Seeing that he seemed to have tuned the piano and still fiddled with the syllables that were not tuned, she mustered up the courage: "Simon, I heard that your guitar is very good. Can you play a song for me?"

Simon smiled and looked up at her: "What do you want to hear?"

I immediately heard the series of songs from the man around me before. Mo Wuling was a little hesitant and felt inexplicably that it seemed to have a certain decisive farewell feeling, and finally said: "Can it be a new song? English, it's OK."

Simon thought for a while, fiddled with the strings again, gradually became familiar with a certain tune, and then began. With the sing of the piano, it quickly floated on the deck.

*...

*...

*That laugh reminds me of my flowers.

*Silently open for me in every corner of my life.

*I thought I would always be by her side.

*Today we have left in the vast sea of ​​people.

*They are all old.

*Where are they?

*We just went to the ends of the world.

*...

*...

Mo Wuling didn't have any expectations at all, but secretly made up her mind. After listening to one of his songs, she would cut off some thoughts that were already out of place.

Unexpectedly.

The former "Those Flowers" is a classic poem commemorating youth nostalgia for the past. Therefore, for a girl who has just made up her mind to abandon the past, it suddenly became a weapon of killing.

Simon didn't expect it.

As I was playing and singing, I also missed some pasts in a certain time and space, and it seemed that it was raining in the sky.

look up.

But it is a face with pear blossoms and rain.

When a girl saw him stop playing, she noticed her condition and quickly turned her head.
Chapter completed!