But now he is really going to tell a big lie.

"Actually, this song has no realistic background. It was created based on the stories I imagined."

Han Yumian was stunned, "Imagined? What story?"

Xu Yan put down the guitar, put his hands on her, put his cheek on his head, and smiled and said, "Listen to me, don't cry when you hear it!"

When he said this, Han Yumian became more and more curious.

So while enjoying the other person's arms, I waited for the story that might be a tragic one.

"Mianmian, my biggest regret so far is that you are not in your youth. So every night before I fall asleep, how great it would be if I could catch you in high school? But when I was immersed in sweetness, I thought about the changes in your family, so we still have to separate."

"So my story is like this!"

"In spring, I have a crush on you and often pass by your class to peek at you. When you go to the bathroom, I will follow you; when you leave after school, I will go whenever you find me; when you pretend not to look at you. I will always be behind you, or peek at you where you don't notice. This is a kind of humility and bitterness, but to me, it is very beautiful and very satisfied."

"In summer, I approached you, and you didn't reject me. I care about you, brought you breakfast, and didn't have to follow you after school. I can boldly stand shoulder to shoulder with you. Secret love is a song that doesn't know how sweet and bitter. Fortunately, mine is sweet, and we got together."

"In autumn, we have the happiest time in our youth, and we only have each other in our eyes. You will watch me play basketball on the basketball court, we will have dinner together; we will go to the playground to hold hands secretly during evening study breaks; we will take a walk by the river on weekend afternoons. But youth is always a pity, and we are no exception. There is nothing wrong with your family, and your parents are very healthy, but you have to go abroad for further studies."

"In winter, I am here on the ocean, and you are there. The handwriting on the letter paper is probably the best way to express my longing for you. I have sent you nine photos recording our ignorant and shy love. When we arrived at the tenth picture, we broke up. But when you placed ten letters on the beach on the other side of the ocean, you found that the scenery in each letter could be seen as a letter, and when we joined forces, mian                                                                                                                                                                                                          

The story is about love songs in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and it all ends here.

As Xu Yan talked, he gradually realized that this seemed not a lie, but that he wanted to use this method to express his regrets in his youth.

Indeed, the song "Sunny Day" is a British rock song that is biased against the nostalgia of the campus.

It is a romantic youth love song. Although there is love, flowers, snow and moon, it is more of a loss. The whole melody penetrates the sadness into the hearts of the listeners, and it fully amplifies the memories.

When the prelude sounds, it will immediately evoke people's youthful memories.

The song is combined with a simple guitar, and the lyrical rock song seems to be not a song, but countless youthful scenes that cannot be returned.

There is sweet and innocent love, unruly rebellion, and people and things that cannot be grasped...

After listening to the whole story, Han Yumian originally leaned on Xu Yan's cheek, but now she was lowered to her neck.

Her pear blossoms are raining, and two lines of clear tears flow down silently.

The girl will indeed be touched by the story and she will be tearful. This cannot be said to be too fragile, but the story is about herself and her beloved boy.

While listening, I think of the song just now. When I feel deep in my love, I can't myself.

The girl wiped her tears and choked and said, "I won't break up with you!"

Xu Yan kissed her forehead and said affectionately: "I don't know, either, so, the story is a story, it cannot affect us in reality."

Han Yumian said with a nasal voice and said no.

"Can you sing it again?" Xu Yan said softly.

Han Yumian shook his head

Xu Yan was puzzled, "What's wrong? Don't you like to listen?"

He felt that the other party might not want to let himself be immersed in that sad love anymore.

But Han Yumian shook his head again and suddenly asked, "No, I'm guessing why you sing this song in the afternoon?"

Xu Yan wanted to say something, but then he thought about it and continued to play the trilogy of coaxing his jealous girlfriend in the last step, and to maximize his performance.

So he said, "Because when you let go of my hand, my heart hurts, and I feel like you want to leave me, which is like feeling touching the scene!"

After hearing this, Han Yumian's pretty face was quick and explained repeatedly: "I didn't! I just wanted to give you some colors. I was angry with you, and I would never be angry for more than an hour, and I would never be angry again in one hour!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her red eyes opened slightly and her mouth tightly pursed. Did I reveal something just now?

Xu Yan heard this and laughed, "One hour? I understand, I realize it!"

Han Yumian raised his eyebrows, grabbed his face, and said angrily: "If you do this again, I will increase it to two hours in the future!"

The young man was very angry and said harsh words.

But what's the difference between one hour and two hours?

Xu Yan was moved and no longer laughed. He looked at the girl's delicate face that had just shed tears and held her hand.

"Don't be angry, will I teach you how to sing "Sunny Day"?"

"Yes." The girl closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

"Ayan, I seem to understand why you want to name "Sunny Day"?"

"Why?"

"Without you, it will be rainy, and with you, it will be sunny."

"Well? Mianmian is indeed my heart and soul. She can understand my heart thoroughly! Come on, let's slap!"

After a while, the beautiful prelude rang again.

At the same time, a cheerful breeze on campus was melodiously. With the accompaniment of the class bell, the leaves were rushing, beside the sycamore tree, the eternal first love...
Chapter completed!