Chapter 33 Willingly Falling into Your Hands
“You…” Duan Mufeng was stunned, his expression helpless.
"Alright, alright." The man sighed, leaning back lazily in his chair. "I'd like to hear it too."
A hint of expectation flashed in Lu Mingxu's eyes.
Jiang Wanrou and Jiang Keyan also looked over.
Seeing that several people were really ready to listen, Wen Yanyu choked for a few seconds, swallowed the last bite of roasted sweet potato, and threw the peel into the campfire.
"How about Lana del Rey's 'Salvatore'? I quite like this song."
None of them had any objections.
Wen Yanyu pondered for a moment, then looked up at the sky, where a sky full of stars fell into his eyes.
There was a few seconds of silence.
Closed her eyes briefly, recalled the melody, and Wen Yanyu tapped her feet and softly hummed the lyrics.
“Everything looks better from above, my king.”
"Like aquamarine, oceans blue."
“Ah-ah-ah-ah.”
“Ah-ah-ah-ah.”
The ethereal and dreamlike melody intertwines with the beautiful vocals, as if an ancient and decadent dream is slowly unfolding.
The crowd and photographers fell silent the moment the song began.
The firewood in the campfire crackled and popped as it burned, and the summer evening breeze carried the songs and melodies into the distance.
With her long, black hair flowing down her back, Wen Yanyu gazed at the burning campfire in front of her, her thoughts drifting further and further away with the song.
His expression unconsciously carried a nonchalant languor, or perhaps the weariness of being lost in memories.
Although there were no particularly advanced techniques involved, just ordinary chanting, the singing was beautiful and gentle, and the non-native language had its own unique intonation, making it captivating.
"I was so wrong not to tell, Medellín, tangerine dreams."
"Catch me if you can, working on my tan, salvatore."
"Dying by the hand of a foreign man happily."
“Ah-ah-ah-ah.”
The cool yet alluring vocals, gentle yet detached, sound as if softly singing an ancient and solemn dream.
But that gentle, melodious voice seemed to beckon you to come and drift into a dream with him.
The lingering tone blended into a sigh.
Flames burned in his eyes, red and silver mingling, and the bright moon fell into his eyes, as if the entire starry sky had been poured into them.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the photographer lingered the lens there for quite a while without cutting away.
When the music ended, there was silence all around for a long time.
After a brief silence, the comments section erupted.
Mom, I think I know what love at first sight means now.
【Baby, why did you secretly turn into a succubus behind Mommy's back? Well, I guess I'll just have to reluctantly become your boyfriend.】
[It's so weird, it sounds a bit eerie and creepy, but also strangely heartwarming. And the last few verses feel like a love song! He seduced me!! He seduced me!! He seduced me!!]
[Holy crap, I always knew he was good-looking, but I was never really struck by his looks until just now.]
[The novelist's DNA has been activated; he really resembles a fairy from the depths of a dream-core style fairytale forest—beautiful yet dangerous, but capable of saving you at crucial moments. Who understands that feeling?!]
[Ahhh, this is the first time I've ever liked this song so much! Baby is so cute! I'm a girlfriend fan now, I'm not shipping any more couples, this baby is mine alone.]
Wen Yanyu lifted her eyes, glanced at the few people around her who were in a daze, tilted her head slightly, and asked in confusion, "Didn't it sound good? Or did I sing off-key again?"
The group remained in a daze, and a question mark slowly appeared in Wen Yanyu's eyes.
I tend to get very absorbed in my singing. I used to sing off-key a lot during my audition days. Could it be that I'm off-key again...?
It's okay, he doesn't rely on this for a living anymore. After recording these few episodes, he'll go home to retire and wait for his time to pass away.
Yeah, it's okay.
Duan Mufeng was stunned for a long time, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't help but open his mouth in an exaggerated arc.
The people around remained silent.
Wen Yanyu turned her questioning gaze to Lu Mingxu beside her, and the two locked eyes for a moment.
Lu Mingxu's ears suddenly turned bright red, and as if in a state of shock, he hurriedly avoided his gaze.
Wen Yanyu: "?"
It can't be that bad, can it?
[I'm laughing so hard I'm dizzy. Wen Yanyu is questioning her existence; she's completely silent.]
[I suddenly remembered that during the early stages of Rabbit's talent show, she sang with great immersion, often singing off-key without realizing it, probably because she thought she was singing off-key.]
[Oh, I remember, back then, the baby was really amazing because of his looks, and he got a lot of audience votes, so he made it to the end.]
Jiang Wanrou was the first to come to her senses, smiling gently and praising, "It's a beautiful song, so lovely."
Jiang Keyan followed closely behind, her clear eyes rippling with emotion, her gaze flashing wildly, "I like it."
Wen Yanyu touched her nose, lowered her head to nibble on the warm sweet potato in her hand, and couldn't help but feel moved.
It's delicious.
I hardly ever ate properly while I was locked up.
He felt he could live a few more years because of the delicious food.
Jiang Keyan glanced sideways, her gaze sweeping over the two men around her who were still in a daze, before calmly looking away.
"Yan Yu, Xiao Hua said you're a great storyteller. How about we take care of the kids together tomorrow? I'd like to hear you tell a story too, okay? Is that okay? Is that okay?"
The girl smiled, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she curved her lips into a coquettish gesture as she leaned forward and grabbed the boy's arm.
Wen Yanyu was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Sure, I'll tell you all about it tomorrow."
"Okay!" Jiang Keyan nodded obediently.
As a pampered little girl raised in a large family, she was naturally kind, cheerful, and "naive".
However, as twins who will eventually inherit the vast family business with her older sister, what she has learned is never just how to dress herself up and enjoy life.
besides.
Control and plunder.
She has always known what she wants.
Jiang Keyan smiled sweetly.
The campfire crackled and popped.
Sang Yu recovered from the strange melody and looked up at Lu Mingxu.
As soon as I looked up, I saw the other person's earlobes, which were bright red and illuminated by the small lamp in the courtyard.
My heart skipped a beat.
Her gaze unconsciously shifted to the left, landing right in the man's eyes.
In an instant, she felt her blood rushing backward and her heart sinking to the bottom.
She saw in it what she had seen in the mirror before—emotions so subtle that they hadn't even been noticed by the person in question.
Sang Yu glanced one last time at Wen Yanyu, who was chatting with someone beside her, then lowered her head, a mix of emotions swirling in her eyes.
Confusion and helplessness, pain and bewilderment surged wildly in his eyes, finally turning into resentment and jealousy, and his fingertips had unknowingly dug into his palm.
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