"Are you stupid?"

Ji Jiu bit his lip and was silent.

Su Baiyu was reluctant to see her unhappy, and half-surrounded the little girl. "Okay, okay, I'm stupid. It's me who is stupid, Xiao Jiu'er is not stupid at all. ”

Still carrying her back to the house, the two of them lay flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling.

"Do you want to listen to the song, Su Baiyu."

"Huh?"

"My new song, I haven't written it yet. But only ...... Melody. Come on, I'll play it to you......" As soon as Ji Jiu said this, he became interested, turned over and pulled Su Baiyu out.

went to his own little world.

There was a mess of paper thrown on the carpet, and I picked up one or two sheets, all of which were scrapped words. In the eyes of outsiders, these things are already excellent existences, Ji Jiuman didn't care, and threw them away. Take off your shoes and step barefoot on the carpet...... Walk to where the guitar rests.

"Sit casually."

Su Baiyu looked left and right.

It seems to be a bit difficult to sit casually.

Ji Jiu sat cross-legged on the carpet, holding a guitar in his arms.

Su Baiyu then simply sat down directly beside Ji Jiu, and patted his shoulder in a particularly heroic and chic manner. Motioning for the little girl to lean over her. Ji Jiu understood what he meant, pursed his lips and smiled, and tilted his head. Lean straight up.

The smile is as sweet as honey.

Pick up the guitar in your hand.

Melodious tunes, fresh and a little playful.

Probably because she has no relationship with words, Ji Jiu hummed softly alone, mixing this song to gradually get better and better and sound into the hearts of the people.

The tune is not long, and a cycle is only about a minute.

Ji Jiu played back and forth several times tirelessly, and he listened quietly with his eyes closed.

Su Baiyu has never had any appreciation for these things, but it is different for Ji Jiu. As long as it is a song sung by Ji Jiu, he can listen to it a thousand times without feeling bored.

in his phone, even in the computer. The most stored in the music library is Ji Jiu's songs.

Even if he doesn't get tired of listening to it, Ji Jiu is tired.

The sound stopped abruptly.

"Does it sound good?"

Su Baiyu opened her eyes, pulled her little hand, and rubbed her fingertips. "Nice, new song?"

"Well, it's a new song." It's just a little different from the one she originally wanted to play to him, and the original one can only be regarded as a half-finished product. Some sad tunes didn't fit them at all right now, and almost the moment they leaned on his shoulder, inspiration suddenly popped into their minds. Immediately change your mind and play the song in your heart.

"There are no words, and I will slowly play them to you when I finish writing."

"So I'm your first listener?"

"It's not." Ji Jiu replied without thinking.

Actually not, Su Baiyu was not happy at once, straightened up and hugged Ji Jiulian with the guitar in his arms with both hands. "Isn't it?" There was a hint of threat in his tone, and what was even worse was that he was now very concerned that he was not Ji Jiu's first listener. Which bastard robbed him of the first. "Tell me, who. I'm going to knock him on the head. ”

Ji Jiu: ???

Brain convulsions.

Ji Jiu raised his hand and pointed to a small speaker on the floor not far away. Some of them are broken, and even the paint has been rubbed off a lot. Coupled with the disrepair, it has long been unable to be released. "It was a gift given to me on my thirteenth birthday, and I've kept it until now."

Maybe it was a little girl he bought casually as a gift.

But it almost changed Ji Jiu's entire life.