Night envelops the entire bustling city.

The streets are bustling with traffic, and the neon lights are brilliant in the night.

Lu Zhou sat in Ye Fangfei's car and went to Qin Yi's home.

Silence permeates the entire carriage.

Maybe it's because of the conversation before getting into the car, the atmosphere between the two is no longer as comfortable as when they first met.

Ye Fangfei sat on the left seat, her head resting lightly against the window, her eyes fell on the scenery dangling outside the window, maybe thinking about some philosophy of life.

Lu Zhou guessed.

He didn't bother her, staring at the traffic directly ahead, always silent.

I don't know how long this state lasted, but a short ringtone of the cell phone interrupted the dreary atmosphere in the car.

Ye Fangfei came back to her senses, she picked up her phone and glanced at it, a new message came in, she didn't pay attention to it, and turned off the screen again.

Probably thinking that the atmosphere in the car was strange, she asked the driver to play music.

I don't know what's going on with the driver's playlist, but the first song that comes out of the music is "Summer".

Ye Fangfei was slightly stunned, and Lu Zhou's gaze slowly moved to the car stereo.

The familiar music that they once interacted with made the two people in the car rediscover the natural topic.

On a whim, Ye Fangfei sang this song to Lu Zhou in person, and asked him if he had improved a lot compared to the last time.

"Nope." Lu Zhou replied sincerely, "I had a better grasp of my emotions last time, but this time, I ...... I can't even hear the throbbing in your singing. ”

Ye Fangfei let out a low "oh", and at this moment, she suddenly had the idea of giving up challenging emotions.

If you can't sing well, you can't sing well.

She hated the feeling.

It's just a waste of time and energy.

She tilted her head slightly, looked out the window again, and fell into a brief silence.

Lu Zhou quietly looked at her side face for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Do you know why you can't sing now?" ”

Ye Fangfei slowly turned her head when she heard the sound and met his gaze.

"Music is subjectively lyrical." Lu Zhou chuckled at her and said.

"If you're now piling up disappointment in the feelings you're trying to grasp, and the intensity of that emotion isn't small. If you want to substitute the emotion of this song through brain fantasies, the feelings brought by that fantasy must hedge your current emotions, otherwise the taste of this song singing cannot be the feeling you want. ”

"You can't hedge right now, so when you just sang, I heard the reluctance, the complex and struggling emotions hidden behind the technique."

Lu Zhou's voice sounded in the car, neither high nor low, and he said slowly.

After listening to his words, Ye Fangfei was silent for several seconds.

The last sentence, to the ears of musicians, is harsh.

But he, not wrong, is this tangled feeling in her heart now.

Obviously, the person concerned is in front of her, but when she sings this song, she needs to try to imagine the happy times they used to be together, to find the throbbing, joy, and refreshing feeling of the breeze blowing on her face.

This gave her a powerful sense of separation, and the point was that the feelings that were forcibly recalled through the brain could no longer hedge the emotions in her heart at the moment.

Hey, I have to say that sometimes, he really understands what she is hiding in his heart, and he can hit the nail on the head many times.

But is he the only one who understands her? Or do you understand a lot of people?

When this thought comes to mind, it feels very subtle.

Ye Fangfei wanted to sigh inexplicably, but she didn't, she only nodded towards Lu Zhou and said, "Indeed." ”

She didn't deny that she wasn't in a good mood at the moment.

"Have you ever seriously thought about why you can't sing love songs well?"

Lu Zhou's voice came again, making Ye Fangfei stunned for a moment.

Ever thought about it?

Thought about.

Why?

Ye Fangfei's red lips pursed lightly, and the slender thin fingers holding the mobile phone subconsciously rubbed the power button back and forth twice.

The light in the car was not good, but Lu Zhou's dark eyes stared at her without blinking, and did not let go of the emotions that flashed in her eyes.

The music echoed through the carriage, muffling the silence that permeated the two men.

After a while, Ye Fangfei smiled lightly.

"I've thought about it, but I can't find the answer, so I think it's probably a lack of genes."

"When God opens a door for you, he will also close a window for you."

She turned her head away from him, her eyes falling straight ahead, her voice accompanied by music.

She lied.

She is still very good at this lie.

She had avoided all kinds of temptations and inquiries from psychiatrists, and now she thought it would be easy to deceive a man who had only known her for a long time.

At the moment, she wanted to end the topic.

I don't want to talk anymore.

So she turned her head and told him with a cold and hard side face line that it was time to change the subject.

However, some of the things she thought were just what she thought.

"Feelings and emotions, the essence of music is to express these things."

"If you can become a musician, then this person, he is sensitive to feelings and emotions, and his empathy must be strong."

Lu Zhou's gaze still never took off her face, and he didn't intend to change the topic.

"A musician who is numb in feelings and emotions, then his music must have no spirituality and beauty."

"If you can stand at today's height in the field of music, if you can resonate with other emotions, and if you can sing other emotions and emotions so well, then you will definitely be able to sing love well."

"God doesn't actually close your empathy for love, this window is just forcibly closed by yourself."

His voice was like a thorn, piercing her eardrums over and over again.

Ye Fangfei's hand holding the mobile phone unconsciously retracted hard, and her eyes were glowing with moist starlight, flickering against the afterglow of the neon lights on the side of the road.

She secretly took a deep breath before turning her head to look at Lu Zhou.

In the faint light, her eyes flashed with surprise that she was trying to suppress, and she stared at him, trying to get into his eyes, to pull out his inner thoughts, to see his true nature.

"Who the hell are you?"

When she spoke, there was an imperceptible hoarseness in her voice.

This sudden question almost didn't break Lu Zhou's defense.

There was a slight sourness in his nose, and at this moment, he had the urge to hug her fiercely.

Who am I?

I am the one who has come to you across the river of time.

Lu Zhou said silently in his heart.

He smiled softly and held out his right hand at her in a feigned manner.

"Hello, I'm Lu Zhou, a man who has been hiding in the shadows for many years and trying to understand music."

He tried to dissolve the atmosphere in the car in a joking way.

Ye Fangfei didn't answer his jokes this time.

She stared at him earnestly, unblinking.

Lu Zhou finally withdrew his hand, and also put on a joking expression.

"What I just said was just a personal guess based on my understanding of music, and I'm sorry if I offended you."

"When I said that, I was actually trying to convey a self-righteous idea of my own. I would like to say that since you have resolutely chosen to close that window, there must be your own reasons for having no choice. ”

"If it doesn't feel good to you to turn it on, you might as well just keep it off."

He said in a deep voice.

Tears suddenly appeared in Ye Fangfei's eyes.

She didn't want him to discover this emotion, so she turned her head abruptly and looked out the car window.

"Thank you for your advice." She whispered back.

You're the first person in the world who makes me not want to open that window, then don't open it.

You're also the first man in the world who made me feel the urge to open that window.

Ye Fangfei said secretly in her heart.

A glittering tear slowly slid down her left cheek.

She kind of wanted to ask him: Is the real reason why you didn't get out of the car to confess that day because you saw this unknown side of my heart?

But in the end, she didn't ask.

At this moment, the car fell silent again.

She turned her head to look out the window, and he turned to look at her.

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