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"Brother Shi, you got a syllable wrong."

I still remember that it was sunny, Ye Lei had just finished practicing, and Ye Liusha, who was originally reading the villain's book, suddenly raised his head and stared at Ye Lei seriously.

"Won't it?" Ye Lei blinked her beautiful eyes, Ye Lei felt that Ye Liusha was reading the villain book, where could she hear what she was pulling, even if she heard it clearly, she didn't read the score, how could she know?

"I don't believe you're going to score it." Ye Liusha shrugged his shoulders with a confident expression.

Seeing that Ye Liusha was so determined, Ye Lei looked down at the score suspiciously, and found that he really played a syllable wrong......

Ye Lei belongs to a person with a good memory, and he remembers every syllable he has played, so he can find out where he played it wrong......

But how did Sasha know he was mistaken?

"Shasha, did you memorize the score?" Ye Lei looked at Ye Liusha ungroundedly, this girl's memory shouldn't be so good?

"Nope." Sure enough, Ye Liusha shook his head, "Why do you want to keep a score?" ”

She looked confused.

"How do you remember the melody if you don't remember the score?" Ye Lei looked at Ye Liusha ungroundedly.

"Listen." Ye Liusha looked at Ye Lei, "Brother, it's so painful to keep a score!" It's better to listen to grandpa play a few more times, and then try the sound ...... yourself."

“……”

At that moment, Ye Lei knew that this sister, who was not as good as himself, was indeed an out-and-out genius in terms of music, she had a magical ear and a natural sense of musicality......

"Shasha, you will definitely become a cello master in the future!" Ye Lei said very firmly.

"Why should I be a cellist?" Ye Liusha blinked, "I just want to be Daddy's intimate little padded jacket." ”

"It's really promising." Ye Lei's beautiful face showed disdain.

……

The sound of the cello was getting closer and closer, Ye Liusha quietly listened to the familiar melody, and walked towards the front little by little, Murong Mobai felt that Ye Liusha's hand holding him tightened......

This is Ye Lei's favorite song......

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the corners of Ye Liusha's eyes couldn't help but speed up.

In front of him, a man in a white shirt, was playing the cello with his head down, and the setting sun shone in through the carved window lattices of the long hall with hollows, illuminating half of the man's face......

In the interplay of light and shadow, the man's face is beautiful and peaceful, he bows his head and plays the cello elegantly, the breeze stirs his soft hair, the picture is like a Renaissance oil painting, so beautiful and beautiful......

Ye Liusha's tears couldn't help but flow out of his eyes!

This picture is so familiar!

She remembers that in the past, when she came home from school, she could often see Ye Lei sitting in the yard, playing the cello in the afterglow of the sunset......

The fire in Weisheng's house injured his right hand, and he was destined not to become a cellist, and for a long time after that, Ye Lei never touched the cello again, until one time, Ye Liusha was surprised to see Ye Lei, who had grown up, playing the cello......

I can't become a cellist, but it's a good hobby......

Since then, she has often seen Ye Lei playing the cello and taking off the ...... three years ago