Chapter 531 In her singing

   If Mo Xiaodie asked Ye Mo if she wanted to hear her sing, Ye Mo would definitely say no, it's already so late, he should rest.

   However, Mo Xiaodie didn't even ask this question, what she asked was what song she liked to sing, and then went to the room to find a guitar.

   There is no option here, whether to listen to her singing or not.

   Ye Mo couldn't refuse if he wanted to.

   - Everyone is ready to sing.

   Besides, I just said that I like listening to other people's songs, but now that people are really ready to sing, but I have to slip away, it seems that the words I liked before are too hypocritical.

   There is no way, Ye Mo can only sit there, eating the fruit a little irritably, thinking in his heart: "I'm still rash."

  Mo Xiaodie took out the guitar from the room and brought a folding stool, which she usually sings while sitting in the live broadcast room.

   sat in the center of the living room, flicked his fingers on the guitar, then looked up at Ye Mo and asked:

   "Which song do you like listening to?"

   She came out of the Conservatory of Music, she has good singing skills, and she is also a person who can sing on the streets with her singing voice.

   The strength is still there.

   Holding the guitar, I feel a little more confident in my heart, and when I speak, my tone is not so nervous.

   This is the confidence that strength brings.

   Holding the guitar, the aura is self-generated.

   At the moment when she looked up, Ye Mo was a little dazed, feeling that the girl in front of her seemed to be a little different from before.

   He didn't want to listen to the song at first, but in this case, there was no way to refuse, he could only say casually: "Then sing a song "The Way You Are", I have seen the video of you singing this song."

   He had seen Mo Xiaodie's short video, there was such a song in it, and he knew she could sing.

   Moreover, he thinks Mo Xiaodie's version sounds pretty good.

  Mo Xiaodie hummed and said, "I like that song too."

   It is certain that Ye Mo has really listened to her song, so it is possible to know that there is a video of such a song in her video.

   There is more joy in my heart.

   The only thing she can have a little confidence in is her singing voice.

   Share what you think is the best thing with the person you like, this is what many girls do.

  She is no exception.

   Fingers twitched, the guitar sounded, and the intro was played.

   At this time, she was facing Ye Mo.

   This is also a picture she has fantasized about many times.

  ——She was so inferior that she didn't even dare to imagine living with Ye Mo, and that was her biggest fantasy.

   This time is also a dream come true.

   However, she really sat in front of Ye Mo, her eyes were full of this person, and the melody of the music was forgotten by her.

   Just playing a few times, it messed up the melody.

   When I was about to sing, I suddenly didn't know how to sing.

  's face turned red, his legs moved, and his body also turned, from front to Ye Mo to side to him.

   What fell in her eyes at this time was the night sky outside the window.

   Ye Mo didn't know why she suddenly turned to face him, but he didn't say anything and continued to pick up a piece of melon and stuff it into his mouth.

  These melons and fruits have been washed and cut, it would be a pity not to eat them.

   Not facing Ye Mo anymore, Mo Xiaodie's mood was not so chaotic. After playing the guitar for a minute, the chaotic mind gradually calmed down, and then he played the prelude again.

  Ye Mo doesn't know much about music. She saw her playing the guitar non-stop. She didn't understand what was going on. She thought to herself:

   "The prelude to this version is too long to sing."

   was thinking, that familiar clear voice rang:

   "Whose voice did I hear,

   Like the whimpering river in the dream.

   I see the pace of someone who is far away,

   Covers the sad eyes when saying goodbye.

   What I don't understand is why you would rather,

   Let the dust paint your face,

   is like a world that has long since forgotten,

   once had your name my voice..."

   When Mo Xiaodie opened her mouth, Ye Mo was holding a sliced ​​apple and stuffing it into her mouth, and when it was already stuffed into her mouth, she heard her singing.

  's voice was as clear and pure as always, with some sadness, just like the girl herself.

   is sung by her, and there is another kind of touching.

  Ye Mo was going to eat an apple, but his mouth was there, and he was there for a while.

   I am afraid that the sound of chewing will destroy the clear singing.

   Facing Ye Mo, Mo Xiaodie was confused for a while.

   However, when she really sang, she quickly immersed herself in the world of music.

  Some songs she can sing, some songs she can't sing.

   Some of the songs she chooses to post on the acne scar platform are all songs that can resonate with her.

   In other people's songs, she saw her own life.

   She is also singing her own life with other people's songs.

   Her singing skills are not top-notch, and many people outperform her.

  There are so many people who are willing to stay in her live broadcast room to listen to her singing, mainly because they can hear her emotions in her singing voice and can generate some emotional resonance.

   Everyone's life is different, but there are many feelings that can be shared.

   In her singing, what Ye Mo heard was her story.

   He knew everything this girl had encountered in the past few years, and he had great sympathy in his heart.

   Now listening to her singing on the spot, it feels completely different from listening on the Internet, and the feeling is more real.

   Looking at the profile of this girl who is singing seriously, there is some inexplicable sourness in my heart.

   thought to himself: "She is really pitiful, she is always so unhappy, how can I make her happy?"

   Suddenly there was such an urge to protect this girl and not let anyone or anything hurt her.

  I want to take care of this girl and make this girl happy.

   As long as he can do it, he is willing to do it.

   If Mo Xiaodie is broadcasting live at this time, he can go to two Huazi to protect her.

   But now Mo Xiaodie did not broadcast live, just sang to him alone.

  I can't find an option if I want to brush Huazi.

   Mo Xiaodie, who put down the guitar, is just a very ordinary girl next door, with a thin body and some unhealthy white complexion, which will give people a feeling of thinness.

   However, Mo Xiaodie, who was holding a guitar and singing those sad songs, was inexplicably more beautiful. With the singing, the whole person also looked pitiful, which would make life a desire to protect.

   Sing in the live broadcast room, you can get some wild big brothers to protect.

   Besides, Yiren was by his side at the moment, so he sang to him alone.

The appeal of    is not comparable to the performance on the mobile phone screen.

  Just like that, Ye Mo held the piece of apple in his mouth and listened carefully to Mo Xiaodie singing this song in a sad and pure voice:

  “…

   The unchanging you, standing in the vast world.

   A wise boy with a fragile lantern.

  You, who is dashing, will put all your thoughts in the dust.

   Lonely child, you are the grace of creation.

  …”

With the sound of    the guitar, the song ended.

   The singing had ended, and Mo Xiaodie was still immersed in that emotion for a while.

   After waiting for half a minute, he turned to ask Ye Mo:

   "This song...do you think it's good?"

   "It sounds great!" Ye Mo took out the piece of apple in his hand that he hadn't had time to chew, and said seriously, "You sing very nicely, very touching."

   "Thank you." Mo Xiaodie said.

   was very happy.

   Finally, I did something that the person I liked liked.

   - Maybe you won't remember me as a person in many years, but I hope you can remember my singing.

  Then...there will be no such regrets in life...

   asked again: "Do you still want to listen?"

   Ye Mo said: "Yes."

   "What song do you listen to?"

   "Just sing your favorite song."

   "Then...I'll sing a song "Exiled Immortal" first..."

   After saying this, Mo Xiaodie turned to Ye Mo again, holding the guitar and playing the prelude.

   The song she is going to sing now is an ancient style song released in February of this year.

   As the name suggests, this song was written by Li Bai, who was known as the exiled immortal in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

   Just when singing this song, in Mo Xiaodie's mind, the figure of Ye Mo dressed in ancient costumes.

   Ye Mo's character on the Poxyin platform is a fighter who knows martial arts. He often shoots short videos of martial arts routines, and most of the time he wears ancient costumes.

   Wearing a white robe, he floats above the crowd, like an immortal in the dust.

  Mo Xiaodie has watched each of his videos for many times, and his ancient image is deeply imprinted in his mind, so it is easy to substitute into such an imagination.

   In this song, Ye Mo heard another kind of moving.

   He forgot to eat the fruits on the coffee table.

   sat there and listened carefully to the girl singing.

   And Mo Xiaodie, also holding the guitar, sang to him one song after another.

  In this song, time is passing slowly.

   I don't know how many songs I sang. When she sang a certain song, Mo Xiaodie suddenly felt that her breath was not enough, and she couldn't sing a voice, so she coughed first.

   At this time, Ye Mo was shocked to realize that the girl sang too many songs this night, which brought a burden to her body.

   looked at the time, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

   hurriedly said to Mo Xiaodie who was about to sing again:

   "You don't have to sing, you have a good rest."

   "It's okay..." Mo Xiaodie originally wanted to say that she could sing again, but when she said these two words, she found that her voice was a little hoarse, so she didn't say any more.

   Indeed, she sang a little too long tonight, beyond what her body could bear.

   "It's past eleven o'clock in the evening, let's rest early," Ye Mo said, afraid that the girl would still sing, "I'll have something to do tomorrow, and I'll have to rest earlier."

   Having said that, Mo Xiaodie is even more difficult to persevere.

   stood up, bowed to Ye Mo, and said, "Thank you for listening for so long."

   Ye Mo also bowed to her and said, "Thank you for bringing me such a nice singing voice."

   After listening to Mo Xiaodie sing so many songs, his feelings for this girl became different again.

   seems to be a lot closer.

   That night, when lying on the bed and sleeping, Mo Xiaodie's voice still echoed in her mind, and she recalled the figure of her sitting there singing with a guitar in her arms.

   is thin and pitiful.

   It seems that this girl's world is a cold winter. She is thinly dressed and wants to find warmth in this world, but she can't find it.

   There is an impulse in my heart to hug her, care for her, and give her warmth.

   After a long time, he sighed.

   thought to himself: "I'll work hard to earn money, so that I can give her a few more flowers."

   It is certainly more affordable to give money directly.

   But he also knew what kind of girl Mo Xiaodie was, and if she gave money directly, this girl would definitely not accept it.

   All he could think of was a few more carnivals.

   The next day, when I woke up early in the morning, before it was very bright, I saw Mo Xiaodie busy making breakfast in the kitchen.

   is another ten.

   couldn't help saying: "You really don't need to work so hard, I don't have any requirements for breakfast, you can eat whatever you want."

   "It's okay, I want to eat it too." Mo Xiaodie said.

   After saying this, Ye Mo can't say anything else.

   After washing up, he went down for a run. When he came back, Mo Xiaodie's breakfast was not ready, so he washed the pajamas that he had changed.

  There is a washing machine at home, and everything else is washed in the washing machine. He washed the short pants inside.

   Mo Xiaodie was busy in the kitchen. Seeing this scene, she suddenly felt guilty: "He wouldn't know about the fact that I was wearing his clothes yesterday, right?"

   Then he looked up, as if there were no cameras in this room, which made him feel a little more at ease.

  ——Maybe it's just that this boy doesn't want to bother himself to help him do the laundry.

  After the exchange of singing last night, this time at breakfast, Ye Mo was less restrained and felt a little more at ease.

   It's just that he noticed that Mo Xiaodie, who was eating breakfast with him, looked a little wandering and blushed from time to time.

   made him feel a little strange.

   It’s hard to ask.

   When I was having breakfast, I received a WeChat message from Liu Qing:

   "I have nothing to do today, you can move freely."

   He replied, "I see."

  Mo Xiaodie watched him send and receive messages, and there was some loss in his eyes, and asked faintly: "Is the boss looking for you again?"

  It was like this yesterday, the two got along well, and then the boss called the boy away.

  It happened again today.

   It doesn't mean that he resents the boss, but that he feels a little lost.

   "No," Ye Mo said, "The boss is fine today, let me move freely."

   Mo Xiaodie was happy when she heard the words, her eyes lit up.

   was about to say something when he heard Ye Mo say:

   "If there is nothing for me, then I just go to the boxing club to train."

   still have to leave.

   Mo Xiaodie's eyes dimmed again.

   But she also knew that Ye Mo was a fighter and would definitely need training to participate in official fighting competitions in the future.

   She couldn't find a reason to keep this boy.

   only asked: "Then...are you coming back for lunch at noon?"

   "No, there are special nutritious meals there." Ye Mo said.

   Mo Xiaodie snorted and asked, "What about that night? Can you come back for dinner tonight?"

When    asked this, he looked at Ye Mo with some begging in his eyes.

  Ye Mo originally wanted to say that he would not eat here at night, but looking at her eyes, his heart softened inexplicably, and said:

   "At night... I should be back..."

   (end of this chapter)