He looked at her, browning and smiling.

The fireworks fell, leaving only a faint fluorescence.

Xiang Xiuhan retracted his gaze and lowered his head to play.

The light, full and melodious sound of the piano sounded.

Listening to the familiar melody, Mu Xin's pupils widened suddenly, it was an unbelievable surprise.

Xiang Xiuhan played, raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Xin gently, raised his lips and smiled lightly.

"I can't forget the first time I saw you."

"A pair of misty eyes."

"In my head."

"Your figure can't be dispersed."

"Hold your hands and feel your tenderness."

"It's a bit breathless."

"You are true, I want to cherish."

"I'm sad to see you wronged."

“WO…… I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you myself. ”

"Don't let yourself get too close."

"I'm afraid I won't have anything to give you."

"It also takes a lot of courage to love you."

……

A song of Geng Chengqing's "Love is a Last Resort"

Playing it from his fingertips, singing it out of his mouth, it's so heartwarming.

By the end, she couldn't hear the song, couldn't see anything else, her eyes were him in a white shirt, and he was singing love songs.

The familiar melody, his singing, and the affection of his eyes all made Mu Xin's eyes red.

He is giving her a dream, the beautiful love dream she once fantasized.

After singing a song, he slowly walked up to her and looked down at her tearful eyes, tears rolling down the corners of her eyes.

"Fool, what are you crying about?"

His slightly calloused fingers gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, full of pity.

Mu Xin sniffed, looked up at the handsome Xiang Xiuhan, and then threw himself into his arms, his face pressed against his heart, "Mr. Xiang, you are so good, what can I do." ”

Xiang Xiuhan hugged her lightly, "Such a good Mr. Xiang, it's yours." ”

Mu Xin looked up at him, "Mr. Xiang, how many pieces is this?" ”

This is one of the hundred things she wrote in her diary that she wanted to do with the man she loved.

And before he realized his dream, she was about to forget.

Xiang Xiuhan looked down at her and whispered: "No. 77: Vacation by the sea, fireworks bloom at night, he is wearing a white shirt, playing the piano, and singing "Love is a Last Resort". ”

He remembers it well.

Even the first few pieces are remembered so clearly.

This made Mu Xin hold his face directly, stand on tiptoe, and kiss his head.

The two hugged and kissed.

At this time, the gorgeous fireworks are lit again, round and round, beautiful and romantic.

It's beautiful and romantic.

Suddenly, I heard Xiang Xiuyan's voice, "Hot, burn me." ”

Xiang Xiuhan: "......"

Ai Tiantian hammered Xiang Xiuyan's head, "What are you shouting, such a beautiful and romantic atmosphere has been ruined." ”

Xiang Xiuyan hugged his head and hid to the side, "These fireworks were thrown out by me with my hands, and I didn't have to wear a hat, they must be hot." ”

Mu Xin looked up, there were still remnants on the ground, it was a kind of hand-shaking fireworks, very long, but it had the effect just now, which was particularly beautiful and romantic.

However, it should be quite hot.

It's a little hard for him.

"It's time for Yan Yan to get some pocket money." Mu Xin snuggled in Xiang Xiuhan's arms.

Xiang Xiuhan smiled and nodded, "Okay, I won't deduct his pocket money this year." ”

Xiang Xiuyan, who was still shalting, immediately cheered when he heard this, "Long live sister-in-law, long live Xiang Mu." ”

A year's pocket money, rounded up is 100 million!

Now he is not the poorest second ancestor.