Chapter 51-I love your song very much
Why did he send me WeChat suddenly?
This seems to be the first time he took the initiative to send me a message, right?
Wow!
Lin Yao was holding the phone, staring at the line on the screen without blinking.
After a while, she took a deep breath and typed: "Not yet, how about you?"
Then it was deleted again.
This kind of dialogue should appear between familiar lovers, right?
Would it be too awkward to ask yourself, what if he thinks I am a very casual girl?
After thinking about it, Lin Yao typed again: "I will rest soon."
Then deleted it again.
This is too alienating, as if to imply that others should not disturb her.
So I retyped, deleted, retyped, and deleted...
Finally, when Fang Xiaole reached the entrance of the Hilton Hotel, thinking that Lin Yao was really asleep, she received her reply.
"Not yet, are you looking for me for something?"
Fang Xiaole typed: "I happened to pass by the Hilton Hotel. I brought you something by the way. Is it convenient for Fangfang to come down and pick it up?"
When recording the song, Lin Yao mentioned to Fang Xiaole that she was staying at the Hilton Hotel.
A few minutes later, Fangfang in cartoon pajamas ran out hurriedly.
Seeing Fang Xiaole standing at the door, Fangfang walked over reluctantly: "Assistant Fang, why are you running over so late?"
"I'm sorry, but I would like to trouble you to come out. I bought two bottles of medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. Please hand it to Lin Yao for me, thank you."
Fang Xiaole handed the plastic bag containing the medicine bottle and the note to Fangfang.
"Sister Yao already has medicine." Fangfang said impatiently, still taking the bag in her hand, and glanced at Fang Xiaole: "But you still have the intention, I thank you on behalf of Yao sister."
"No, no, it's all my fault, this is what I should do."
Fang Xiaole waved his hand again and again, and then said: "Then I will bother you to rest, good night."
"okay bye."
Fangfang bid farewell to Fang Xiaole, took the elevator up to the sixteenth floor, and returned to the suite where Lin Yao lived.
In order to take care of Lin Yao, Mo Yan arranges Fangfang and Lin Yao to live in the same senior suite, while Mo Yan lives in the standard room downstairs.
However, Mo Yan specifically instructed Fangfang not to let Lin Yao contact or contact "irrelevant people" again, not to let her see the bad news on the Internet, and to let her go to bed earlier.
"Hey, if Sister Yan knew that I didn't do anything she ordered, I would definitely be scolded to death."
Fangfang sighed, returned to the suite and walked into the bedroom.
"What did he bring me? Hurry, give it to me."
Lin Yao had been sitting by the bed long ago, craned her neck and waited. If the doctor hadn't told her that her feet could not go to the ground, she would have ran over and snatched things from Fangfang.
"Just two bottles of medicine."
Fangfang yawned and handed the plastic bag to Lin Yao. She was too sleepy and said to Lin Yao: "Sister Yao, you can rest early." Then she walked out of the bedroom.
"Okay, good night."
When Fangfang turned off the light and closed the bedroom door, Lin Yao immediately turned on the mobile phone flashlight, and then took out two bottles of medicine from the plastic bag.
It was two bottles of common potions for treating bruises, but Lin Yao took them in front of her eyes and looked up, down, left, and right, the corners of her mouth cocked, and she almost couldn't close her smile.
It's not counted that I forced him to buy the wife's cake, so this is the first time he took the initiative to buy something for me!
These two bottles of medicine must be kept well.
Coming from the dark bedroom, a little bit of moonlight spilled out of the window, falling finely on the bed, falling on the girl in the white nightdress, the girl pursed her mouth shyly, like a beautiful and lovely moonlight elf.
By the way, didn't the doctor prescribe me foot medicine?
Why does he buy me medicine?
Suddenly, Lin Yao's eyes moved slightly, and she saw a note in the plastic bag.
She took out the note and illuminated the words on it with her mobile phone:
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect your back hurt too. It's all my fault. I'm sorry."
The smile on Lin Yao's face paused.
Did he know that my back was hurt too?
Lin Yao remembered what Fang Xiaole and Fangfang said separately when they left the recording studio after recording the song in the afternoon.
It should be Fangfang told him at that time, right?
Looking down at the note, she could feel his guilt and uncomfortableness between the lines.
This also made her a little uncomfortable.
Lin Yao suddenly picked up the phone and typed text in the WeChat dialog box.
Fang Xiaole sat on the last bus bound for Laojie, leaned his head on the window, and stared blankly at the dim night-shrouded street outside the window.
He took out his earphones, connected it to his mobile phone, opened a music software, and searched for the singer's name: Lin Yao.
More than a dozen songs popped up soon.
Among them, two or three capitals ranked in the top 50 on the hot song list.
Fang Xiaole created a new playlist, and then listed all Lin Yao's songs in it. After thinking about it, he named the playlist——
"Her Song"
Fang Xiaole put on the headphones and began to play her song.
"The sand in the wind, the flower in the rain, he will never be touched..."
The gentle and sad singing came into the eardrums, straight through the heart.
This song is the title song of Lin Yao's last album, called "The Untouchable Him".
Although the melody of the song is not top-notch, Lin Yao's voice is very catching. Fang Xiaole soon fell into her singing. He closed his eyes and felt that his agitated mood gradually calmed down.
At the end of the song, Fang Xiaole still had some meaning. After listening to it two more times, he set "The Untouchable" as the ringtone of his mobile phone, and then set the last sentence of the lyrics as the reminder of WeChat.
At this time, the old street arrived, and Fang Xiaole got off the bus.
The community he rented is relatively remote, and he has to walk about two kilometers from the bus station to get back to the rental house.
In the moonlight, Fang Xiaole walked alone in the narrow alley.
Everything around was silent, and the broken street lamps were also swallowed by darkness. Only Fang Xiaole's own footsteps echoed in the street, clear and lonely.
"The sand at the fingertips, he in my heart, she has been waiting for."
A crisp and gentle singing sounded. This was the last lyrics of "The Untouchable Him". Fang Xiaole took out his mobile phone and saw the WeChat sent by Lin Yao.
"I'm fine, don't think too much, Fangfang likes to make a fuss, are you home yet?"
A warm light suddenly spilled over his head, and Fang Xiaole raised his head. Somehow, a broken street lamp turned on again.
He smiled and walked out of the alley under the lighting of the street lamp, a brightly lit front.
almost home.
"It will be here soon. The effect of the medicine is very good. Apply it twice a day in the morning and evening. Don't forget."
Fang Xiaole replied by typing.
"um. Thank you."
Lin Yao came back quickly.
"The third episode will start next Monday, so you can take a good rest these days."
Fang Xiaole sent a message, thought about it, and added: "When you record the show, be careful and protect yourself."
"Well, don't worry, I'm really fine." Lin Yao added a bright muscle expression behind the text.
"I'm home, you rest early..." Fang Xiaole wanted to say goodnight, but after thinking about it, he deleted the sentence and retyped:
"I like your song very much."
However, after the news was sent, Lin Yao did not receive a reply.