Chapter 1571 When You Are Old
"When you are old, your hair turns white, and you feel sleepy and drowsy."
The sunlight fell on her.
The velvety white pajamas were covered in light, making them look even more furry.
The man was cooking in the kitchen, while she was sitting on the sofa with a guitar in her arms, her feet on the sofa seat, singing with an intoxicated look on her face.
"When you are old and can no longer walk, you take a nap by the fire and reminisce about your youth."
She jumped down from the sofa barefoot, strumming the guitar intermittently with her slender fingers. Although the melody was not entirely accurate, it was somewhat close, just enough to match her off-key tune.
"How many people have loved you in your youthful days, admired your beauty, whether it was fake or true~"
She walked in circles from the living room to the kitchen, singing a warm love song with great joy. Her clear voice was like the light spots jumping on the marble at this moment, full of happiness and relaxation.
"There is only one person who still loves your pious soul and the wrinkles on your old face."
She plucked the music with her fingers, stood on tiptoe to the rhythm, approached the man from behind, and sang in his ear very deliberately while breathing heavily.
The morning light and birdsong leaked in through the lattice windows. She circled around Cheng Zhiyuan, but the man, who was concentrating on cooking, remained unmoved, and a carrot was being cut with a crunching sound under his hands.
Miss Shen was dissatisfied and continued playing.
"When you are old, your brows and eyes are drooping, and the lights are dim and uncertain."
Cheng Zhiyuan turned to look at the porridge cooking on the fire, and immediately saw the girl's bare feet jumping on the ground.
The vein on his forehead jumped, but Shen Pianxian was still moving forward without knowing the consequences, with a mischievous expression on her delicate and perfect little face.
"The wind blows over ~ your news ~ this is me, the song in my heart ~"
She leaned her head to the man's side, strumming the guitar in a mess.
“How many people loved you when you were young and singing…”
The man bent down and picked her up upright, walked out of the kitchen and sat her on the bar, then went to the sofa to get slippers for her to put on, and continued to cook porridge.
"I admire your beauty~Fake or true~"
Miss Chen sat shakily at the bar, the melody under her hands finally stabilized, just like the rare gentle breeze at the moment, with a slow and lingering tone that tells of a lifetime of affection, and also like the two figures occupying their own sides in the kitchen.
One of them rolled up his sleeves and controlled the heat in front of the pot, preparing a hot breakfast for two people.
The other one plays the guitar half-bakedly as she pleases, sings the songs she wants as she pleases, and doesn't have to worry about catching a cold even if she goes barefoot, because there will always be someone who remembers to pick her up and put on warm shoes for her.
They seem to have nothing to do with each other, but in the morning light, in this ordinary and bright picture, they interpret the meaning of a peaceful life so vividly.
"There is only one person who still loves your pious soul and the wrinkles on your old face~"
The girl shook her head and her slippered feet swayed back and forth.
The aroma of porridge came from the kitchen behind her, and the wind was blowing the sunlight in from the window, gently lifting her hair and splashing it into an ink painting.
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After breakfast, Chen Pianxian finally had the leisure to log into her own Weibo account.
She hasn't used Weibo for a long time.
"I suspect I will be forgotten by the majority of netizens,"
Shen Pianpian was lying on the sofa with her legs crossed, her head resting on Cheng Zhiyuan's thigh, looking very comfortable.
The next day, Boss Cheng woke up and was already immersed in endless work.
He was leaning on the sofa with glasses on, looking at the financial statements in his hand while patting the girl's head.
"It doesn't matter. Keep making movies in the future. They will still remember you."
Miss Shen entered her password with a sympathetic heart and clicked to log in.
"Then I'll send a Weibo post to test the waters first."
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