Chapter 128: Fresh Girl 1
"The wine is already hot, come in." The woman was down-to-earth and generous, and smiled softly at Ye Feihua.
Ye Feihua didn't dare to look directly into the woman's beautiful eyes, hesitated a little at the door, and then stepped in.
The woman's boudoir is elegantly furnished and pleasing to the eye.
In the middle of the room was a small table with two pairs of chopsticks and two wine glasses, as well as a few delicate side dishes.
The woman led Ye Feihua and sat down at the table.
"The little girl's nickname is fresh, dare to ask the son's surname?" The woman poured Ye Feihua full of wine.
"Thank you, fresh girl! Non-flowers in the lower leaves! Ye Feihua owed her body again, and between her words and deeds, she was not unrestrained.
The fresh girl glanced at Ye Feihua, and a moving smile appeared on her beautiful face.
"Ye Gongzi, for our encounter!" The fresh girl smiled lightly and picked up her wine glass.
Ye Feihua didn't say anything, just smiled, then picked up the wine glass, touched the glass with the fresh girl, and then drank it all.
In this way, the fresh girl and Ye Feihua drank slowly, asking and answering, until a long time later, Ye Feihua got used to it and slowly became calm.
"Ye Gongzi, this is the first time you have come to the entertainment venue, right?" After a few glasses of wine, seeing that Ye Feihua had removed the initial restraints, the fresh girl suddenly asked softly.
"Yes! I don't understand the routine here, I'm really ashamed! Let the fresh girl smile! Ye Feihua smiled.
"Ye Gongzi is really good at laughing!" The fresh girl smiled and poured Ye Feihua full of wine.
The fresh girl stared at Ye Feihua for a while, then lightly opened her lips, and then said: "Presumably, there is a beautiful woman living in the heart of the son, and she can no longer tolerate others. Even if it's a scene, it's not intentional. β
"Why did the fresh girl say that?" Ye Feihua gently put down the wine glass.
"Childe's eyes have reflected Childe's heart!" The fresh girl smiled lightly.
"Really?" Ye Feihua smiled.
The beautiful face of the fresh girl has always had a slight smile, moist and sweet, refreshing, and her speech is also soft, pleasant to the ear.
Ye Feihua looked at the fresh girl, and couldn't help but feel a trace of trance.
"For many people, forgetting is a pain. But for me, the most painful thing is not to forget, but to remember. Ye Feihua muttered to herself, a hint of melancholy flashed in her eyes.
The house is full of beautiful spring, and the whispers are crispy and crispy.
The light is like a dream, and the beauty is like wine.
The beautiful woman in front of her actually aroused Ye Feihua's heart, making Ye Feihua's mind detached from reality and returning to the past.
"In the past six months, the little woman watched the moon from the window, sent a message to the breeze, composed a new song, filled in new words, and asked the son to give advice!" Seeing that Ye Feihua's eyes were misty and her expression was sad, the fresh girl hurriedly changed the topic.
"Don't dare! The fresh girl has a blue heart, out of the dust, and the lyrics and songs she composes must be unique and extraordinary! Ye Feihua said.
The fresh girl smiled and took a guqin from the side.
Ye Feihua settled down and sat upright.
The fresh girl glanced at Ye Feihua, then plucked the strings and began to chant.
"Early in the morning, distant mountains;
clouds, sunlight;
There is no turbid breath, only indifferent breathing;
There is no dust, only freshness;
There is no neon, only grass and trees;
I washed the lead and forgot my troubles;
The water and soil on that side have sprinkled a place of tranquility......"
The singing is tactful and ethereal.
In the end, Ye Feihua closed her eyes slightly, tapped her fingers, and closed the beat.
And Ye Feihua's mind melted into the blurred night, flew into the distance, flew to a green mountain and green water, breathing freely, no dust, only fresh; No worries, only peace.
I don't know when, the song slowly faded away.
The fresh girl breathed a long sigh of relief, and there was a trace of melancholy in her breath.
"Is the girl homesick?" Ye Feihua opened her eyes.
The fresh girl didn't answer, just looked at Ye Feihua and smiled, smiling gently.
"The water and soil that the girl sings, in the girl's heart, must be a beautiful scene in the world, so that the girl's heart is haunted, and she will never forget." Ye Feihua said softly.
"That's my hometown, a beautiful and peaceful place." The fresh girl said, and her beautiful eyes bloomed with a moving brilliance.
"My hometown is also very beautiful, it h......aunts me," Ye Feihua's face also bloomed with a warm smile.
But soon, Ye Feihua and the fresh girl met their eyes, and the faces of the two of them darkened at the same time.
"I'll change the tune. It doesn't matter if it's sunny or rainy; Whether it's sad or cheerful. Life, it's here, it has to be lived day by day, in that case, why don't we be happier? The fresh girl smiled sweetly.
"Fresh girl is reasonable, come, I toast you!" Ye Feihua picked up the wine glass.
Life is long, you have a confidant, not overnight;
Life is long, and you have a confidant, but it is in the middle of the day.
Ye Feihua and the fresh girl are facing each other, and the more they talk, the more speculative they become.
In the meantime, the fresh girl sang a few more tunes, and the rhythm was cheerful.
Ye Feihua softly harmonizes, and has the meaning of harmony and harmony.
Music is the best language; Communication, infinitely good.
After the fresh girl finished singing, Ye Feihua suddenly said: "The fresh girl has a tactful voice and a long charm. I have a song here, which must be sung by a fresh girl, and it must be a natural sound, and it is very beautiful! β
"Please also ask the son to advise!" The fresh girl smiled and owed slightly.
"This is a song sung in a certain place in my hometown, and now I sing it in the language of that place in my hometown, if there is anything clumsy, please be more tolerant of the fresh girl, and don't laugh." Ye Feihua said with a smile.
The fresh girl didn't speak, her beautiful eyes were shining, and she just looked at Ye Feihua with a pulse.
Ye Feihua drank a glass of wine, moistened her throat, coughed lightly again, and then exhaled and hummed.
βItβs amazi
g how you ca
speak
ight to my hea
t,
Without sayi
g a wo
d you ca
light up the da
kβ¦β¦β
The night is deep, the fragrance is permeated, and the small building echoes the gentle and clear singing voice of Ye Feihua.
The fresh girl and Ye Feihua sat facing each other, stroking the piano with one hand, the head of the mantis slightly sideways, smiling with her eyebrows, and listening to it as if she was fascinated.
Not long after, Ye Feihua hummed this song again.
The fresh girl looked intoxicated and immersed in it, and she couldn't extricate herself.
Seeing the fresh girl's face still unfinished, Ye Feihua smiled slightly and began to hum again.
The second time she sang it, the fresh girl woke up like a dream and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Ye Feihua poured a glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, and then looked at the fresh girl quietly with a faint smile on her face.
"The little girl has learned." After a while, the fresh girl smiled, like a spring flower.
The fresh girl held the guqin, muttered a little, and then praised it: "This song should only be in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world!" With that, he plucked the strings and began to hum softly.
The fresh girl's singing voice was relatively soft at first, but slowly, it became clearer and brighter.
Ye Feihua sang it twice, and this time it was sung by the fresh girl, the style changed lightly, and the voice was in the ears, but she felt that her body and mind were bright and her spirit was cleansed.
Although the fresh girl only listened to it twice, and the language of the lyrics was unusually unfamiliar, the fresh girl's tongue was clear, and she actually performed this song in a meticulous and original way.
It's like walking through a long winter day, bathed in warm sunshine; It is like dispelling the long-standing haze and reappearing the blue and clear sky; The closed heart gradually opens, and the old melancholy dissipates with the wind; A kind of pleasure that is pure to the extreme quietly grows and pervades freely.
In this beautiful singing, Ye Feihua's eyes were full of tears and he was intoxicated.
Everything seems to have returned to a longer past, Ye Feihua still clearly remembers that on the last vacation, in the autumn, standing in front of the window of the bustling street with that beautiful girl, listening to this song quietly, there is no noise, no trouble, full of heart, only endless sweetness.