At this moment, Ling Momo could no longer tolerate the torment inflicted by Li Qingshen. She slammed her pen down heavily on the table, glaring at Li Qingshen with puffed cheeks.
Li Qingshen’s chest heaved as he clenched his fists. Seeing Ling Momo’s large eyes gazing intensely at him, filled with deep irritation and anger, his eyes involuntarily darkened. Then, he raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and stared at Ling Momo, questioning word by word, "What is the theme of this song?"
Despite her strong objections internally, Ling Momo obediently answered Li Qingshen’s question, "Secret Love."
"Right, Secret Love!" Li Qingshen emphasized these three words heavily. "Haven’t you ever been secretly in love?"
Hearing this, Ling Momo couldn’t help but blink. Her original annoyance gradually turned into confusion.
"If you have been secretly in love, then try to recall that feeling..."
Li Qingshen stared at Ling Momo’s face, paused for a moment, his gaze becoming slightly unfocused, his tone gradually becoming the calmest, "Feel the taste of that secret love over and over again, then write with your heart..."
A layer of brightness gradually gathered in Ling Momo’s eyes. She lifted her head and looked at Li Qingshen.
The man’s calm and picturesque face was stunningly mesmerizing, and in the depths of his eyes, a hint of sorrow lingered.
"Do you know why I insist that you write the lyrics yourself?"
Ling Momo shook her head.
Li Qingshen’s gaze gradually darkened. He stared into Ling Momo’s eyes for a long time, his pupil’s color flickering.
In the end, the sorrowful color in his eyes deepened, "I turned my ten years of secret love into this song. This feeling is something no one can truly understand. Hence, the lyrics must be written with your own experience of secret love. Only then can you truly grasp the essence of this song and sing out the most perfect, heart-touching voice."
A decade of secret love captured in this song?
Ling Momo’s eyes widened as she looked at Li Qingshen, unable to help but become slightly entranced.
She knew he had secretly loved a girl, and he had also told her... but she did not realize he had been secretly in love with that girl for ten years...
All this time, she had been writing lyrics just to write them, whereas he composed music with his heart.
No wonder he was always dissatisfied with the lyrics she wrote.
At that moment, Ling Momo seemed to suddenly understand why the song could become a hit...
"And your lyrics, while beautifully crafted, are very hollow."
Li Qingshen’s lips were thin and pale. The sorrow in his eyes seemed to converge into a focal point, directly reaching Ling Momo’s eyes. He sighed softly, his tone light, "If you have been in secret love, then truly reminisce over that feeling."
Ling Momo did not speak, still intently gazing into Li Qingshen’s eyes, and Li Qingshen did not look away.
The two just continued to gaze deeply at each other.
After a long time, Li Qingshen finally stood up straight, raised his wrist to check his watch, and softly said, "It’s getting late. You should rest early."
Then, without waiting for Ling Momo to respond, he got up and walked out of the music room.
Ling Momo turned her head, clearly seeing a trace of loneliness in Li Qingshen’s departing figure, just like the taste of secret love... Google seaʀᴄh noⅴelfire.net