Dedicated to Luhe

Lu He said a long time ago that he wanted to play the piano for me, but this guy never did it.

There is a piano in his house, but we are really too busy, and we stick together in a little spare time, and we don't even think about playing the piano.

I was thinking that when I go back this time, I have to let him arrange it for me.

But before that, I want to play him a piece of music.

In the evening, Lu He cooked food, and we were all so satisfied that we rubbed our bellies. After eating, my parents watched the New Year's Eve party, and the two of us went into the bedroom to chat.

Lu He actually wanted to be with them, and thought it would be a very warm thing to watch TV with his parents, but he was dragged away by me. That's just how I am, very bad.

I took him to my bedroom, two or three hours later, the two of us will sleep here together, my parents even changed my single quilt to a double one, it really bothered me, it made me feel pretty embarrassing.

We entered the house and I closed the door.

Lu He looked back at the closed door: "Isn't that good?"

"Don't think too much," I said, "I'm not so arrogant."

I picked up the guitar standing by the bookshelf, the gig bag was dusty.

"Wait a minute." I took out the guitar, re-tuned it, and then rummaged through the cabinets until I finally found my old notebook.

I said, "Are you ready? I'm going to give a gift."

I can't find the pick, so that's it.

I played according to the music score. I haven't played the guitar for a long time, and some chords are unfamiliar.

This song is not long, it is not a popular song, nor is it a famous classic.

Lu He stood there quietly listening to me playing the guitar, listening to me humming, and when I finished playing and looked up, Lu He said, "It's snowing."

I turned to look at the window behind me, isn't it, it's snowing.

Snow on New Year's Eve is very romantic.

Lu He sat next to me and lightly plucked the strings of my guitar with his piano-playing fingers.

"Did you write this song?"

I wrote it.

"I wrote it in my sophomore year," I said. "I wanted to write a song for my future boyfriend on a whim, but maybe it was because I didn't know what it was like to be in love at that time. It’s half written, and the words are not filled in.”

Lu He smiled and said, "But you always remember it."

"Yes, keep it in mind," I said, "I'm going to find time to finish writing it. As for the lyrics, I don't have an idea yet, but I've already figured out the title of the song."

"What is it?"

It has been said that I am a bad-hearted person, so of course I have to sell it.

"I'll tell you next year." I put down the guitar and dragged him out to watch the party with my parents. "Let's go and join in the fun. Standing on the balcony of our house at twelve o'clock, we can see the fireworks in the square."

Small cities are better than small cities, and you can watch a beautiful fireworks display without leaving home.

On the last day of this year, our family of four sat on the sofa in the living room and watched the New Year’s Eve party together. My parents laughed at the cross talk, and I made fun of it while Lu He laughed. Watch us, peel an apple and an orange for us from time to time, and let me lean on you for a while.

Thousands of lights are waiting for the arrival of the new year.

Lu He said: "It feels so good to spend New Year's Eve at home."

Yes, this kind of life is still the happiest when you are with your family and lover.

When the twelve o'clock bell rang, the fireworks outside also bloomed on time.

I took Lu Luhe's hand and ran to the balcony to watch the snow and fireworks.

Nothing could be more romantic than this, right?

We live in the most ordinary world, with the most ordinary emotions, but because we have someone we like around us, even the wind, frost, rain, snow, sun, moon and stars that we meet every day become unparalleled romance.

The two of us stood on the balcony, clasped our fingers together, and when the fireworks ended, I said to Lu He, "It's New Years, let me tell you the name of that song."

I turned around and peeked at my parents. They were still immersed in the excitement of the New Year's Eve party and ignored us at all.

When I turned around, I hooked my fingers at Lu He, and he obediently put his ears close.

""Dedicated to Luhe"," I said, "doesn't the title of the song sound particularly meaningful?"

Lu He stood there in a daze for a long time. If it wasn't for the strength with which he held my hand, I would even feel that he had been acupointed.

Dedicated to Luhe.

Dedicated to our ordinary life and extraordinary love.

Dedicated to our meeting on the Luhe Bridge, and to the nights we spent working overtime together.

Of course, it must be dedicated to the future, the countless springs, summers, autumns and winters in the future, the countless tolerance and understanding, as well as the differences and disputes that may arise, and all the time we have experienced together.

I suddenly felt that I couldn't write this song halfway through. It was a doomed thing, because the more meaning of love would not be understood until I met this person. When I met Lu He, this song can continue.

It was destined to be named "Dedicated to Luhe".

Just like how hard and tiring life is, someone is destined to love you.

Lu He said, "Then what are you going to write in the lyrics?"

I scratched my head and had a sudden thought: "The lyrics are...'I love Luhe' four words, repeated a hundred times."

Lu He's laughter revolved around my heart, making me dizzy.

I heard him say: "That's it, 'I love Shuwang' will be repeated a hundred times."

"It's me who loves Lu He."

"I love Shuwang."

"I love Lu He!"

"I love Shuwang."

"Lu He!"

"Shu Wang!"

My mother opened the balcony door: "What are you two doing? What are you yelling about? What time is it? Go to bed now!"

Okay, let's go to bed, I drag Luhe back to the room, get into bed and continue to discuss what the lyrics are about.

In fact, you can write anything.

It's about both of us anyway.

【Finish】