Chapter 391: Dead of Night

Eaten by a dog?

Jian Sangyu pinched her mobile phone and lay on the bed and laughed softly.

But it's a good feeling.

In that city, there is a person who is looking forward to her coming home, and no one is looking forward to her coming home, it is two feelings for her.

In the past, when no one cared, Jian Sangyu felt that that city, for her, was just a place to stay.

Home is only a temporary place to live.

She has never had a sense of belonging to the city she grew up in, nor has she had too strong feelings.

Now, it seems to be different.

The man who had never asked her about it before began to be reluctant for her to leave the city, and began to look forward to her returning to the city.

The place called home, in her heart, is no longer just a place to stay, and suddenly, where it has become a home.

There is a person in the family who will count her down with a cold face, and will not allow her to do this, and will not allow her to do that, but will take care of her considerately after she makes him half angry.

That's a person who is not good at words, but even if she smokes a cigarette, she will remember that she doesn't like the smell of smoke and avoids her.

All these things, before being reborn, Jian Sangyu had never seen them in Gu Shen's body, it was his carefulness and his thoughtfulness.

After being reborn, Jian Sangyu felt that it seemed that she should start to get to know Gu Shen again.

Got it, I'll go back when it's over. - Gu Shen's Mrs. Gu.

Jian Sangyu replied with a well-behaved and cute pink rabbit expression, and then put the phone aside and put the score taken out of Ji Qianbo's studio on the table.

In fact, from the time he knew the theme of Ji Qianbo's score, halfway through, Jian Sangyu already had the inspiration to compose lyrics, but he didn't have time to write it down in the future.

At this time, in the dead of night, from the floor-to-ceiling window of the room, there is a rice field outside, and the glass of special materials isolates the insects and birds outside the window, but it is impossible to isolate the gentle moonlight together.

Jian Sangyu stood in front of the window with a pen and paper, humming softly while revising her lyrics over and over again.

When she finally felt satisfied, when she finally put down the pen in her hand, she looked up again, and even the moonlight outside was much dimmer.

It was the middle of the night, and she didn't know it.

Jian Sangyu walked back to the sofa, sat there alone and hummed softly against the score a few times, and when it was smooth, she directly recorded it with her mobile phone, and then sent it to Ji Qianbo.

After Jian Sangyu saw the sound of the prompt above, she was shocked to realize that it was already half past three in the morning.

She thought to her chagrin, hoping she hadn't woken up Teacher Ji.

After putting down the phone, Jian Sangyu took something and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

In another room separated from Jian Sangyu, the sound of a new message on the mobile phone WeChat made Ji Qianbo, who was still busy on the table, finally willing to take back a little attention from his work.

The slender and white fingertips swiped the phone screen, unlocked it, and entered the WeChat page.

Seeing the recording file sent by Jian Sangyu, Ji Qianbo clicked on it directly.

The sound of the recording is not very loud, but, on this silent night, it is clear enough.

The prelude of the music was hummed by her in the form of humming, without any accompaniment from any instrument, just with a light hum, but it made Ji Qianbo feel unexpectedly good.