Li Hanchen had listed more than 50 recommended songs for Mu Sheng. Initially, when she listened to them one by one, she did not feel that there was anything wrong.
After Mu Sheng had finished listening to all the songs, she found that li Hanchen had written 3,2,7,19,… On the back of the paper. A series of numbers.
Mu Sheng had always been sensitive to music and numbers. She looked at the numbers li Hanchen had left behind for a while, and then tried to match each number to the notes of the previous piano piece.
50 piano pieces, 50 notes.
Mu Sheng glanced at the 50 notes and knew that it was a short piece of complete music.
She took the music score to the piano room and tried to play it.
After he finished playing this one time, Mu Sheng’s face began to turn slightly red.
Music was the reaction of a person’s inner emotions. It could turn abstract scenes into music. At this moment, Mu Sheng seemed to be brought to the lake under the moonlight. The daffodils quietly released their fragrance. Not far away, li Hanchen walked slowly, his eyes filled with the gentleness of the moonlight.
She tried to search for the music score on her phone and found that it was a very famous piano song.
It was called “dream of love.”
Mu Sheng sat in front of the piano and looked at the name of the piano piece. Her heart beat a little faster.
That layer of window paper, which was already riddled with holes, seemed so vulnerable under this piano piece. Countless emotions whizzed out from the depths of his heart, surrounding his heart and cheering for joy, finally scattering flowers all over the ground.
Mu Sheng sat quietly in the piano room. The moonlight outside the window was like water. After some time, she finally stood up and walked out.
Li Hanchen still did not contact Mu Sheng.
And that night, Mu Sheng fell asleep while listening to the piano piece “dream of love.”
The next morning, Mu Sheng looked at his phone when he woke up. Li Hanchen had sent her a few WeChat messages and Mu Sheng called him.
The call was picked up very quickly. Li Hanchen’s voice sounded very tired.”You’re awake?”
“Yes.” Hearing li Hanchen’s voice, Mu Sheng’s eyes subconsciously showed a smile.
“Are you busy today?”
“I’m busy.” Mu Sheng nodded.”I have to go to the set later. Today is the time to report to the new set.”
“Yes.” After a long meeting, li Hanchen was so tired that he could not speak.”Then get up and have breakfast. I want to rest for a while.”
“Alright,” he said. Mu Sheng lifted the blanket and sat up. He saw a suit hanging not far away. It was the one li Hanchen had left behind after he had put it on her during the last rain.
Mu Sheng’s heart skipped a beat and he called out to li Hanchen.”Li Hanchen.”
“Yes.” Li Hanchen yawned, lifted the quilt, and lay down.
“Come back early.”
Li Hanchen chuckled.”Alright, I’ve only been gone for a day, haven’t I?”
“But I’m starting to miss you.” That was what Mu Sheng thought in his heart, so he subconsciously said,
It was not until she heard the obviously heavy breathing on the other end of the phone that Mu Sheng realized what she had said. She hurriedly said that she was going to have breakfast and then hung up the phone.
On the other end of the phone, li Hanchen, who was already very sleepy, was completely awake because of Mu Sheng’s words.
He raised his arm and helplessly pinched the space between his eyebrows. He looked at the phone that had been hung up, and his eyes were filled with gentleness and love.
“You only know how to torture me.”