Drive straight to Duanmufei's place. At this moment, Jun Yue, although tired, his eyes were burning, and there were 100,000 question marks in his heart waiting to be verified.

It was 6:30 in the morning, and he didn't want to disturb her dreams, but the anxiety in his heart really couldn't wait for a moment. So I dialed her number.

Duanmufei, who was sleeping in a daze, touched the mobile phone next to his pillow and muttered, "Hey, who's it?" ”

Jun Yue felt that his heart was beating so hard that his voice trembled slightly. "Phil...... Senior sister, it's me, I'm downstairs with you, is it convenient to come down? ”

Duanmu Fei sat up from the bed smartly, senior brother? How could he be downstairs? What time is it now? She picked up her phone, rubbed her eyes, and set the time. So early? Could it be? "Senior brother, what happened? I...... I moved, where are you? ”

Jun Yue was stunned, she didn't tell him when she moved, this was blameless. I didn't figure out the situation, just like back then? Life, really special is a joke with a capital letter. He asked for the address and drove again.

Duanmufei was afraid that his senior brother would wait for a long time, so he got dressed, grabbed his hair, and waited under the magnolia tree at the entrance of the community. In late March, the magnolia flowers are in full bloom, and the large and large white, pink, and purple flowers are extremely beautiful. When Jun Yue arrived, he saw such a scene where people were more delicate than flowers.

He approached her, standing an inch away, his gaze meeting her clear eyes. Duanmu Fei was in a mess, subconsciously took half a step back, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, morning." ”

Jun Yue took out a document bag, and on the paper was the 14 songs after the restoration. His words are strong and powerful, and they have a rhyme. "Take a look."

Duanmufei took it, turning the pages one by one, her face turned from fair to flushed, and finally to pale. She remembered, the dream that had the meaning of fate, and the words she had written in a half-asleep state. "How... How could it be with you? ”

Jun Yue didn't answer her, but just asked, "Did you write it?" ”

Duanmufei tucked a handful of hair behind her ear and thought about how to phrase it. In front of her senior brother, her wit and IQ plummeted, and she simply told the truth: "It's funny, I had a dream, and I dreamed without a trace, leaving this pile of indistinguishable words." I had forgotten all about it, but when I saw it, I remembered it. ”

Junyue wanted to laugh a little, but it was more sad. The smile is her frankness and honesty, and it hurts these heart-wrenching realizations. "Five years ago, on the night of May 25, what were you doing?"

Duanmufei raised her head suddenly, her nails digging hard into her palms, it was a night that she would never forget. "Who remembers it so long?" She said lightly, as if she didn't care. But her eyes betrayed her.

"Do you really remember?"

"I'm studying on my own."

"Which classroom do you remember?"

"West Side 318."

Jun Yue raised his head to keep himself calm, and every time she said an answer, he felt a little more sinking. "Starry Sky is one of my favorite songs, do you like it? How did you come up with such wonderful words? Until now, he wasn't sure, but he asked.

Duanmufei's tears could no longer be stopped. She didn't understand why he would ask these old questions a few years later, it was too late, and what I missed was more than five years of youth.

"Why don't you answer me?" Jun Yue grabbed her shoulders and searched for answers.

"How many nights I fell asleep listening to "Starry Night", I don't remember it myself. It felt weird, like our blood was connected, and it was a word I wrote, and I never thought it would be composed into a tune and sung so beautifully. Duanmufei's voice was like a cuckoo crying blood, hitting Jun Yue's heart word by word.

Jun Yue's hand let go and hung down. I could have guessed the answer, but it was still a huge shock to hear it with my own ears. He always thought it was written by Xu Tingzhen, and was glad that there was someone who really understood him, why was this so? Duanmufei turned her face away, Jun Yue looked at her side face, and there were many similarities with Xu Tingzhen's side face. No wonder every time I see her, I feel familiar and intimate. It turns out that everything has its own certainty.

At that moment, Jun Yue wanted to give her a long-lost hug and warm her cold heart. But can he? To miss is to miss, to lose eternity. Now each other's identities, such an embarrassing position, do you still hope for any results?

Jun Yue restrained his emotions and said calmly: "I like these fourteen words very much, can I compose music and sing it?" After all, the copyright belongs to you, and I will sign your name in the lyrics column. ”

Duanmu Fei rubbed her red eyes and nodded. "You restored them, and in a way, you were also a lyricist."

"I had the idea to include these 14 songs on an album, I mean, if there is an album in the future, and the album will be called '14 lines of love and pain'. Do you think it's okay? Junyue said.

"Okay."

Jun Yue rubbed his hands, looked at the sky, and said, "I... Time to go. You, all right. He turned around and strode away, the tears that had been hidden for a long time finally popped out. The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.

Duanmu Fei looked at him and stretched out his hand and waved. Just like the lyrics of "Empty", the five fingers are two short and three long, and they are broken. You're gone, my heart is empty.

What life gives us is more pain than happiness. The way to forget the pain, Duanmufei's most habitual thing is - busy. Tianyao's press conference is just around the corner, and he promised to write an article to Luo Yingdi's father to plan it too.

"Once upon a time, we lost ourselves. We insist that the foreign moon is relatively round, we always want to drift across the ocean and never return, we blindly import and copy, the same industrialization, assembly line, and the culture left by the sages is abandoned. 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, with the re-emergence of a powerful nation, the world entered the Chinese time. The opinion leaders and cultural pioneers represented by Luo Dao have gradually explored a unique way of expression with oriental aesthetics. On the way to becoming a true master, we will follow the world standard and establish our own aesthetic language. With his own efforts, he will push oriental aesthetics to a new height. Since then, there has always been a seat for oriental legends at film festivals in Hollywood, Cannes, Berlin, and Tokyo. From Oriental aesthetic films to Oriental aesthetic architecture, the pioneers of the times reached a consensus under the gray walls of Lao Yanzhou. A habitat coordinate carrying epoch-making significance was born. ”

This article is reasonable, modest, and well-founded, and the disadvantages of the acupuncture era are the voice of the master. And the writing is flying, and the pen is like a god, which can be described as not amazing. When I sent it to actor Luo Yi, I quickly got a reply. Director Luo almost drafted it, and only changed a few wordings. This article is expected to be sent out after the Celestial press conference. In terms of public opinion guidance, the project was once again pushed to a high point. Take a look at the latest chapter of "Advertising Witch Record Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.