The days of cohabitation with gangster boyfriend

Chapter 129

There was silence on the phone for a while before his voice came: "It's not suitable for me to go up."

I glanced at Tang Lin, who was putting his fingers to his lips, who seemed to be thinking, and understood what Dai Xichen meant. "There's nothing inappropriate."

"Well, I'll go up in a while."

When Dai Xichen came in, the director was discussing the plot of the script with me.

I raised my eyes to look at him, and he also looked at me, without words, without expression, just a meeting of eyes, my mood will be shocked, and the original depression will be swept away.

This is love, anything can be suppressed, and longing cannot be suppressed.

Putting away the slight smile on the corner of my mouth, I lowered my head and said seriously to the director: "I can understand the state of mind of the heroine, she is here to fulfill the one she loves."

The music producer went on to say: "You can imagine that you love someone deeply, and you watch him walk past you with other women in his arms, and you endure the pain and pretend not to care, because you love him, in order not to Losing him, you can bear anything. But you see him conflicting and struggling, and you know it's all because of you... So, between his relief and your happiness, you have to give up the same..."

I quietly glanced at Dai Xichen.

He stood by the window with his back to me, the wind blew, and a yellow leaf floated past him.

Just like that autumn season, he turned around without hesitation, between my relief and his happiness, resolutely chose to part with his love for me...

Did he ever stare at my back like the heroine in the script, until I disappeared from his sight, he was still staring...

"I see, I know how to play..." I sat in front of the piano with my fingers on the keys.

The prelude music sounded, he gradually turned around, and his eyes fell on my face.

The saddest music, the longest longing, coupled with the most distant gaze at this moment, what kind of rationality can suppress this infatuated love...

With every tremor of my fingertips, there will be a melody like weeping, and I can read the emotion in his eyes.

Near the end of the song, he looked away and quietly walked out of the room.

I closed my eyes and thought about his eyes, and the melody of the final verse was very hard to let go.

I understand that it's not that his love is not persistent enough, it's that I came back too late!

After playing the last note, when I opened my eyes, the music producer stood up excitedly, eagerly asked the staff in charge of the recording, saw them reply with an OK gesture, and clapped my hands very satisfied.

When he walked out of the recording room, the music producer's excitement had not subsided: "Mr. Meng told me that the piano can play such a sad melody, but I still didn't believe it..."

He looked at Tang Lin and said without a trace of compliment, "Mr. Meng really has vision. If this piece of music is combined with other strings to make a pop song, it will definitely become a classic in pop music."

Hearing what he said, I feel a little relieved. If this song is a hit, my liquidated damages may be less.

I laughed and accepted other people's compliments, and when others didn't notice, I couldn't help rubbing my feet towards the door with small steps.

After finally moving to the door, I looked towards the corridor.

(End of this chapter)