House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 853: If you want to say it ’s still off, it ’s cool to have a good autumn (2/3)

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Sometimes someone used words like "deep and calm", "soft and sad", "like an echo in the middle of the night" to describe the characteristics of saxophone. Under the performance, it seems to be squashed and elongated, like silk, lingering in people's hearts!

Although Yang Yi teased his son when he first started playing saxophone, he still couldn't bear to blaspheme the music and played it affectionately.

Especially when it comes to the phrase "respectively sorrow", he used a long tremolo to blow the raised tone like electric current, as if it could penetrate people's souls!

Murphy closed her eyes and fell into the sad music of Sachs, but even with her eyes closed, her burst of emotions could not be suppressed, and two lines of tears spread from the corner of her eyes.

Yang Yi just blows her body up, and just turned around, she saw this scene.

What is the situation? Why did you cry?

Yang Yi stopped quickly, and Saxophone's voice came to an abrupt halt. Instead, he asked with concern: "Wife, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly cry?"

"Isn't that the song I was blowing touched me?" Yang Yi also made a joke, "I'm playing so nicely? I'm not good at this thing!"

Murphy rubbed her eyes and looked at this unromantic guy angrily. She sat there sullenly, scowling moths, wrinkled noses, slightly swollen powder cheeks, filled with " I am very sad, waiting for comfort! "

Of course, Murphy ’s emotional source, Yang Yi can still guess. He put the saxophone down and sat on the coffee table in front of Murphy. He looked at her with his eyes and smiled gently: "I ’m not telling you Well, these songs are all my dreams, do n’t you think about it? It does not express my true feelings, but the emotions I constructed in order to write sad songs. "

Murphy did not understand this truth? Has Yang Yi changed her mind? Murphy doesn't know. However, she is a woman who needs a sense of security emotionally, and she can't help thinking.

I saw her pursed her lips, with a nasal voice, and said dully: "I know ... that is, after reading these lyrics, I can't help thinking of a lot of things in my mind."

"What is the mess?" Yang Yi asked.

"It's as if you like someone else, just like you wrote this song. I don't know when to start, I don't love me anymore ..." Murphy said, his heart hurt. , The eyes were red again.

Yang Yi looked distressed, and simply sat next to Murphy, took a big hand, took her over, hugged her in his arms, straddled his thigh, the two faced each other like this, Closer.

Murphy was blushed by Yang Yi, not to mention the uncomfortable emotions she did n’t know where to go. Now she turned to look at Xiao Ling, who was sitting in the crib on the side, Xiao Ling was opening Looking at the movement here with his big eyes, although he was blocked by the sofa armrests, Murphy was still a little ashamed.

"The son is watching!" Murphy said shakily.

"Don't mind him!" Yang Yi reached out and pinched Murphy's nose and smiled, "Look at you, you can make yourself so embarrassed by delusions! Is it a fool? You say it yourself!"

"You still bully me!" Murphy found out that Yang Yi, who didn't care about anything at all, exuded his nature and shouted with grievance.

"Where did you bully you?" Yang Yi smiled.

"You twist my nose!" Murphy said vigorously.

"It's not hard to use it. Just squeeze it lightly, is it also called screwing?"

"I don't care, you always kiss me when you feel distressed to me, how can you pinch me ... um ..." Murphy was speechless.

After a while, she was released, her lips were rosy and crystal clear, and her face was as red as snow. Although she was still staring at Yang Yi with vigour, the seemingly joyful emotions seemed to be coming out!

"Don't be cranky, let's be okay!" Yang Yi hugged Murphy over, let her head rest on her chest, her lips warm for a while between her temples, and then said slowly.

"After that?" Murphy actually whispered under the influence of those imaginations.

"Of course, it should be better all the time! Writing songs is just writing songs, has nothing to do with reality!" Yang Yi said softly.

I got the answer I wanted, Murphy's head rubbed against Yang Yi's chest, and he said nothing.

“I ’m going to read a word for you. Do you remember the last time I said to you,“ I ’m so sad to give a new word? ”Yang Yi asked with a smile.

"I don't remember." Murphy responded in a low voice.

"This is a word written by a person named Xin Qiji in ancient times. The full text is this: The teenager does not know the taste of sorrow and loves the upper floors. Love the upper floors and say sorrow for the new words ..." Yang Yi stunned. Thinking.

"Hey, you seem to have read one more sentence." Murphy stood up straight, and said suspiciously.

"No, this is the nameplate of the first word. There is another sentence below: Now I have a sense of sorrow and I want to say something. I want to say something, but it ’s a cool autumn!" Yang Yi shook his head and shook his head. .

Murphy could n’t help but smile lightly: “It ’s cool in autumn, this sentence sounds so casual! Just like talking.”

"Yes, what this word wants to say is that when I was young, I did n’t know what sorrow was. I like to look out into the distance from a tall building, as if I could understand the taste of sorrow. People, in order to write a good work, also reluctantly say that they are worried. Now that's okay, now I have tasted the sorrow, I can't say anything, I can only say that the weather is cool and good autumn ... Just follow the usual words Again, there is no rhyme at all. "

Yang Yi interpreted a whole bunch, and then looked at Murphy ’s eyes with a smile, and said softly: "Now the songs I wrote, they were originally forcibly describing this sentimental emotion, but they just said in the first word. Like that, if people really come to this kind of sadness, I am afraid they can't write a work expressing this emotion. "

"I understand, I just, I'm just a little bit infected by the emotions of these songs, and suddenly feel sad." Murphy grabbed Yang Yi's hand and said with his head down, "But now by your side, I just I understand that I have not lost you, and I am very happy, knowing that there is no such thing! "

Yang Dang and Murphy's thoughts were interrupted by the movement next to "Dang Dang Dang Dang!" They turned to look over.

In the crib, Xiaoluo might have seen his father and mother ignore him, and he was too lazy to continue to look at it. The little one grabbed the toy in the crib, the small plastic forklift he liked. Beating the guardrail of the crib rhythmically.

It seems to be jailbroken!

Yang Yi and Murphy withdrew their eyes and smiled at each other. Murphy also got off Yang Yi's lap and took care of his young son in the past.