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Zhao Yue took a deep breath, hating herself for doing so much just now, He Cong is also a disappointment, he is obviously not clear, and he insisted on adding a modifier in front of his cousin, this time it is really more difficult explained.

In his heart, Zhao Yue wished he could smash He Cong's ass, and said with a smirk on his face, "Hehehe, he just wanted to call my dear cousin, we have always been very close, he is really my cousin, hehe , this dead child."

Zhong Ling didn't answer. Seeing the elevator descend to the first floor, Zhong Ling pressed the door open button and said, "You help him out first."

Zhao Yue helped He Cong out of the elevator, turned around and said, "Zhong Ling, this is really my cousin."

Zhong Ling came up from behind, and glanced at He Cong in Zhao Yue's arms, "My cousin looks pretty good."

Zhao Yue was a little proud, "That is, the key is that our family has good genes." He said quickly, "He is really my cousin."

"I know, you've said it five times."

Zhao Yue said: "I'm not afraid of you thinking too much. He is really my cousin. He is still in school and has a girlfriend."

"Whether he is your cousin or not, you don't need to explain to me. What you guys are going to do tonight has nothing to do with me. Okay, I'm going back." Zhong Ling walked towards his car, and finally remembered something Turning around, "I wish you and this—cousin, a happy new year."

Zhao Yue almost wanted to rush over to grab Zhong Ling and shout to stop listening to my explanation, but he had a drunk on his hand, so he stretched his neck and shouted at Zhong Ling's back: "Zhong Ling, he is really my cousin. Only you!"

Before closing the car door, Zhong Ling heard what Zhao Yue yelled, and couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth where he couldn't see it.Zhong Ling never doubted Zhao Yue's feelings for him, nor did he think that he would hook up with other people when he pursued her.But just now, seeing Zhao Yue's anxious expression for fear of misunderstanding, Zhong Ling couldn't help but think of playing a prank, and deliberately said some ambiguous words to let him taste the feeling of being teased.Before, it was always Zhong Ling who was tossed by Zhao Yue so that he couldn't laugh or cry. This time, it was a small punishment for him after being molested by him so many times.

Zhao Yue carried He Cong home with great difficulty. He moved He Cong to the bed in the guest room, took off his shoes and covered him with a quilt. He Cong was sleeping soundly, snoring carefreely with his mouth open , Zhao Yue sat by the bed and sighed resentfully, "I usually treat you well, but if you say you, you will only cause me trouble."

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Yue went back to the room to take the pajamas and was about to take a bath. When passing by the study, he casually glanced at it, and happened to see the acoustic guitar on the window sill of the study, Zhao Yue suddenly had an idea in his heart.

This guitar has been hanging out for too long. When Zhao Yue was in college, it was very popular among boys around him to learn to play the guitar and use it as a skill to pick up girls. The appearance of playing the guitar is really cool and handsome, so I bought an entry-level guitar for 300 yuan, and studied it for a period of time. Although I didn’t become a guitar master in the end, at least I was on the stage of the college party performed.

Since working, Zhao Yue has rarely touched this piano again.He wiped off the dust covering the piano with a cloth, adjusted the strings, and tried to play a piece of music that he was best at back then. It was inevitable that it was a bit unfamiliar at first, but this piece only had a few simple chords. After playing it twice, Yue gradually regained the feel of the past.Then Zhao Yue found the long-lost lyrics of this song on his mobile phone, and after practicing playing and singing, he dialed Zhong Ling's phone number.

It was past midnight, Zhong Ling had just finished washing, and was sitting on the bedside replying to those New Year wishes one by one, when the phone vibrated suddenly, and Zhao Yue's name flashed on the screen.

Zhong Ling answered the phone, "Hello."

Zhao Yue's voice came from over there, "Zhong Ling, are you still asleep?"

"No."

"I didn't sleep either."

"Oh."

"My cousin is asleep, in the next room."

Zhong Ling felt a little funny, "Oh."

Zhao Yue emphasized again, "He is really my cousin."

"I see. My ears are almost callused after hearing this sentence."

Zhao Yue asked: "Then do you believe me?"

"I believe you."

Zhong Ling seemed to smile upon hearing Zhao Yue on the other end of the phone, and Zhao Yue asked again: "Has anyone else called you since midnight?"

Zhong Ling truthfully replied: "No."

"That's good, then my voice is the first you've heard this year."

Zhong Ling couldn't help pursing her lips on the phone, "No, the first sound I heard this year was snoring."

"Oh." Zhao Yue patted his head, "I even forgot I still have it, but Hulu can't talk to you, right?"

"Then what can you talk to me about, and talk about work?"

"How about playing the piano instead of talking about work after get off work?"

Zhong Ling reprimanded softly, "Who wants to talk to you."

Zhao Yue smiled, "It's not about love, it's about playing the piano. I'll play and sing a song for you, okay?"

Zhong Ling became interested, "You still know this?"

"Of course, when I was in college, there was an evening party in the college, and each class had to put on several programs. Our class was either poetry recitation or aerobics, and I was the one with the most technical content." Zhao Yue put the phone on the On the desktop, I plucked the strings with my fingers, and said to the phone, "This time I'm singing for you alone, my prosecutor."

Zhong Ling sat on the spacious big bed, the air conditioner was turned on in the room, and the room was warm. There was only one bedside lamp on in the bedroom, and the orange light made the room half-bright and half-dark. , quietly listening to the singing from the other end of the phone.Zhao Yue sang a soothing and melodious folk song. His singing skills are very ordinary, and his piano skills are not very good, which makes people feel more approachable and friendly.Zhong Ling leaned against the bed and listened to Zhao Yue's playing and singing, feeling an unprecedented warmth and comfort in his heart. Although he couldn't see Zhao Yue's expression at the moment, he intuitively thought he was smiling.

"Beautiful Thoreau River, I sing for you."

"Your glorious history, I will always remember it in my heart."

"The dry season is coming, you flow quietly."

"In the rainy season, the waves are rolling, and you flow far away."

"Your source comes from Thoreau, and the Ten Thousand Mountains will send you all the way."

"Rolling waves flow far away, and flow into the ocean."

……

After Zhao Yue sang the last sentence, she picked up the mobile phone on the table and asked, "How is it?"

Zhong Ling opened his eyes, the melodious singing voice was still echoing in his head, and said: "It's not bad."

Zhao Yue was very satisfied with this answer, "You mean it's very good when you say it's not bad."

"You seem to be particularly good at taking meaning out of context, and even better at distorting the original meaning."

"Because you don't like to express what's in your heart clearly, so I have to understand it according to my own meaning."

Zhong Ling lay down on the bed, resting on a soft pillow, with a soft and lazy voice, "What's the name of the song you sang just now? It sounds familiar, as if I heard it in some movie."

""The Beautiful Solo River" is an Indonesian folk song."

Zhong Ling searched in his brain, "I probably haven't watched Indonesian movies."

"Then you must have seen Jiang Wen's movie."

"Oh." Zhong Ling thought of it all of a sudden, "I've seen it, "The Sun Also Rises", there is this song in it."

Zhao Yue asked: "Which version do you like better between the two versions sung by Huang Qiusheng and me?"

Zhong Ling closed her eyes again, "I don't remember how he sang."

Zhao Yue concluded happily, "That's the one who likes me more."

Zhong Ling couldn't help chuckling, "It's misinterpreting the original meaning again."

Zhao Yue didn't argue, but asked softly, "Are you sleepy?"

"Sleepy."

"Go to bed early, and finally wish you a happy new year."

Zhong Ling also wished him back: "Happy New Year."

"By the way, there is another sentence, good health."

"Ah."

"Working smoothly."

"Ah."

"happy everyday."

"Ah."

"I like you."

"……Um."

Zhong Ling hung up the phone, turned off the bedside lamp, and covered herself with a soft quilt, feeling an unfamiliar feeling in her heart, sweet and slightly sour, like accidentally spilling a glass of green apple juice with honey, The light-colored liquid flowed through the atrium and the internal organs, and the chest cavity and abdominal cavity were infiltrated with a sweet and sour taste.Zhong Ling understood that this was a dangerous signal, but he was already very sleepy, and before he had time to remind himself to be careful, he fell asleep in the reassuring darkness.

The author has something to say: When I was still in high school, I would play a few movies and episodes of American dramas every week when I went home to watch at school. Back then, I watched "The Sun Also Rises" after turning off the lights and curled up under the covers. Although I was stupid and uneducated at that time, I watched the whole movie with a half-knowledge, but after watching it, I was so excited that I almost didn't fall asleep all night. This is probably called ignorance... This song sung by Huang Qiusheng in the movie I still like the song very much until now, so I sang it through the mouth of the king [doge]