Xu Chongli was a tone-deaf, but he could identify Chong Yu's violin in a band of dozens of people, and he could understand the cry in his music in a mocking bar environment. He doesn't understand music, but he understands him
It's just that sometimes it's not good to know too much.
One day, Chongyu played "Send of Love" in front of him to coax him to sleep. He immediately opened his eyes and asked me: Are you confessing your love to me? Chong Yu did not deny it.
Another day, the band had a violin solo, playing "Butterfly Lovers", and then Xu Huaili asked him if it was specially prepared for him? Seeing his serious but excited eyes, Chong Yu paused and nodded.
Another time, Chongyu was preparing for a band tour. Xu Huaili heard the sound and asked him with worry, "You are too lingering here. Is this really good for such a formal occasion?" Chongyu couldn't bear it anymore, "This is Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny."
How on earth do you hear the love in the music?
Oh, maybe I love you too much, so I think you love me too.
Okay, I admit that there are unspeakable things between me and my brother.
Gentle and steady, indifferent and ruthless to the outside world, and hypocritical and irritable with excessive self-esteem.
I play my violin at dawn to celebrate our shared victory.
A bloody sweet story involving a variety of vulgar routines.
Real madness and fake madness.
The crazy person who attacks the outside is not the same as the inside, and the mad person who is the same inside and outside, pseudo-dual personality.
Intention: Two-way redemption