Jiang Tutu happened to see the music team in the studio on the street. He took a look at the guitarist who was playing the strings and rushed in with a bang. The wind chime in front of the door and the leaves outside the door together swayed and shimmered with shadows in this small county town, which also shook Jiang Tutu's long-buried and rippling heart.
"Thank you for your hard work. You won't have to be so tired in the future."
"Just take a break, it's okay."
Xu Luanchuan kept hugging her with trembling hands, anxious. The nasal contraction slowly enveloped and penetrated her ears, and she suddenly felt that some burden had disappeared. She drilled hard into his chest, and her tears stained his off-white pullover.
"You are really a big idiot!"
There used to be a little girl who was arrogant and ruthless, free and easy in doing things, and would often chase me clumsily with her short legs. I ignored her, never. Then one day she almost left in the late autumn and played hide-and-seek with me. I panicked, squatted down and grabbed the corner of her clothes.
"Yeah, I'm just a big idiot, always pretending to be deaf, so can you..."
The two sharp-edged people originally thought they could live a peaceful life, but they didn't expect to turn around and meet the person they fell in love with at first sight.
I will spend my whole life writing a song "In a Dream" for you.