Su Li's life experience was mixed with a touch of misery, although she had always been so gentle and optimistic.

Ling Zhi has always been the most emotional, and sighed, "Alas...... Su Li is really distressing......"

is a young age, but he is carrying so many things.

Xiao Dai also said in a low mood, "Last year, on Su Li's birthday, it passed without saying a word. When I asked her later, she said it was over. I remember it was the end of September, so it's just a few days anyway......"

"Smack!"

A notebook full of musical notes fell to the ground, and I saw Lei Linzhan put down his guitar and walked to the second floor with an indifferent expression.

Xiao Yu's eyes flashed with worry, and he picked up the notebook on the ground and said lightly, "Lei, I'm in a bad mood again." ”

That's right, yes again......

Yesterday, Lei Linzhan was in a terrible mood, and today is also ......

Ling Zhi was also in a low mood, "Then continue to practice?" ”

"Now like this, I'm not in the mood to practice at all."

Xiao Dai took out a backpack of the same color as Su Li and packed all his things into it.

"Let's do this today, and then continue the group training tomorrow, I'll go home to ......"

Ling Zhi also began to pack his things and shouted in the direction of the second floor, "Thunder! Let's go back first! Call if you have something! ”

Xiao Yu was the only one who chose to stay.

He thought that although Lei Linzhan didn't need his company, it was always better to have him.

Xiao Yu, who is indifferent on the outside, is actually very warm inside.

Ling Zhi and Xiao Dai took the car home, and in the quiet living room in the afternoon, Xiao Yu sat alone in the pile of musical instruments and stroked the bass.

In the well-renovated villa, the sound effect is good when the instrument is played, and the sound insulation effect is good to the outside.

The bass's low voice played a faint sad note through his slender fingertips, and the quiet air was pierced by sadness, bringing a world of sorrow......

"Her world isn't good......

But she never cried......

She never felt warm......

It won't make you feel cold either......

If you meet her one day......

Just give her a little warmth......

All she wanted was a little more......

Warm ......"

Xiao Yu sang a song with emotion and changed it to guitar accompaniment, and the faint melody spread sadly.

The pencil scribbled and changed in the notebook, and finally the right lyrics were matched.

The melody of this song is beautiful, Xiao Yu hums softly, and plays the guitar.

"Just give it to her...... A little warmth ......"

It's getting late, and evening is coming.

After scribbling and altering, Xiao Yu finally finished writing from the prelude to the end.

Lei Linzhan was hungry, so he naturally walked downstairs.

Seeing Xiao Yu sitting on the small stage playing the guitar in the dark, the dim light and singing voice exude a sentimentality that makes people stop.

Lei Linzhan stood on the stairs of the villa and listened to him play the whole song.

The guitar sound is not stopped, and people can't get enough of it.

Xiao Yu spoke to the stairs in the dim light, "How is it." ”

It turned out that he had always known that Lei Linzhan was standing there listening to him sing.

Turning on the light in the living room, Lei Linzhan walked towards him, "This song ......"

Xiao Yu confessed, "It was written for Su Li." ”

A touch of sadness, the warmth of need.

It is indeed a song that suits Su Li very well.

Even Lei Linzhan, who pursues perfection in music, has to admit, "A very good, emotional song." ”

Xiao Yu's scribbled handwriting was written in the notebook, "I have thought of the name of the song, it is called "A Little Warmth". ”

Because of Su Li's friend, Xiao Yu was very touched.

She is different from ordinary girls, she is very special......