Chapter 192: His Dream
When the music stopped, Mo Qingchen pressed the strings with his hand, with a shallow smile on his face, his eyes flowing with inexplicable sparkle, and he said with a smile: "How did Ah Ran know about this song?" β
"I don't know."
Su Yunran shook his head, lowered his eyebrows, and seemed to be thinking seriously for a moment, Fang raised his head, raised his lips and smiled at Mo Qingchen, bright and fragrant, and his clear voice was warmer and softer than this daylight.
"When I heard you play this tune, I thought it should be like this, so I tried it."
"And."
Su Yunran tilted his head, and his clear eyes blinked, clear and pure.
"I think I've heard this song somewhere, I just can't remember where I've heard it."
"Really?"
Mo Qingchen raised his lips and chuckled, his deep voice was full of joy and pleasure, and his brows were slightly raised, "Perhaps, in a dream?" β
"In a dream?"
Su Yunran frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and finally nodded, "Maybe." β
"I always feel like I'm familiar with this piece."
At this time, Su Yunran seemed to have thought of something, leaned on the vines on the swing, and slowly asked, "Who composed this song?" β
"I don't know."
Mo Qingchen shook his head, like the depths of ink's deep eyes, a touch of confusion appeared, and his voice was low, with an ethereal and illusory meaning.
"I heard this song in a dream, and I don't know who wrote it."
Su Yun raised his eyes suddenly, his thin eyebrows furrowed slightly, tilted his head and asked, "In a dream?" β
"Yes."
Mo Qingchen nodded solemnly, his face was calm, with a strange seriousness, and his voice was powerful, and he responded: "In a dream." β
A dream that made him fall in this life.
A dream that he will never forget.
Once, he thought, was just an illusory dream.
Hearing this, Su Yun's clear eyes blinked, his slender fingers supported his chin, thought about it, and said, "That's what you did." β
Mo Qingchen shook his head, and his gentle gaze fell on Su Yunran, and in his seemingly casual words, there was a strange seriousness.
"You and I made it together."
Su Yunran raised his head, a faint look of doubt appeared on his face, "Me and you?" β
"Yes."
Mo Qingchen nodded, his slender fingertips gently caressing the condensed strings, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Didn't you play it with me?" β
"And you just said that maybe you heard this song in your dreams."
Speaking of this, Mo Qingchen raised his lips, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and his voice was pleasant, "Perhaps, we heard it in the same dream?" β
"The same dream?"
Su Yunran's thick eyelashes trembled, and the green silk hung down on her chest obediently, soft and proper.
"Perhaps."
Shaking his feet casually, Su Yunran raised his head slightly, looking at the broken and falling sunlight between the branches and leaves on the top of the tree, and the smile on his face was slightly retracted.
"Qingchen."
After a moment of silence, Su Yunran spoke calmly.
"Ah Ran?"
Mo Qingchen straightened his sleeves, came to Su Yunran's side, and gently placed his slender hand on Su Yunran's heart.
Su Yunran raised his head slightly, and said with a smile: "You can push me." β
"Okay."
Mo Qingchen leaned over slightly, his big hand with distinct bones was placed on Su Yunran's thin back, and he pushed it lightly with a slight force.
The sunlight shone down, reflecting Su Yunran's delicate face more brightly, warm and harmonious, blurring the distance between the two, and slowly outlining a picture of the quiet years.
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Invitation Moon Buildingββββββ
Su Yunhua sat at the table, with several stacks of ledgers piled up in front of him, his expression was serious, the brush in his hand was writing something from time to time, and the room was silent, except for the "rustle" sound of rubbing between the papers.
At this time, the door was opened, and Xie Ningshui walked in a blue skirt, gentle as water, and exquisite.
"Second sister-in-law."
Seeing the visitor, Su Yunhua immediately put down the pen in his hand, stood up to meet him, and smiled on his face.
"Small paintings."
Xie Ning had a gentle smile on his face, came to the table and sat down, looking at the many account books on the table, he couldn't help frowning, "Little painting, these can actually be seen by Uncle Jun, you are still young, you don't have to work so hard." β
Su Yunhua smiled slightly, shook his head, and said softly: "Second sister-in-law, Xiaohua is not tired. β
Xie Ningshui's face condensed slightly, carefully looked at Su Yunhua's expression, and his thin eyebrows wrinkled, as if he was groaning a little, as if he wanted to say something.
Seeing this, Su Yunhua couldn't help but chuckle, looking at Xie Ningshui's eyes full of understanding, "Second sister-in-law, if you want to say anything, just say it." β
Xie Ningshui was stunned slightly, a helpless smile appeared on his face, his gentle eyes fell on Su Yunhua's calm face, carefully observed her complexion, and said cautiously: "King Jing left today to return to South Vietnam." You Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"
Xie Ningshui paused, his eyes were always fixed on Su Yunhua, and he said quietly: "Aren't you going to send him?" β
Su Yun's expression on the picture froze, but she regained her calm in an instant, she supported her chin with her hand, and said with a smile: "Second sister-in-law, Xiaohua still has a lot of things to do, so I won't go." β
"Really?"
Xie Ningshui frowned slightly, and his green jade fingers brushed the ledger in front of Su Yun's picture, thoughtfully: "Xiaohua, if you don't go, it will be a long time before you see him." β
Su Yunhua's expression was slightly moved, and he slowly lowered his eyebrows, his slender fingers resting on the yellowed pages, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint arc.
"Second sister-in-law."
After being silent for a long time, Su Yunhua slowly spoke, with a little tranquility and tranquility, "Xiaohua is fine, second sister-in-law don't worry." β
Xie Ning was stunned, squinted slightly, and his soft gaze flowed between Su Yunhua's elegant and heroic eyebrows, and he smiled helplessly, "Xiaohua, no matter what happens, you still have us." β
Su Yunhua slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of fine crystals, and he responded obediently: "Xiaohua understands." β
Xie Ningshui nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand and gently brushed the broken hair on the side of his ear behind his ear, and the clear earrings were shiny.
"Today, where did Xiao Ran go?"
Xie Ningshui flipped through the account book, as if he remembered something, his gentle brows furrowed slightly, and he asked.
Hearing this, Su Yun painted the brush in his hand for a moment, frowned, thought about it, and said in a deep voice: "I haven't seen Xiao Dye since the morning." β
Xie Ningshui raised his head, looked away from the ledger, and frowned: "You won't go out alone again." β
"This girl always goes out alone, it's too dangerous."
Su Yunhua shook his head, and shook his head helplessly: "It shouldn't be, Ling Yanzhai sent someone to talk this morning, saying that Yan Gongzi invited Xiao Ran to see the newly made jewelry." β
"Youyan Gongzi followed, Xiao Ran should be fine."
Xie Ningshui's face was a little better, he continued to bow his head, looked at the account book in his hand seriously, and said with a smile: "That's good." β
At this time, Su Yunhua chuckled, and there was brightness between his eyebrows and eyes, "The third brother will be unhappy." β
"You say Yunshu?"
Xie Ningshui tuckled his sleeves slightly, hid his face and chuckled, and nodded, "Yunshu is too guarded against Yan Gongzi." β