The two walked into the hall door together, and Ah Jiu immediately chased him worriedly, "Sir?!"
"I'm going to take medicine. Please bring me the flute," Leng Zimo said.
"Okay!" Ah Jiu frowned at him and hurried upstairs.
Leng Zimo walked into the kitchen, took out the pills in the refrigerator, swallowed one, and washed his face with cold water. Ah Jiu had already fetched his flute from upstairs.
"You...are you okay?" Looking at his pale face, Ah Jiu was still a little worried.
Leng Zimo turned around and took the flute from his hand, "It doesn't matter."
The two people walked out of the hall again and came to the grass. When they saw him coming, everyone calmed down and looked at him. Even the two little guys looked at the flute in his hand curiously.
Leng Zimo lowered himself and sat down next to Luo Xiaoqian. Xu Xia took the guitar and gave it to Luo Xiaoqian.
Holding the guitar, Luo Xiaoqian looked sideways at Leng Zimo, who was also looking at her.
Their eyes met, knowing that the other person was ready, Luo Xiaoqian immediately sang a cappella.
"That night, when I first saw you under the moonlight, the phoenix between your eyebrows was like a flame, which shocked my eyes."
When she reached the end of the song, she gently flicked the pick in her hand, and a string of light string notes flowed out from her fingers.
Leng Zimo sat aside, his face turned sideways, looking at her very intently. He hadn't heard her sing for a long time. Looking at her playing the piano, his thoughts seemed to fly back to five years ago.
I couldn't help but flash back to scenes of getting to know her.
His heartache seemed to lighten a lot.
In the middle part of the scene, Luo Xiaoqian stretched out her fingers to press the strings, and Leng Zimo's flute sounded. "Dian Jian Lip" is an ancient style piece, and the previous flute section is a very highlight of it.
Then, the guitar followed, not with chords, but with a series of vibrato SOLOs, which complemented and intertwined with the flute sounds.
Looking sideways, looking at Leng Zimo, Luo Xiaoqian sang again.
"How many times have I looked into each other's eyes, and the tenderness in your eyes is full of tenderness.
Kissing each other, fingers clasped together, the sharp blade became soft around the fingers.
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Until the end, the guitar stopped, leaving only the sound of his flute and her voice.
One is high, one is low, one is hard and one is soft.
"Two people, facing each other, side by side, the end of the world!"
The orchestration of a piece that was originally quite complex, but the two of them only used flutes and guitars, still performed it perfectly. Especially in the latter part, the coordination between the singing and the flute sounds was perfect.
After the song, everyone applauded, but Luo Xiaoqian just turned her face sideways and looked at Leng Zimo beside her with a smile.
Looking at her bright black eyes and reading the love in them, Leng Zimo raised his lips and smiled softly, but his heart was full of bitterness.
Raising his palm, he put down the flute and took her into his arms.
Opposite, Shen Yizhou and Tong Ya looked at him, both frowning.
Jiao Yang shook the beer can, lowered his face, and smiled slightly.
"It's perfect. This time, the cooperation is even better than when Leng Zimo proposed to Xiao Qian five years ago. If this version is shown, it will definitely shock everyone!" Xu Xia pinched her beer can,
"Come on, come on, such a perfect performance, you must have a drink!"
"Yes, cheers!"
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Others didn't know the twists and turns, so they also held up the cup together.
Beer, red wine, white wine, juice... come together.
After clinking glasses, Shen Yizhou gently touched Tong Ya's arm beside him.
