True love is not limited by time, Yeats? William Butler Yeats, the buzz should be saying "Whenyouareold"

Seven Tricks Exquisite Heart, Yan Qing reacted quickly, and he responded with a smile: "Are you old?" ”

“Howmanylovedyourmomentsofgladgrace…”

Professor Weng's eyebrows were picturesque, and she chanted in a standard West End drama English accent: "Andlovedyourbeautywithlovefalseortrue."

(Paraphrase: How many people have admired your beautiful face when you were peerless, with hypocrisy or true feelings... ）

Although the Chinese culture is not proficient, Yan Qing is still true when it comes to the works of the poets of the British Isles, and Weng Huaijing deliberately left blank without difficulty and was steadily picked up by him: "Dlovedthesorrowsofyourchangingface."

(The only one who has loved your holy heart, and also loved the traces of time on your face when your beauty was in her twilight.) ）

Looking at Weng Huaijing, who was bright-eyed and smiling on the screen, Yan Qing's heart fluttered, he scratched his head and blurted out: "Buzz, there will be no beauty in the twilight of the day, this holy monk certifies, as the king of the daughter country, you must be eternally young!" ”

"You..."

With a raised eyebrow, the autumn water flowed backwards, with a shameful attitude, Weng Huaijing responded angrily: "Deng's disciple!" ”

"Really..."

Thinking of a ballet work of the same name based on this poem, Yan Qing plucked the strings of the guitar and hummed softly: "This is the song in my heart, when I am old, I really wish this song was sung to you." ”

"Whoever wants to accompany you to old age, you should sing that song when you wake up alone!"

The duplicitous Professor Weng's tone was a little disgusted, but Yan Qing could clearly feel the quiet eyes like a clear spring cast on the screen, which was overflowing with joy.

In the relative sight, Yan Qing smiled like a stealing cat.

"I also picked a manuscript about a breakup..."

There was no way to take someone for the time being, so Professor Weng had to take out her own manuscript, and she emphasized very seriously: "Don't think about it! ”

"I think about it, please! Which of us is better at making up for the brain? Well, well, at best, it's not comparable."

With an uncontrollable laugh, Yan Qing nodded and scolded Professor Weng.

"It's a girl who is learning French..."

Weng Huaijing began to read the manuscript seriously, perhaps because she was afraid that Yan Qing would think too much, and there was no interference from external factors, her voice was no longer cold, but with some bright warmth:

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I often see people saying in whispers: thank your ex for making you grow and make you better.

Sorry, I don't think so...

When I first broke up, it was like moving forward against the biting cold wind, every second was painful and heartbreaking, I just felt that the sky was falling apart, and life had no meaning.

In the end, my mother told me that a girl can have a bad love, but she can't indulge herself in a bad life.

So I've gritted my teeth and survived day by day, why should I thank others, I want to thank myself.

I had to learn self-love before I loved someone, and it was very important to maintain enough self in a relationship, which was also ironic, I thought that falling in love would make me better, but I didn't expect that in the end it was the loss of love that helped me grow.

Yes, I can now calmly comfort myself: "You are already an adult, and you should no longer lose your soul because of a little relationship problem." ”

may not forget a person, not because he is so much worth remembering, but because he once gave him a big place in his heart, and it was still occupied after the breakup, but it became a blank, but I no longer dared to let people fill it at will.

I obviously saw through his insincerity, and I knew that he didn't love me so much, he was getting slower and slower to reply to messages, the content was getting shorter and shorter, and whether he was full and clothed was no longer a point he cared about.

During the cooling-off period of the breakup, I looked back on the bits and pieces of being together, and the saddest moment was not the moment when I confirmed that he didn't love me, but I knew that I had no future with him, but I loved him to the core, and I still wanted to cherish him and be with him, but in the end he gave up easily.

I thought he would coax me the next day, but he didn't, I thought he might be busy the next day and maybe he would coax me on the third day, but he still didn't, the fourth day... He still didn't look for me.

I will note his nickname in Weiyan to his full name, this time I will not compromise again, this time I will not childishly delete him, I want him to see that I live happily every day, and I want him to know that he will never find a girl as good and blind as me again.

Finally, I want to say that timely stop loss is the attitude that adults should have towards feelings!

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"The reason why I chose this manuscript... It's because I still appreciate her current view of love, although there is no love, but I have to live my own life..."

After reading the manuscript, Weng Huaijing's eyes were clear and clear, like stars, and she seemed to sigh meaningfully: "If you love someone deeply, how can you not be afraid of being separated from him?" However... Eventually, everyone has to accept reality. ”

Dafang looked at her, the expression on Yan Qing's face was extremely complicated, the light of his deep gaze was adoring and warm, and there was a little melancholy and pity like a clear smoke.

"Hey! Don't think about it... I've said there are no metaphors! ”

Close to the screen, Weng Huai's intoxicating peach blossom eyes were like a pool of spring water wrinkled by the breeze, her thick and slender eyelashes fluttered, and she emphasized again: "There really is no other meaning!" ”

"There's no way I can't stop thinking about it, there's no way I can't feel sorry for you, yes, you understand all my sensitivities, and I can empathize with you."

Pursing his thin lips, Yan Qing looked at Weng Huaijing, who was a little nervous, and after a long time, he said softly: "Weng Xiaoge, I miss you very much." ”

"I... I'll join the group tomorrow night..."

The little grid girl with a blurred vision on the screen and a delicate red halo in the corners of her eyes was a little flustered, and she said incoherently: "Obviously... Every day... Contact..."

"It's me who is too greedy, it's my fault, I will try to control it in the future..."

Accept it when he sees it, Yan Qing changed the topic in time: "Gege, let's continue with this submission." ”

"Hmm~"

With a sigh in response, Weng Huaijing on the screen was cute and cute.

"Actually, this is also a sign of maturity, after a breakup, you can be strong on the surface, without revealing vulnerability, and..."

Yan Qingtan frankly analyzed the shining points in the submission: "Love, it is indeed not the whole of life, both men and women, should live their lives independently." ”

"Her words will give me some sense of imagery, not crying or making trouble, silently swallowing the bitter water, and then turning away..."

Secretly observing Yan Qing's eyes, Weng Huaijing continued to diverge and said: "Walking alone in the cold wind, I can only hold myself tight to keep warm. ”

"That's definitely how it was buzzing in New York at the time, and the more I interpret this story, the more it looks like it's spurning on "me"... It's all "my" fault, but she always cares about my feelings..."

Professor Weng's caution warmed Yan Qing's heart, and as his thoughts fluctuated, he began to search his stomach and think of a song that fits.

"The contributor is a French student, and with what Gege said before, how can you not be afraid of being separated from someone if you love someone deeply? But in the end, everyone has to accept reality... There's a song that fits the story perfectly! Walking in the cold wind of a winter night, I don't want to pretend to be vulnerable, and just because I don't say it doesn't mean I won't be in pain."

…

…

After some exchanges, Yan Qing found the most suitable point to cut into, and Yan Qing picked up the guitar again: "Gege, the sample is almost there, I'll sing "Walking in the Cold Wind" to you." ”

Nodding expectantly, Weng Huaijing's gaze involuntarily focused on Yan Qing's left hand.

After he performed a sample of a song that was close to the full version with deep affection, with the brilliance of the stars in his eyes, Weng Huaijing translated the two sentences of the lyrics literally into French: "I know, go on, it's not good, in the end, you won't stay long?" What do you want to express in these two French sentences? ”

“. C'.”

Slowly reciting the original French text, Yan Qing stared at the camera, and he said meaningfully: "The inspiration was actually given to me by you..."

The stars in the sky turned into tears, Weng Huaijing's eyes seemed to cry, she repeated what she had said before: "If you love someone deeply, how can you not be afraid of separating from him?" However... Eventually, everyone has to accept reality. ”

"Considering the relationship between rhymes, the use of colloquial language is not particularly in line with grammar, but what I think in my heart is the two sentences you just said..."

The smile was as warm as the sun, Yan Qing looked at Weng Huaijing and said seriously: "Actually, what I want to say is that if two people can love each other deeply, they will definitely not lose to reality!" ”

With picturesque eyebrows, Weng Huai in the mobile phone screen showed her daughter's posture, and she replied shyly: "Maybe, you have to be lucky enough." ”

When he heard a certain keyword again, he couldn't touch it, Yan Qing was angry for a while, and he said excitedly: "You! It's not fair, I can't hold you at all! ”

"I know, so... That's what I said. ”

The red peach blossom eyes instantly narrowed into two curved moon buds, and Weng Huaijing smiled extremely seductively and proudly.

"Sadness, grievances, and... Hum Bum was so beautiful when she laughed so beautifully, it was like hiding the moon in her eyes."

Pretending to be lost, Yan Qing gradually became distracted, he didn't remember at all that Yi Yi also had a pair of obvious crescent eyes when he smiled.

"Well, Director Liu has communicated with Sister Qing about the flying guests..."

Ignoring Yan Qing's coy attitude, Weng Huaijing continued to talk about work directly in a tactful voice: "He may want us to prepare one more song on Saturday..."

"I'm so sad... I can't write anything..."

Yan Qing, who was immortal in his thief heart, said slyly: "Unless someone also says something to me about luck tomorrow night." ”

"Don't you think about it!"

With Yan Qing's eyes, Weng Huaijing looked serious and thoughtful, and she suggested: "Since these two songs are about breaking up, it is better to add the song "Darwin", and we can let Xiao Meow sing it." ”

"Darwin? Anyway, it's not an auditory hallucination."

Under the guise of listening quietly, the progress of something that Yan Qing had been secretly deliberating on suddenly rushed forward.

"I've sung it to Little Meow before... Actually, it's quite suitable to be added to this episode, but..."

Weng Huaijing's beautiful eyes flowed, with strong expectation in her eyes, and she said coquettishly: "You seem to have said that there is an evolved version of this song." ”

"That book "Origin of Species", it turns out that you are teaching Xiao Meow to sing this song? I haven't heard of it in a long time..."

Yan Qing, who had already had a certain amount of psychological preparation, behaved quietly, and he calmly stabilized his position.

And Weng Huaijing on the other side of the screen obviously didn't think much about it, she picked up Ukulele and gently sang "Darwin" to Yan Qing.

Familiar melodies, familiar lyrics, and familiar singing voices.

"Sure enough, it's this song... Then "I" is also a traverser and didn't run! I've been guilty for so long..."

There was a thunderstorm in his heart, but there was a smile in his eyes, Yan Qing played the guitar and sang "Darwin Evolution Version" to Weng Huaijing.

After chatting about work, the content of the video call gradually shifted to the duet session.

Weng Huaijing's "Dark Surge" and "Daughter's Love", Yan Qing's "The Moon Represents My Heart", "Ambiguous" and other limited versions of songs were reinterpreted by them on acoustic guitar and ukulele.

"This year's Grass Fields Rock Festival..."

After the song was finished, Professor Weng casually asked, seemingly unintentionally, "Will you participate?" ”

"Little Meow mentioned it to me a few days ago..."

First love Qing suddenly realized: "I didn't know that you agreed to the invitation, no wonder she smiled evilly!" ”

"Zhao Liping, the lead singer of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, also sent me a private message..."

Tsundere was a little embarrassed: "Maybe he saw that you didn't respond, so let me ask." ”

"Teacher Zhao is authentic! I should have asked you, how appropriate, I don't have to whisper..."

First love Qing was overjoyed: "We team up to participate together, in addition to "The Train Goes to the Clouds, the Dream is in the Nine Skies", we also have to prepare a new song. ”

Tsundere lowered her head and didn't answer: "Then the afternoon of the tenth?" ”

First love Qing Chengsheng chased: "I want to sing "I Love You"! ”

"It doesn't matter what you sing..."

Professor Weng, who wanted to listen but didn't dare to listen, was afraid that Yan Qing would say something shameless again, so he could only change the topic: "How is the studio set up, I see that the scenes filmed at night are all scenes without sets." ”

"The studio scene will not be completed until tomorrow, everything is going according to the shooting plan, and the first few group scenes are not bad..."

Yan Qing naturally knows everything about Weng Huaijing: "Today, Group B also filmed some shots that needed special effects during the day, and you also saw the scene filmed at night..."

Professor Weng's attention was taken away by Yan Qing instead, and she asked curiously, "Special effects shots, are those sets of flying needles flashback through front of you?" ”

"Yes, for the time being, I only took some pictures of the movement of the flying probe, and the other shots have to wait for me..."

Yan Qing cautiously tentatively said: "Miss Dongfang can only shoot after she enters the group..."

Weng Bad Jing didn't care about Yan Qing's extremely deliberate sentence, she responded with a red face: "I... It's ready, it's coming tomorrow night. ”

"Weng Xiaoge, you still have six classes tomorrow, and you have to sleep!"

Seeing that it was almost half past one in the evening, Yan Qing, who was satisfied, had to urge Professor Weng to rest.

Tsundere is rare not to be tsundere: "You too, after all, it is the first time to manage this kind of team of hundreds of people, you have to worry about everything, and you must be very tired." ”

The first love is sincere: "As long as I can talk to you, I can't feel any tiredness." ”

Tsundere scolded: "Oily and slippery!" ”

The first love defended himself: "This is a sweet mouth!" ”

Tsundere handed out a roll of her eyes: "Good night... See you tomorrow. ”

The first love Qing returned to his eyes: "See you tomorrow... Good night. ”

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PS: "Walking in the Cold Wind"

Original singer: Liu Sihan

Lyrics: An Likui

Composer: Wang Yuchen

Arranger: Cai Tinggui

Album included: 2016 "Hug You"