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Chapter 69 Dark Night Concerto

Tang Wuming sat on the lawn and put his arms around Lin Xiaohan's shoulders.Lin Xiaohan tilted his head and leaned against Tang Wuming.

The heat wave of summer has faded with the setting sun, and the air is full of refreshing breath.The setting sun hit the two of them, spreading a blush.

The children also set their sights on the unglamorous blood-red sunset.There are still a few patches of clouds where the setting sun sets, but they have already been dyed red, and they have become a kind of foil.Even the sky there was stained blood red.

But that blood red is not scary, but a beautiful scenery that people yearn for.

Although there is an ancient poem that says: The sunset is infinitely good, but it is only near dusk.But at this time, how many people actually go to watch the sunset?I am afraid that only those who have nothing to do for the time being can calm down and take a look.The relationship between Tang Wuming and Lin Xiaohan is self-evident at this moment, and this is probably the most beautiful thing.

After sunset, Tang Wuming and Lin Xiaohan left the orphanage, planning to go back to the villa to record songs.

As night falls, the cold moon slowly rises with the night wind.It is white and flawless, like a newly made white jade porcelain plate, and like a pearl shining infinitely in the deep sea.However, Hanyue probably doesn't like these metaphors, because they are unique.It releases this fascinating pale white alone, and together with the morning stars that set it off, it merges into a messy and diverse light.

These lights illuminated the dark night, revealing the shadowy figure of the hazy cumulus clouds hidden deep in the dark sky.

The moonlight scattered in this courtyard, laying a white blanket on it.It shines like a diamond and is as light as satin.The breeze stirs up the tender grass, making them sway and wander in place with the wind.

At this moment, the sound of the piano sounded softly, as clear and loud as the sound of a mountain spring pouring down.Soon, the soft and beautiful singing sounded, like the soft chanting in the depths of the sounds of nature, echoing the sound of the piano.

No need to think about it, it must be Tang Wuming and Lin Xiaohan who are recording songs.The lingering sound of their singing is very harmonious and beautiful.

In such a quiet night, it is an extremely beautiful thing to hear such singing again. "This song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to taste it a few times in the world." It is really appropriate to describe it with such a poem.

After recording the song, the two just lay down on the grass under the starry sky, looking at the bright cold moon and the bright stars with their eyes open.Both of them seem to have something to say at this moment, but neither of them said it.In fact, it doesn't matter whether some things are said or not, the important thing is that they all love each other deeply.

Just like that, Lin Xiaohan leaned against Tang Wuming and fell asleep in this quiet night.

(End of this chapter)