I came out of the bathroom and a beautiful piano music came to me. I looked up and saw a picture - in the tall living room of Li Bailing's house, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window was the exquisite white grand piano. Above the piano hangs an ornate crystal chandelier, and André sits in front of the piano playing the famous Schubert's serenade.

Listen to the charming music and watch Andre concentrate on playing the piano in a magnificent scene. Everything in front of me made me feel a little strange and even trance-like.

I love it, but it's the first time I've heard Andre play it.

I walked over and sat down beside him, and Andrei gave me a pleasant look and continued playing.

I don't know if it's because Li Bailing's piano is purer than my old piano, anyway, I think the piece Andre is playing at the moment is really good.

My heart was enchanted by this beautiful melody.

André finished playing and turned his head to look at me. I say:

- "Can you sing to me?" ”

André shrugged his shoulders and winked at me to resume the prelude. I heard his intoxicating voice again.

Schubert's Serenade is melodious, emotionally innocent, noble, and full of hope for life, and is the best of all serenades, and is known as his "swan song".

According to German folklore, when a swan is about to die, it sings its most beautiful song.

I listened to Andrey's original German lyrics, and thought of this famous song that has been sung by the world, and I don't know how many lovers have touched the hearts:

My singing voice walked through the night

Fly gently towards you

In this secluded grove

Love, I am waiting for you

The moon shines brightly on the earth

The treetops whispered

No one came to bother us

Don't worry, dear

You can hear the nightingale singing

He's pleading with you

He's going to sing with that sweet voice

Tell me about my love

He understands my expectations and the bitterness of love

The bitterness of love

With that silver bell-like voice

Touching a gentle heart

The singing voice will also move you

Come on honey

Listen to my song

Bring happiness and love

Happy love!

- "Honey! I finally heard someone sing this serenade to me, and I have no regrets in my life! "I said to Andrei.

- "Haven't you heard someone sing to you before?" Andrei asked me with a smile.

- "I've said it all, and you still ask, did you do it on purpose?" ”

I gave Andrei a blank look. Stretching out his hand and sliding it on the keys, he said:

- "However, André will tell you the truth, this serenade you sang is really moving. I think you're confident in your singing, did you often sing to others in the past? Has it conquered many people? I said

- "Linna, I've never serenaded anyone, not even anyone. I wonder if it can conquer people? However, I have not thought of conquering anyone with my singing, including you, dear! Andrei said.

- "Your voice is really lethal with this famous song, you better not waste your talent!" I laughed

- "My dear, you like my songs so much, it's not a waste of talent for me. ”

- "Do you still sing to others?" I couldn't help but ask Andrei.

- "I don't know who you're talking about, Lina. I sing for you just to express my inner feelings. When I sang to you, I didn't even care if I sang well or not, or even if I sang correctly. It feels like there's a melody in my heart, as if it's not vomiting and unhappy. Right! That's what it feels like – the song comes from the heart! I'm lucky, though, that you love listening to me sing so much. Baby, can you understand me? Andrei turned to me and asked

- "I understand the feeling, singing with joy, dancing with joy!" There is no purpose, just catharsis! Just like that time at the college evening we danced. I really just wanted to express my happiness at that time, it was a state of self-forgetfulness, it was really self-absorption! So I can't think about who's watching. I said.

- "I've always had a dream - to write a song for you!" A song about you, Linna, I want to write about how you make me feel...... It's a pity that I don't have enough talent, otherwise it would be a classic heirloom! ”

Andrei looked at me and said with an affectionate and solemn gaze.

Looking at Andre in front of me, I suddenly had an idea in my heart: I might write a novel in the future, about a Swiss boy I knew named Andrei, about me and him......