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Mingqiu looked up at him in a daze, and paused before nodding. Lu Xinghe picked up the sheet music and flipped through it quickly, at first he just looked at it casually, turned a few pages and stared at him, his preoccupied expression added a bit of coldness to his deep and handsome face, and that sense of seriousness made this man who was used to treating people with a smile and gentleness more and more charming.

"These ......," Lu Xinghe looked at him deeply, as if staring at a glittering gem, "You wrote them?" ”

"Uh, uh-huh...... Mingqiu pursed his lips, feeling a little ashamed inexplicably, "No, the first one was written by my father, written to my mother, and the rest was just written by me, which makes you laugh." He smiled very shyly, but when he talked about the score, the glint in his eyes was Lu Xinghe's never mistaken, love, love for music, love for the piano.

And Lu Xinghe could see that even the sheet music he said was from his father's hand had been repeatedly revised by Mingqiu, and there were dense traces of pencil changes on it, and Lu Xinghe had to admit that he had changed it very well.

"Nope." Lu Xinghe put these manuscripts back in place, and for the first time looked at this slender young man who seemed to be extremely vulnerable to setbacks and broken roots, "Mingqiu, to put it bluntly, you are a very talented young man, I can honestly tell you that you are also the most talented I have ever seen, and these scores are definitely being fought for outside." You can also say that I am shameless, and when you are now down, I ask you, can you sell me these scores? Or, would you like to do my private composition? If you agree, I can cover all the costs of your treatment. ”

Mingqiu was blindsided when he heard this, and he always felt that this topic had shifted too quickly, and some chaotic brains reacted for a while before realizing what Lu Xinghe had just said, and he suddenly sobered up with fright, and he whispered for a long time before he whispered, "You...... What do you say? ”

"I will help you with your treatment and continue to fund your piano career after your rehabilitation is complete; If the rehabilitation is not successful, I will sponsor you to become a composer – that's my promise. Lu Xinghe squatted down and looked at him at eye level, "What do you think?" ”

It's a big pie, like an apple in the Garden of Eden - Mingqiu felt a little dizzy in his brain, and couldn't figure out why the other party would suddenly make such an invitation, he was a little tempted, but more importantly, uneasy.

I don't know each other, I meet in Pingshui, and my intention is unknown, even if this person is my idol, it's hard not to think about it.

After thinking about it, Mingqiu still decided to refuse: "But my mother is also in the hospital, and Sister Lin has already arranged it for me—so, Mr. Lu, thank you for your kindness, but I still won't trouble you." ”

Lu Xinghe knew what he was worried about as soon as he heard it, and after thinking about it, he decided to confess, and explained the reason why he came here and his relationship with Li Zisheng in a few words.

Mingqiu dispelled some suspicions after hearing this, but he was still not at ease after all when he left his mother alone in the hospital. And he already owes Sister Lin a favor, if he agrees to Lu Xinghe, it will be another person owed, and he really can't help it.

Lu Xinghe really admired his talent and wanted to take the opportunity to help him rehabilitate and tap his potential in composition by the way, so he simply took a strong medicine: "You can take your mother over, or I will find the best doctor and nurse to take care of your mother." ”

The meaning of his words is that Mingqiu himself is still a patient, and even if he stays in the hospital, he can't take care of his mother personally, so what difference does it make if he goes to rehabilitate?

But out of respect for Mingqiu, Lu Xinghe didn't want to be a villain who exposed people's scars, and he didn't want to force this kid to do anything, so he handed over the choice to Mingqiu and decided for himself.

Mingqiu looked down at the manuscripts, from the earliest and most youthful to the most recent gradually maturing, he saw his own progress, and also saw another possibility.

People, you have to leave yourself a way back.

"What are you thinking, so distracted?" Lu Xinghe knocked on the door and came in, and found that Mingqiu's eyes were stupidly looking at the occasional white bird passing by outside the window.

Mingqiu saw that it was Lu Xinghe behind him, and subconsciously showed a shy smile, "I suddenly want to write something?" ”

Lu Xinghe said curiously: "Got inspiration?" "It's true that people tend to have more inspiration when they are at a low point, and rough circumstances are like a catalyst for inspiration.

Mingqiu's eyes were lowered, and his eyes were on the clean bleached quilt, "A little, but I can't write right now, so can I ask you?" ”

Lu Xinghe was a little surprised: "Me? "It's an expression of trust and goodwill towards him, isn't it?

"Absolutely."

Mingqiu raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were clean and bright, "Thank you." ”

"You don't need to be so polite to me." Under his eyes, Lu Xinghe's heart was filled with satisfaction, "Good, I'll go and get the notebook first." ”

Mingqiu's notebook remembers that it was all his inspiration, and it was also the beginning of Lu Xinghe's attraction to him.

Mingqiu's eyes are still placed outside the window, the blue sky outside the window is bright, the white bird flapped its wings from the window and swept into the distance, he seemed to put his eyes and his heart on the back of the bird, carrying him to see the sea and the sky, although his fingers could not move, but his heart was free.

As a recorder, Lu Xinghe seemed to feel the breeze blowing Buddha, and he was taken by Mingqiu to feel the vast world and the feeling of freedom.

"It's great." This was Lu Xinghe's only evaluation, and then he asked solemnly: "Can I send out the score, of course the signature is yours." ”

Mingqiu's eyes crooked, "Yes, this song is for you, didn't you say that you want to hire me, you can't live in your house but don't do things, is this okay?" ”

May I? The word in the back is simply superfluous, and Lu Xinghe stroked it on the top of his head with pity, "You can't just give the score to anyone in the future, you know?" ”

Mingqiu still felt very aggrieved: "I didn't give it to anyone casually, it doesn't count for you." ”

What's not counted?

Lu Xinghe didn't ask, as long as the answer to this kind of question is kept in his heart, it is a waste to say that it is clear.

That night, he posted another video on Weibo, which had been closed for a long time, which was a video of him playing Mingqiu's new song composed today.

[I felt that I had wings and wanted to go to the sky, so I begged someone to hold my legs. 】

[I can't hold it upstairs, I'll fly with you.] 】

[I really want to know who this Mingqiu is, my brother has cued him many times, but he doesn't even seem to have a Weibo? ] 】

[I want to know, but I'm because the songs written by this person are so good! ] 】