greatest comfort

Yan Leiting said: "You didn't treat this guitar as an ornament, but as your most precious thing. This is the greatest comfort to him."

"I hope so." Gu Jiacheng stroked the guitar, "If it wasn't for him, I would have no chance to get in touch with music."

"So, those songs you sang..."

"It's all self-taught." Gu Jiacheng said with a sense of pride in the corner of his mouth, "No matter what the song is, I only need to watch it a few times and listen to it a few times."

"Oh?" Yan Leiting raised his eyebrows. "real?"

"Why, don't you believe it?" Gu Jiacheng asked.

Yan Leiting contacted him: "Give me the guitar."

Gu Jiacheng was stunned, "Do you play the guitar too?" Then he passed the guitar carefully.

Yan Leiting hugged the guitar, plucked the strings, raised his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Are you surprised?"

The sound of the piano echoed in the small room, and Gu An cheered: "Uncle Yan can sing to my brother and me!" Great!

Brother, Uncle Yan can sing beautifully! "Gu Jiacheng was really surprised. He really couldn't see that Yan Lei Ting could play the guitar. That way, whenever he made a mistake due to distraction, is this person really listening?"

"Last time I heard you sing jazz, and your English is pretty good." Yan Leiting asked, "Have you heard of the "Changsi Hotel"? "

Gu Jiacheng was even more shocked: "Can you play?"

That is to say, this song Gu Jiacheng will not.Yan Leiting raised his mouth in satisfaction: "Want to study?"

The young Liuli's eyes have a dazzling look: "Think!"

Yan Leiting said, "Then look at it, it's great."

Flicking five fingers, Yan Leiting's hands suddenly flowed with a light and beautiful prelude.He plucks the strings very quickly, but with incredible grace and ease.

Looking at the jumping fingers on the string, Gu Jiacheng just felt that his heartbeat was gradually accelerating, so fast that he completely lost control.

Suddenly, Yan Leiting stopped moving, and started beating the guitar with his palms and knuckles, producing drum sounds.

Combined with the deliberate tone-down of the keys, it instantly transports one to the most mysterious other side of the ocean.Desolate land.

This hand really exceeded Gu Jiacheng's expectations, but it was really good.

Gu Jiacheng didn't know what others looked like when he played the guitar, but now he knows that the people in front of him are really charming when he plays the guitar.

"On a dark desert road, my hair is cool..."

Yan Leiting opened his lips slightly and began to sing.Perhaps to match the lyrics, his voice became hoarse and hoarse, with an uncanny magic that firmly captured the hearts of the audience.

"The warm scent of Coletas, rising from the sky..."

Gu Jiacheng listened in a daze, completely forgetting to learn playing skills, until his ears returned to calm, and was pushed by Gu An, and suddenly healed.

"Brother, why don't you applaud?" Gu An said dissatisfied: "Isn't Uncle Yan singing well?"

Yan Leiting smiled, held the guitar, and asked, "Are you ready?"

Gu Jiacheng's face was hot, and he was afraid to look into Yan Leiting's deep eyes. "Can you play again?"

"Yes." Yan Leiting smiled and played again in front of his elder brother and younger sister Gu.

After a few minutes, the song ended.

"How about this? Will you?" "Play it again." Gu Jiacheng blushed, "It's too difficult..."

Yan Leiting would not refuse, held the guitar firmly, and played the song again.

"What about this time?"

"I..." Gu Jiacheng took a deep breath and blinked. "actually, I……"

"Come here." Yan Leiting waved to him.

Gu Jiacheng got up and walked towards him: "What are you doing?"

Yan Leiting patted the seat next to him and said, "Sit here."

Gu Jiacheng sat down to ask, but Yan Leiting handed over the guitar.

He said, "I'll teach you..."

After taking the guitar, Gu Jiacheng asked curiously: "How do you plan to teach?"

After Yan Leiting pointed to the position of the left and right fingers, he made a gesture of hanging the guitar in the air, and then said, "Try to do it with me." Then he hummed and moved his fingers slowly.

Gu Jiacheng looked at it, observed his fingering carefully, and kept up with his rhythm.

The guitar played intermittently in the room, and under Yan Leiting's careful guidance, the young man gradually absorbed new nutrients.

Whenever he played incorrectly, Yan Leiting would always hold his hand and tell him exactly where the sound should fall.

The hands were broad and powerful, and the palms were warm, like the arms that protected him from harm.

Gu An sat in front of the two of them, holding her small face, listening to the unpleasant song with interest, and didn't seem to feel tired.

My brother seems to like his friend Uncle Yan very much.

Where's Uncle Yan?

When he fell asleep, Gu An's little hands were tightly held together.

Uncle Yan will always be like this, is it great for her and her brother?

Can you?

Extra Seventeen Years (13);

Maybe it's because of a change of medicine, or because it's adapted to a strange environment.

Yan Leiting slept very soundly tonight.Until Gu Jiacheng got up and made breakfast the next day, he still had no sign of waking up...

Thinking of the wound, Gu Jiacheng couldn't help but worry, so he came to the door, gently pushed the door open, and looked up.

On a dilapidated small wooden table, someone was covered with a thin blanket, sleeping soundly.

The morning sun passed through the window sill and hit his handsome face, painting him with soft light.

Well... if you ignore his ugly haircut and messy bandages, such a scene is actually quite enjoyable.

Ye Chen, he will practice well and try to make the bandage look better next time.

Lifting his lips, there was an emotion in the boy's eyes that he didn't even notice.

"Brother..." Gu An's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Gu Jiacheng was so scared that he turned around quickly and made a silent gesture to her.

"Shh." He said awkwardly, "Don't bother him."

Gu An covered his mouth and turned his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Looking at the house again, he found that the person hadn't been awakened yet.Gu Jiacheng heaved a sigh of relief and closed the door carefully.

After Gu Jiacheng returned to the house, Gu An asked with a smile: "Brother, why, don't you call Uncle Xingyan?"

"He's injured, so give him more rest." Gu Jiacheng said to Gu An with a backpack on his back: "I'm going to work, you must be great in the apartment, remember to eat and take medicine."

Gu An said softly: "I know."

Suddenly remembered something, he knelt down and asked, "Hanghang, can you do me a favor?"

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