He said, "Sit down, let's play it together, and I'll tell you a story."

"?" Jiang Xinyi sat down curiously.

Zhou Yuwen played the song again, "The Year in a Hurry".

The piano music of "The Year in a Hurry" is actually very suitable as background music for telling stories.

A long time ago, a boy fell in love with a girl.

Falling in love from the very beginning.

Go to college together.

to the final breakup.

The music and the story are perfectly integrated, sometimes slow and sometimes fast.

After breaking up, the girl said with red eyes, you will regret it!

Then one rainy night, I met a strange boy.

That night, the girl looked at the ceiling under the strange boy and shed her last tear in despair.

"?"

Jiang Xinyi was stunned and looked at Zhou Yuwen in front of her in disbelief.

But Zhou Yuwen was still focused on telling stories,

While playing the piano seriously.

we owe each other

Otherwise, why would you miss it?

The music and the story were perfectly integrated. At the end, Jiang Xinyi felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. She seemed to feel the despair of the girl in the story.

She finally took over the layer of cloth covering the layer of music.

A tear flowed from her eyes for no reason.

It seems that he feels the same way.

On the contrary, Jiang Xinyi is actually a very traditional girl. In her opinion, a girl's first time is very important.

But the girl in the story was angry.

Gave it to an unknown stranger for the first time.

At this moment, Jiang Xinyi didn't understand.

That's because I don't understand.

The story has been sublimated.

The song is over.

Zhou Yuwen breathed a long sigh of relief.

He looked at Jiang Xinyi and smiled: "Can you understand this piece of music now?"

"Zhou Yuwen," Jiang Xinyi called Zhou Yuwen softly.

"Huh?" Zhou Yuwen was curious.

Only then did I realize that Jiang Xinyi's eyes were already red, and she was looking at Zhou Yuwen in a daze.

Maybe Zhou Yuwen didn't realize how focused he was when he played the piano just now, and how beautiful he was when he told stories.

At that time, Zhou Yuwen didn't have any skills.

It really shows true feelings.

After all, he was really a literary young man many years ago.

Maybe that's the reason.

Jiang Xinyi was lost in thought.

At this time, Zhou Yuwen didn't know it yet, so he asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

After a long while, Jiang Xinyi said: "I'm very curious as to what kind of lyrics you would add to this piece of music."
Chapter completed!