Seeing her looking up at him, Su Mu suppressed the emotion in his eyes, just smiled faintly at her and said: "How do you write these lyrics??"
"Well, that's good!" Su Xiaoli nodded vigorously and opened his red mouth slightly, but he didn't know what to say.
"Want to listen to the music??" Su Mu reached out and took back the white paper in her hand, asking in a low voice.
"Okay." Su Xiaoli obediently sat down on the big bed behind him, looking straight at him.
Su Mu held the white paper in his hand, turned around and walked to the window of the room.
The sky outside has completely darkened, and the brightly lit high-rise buildings and the winding lights on the road are like stars falling to the ground, adding an enchanting beauty to the night view of the city.
He just stood in front of the window, with his back to the window, reflecting the colorful and flowery lights outside the window, and softly hummed the prelude.
The bangs in front of his forehead hung slightly, and the ends of his hair slightly blocked his eyes. The profile of his face was very beautiful, and the straight bridge of his nose drew a perfect arc in the air.
The tune of this song is neither particularly cheerful nor particularly sad. It is like a bedtime story in the dark. It is told slowly and slowly, but it invades your heart silently.
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Su Xiaoli sat on the big bed, looking at him with lowered eyebrows and eyes, humming a song with concentration on his face, he didn't know why his heart felt warm.
This is the person she likes, the person she likes the most in her life. Even if her feelings for him now are treated like a child, it doesn't matter. One day, she will grow up. One day, she will grow up.
, she will prove to him that she has always liked him very seriously.
When Su Mu finished humming the song, he raised his head and looked at Su Xiaoli, he saw almost invisible tears shining faintly in her big black and white eyes.
"What's wrong??" Su Mu was startled for a moment, straightened up, walked up to Su Xiaoli with long legs, reached out and touched her head and said, "What's your expression?"
"It's nothing, it's just that my brother sang so beautifully!" Su Xiaoli couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, laughed happily and said, "I feel like I was touched."
"Silly." Su Mu looked at her and couldn't help but laugh: "This is just a rough tune. We will discuss with the arranger later on what kind of musical instrument is more suitable for accompaniment.
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"Use the violin!" Su Xiaoli raised his head, looked at him expectantly and said, "The sadness of the secret love period in the previous paragraph is perfectly suitable to be expressed by the music of the violin."
"Hmm..." Su Mu pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "I also have this intention, but the final effect still needs to be tried on a few more instruments to decide."
"Yeah!" Su Xiaoli always supported his brother's decision.
Su Mu smiled and stretched out his hand to touch her head and said: "Then call Lin Jiu to come over and have a look later. If possible, let him find someone to make it."
"Okay." Su Xiaoli tilted her head and thought for a moment. After remembering what Lin Jiu had just said to her, she suddenly reached out and tugged her brother's arm and said: "Brother, come here, I have something to tell you.
