"You mean the song you were playing and then suddenly stopped?" Zheng Xiuyan asked softly.

"Hmm!" Nie Zirun nodded and said, "You heard it too, but the current environment is not suitable for me to compose and play, so I want to record it first, and then rearrange it when I go back." ”

Nie Zirun's attitude was very sincere, he didn't hide anything, and told Zheng Xiuyan frankly, hoping to get her understanding and borrow a notebook.

The melody just now made Zheng Xiuyan really feel ethereal and beautiful, she really wanted to listen to the whole song, if it was just because of so many pieces of paper, so haode music was no longer perfect, it would be a pity, not to mention that she was half a music practitioner, and her attitude towards music has always been very rigorous and respectful.

But thinking that these pieces of paper were going to be torn off from his diary, Zheng Xiuyan began to hesitate, weishenme He was eyeing himself? The battle between heaven and man in her heart made Zheng Xiuyan glare at Nie Zirun, who was looking forward to it, rather resentfully.

Nie Zirun was very embarrassed by Zheng Xiuyan's eyes, the girl's mind in front of him, he believed that he had guessed a little, so he wanted to tear up other people's diaries for no reason, and no one would be happy. It's just that he doesn't have any position to say anything at the moment, because it is he who wants to tear up the notebook. I thought to myself that there was any way to compensate her, if she was willing to borrow.

The two were silent for a moment, Nie Zirun waited patiently, and in the end, it was Zheng Xiuyan who opened her mouth and asked, "Can you let me watch the newly written haode tune first?" ”

"You know music?" Nie Zirun was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and said sincerely: "Yes, it's a normal request!" ”

Hearing Nie Zirun's reply, Zheng Xiuyan's face warmed slightly, but she still puffed up her little bun face, and reluctantly handed the notebook in her arms to Nie Zirun's hand, with a hint of heartache flashing in her eyes.

With a look of apology, Nie Zirun took the diary, but did not open it from the front again, but opened it directly from the page, carefully folded out three pages, and carefully tore them along the creases.

Seeing that the man in front of him did not tear directly and roughly, but was so careful, starting from a few pages of zuihou, carefully preventing the paper in front of him from falling due to tearing off the line, the pain in Zheng Xiuyan's heart was alleviated a lot, and she was even a little grateful for his carefulness, and the originally bulging bun face disappeared unconsciously. The man in front of him suddenly became much more pleasing to the eye.

After Nie Zirun tore off three pieces of paper, he gently closed the notebook and handed it back to Zheng Xiuyan, "I'm sorry, Xiexie!" After speaking, he picked up the pen on the table and looked at Zheng Xiuyan gestured.

Seeing Zheng Xiuyan nodded, Nie Zirun lowered his head and began to scratch on the paper, just wrote a few notes, looked at the pen in his hand, and suddenly raised his head to look at Zheng Xiuyan, and said apologetically: "Maybe I need some time, I need you to wait for a while, I'm sorry!" I'll treat you to coffee! As he spoke, he picked up a drink list at hand, handed it over, and said with a smile: "Please feel free!" ”

Seeing that the girl took the drink list and showed an apologetic smile again, Nie Zirun buried himself in composing the tune, completely immersed in his own music, and seemed to have forgotten the cold girl sitting opposite.

The feeling of waiting on the side is quite uncomfortable, and I believe that everyone who has experienced waiting for others should understand this taste. At this moment, Zheng Xiuyan is an exception, looking at Nie Zirun, who is concentrating on composing music, she is gradually a little fascinated.

It is said that men who work seriously are the most handsome and charming, which Zheng Xiuyan deeply agrees with at the moment: slightly wrinkled thick eyebrows, narrow eyes staring closely at the paper in her hand, stopping to write in her right hand, and drawing a few arc beats that others can't understand from time to time with her left index finger, as if considering the connection of various melodies, her thin lips are sometimes pursed, sometimes opened, and sometimes even show a smile.

Zheng Xiuyan's mood fluctuated with every subtle movement of Nie Zirun, and she seemed to be able to feel every moment of Nie Zirun's mood when composing the music, and slowly, she was also a little distracted, forgetting everything around her, and her eyes seemed to only have Nie Zirun in front of her.

Time passed minute by minute, and unconsciously, nearly two hours had passed, and the already gloomy sky outside had become even darker at this time, leaving only the lonely light in the sky struggling to hold on. The two people sitting by the window of the café didn't seem to notice the passage of time, both of them were immersed in their respective shijie, and the coffee in the cup was already cold without a trace of temperature.

The figures of the two were reflected on the glass window by the neon lights lit up outside the window, Zheng Xiuyan always maintained the posture of dragging her chin with one hand, supported on the table, bright and beautiful eyes, staring intently at Nie Zirun opposite, the original cold look had already melted, the thin eyebrows would sometimes wrinkle slightly, and when they were stretched, they would find that there was a slight charm between the eyebrows, and the seductive lip line was no longer so constant and slightly stiff, the corners of the mouth were curved and upturned, and a trace of smile was slightly hung, but it looked very subtle. But Nie Zirun still maintained the same posture as he had at the beginning, writing and painting tirelessly, without a trace of tiredness.

Any pedestrian passing by the window who sees this picturesque scene will definitely think that they are a sweet couple.

At this time, Nie Zirun finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips, this was the first time he had completed composing music and lyrics at the same time. When he casually looked at Zheng Xiuyan opposite, he found that his originally cold face had already melted, and at this time, he was completely enjoying the sweetness, and his focused expression actually brought a trace of satisfaction. The same facial features, but let him see two completely different styles, the impact in an instant, as if flowing through the atrium like an electric current, made Nie Zirun's mind lose for a moment, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's so beautiful!

Nie Zirun didn't know if it was time to wake up Zheng Xiuyan at this time, and for the first time in his heart, he felt cramped, looked at the sky outside the window, and found that it had begun to snow. Gently put the tunes and lyrics in her hand in front of Zheng Xiuyan, got up and prepared to go to the bathroom.

The vibration when Nie Zirun got up woke up Zheng Xiuyan who was in the air, Zheng Xiuyan, who had just woken up, seemed to be a little confused, raised her eyelids and saw Nie Zirun who was getting up, and then screamed softly.

"I'll order two more cups of coffee and go to the bathroom!" Nie Zirun looked a little nervous, paused and said, "It's snowing outside, drink a cup of coffee to warm up and then go!" It's rude. After saying that, he owed his body and walked quickly to the direction of the bathroom, completely lacking his previous steadiness.

At this moment, Zheng Xiuyan was in a state of not waking up for a moment, and she didn't hear what Nie Zirun said clearly at all, but she suddenly "boomed" in her head, and instantly remembered everything that had just happened, a little hazy, but she clearly knew what she had done.

omo！ Did I just become a nymphomaniac? Zheng Xiuyan asked secretly in her heart, her pale little face was already red, her head was buried deeply, and her little hands tightly covered her hot face: How can I be a nymphomaniac like Xiao Yuan, I must have been with Xiao Yuan for a long time, yes, that's it. I kept telling myself that. It's just that I can't help but recall the scene just now, and it seems that this feeling is not bad. Then he shook his head violently: No, absolutely not, I still have to make my debut, I still have dreams.

When Zheng Xiuyan was secretly competing with herself alone, Nie Zirun had already returned, with two cups of coffee on the tray in his hand.

has a super psychological quality that has been trained, just after a few minutes of adjustment, Nie Zirun has already recovered his original calm mentality, what happened just now, he only regarded it as a small "beautiful episode", and he will not worry about it repeatedly.

"Drink a cup of hot coffee, it must be cold after waiting so long!" Nie Zirun said slightly apologetically, "Look at it, the lyrics and songs have been completed, but they still need some small processing and modification when they go back!" As she spoke, she pointed to the three pieces of paper that were placed in front of Zheng Xiuyan's eyes.

Nie Zirun's words quickly diverted Zheng Xiuyan's attention, picked up the paper and glanced at it, and looked at Nie Zirun suspiciously: "English lyrics? ”

"Hmm!" Nie Zirun nodded and said, "I don't understand, I can translate it into Korean." ”

Hearing Nie Zirun say this, Zheng Xiuyan frowned slightly: Am I like someone who can't read English? I was also born and lived in the United States for several years. Maybe Nie Zirun didn't mean to underestimate his language ability, just out of enthusiasm; Usually she doesn't care about these little things, but at this moment, Zheng Xiuyan's heart is full of uncomfortable emotions. The cold temperament that had faded just now instantly returned to his body, and his face began to be expressionless again.

"I understand!" The sound of cold air emerged from Zheng Xiuyan's pursed lips, and the temperature around her seemed to be lower.

Quietly between the two, Nie Zirun leaned on the back of the chair casually, staring at the pedestrians coming and going outside the window, waiting patiently. Zheng Xiuyan looked at the melodies and lyrics in front of her, and glanced at Nie Zirun's reaction from time to time, but found that he didn't care about his reaction from beginning to end, neither looking at his expression of waiting for evaluation apprehensively, nor was he full of confidence and didn't care about the evaluation of others. Just looked out the window so calmly, looking pampered and not shocked, as if nothing could affect his mood.

After watching it several times from beginning to end, Zheng Xiuyan couldn't help but start to marvel at the musical talent of the man in front of her. In just two hours, the lyrics and songs were all completed separately, and the quality was so high that it seemed that there were few songs that could be compared in her memory.

"Weishenme doesn't have a song title?" After turning over the paper three times and not finding it, Zheng Xiuyan asked softly.

"The title of the song?" Nie Zirun was stunned for a moment, and instantly remembered that the source of inspiration came from the girl in front of him, so he said softly: "It's called waitforyou!" ”

“waitforyou？” After reciting it softly and repeating it a few times, she seemed to be very satisfied and nodded, what a good song, I want to sing it myself, Zheng Xiuyan thought silently.

Nie Zirun raised his hand and looked at his watch, looking at the cold girl in front of him who had been with him all afternoon, he felt a little guilty in his heart, and just wanted to say that he would invite her to dinner as compensation, when another voice came from behind him.

"Hello, sir! Can I disturb you guys for a few minutes? ”