Yan Xinyi's car was repaired, and she and Xu Dongdong transferred to the bus three times together, and it took about 15 minutes to walk to get there. Autumn passed unconsciously, and in a blink of an eye, Guancheng had entered early winter, they walked along the sidewalk by the lake, the cold wind howled, and there were few pedestrians, Xu Dongdong held Yan Xinyi's arm, and the two huddled together to drive away the chill on each other's bodies.

Arriving outside the gate of the music studio villa, a female staff member came to open the door. Walking into the hall on the first floor, the entire wall is covered with floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and the lake scenery is beautiful. "It's a place like this, it's so suitable for musicians to create.

"Every day, I get a steady stream of inspiration from the infinite scenery." ”

"This is indeed a treasure trove of feng shui." The staff led Yan Xinyi and Xu Dongdong to the third floor, and the recording engineer was already waiting at the staircase. The recording engineer is named Shi Lei, a man in his 40s, with long hair and beard, and quite a literary style. Shi Lei told them that Zheng Duoer had arrived, and the nurse accompanied her in the rest area, first let her rest and adapt to the environment, adjust her mood before entering the recording studio. Xu Dongdong had already informed Shi Lei of Zheng Duoer's situation in advance, Shi Lei did not discriminate against and exclude Zheng Duoer because of this, he sincerely welcomed her, and made thoughtful considerations and arrangements for her.

Shi Lei took Yan Xinyi and Xu Dongdong to visit the third floor is a newly built very high-end recording studio, including 3 recording studios and a control room. Adopt strict acoustic design and uninterrupted ventilation system. First-class recording equipment, equipped with the world's major brands of recording microphones and peripheral equipment. There is also a fast-paced, dynamic and stylish rest area, which provides a space for singers to relax and fully experience the high-grade enjoyment brought by top-notch productions. Shi Lei praised Yan Xinyi and Zheng Duoer's lyrics and songs, he said that it was because he liked this work that he agreed to record for them for free, otherwise some people would pay him to record, and he would not be happy. Yan Xinyi was overjoyed to be appreciated by professionals, and Xu Dongdong was also happy for them, saying that there was great hope for winning the award.

Zheng Duoer entered the recording studio accompanied by a nurse, this was the first time she entered the recording studio after her illness, the too quiet atmosphere gave people a feeling of oppression, her palms were slightly sweaty, and her heartbeat was not very irregular. Shi Lei saw her nervousness, and first gave her a brief introduction to the equipment here and his work experience. "I've put together a large library of sounds that I use a lot at work, and I often carry gear that I can record without much planning, as long as the sound sounds interesting, I can record it in any free time." His voice was unusually gentle, "In the accompaniment music of your song, I added my own recording, the different sounds of drizzling on the ground, falling on the leaves, and the playing of the instrument, to achieve the lingering state that I wanted, permeating the air." ”

Zheng Duoer looked at him fixedly, her eyes were confused, as if she understood or not. She was thin and pale, but there was a weak beauty in the reflection of the light.

An encouraging smile appeared on the corner of Shi Lei's mouth, "So you have to show your best singing state to be worthy of my trouble, I am very confident in you!" ”

Zheng Duoer's eyes seemed to have a fire lit, and a bright color appeared, she nodded emphatically, her confidence and enthusiasm were stimulated, and her mood was no longer nervous and depressed. After Shi Lei and Zheng Duoer communicated in the early stage of the recording, he took the nurse to the control room and left the space for Zheng Duoer alone. Zheng Duoer put on closed headphones and began to record.

This is an ancient song, and Yan Xinyi named it "Acacia Endless".

The bamboo flute plays the Jiangnan minor tune, which is perfectly integrated with various sound effects, like the murmur of swallows, but also moist and ethereal, like the fine rain in the early spring of the south of the Yangtze River, sweeping away the hustle and bustle of the world.

Zheng Duoer's heartstrings were suddenly plucked, and then she heard the mellow and mellow sound of the flute, low and mellow, whimpering, like crying. Her lips opened lightly, and her singing voice was like the rain, soaked with a melancholy like smoke, and penetrated into the listener's heart:

Thousands of years ago, I looked back outside the Acacia Gate.

Knowing that lovesickness is bitter, there is no regret in the depths.

Thin face in rhombic glasses,

Moths wrap around the candles, and blood and tears water the red bean tree.

A thousand years later, I am waiting under the acacia tree.

Lovesickness is endless, and reading the bitterness of parting.

The screen window sighs in the wind and rain,

The beans are made into dust, and the spring breeze prompts the branches.

Zheng Duoer's singing voice is soft and graceful, and the melody turns back and forth, flowing out of a poetic artistic conception. The long guzheng playing like flowing water pushed the whole song to the climax, just like the "wind suddenly rising, blowing a pool of spring water".

A thousand-year-old tree, the years are withered.

Even though the clouds and temples are dyed with frost, there is no road in Pengshan.

Ask the blue bird to take the red beans and turn them into cinnabar in your heart.

Look at the new sprouts and spit leaves, and the double swallows return to the nest.

Southern red beans, let you pick them.

Acacia lives up, delicate as ever.

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingered, and the air in the recording studio seemed to be slightly damp, as if floating in the mist of the south of the Yangtze River, filled with a faint sadness.

Yan Xinyi and Xu Dongdong were also listening in the control room, Yan Xinyi was intoxicated by the artistic conception of the song and couldn't calm down for a long time. Suddenly, she heard applause behind her, and turned back in surprise, there were Zhong Kenan and Zhong Xin standing behind her, they didn't know when they quietly entered the control room, she didn't even notice it. And Shi Lei is no longer in the control room.

Zhong Xin gave Yan Xinyi two thumbs up.

Zhong Kenan looked at Yan Xinyi for a moment, his eyes were dark and deep, and his chest was rising and falling slightly. There was a deep emotion that spilled out of his eyes and spread all over his face. Listening to that song, he remembered the conversation with Yan Xinyi under the red bean tree in Wushan Village:

"Do you know the poem, 'Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring.'" May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely'"......

"There is also Liu Dabai's "Who Puts It" by the Republic of China, which is also very meaningful. Who planted the lovesickness in the heart and planted it into red beans? Wait for me to grind the beans into dust, see if there is still acacia? Who twisted the bright moon in the sky like a hook? Wait for me to make a mirror and see if we can be reunited forever? ”

The two sentences in the lyrics she wrote, "Grinding beans for dust, the spring breeze prompts Lian Li Zhi", and "Southern red beans, let you pick them", are clearly from those two poems.

Emotion also permeated his heart, filling every pore of his life.

"Why are you here?" Yan Xinyi ran to Zhong Kenan, they hadn't seen each other for more than half a month, they just took the time to talk on the phone or send WeChat, she knew that the project signed by Zhong Kenan and Luo Yili had entered the final stage, and she just received his message at noon today, and there should be no problem with completing it on schedule, so she can breathe a sigh of relief. didn't expect him to appear in front of her like this without warning, it was a big surprise. And she saw that he was really moved, and her eyes were a little moist.

"Shi Lei is my friend with Ke Nan." Zhong Xin walked up to Yan Xinyi and smiled, "We've been talking about coming to visit his new recording studio, and today I just happened to hear that you were coming here, so hurry up and tell Ke Nan the news, you two haven't had time to meet for a long time." ”

Zhong Xin obviously already knew about their intimate relationship, Yan Xinyi was a little embarrassed, the corner of his eyes quietly swept towards Zhong Kenan, he was still smiling, and before he could speak, Xu Dongdong had already rolled over like a gust of wind, "Little two? When did you get better? You didn't even tell me, it's so boring! ”

Zhong Kenan's dark and deep eyes glowed, and he put his arm around Yan Xinyi's waist, "I'll officially tell you now, we've been together for a long time." ”

"Aren't you an unmarried, have you changed your mind, or are you planning to only fall in love with Xin Yi and not marry her?" Xu Dongdong's heart is straightforward.

"I'll marry Xinyi, and I'll invite you to a wedding drink." Zhong Kenan made a loud noise.

Yan Xinyi's gaze made contact with him, and in this moment, like the intersection of electric light and electric light, both of them shook in their hearts, as if no one else existed, they only saw each other, and saw each other's burning and tormenting, but they loved each other's hearts......

"Wow-" Xu Dongdong's shout alarmed them, "Xinyi, you're so good, saving an unmarried." ”

Yan Xinyi and Zhong Kenan stared at each other and laughed at the same time. Her smile was so lovely and moving, and his heart was immediately like a sail full of wind, and the tiredness and fatigue of the past few days were swept away, full of vitality and momentum.

"Great God, you are too uninteresting, and you kidnapped Xin Yi away silently. I am also your witness, and you are to invite me to a great meal. Xu Dongdong asked again, "Just tonight, you have dinner." ”

"No problem." Zhong Kenan readily agreed, "There is a good restaurant nearby, let's go together." ”

At this time, Shi Lei pushed the door and came in, saying that Zheng Duoer was in the lounge, and asked Yan Xinyi to come over, and he had something to say to her alone.

Yan Xinyi's heart was beating with a drum, could it be that Duo'er remembered something? She sped away.

Zheng Duoer was alone in the lounge, and the nurse was waiting outside the door, especially telling Yan Xinyi that Zheng Duoer was a little emotional, don't stimulate her.

Yan Xinyi walked into the lounge, and Duo'er stood in front of the window, with her back to her. The wide sweater and jeans were worn on her body, and she looked more and more thin, "thinner than yellow flowers".

"Doer." Yan Xinyi shouted softly.

Zheng Duoer turned around, and Yan Xinyi saw that her eyes were full of tears.

"Sister Xinyi." Zheng Duo'er was in a trance, "What you wrote is the acacia tree in Wushan Village, right?" ”

Yan Xinyi nodded, Duo'er's pale, thin and haggard face made her heart ache, how young, beautiful and energetic she used to be, and her eyes were always bright.

"Have you been to Kiriyama Village?" Zheng Duoer asked again.