Even though Li Changlin knew it was his own lie, after all Ye Xiyao really didn't have many days left.
"Brother Changlin, can you help me write another song? I know you're really amazing," Ye Xiyao looked at Li Changlin with deep affection, her eyes filled with a glow of admiration.
The song she sang, "If the Wine Dries Up for Sale", was written by Li Changlin, who at the time took only three days to complete it.
Truthfully, Ye Xiyao truly admired Li Changlin, as she had always felt that songwriting wasn't a simple task.
Especially since "If the Wine Dries Up for Sale" was indeed a classic, a song written especially for her.
However, that song was after all a tribute to Lame Grandpa; in Ye Xiyao's heart, she hoped that Li Changlin could write a love song for her.
"Okay," Li Changlin nodded firmly, he certainly wouldn't refuse such a small request.
"Thank you, Brother Changlin," Ye Xiyao was overjoyed and immediately bowed her head and gently kissed Li Changlin on the face.
