Compose Her into a Song

Host: Guzao internet celebrity/Chinese teacher & cool guitarist｜Rock sister and brother｜Puppy's humble courtship Sub: Vicious Beauty Designer & Sunny Uninhibited Drummer｜Mature Men and Mature Women｜First Official Announcement, Later Romance A realistic female-oriented story about two girls breaking through the constraints of their original families and finding themselves. The cp line is dog-licking literature, and he loves puppies very much. Copywriting for girls version: Wang Mo: Home is a harbor and a shackles. "You only live once, and I want to make my own choices." He Yuan: My home is a quagmire, but I will break through the soil and bloom flowers. "Even if you stand on the top, it will still be hard. If you don't want to endure hardship, be prepared to be a 'mortal' as soon as possible." CP version copy: Main cp: Four years ago, Wang Mo stood on the stage, her fingertips swept the strings, the notes were free and unrestrained, and her smile was dazzling. After the show, she and Jiang Rongze returned to the piano room side by side. The summer night was slightly hot and her heartbeat was out of control. Later, Wang Mo tore up the admission notice from the Conservatory of Music with his own hands. Jiang Rongze held her wrist tightly and said hoarsely, "Why?" She smiled lightly—— "Music is just for fun." "Same with you. I use you as a spare tire." - Jiang Rongze has experienced two things where his efforts failed: one was to find his missing mother, and the other was to forget Wang Mo. So he spent four years walking on the stage, standing on a high place, asking her to look up to him. When we meet again, Jiang Rongze is already a rising rock star that attracts much attention. But Wang Mo disappeared into the crowd, just an ordinary speck of dust. She looked up and saw him shining brightly on the stage. At the end of the performance, he walked off the stage and directly opened the scar, "Back then you said I was the spare tire." Wang Mo's heart was pounding. When he raised his head, he saw Jiang Rongze's dark eyes flashing with stars. "... Wang Mo." He called her, begging in his voice. "Now, can I get on top?" In the years you don't know, I have been following you. I'm a fan of yours and always have been. Deputy cp: Everyone knows that designer He Yuan is aloof, always delicate, strong and inviolable. Zheng Peng accidentally bumped into her out-of-control side. That night, He Yuan almost madly tore off his clothes, pushed him down, and told him with a superior attitude that she wanted to control everything. During the pulling, He Yuan's clothes fell off, revealing several blood bruises on her white shoulders and back. Zheng Peng finally frowned and reached out to grab her wrist. She looked up at him, her eyes stubborn and sharp, "Are you so meddling in my affairs? Do you want to threaten me?" Zheng Peng's gentle and strong hands lifted He Yuan up so that she could look down at him, "No. I want to be with you. " Later, He Yuan walked out of the family quagmire, cut off the shackles with her own hands, and took back her brother's future. In the afternoon of the same day, she appeared at a fashion celebration in a red tube top dress and announced a high-profile collaboration with an Italian luxury brand to launch a joint series for autumn and winter. The host asked: "Designer He, what is the theme of the new season? " He Yuan faced the camera, and the light fell into her eyes, dancing like flames. "Breaking out of the cocoon. " - I have seen you at your most vulnerable and helpless, and you are still willing to surrender. Pre-collection of "Aurora in the North" "Sunny sober city planner & hearing-impaired arrogant ice hockey player" Recently, a small sweet potato blogger suddenly became popular. Account name: hjrnsnql814. At first, the introduction only had one sentence: "My boyfriend has disappeared, I am going to Canada." Some enthusiastic netizens wanted to help her report the crime. She quickly added: "Sisters, don't worry, he is fine, he is just a scumbag." Traffic is a metaphysics. One day her account suddenly became popular. She added: "I'm not a funny blogger! I don't accept ads!" The reason bloggers leave the industry is very unique: they are too unlucky. If you chase the aurora, you will miss it due to hypothermia; if you see a grizzly bear, you will be involved in a series of car accidents. After almost meeting her mother-in-law twice, she chose the safest time of the year to fly to the easternmost town in Canada. Account hjrnsnql814 updated: "The last stop, still no one found, will not be updated again." Netizens who were eating melons were upset and thought she was going to have her account banned and withdraw from the internet, but she received a new reminder: "The person is found and disabled." - Three months after He Jingrui lost contact, You Wenshan's Canadian tourist visa was finally issued. She flew alone across the hemisphere and came to Toronto. Despite the jet lag, I went to watch a game at the ice hockey rink where he trained. At the end of the game, she was surrounded by the crowd and walked out of the venue. Standing in a strange city, listening to a strange language, You Wenshan had a strange feeling. No one here knows her. The story of her and him is zero here. The relationship she desperately maintained and pursued was so light that it had no weight in this world. The world is vast, and she is the only one trapped. You Wenshan suddenly felt relieved, took a deep breath of the cold air, and smiled through her tears. The next second, she was accidentally injured by a crazy fan of the ice hockey team and was sent to the emergency room. You Wenshan covered her swollen face with an ice pack and angrily sent out a note: "I got punched in Toronto. I want to pay my boyfriend back tenfold!" Later, she traveled to all the places He Jingrui had mentioned, turning their agreement into a solo trip. Along the way, you will be unlucky and scolded all the way. On her last day in Canada, she swore: "Never see you again! I'll never come to this lousy place like Canada again!" Then, the flight was canceled due to the hurricane. Hotels in the city are closed or full. You Wenshan was helpless and huddled on a chair at the airport like a beggar. The enthusiastic sister sitting next to him suggested: "How about you stay at my house? We run a B&B and we happen to have a vacant room." You Wenshan thanked her for taking her in with tears in her eyes. As a hurricane approached and I couldn't get a taxi, my sister asked the "most reliable" tenant in the family to pick her up at the airport. The people getting out of the black SUV looked more and more familiar. You Wenshan was placed in the passenger seat, and she saw clearly the face she had not seen for a long time, and also saw the outline of the hearing aid behind her right ear. At night, she blocked people at the stairs. The height difference made her raise her head slightly. "Did your ear hurt?" He Jingrui didn't look at her. The shadow of broken hair on his forehead obscured his eyes, making it impossible to see his emotions. "Is that why you don't dare to see me?" The other party didn't respond. You Wenshan chuckled, "Do you think you are very handsome, just like the male protagonist in the novel?" Still silent. "Coward! Scumbag!" You Wenshan turned around angrily. Before closing the door, she felt annoyed and added another dirty word: "Silly b!" After a while, someone knocked on the door. Opening the door, he met He Jingrui's guilt-filled eyes, "I'm sorry..." You Wenshan instantly felt soft-hearted and even had red eyes. Just when he was about to speak, He Jingrui said again: "I didn't wear a hearing aid just now. What did you say?" "..." You Wenshan punched him ten times. - You Wenshan's sweet potatoes are very popular in Canadian Chinese circles. A friend of He Jingrui talked about it: "Recently, a blogger came to our Hafa looking for a boyfriend. It was so funny. I thought she was a lovestruck girl, but it turned out that all her notes were filled with complaints and curses." He Jingrui drank from a cup and said nothing. "Hey, what does this blogger's name mean?" My friend stared at the screen and read: "h, j, r, n..." He Jingrui glanced at him and interrupted quietly: "He Jingrui, where did you die?" My friend was stunned for a long time before he said: "It turns out that scumbag is you!" "... What is the number 814 at the end?" "The day I ran away." *Old article with expired copyright, formerly known as "Jasmine Guns" *The female is three years older than the male; the female is not male c; the heroine has a real fiancé in the beginning and will be offline soon *None of the deputy cp *The place names are real, the earthquake events are real, the rest are private Intention: Break out of the cocoon, penetrate the clouds and see the light