lonely city, lonely love

Involuntarily, he threw the phone aside angrily, and Gu Anfeng lay on the bed.On the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, he finally took out his guitar and played it for a try. Master Mo adjusted the tune for himself, and began to write and draw on the A4 paper.

In the quiet room, there was intermittent music until late at night.After getting up and going to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, Gu Anfeng looked at the scenery outside the window, in a daze for no reason.The phone rang, and it belonged to Sheng Xilan. When he picked it up, he heard a man's voice, deep and hoarse, as if he was very tired, "An Feng, I miss you so much."

That's the word from the very beginning.All the fear in his heart disappeared, Gu Anfeng said softly, "Why don't you go and have a good rest?"

"I just finished the meeting." Sheng Xilan sat on his chair, looked helplessly at the thick stack of documents, and took a deep breath, "Recently, the company received an order and was very busy. The company wants to acquire a Publishing house. There are some handover procedures."

Gu Anfeng put down the cup in his hand, nodded, and said softly, "By the way, my mother asked me about you and me today."

"What did Auntie say?" Sheng Xilan opened the file and began to look at it, "Do you want to come back and see her?"

"My mother agrees." Gu Anfeng said softly. I don't know why this sentence has a thousand weights, which makes people's hearts entangled. easy.

"Gu Anfeng." Sheng Xilan hesitated for a moment, his eyes darkened.

"Ok?"

"I miss you." The hot longing finally turned into these three words, which were transmitted to the ears through the mobile phone, deeply engraved in the brain, and lingering.

Gu Anfeng choked up, "I'm like you too."

That night, Gu Anfeng's Weibo was updated again, "The flowers on Moshang will return slowly."

This is King Chuyue's longing for his wife, but when he wrote the pen, there was only such a paragraph, and the nine words expressed all his longing, which was extremely delicate.

Fans exploded, never thought that in one day, an idol who never posted on Weibo would post so many Weibo posts.Leave a message and go up.

Gu Anfeng quit Weibo, full of heart, and finally started to continue his creation. One night, the muse of inspiration visited him inexplicably, continuously impacting his brain.The song is finally finished.

Looking at this thin piece of paper, Gu Anfeng looked at the sunlight outside again, couldn't help smiling, and finally finished it.He took out the phone and called Young Master Mo, and soon heard Young Master Mo's sleepy voice, impatiently, "Why? Early in the morning? I stayed up late last night."

"My song is ready, please help me to see it." Gu Anfeng was a little excited and said with a smile.

"So fast?" Young Master Mo muttered, got up, patted his head irritably, looked at the mess in the room, got up, "You send it to my computer."

"I've sent it to you, take a look."

Young Master Mo got up and sat in front of his computer without washing up. He turned on the computer, and there was indeed something in the mailbox. When he opened it, it was still a familiar song, but the lyrics were well written.The inexplicable thing is that it touches people's hearts. A few words can easily let people know that the warmth inside is like Gu Anfeng's previous novels. The warmth between the lines cannot be ignored.

He involuntarily snorted, nodded in satisfaction, and then replied, "Very good."

Seeing Young Master Mo's reply, Gu Anfeng felt relieved, and began to play by himself, humming softly, the simple voice accompanied by the sound of the guitar also had a taste.

In one afternoon, the song was created in this way.

…………

Sheng Xilan got off work and returned home tired. Soon the phone rang, and as soon as he picked it up, he heard Young Master Mo's extremely excited voice, "Go and check on Weibo! Gu Anfeng is a hot search on the Internet! You are famous !"

A bad thought inexplicably flashed in Sheng Xilan's mind, and Sheng Xilan hurriedly opened Weibo, and the hot search quickly found, "Gu Anfeng, video".

Click in and watch a video.

It was a familiar room, and it was Gu Anfeng's room at a glance. Gu Anfeng played with his guitar, looked at the camera, and cleared his throat, "This song is for the person I love the most. I just want to tell everyone, I'm in love. The name of the song is "Slow Return."

The melody of the guitar came out. In the camera, the boy bowed his head, the sun was just right, and there was tenderness between his brows. After a long time, the boy spoke, his voice was clear and clean, without any other emotions, but it was extremely warm.

"I never thought that I would grow old with you.

In this life, when is the morning bell and evening drum?

The flowers on Moshang are blooming, but they can return slowly..."

The simple lyrics, just like this person, and this voice, simply swirl, the video recording is smooth, the sun is just right, and the body is coated with a layer of warm light.

"When we first met, you were arrogant and domineering.

none of us want to let anyone

Life is like meeting for the first time, never thinking of returning slowly..."

Slender fingers plucked the strings of the guitar, Gu Anfeng looked down at the guitar, looked up, his eyes were extremely calm, but it seemed that he was looking at the person over there through the lens.

"I want to say, wait for me, wait for me.

When the flowers on Moshang bloom, we return slowly together.

Wait for me, take me with you on the road ahead, don't rely on me alone.

Wait for me, when I am old, I will still be the only one.

When the flowers on Moshang bloom, let's return slowly together, shall we?

............"

Sheng Xilan's heart beat up. Gu Anfeng always said that he was selfish, but this time he was bravely thinking about the world and talking about his love affair. His heart seemed to be filled with something, and he was speechless, probably because he was too moved. There are too many, so the tears can't stay at once.

"Wait for me? In the days to come.

In the morning, at dusk, we sit, laugh, cry, make noise...

the whole world is unwilling

But we are still coming back slowly.”

The melody continued, as if he was crying. Gu Anfeng's voice was trembling, his hands were still playing the melody, and his eyes were already red.

At the end of the song, Gu Anfeng said to the camera, "Hello everyone, I am Gu Anfeng, and my lover is a man. This song is a gift from me because he has paid too much for me. At the beginning At that time, I planned to write a song to keep a thought, and then left. Because I didn’t want to hurt him and his world, I finally realized that I couldn’t do it. I hope you like this song.”