Song of Qingqiu

Following the call of "Master", the three people around the table turned their heads at the same time.I saw a handsome young man walking over, holding a glass of wine in one hand, yelling earnestly, walking to Mo Yuan's side with handsome steps.

Bai Qian recognized this person, he was the keyboard player in the band.

Bai Qian couldn't help but ask, "Are you and him a master and apprentice?"

"Just kidding. His name is Diefeng, and he was the keyboard player of our band back then." Mo Yuan explained lightly, reaching out to pat Diefeng, trying to stop his words.

"Where!" I didn't want to stack the wind, but sat down with a glass of wine, stared at Bai Qian and said seriously, "You don't know how great Master is. Following him, we all learned a lot, and only then did we know the truth. Rock music can still play so many tricks, so I convincingly call him my master."

No wonder, Bai Qian thought in her heart.Mo Yuan was in the same band as him, and he was not much older than him, at most he was called a brother.To be able to be called Master by others convincingly shows that Mo Yuan is a top player in music.

"Yes, yes, I have listened to your song "Burning", Super Burning. My niece Feng Jiu also likes to listen to your songs!" Bai Qian echoed.

After hearing this, Diefeng showed a bright smile, stood up from the chair, bent down deeply, made an exaggerated gesture of invitation, and said, "May I have the honor to invite this Miss a dance?"

"No, no," Bai Qian panicked, "I, I can't dance."

The Diefengchu remained motionless, his mouth moved, and he wanted to say something to pull Bai Qian into the dance floor.But Mo Yuan patted him on the shoulder at this moment, and said, "Stop messing around. Go dance with others. Miss Bai really can't dance."

Looking at the back of Diefeng leaving angrily, Zheyan, who had been sitting silently by the side, suddenly spoke at this moment: "A Yuan, don't hang out with such dubious people anymore. " Zheyan has always been gentle and good-natured, and rarely speaks in such a serious and solemn tone.

"Are you saying that he is not three and four, or that I am not three and four?" Mo Yuan's face darkened, and he turned to look at Zheyan.

"A Yuan," Zheyan straightened her body on the sofa, and said earnestly, "You are not young anymore, you should have a serious job to do. You are an LSE graduate, you can't be reduced to fooling around in bars .”

"I sang in bars and earned my living by myself. How could I be called a fool? Besides, I'm not a graduate of LSE, and I haven't even finished my studies." Mo Yuan retorted word by word. Yan's tone was a little angry, and that originally hard face looked especially stern at this moment.All of a sudden, the dialogue between the two brothers became tense, full of strong sexual flavor.

Bai Qian looked at them and wanted to go up to persuade them, but she didn't know how to speak.

At this time, Zheyan suddenly let out a long sigh, then paused, and then said: "Dad has been sick for the past two days." He looked up at Mo Yuan when he said this, but did not say the following if.

But Mo Yuan's hand holding the wine glass trembled suddenly, his brows frowned slightly, and then he paused severely, but he didn't answer, and the expression on his face gradually showed an indescribable sternness.Bai Qian suddenly thought of the canyon swept by the cold wind.She has never seen Zheyan like this, let alone Mo Yuan like this.In her heart, although Mo Yuan has a solemn face, his heart is hot and soft, and he has never been so cold and gloomy like now.Something must have happened, she thought to herself, but it was hard to ask.At this time, an invisible force was accumulating between the two of Zhe Yuan, and this force seemed to explode at any time.

Bai Qian felt that she could no longer stand by and watch, so she opened her mouth and said to Mo Yuan, "Mr. Mo, don't you want to ask me to dance?"

Mo Yuan was taken aback, "Don't you know how to dance?"

"You can dance with me." Bai Qian smiled lightly.

At this time, a waltz sounded on the dance floor.The music is melodious and melodious.People in twos and threes on the dance floor have already jumped up to the music.

Mo Yuan followed Bai Qian, and the two stepped onto the dance floor one after the other.Mo Yuan took Bai Qian's hand, and with a little effort, pulled her in front of him.One hand gently covered her waist, and the other hand carefully pulled her delicate and white hand.The big hand and the small hand were intertwined in an instant, which also caused the temperature between the two to rise suddenly.

Bai Qian raised her head and looked at Mo Yuan's sculpted face like an axe. The sharpness of the quarrel with Zheyan just now remained, but the once harsh wind in her eyes had gradually turned into gentleness. Against the dim light of the bar, Suddenly appearing confused and intoxicated but full of temptation.Bai Qian only felt that her breathing had suddenly accelerated a lot.

Bai Qian really can't dance.I don't know how to move, I don't know how to step, and I don't know how to advance or retreat.Fortunately, there is Mo Yuan.Mo Yuan led her, singing and dancing in the middle of the dance floor to the tune of the waltz.

"Don't you know how to dance? Why would you invite me to dance?" Mo Yuan asked in a low voice.

"I just don't want to see you arguing with Zheyan." Bai Qian replied frankly.Of course she didn't want to see Mo Yuan and Zheyan quarreling, both of them were too kind to her.But she seemed to be thinking more than that in her heart.

"Zheyan has always disapproved of my singing." Mo Yuan said lightly, "He always feels that this is not a serious matter."

"Hmm." Bai Qian nodded, only feeling Mo Yuan's hand gently push her waist, so she followed his lead and turned around dexterously.She didn't know why she suddenly learned to dance.

"But you are brothers after all, even if you can quarrel." Bai Qian smiled, "Maybe, he just doesn't understand your music. You should communicate with him more, or show him your album."

"He doesn't like it." Mo Yuan smiled wryly.In his own life, he has been striving, persevering, and working hard for music... Just like what he sang in the song, he is burning for his ideals.But the most ridiculous thing is that those who oppose him the most and put him under the greatest pressure are his own family members.

But Bai Qian still smiled softly: "But he treats you very well. He will come to you if he is in trouble, and you will try your best to help him. For example, today." At this point, Bai Qian raised her arms slightly. Looking at Mo Yuan, he said very seriously: "This is the relative. Only relatives will be like this, no matter how much they quarrel, they will not break up."

Mo Yuan looked at her and smiled, then pulled her towards him again.At this time, Bai Qian's hair had been untied, and it naturally fell to her shoulders, making her beautiful face softer.And Mo Yuan's eyes became gentle and soft again, even the lights on the dance floor of the bar couldn't cover his moonlight-like gentle and cool eyes.

Bai Qian was pulled, held, and carried by him, spinning back and forth on the dance floor.At this moment, she seemed to suddenly understand her own heart.

It turned out that she really wanted to be with him.Comfort him, stay close to him.Smell the smell of red wine on his body, the smell of perfume, and his unique smell.And every taste intoxicated her.She knew that she was standing on the edge of a cliff, and if she fell, she would be in a black abyss that would never be restored.However, today is a day that is too tiring, a day that is too stressful, a day that has been fought hard in the workplace, so I just indulge myself once, let myself be intoxicated in red wine, dance music, and in the arms of the person in front of me , but so what.

She saw that Mo Yuan suddenly stopped smiling.She looked at him with some trepidation.She had never seen him like this.But Mo Yuan still held her, tall and handsome like a green pine.In his eyes at this moment, there was a kind of brilliance that shocked her.

Then, she heard Mo Yuan leaning close to her ear, saying words that were completely illogical but made her heart beat so fast that she couldn't restrain it: "I'm sorry, I love you."

Just then, the music stopped.