As we all know, at the age of being young and careless, Wang Yuan's eighteen-year-old had a song called "Girl", which was about the girl he fantasized about and would like in the future. In one interview, he was asked two questions.

"Is there anything similar or different between her and the girl you imagined she was in? Have you ever sung to her? ”

It wasn't until the reporter mentioned it that Wang Yuan found out that this song hadn't been sung for a long time since he met Ye Tang. Whether it was on a variety show or a concert, he never sang it again, naturally, and he never sang it to Ye Tang.

He rummaged through the girl's lyrics in his head.

“……

She must be like an angel

……

She must be especially kind

……

She has to be strong. ”

Remember the first years in the United States. Every year on her birthday, she always delivers a cake made by herself on time. Those bits and pieces of time, she cherished them incomparably. will always prepare a surprise for you when you have forgotten yourself, most of which are not valuable, but people can easily see her sincerity.

She always accompanied him silently, countless difficult nights, whether under the stars or in the brilliant lights, she was by his side, quiet, but full of comfort.

As for being strong, Wang Yuan thought of this and smiled. She, in his eyes, was both strong and vulnerable at the same time. They have all witnessed each other's most embarrassed and decadent appearances. Crying tears, frustration and giving up. They also missed, each thought they were strong and left, but like a magnet, they were finally redrawn together by the gravitational pull of fate. In fact, under the strong, all are vulnerable. It's just that because there is each other behind them, they are no longer afraid.

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"She's not like the other half I thought she was like, she's been through pain and boundless darkness, but at the same time, she's still full of hope and kindness to the world. It just so happened that we walked into the circle that we drew with each other, so no one could leave. She and I can be called soul mates. ”

Wang Yuan said this seriously, the smile on his face was very happy, and the light in his eyes was very spoiled. Later, the editor of the magazine complained when he narrated:

"Don't ask Wang Yuan any more questions about his family, isn't this looking for abuse? But the Lord sprinkled this dog food without knowing it. ”

However, Wang Yuan will not pay attention to these. After that day's work, he went back to the studio overnight and brought home the guitar he had left there.

After the two finished dinner, when Ye Tang was washing the dishes, Wang Yuan returned to the room without saying a word and took out his guitar.

“……

I always think,

What kind of girl will I meet?

Is her hair short or long?

The surname is Liu, the surname is Zhou, or the surname is Wang

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With the soothing guitar sound and a soft and doting voice, as soon as Ye Tang turned his head, he saw Wang Yuan sitting on a high stool in the restaurant, stroking the guitar with one hand, looking at her. Just looked at each other, Wang Yuan finished singing the whole song. Gradually, Ye Tang's eyes filled with tears. In the days when Wang Yuan didn't know, she always couldn't help but listen to this song, put it on her body one by one, and then secretly denied it and secretly felt sad. Even now, when she saw the ideal type he described before, she would have a little bit of unconfidence, but in fact, he had already given his answer.

It's always been you who I loved. I have thought that all you look like, in my eyes, are you.