Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

Hua Yunsen opened the door and turned on the light, his expression shocked.

This studio is useless for two or three years.

In the morning, it was messy and dusty everywhere, but at this time it was neat and spotless, everything was neatly organized.

He walked in and looked around.

The phone rang, and he answered the phone, "Aunt Chen...well...it was very clean...it's okay, you blame Wanwan, or she will hate me...I live here well, don't worry... …good night!"

His eyes were placed on the refrigerator, with a note on it: everything in the refrigerator was about to become fossils, sorry, I threw it away without your permission! I bought the fruit and put it in it, as compensation!

Below is a cute smiling face.

He unknowingly stretched out his hand to touch the handwriting and smiling face on the note. Tuantuan would draw this cute smiling face on every book, and even secretly painted all on him.

He suddenly took his hand and walked out.

What's wrong with him recently, why does he keep thinking of Tuantuan when he sees anything?

Take a deep breath, Tuantuan, are you very happy now?

So that you have forgotten your brother?

Sitting in front of the many musical instruments in the studio, his heart slowly settled down.

When he is creating, he can really calm down.

The only heir to the Hua family, with a huge family business, but not interested in doing business, he only loves music.

You forgot me

I keep wondering why do you forget me

Everything in the past, after many years, is still emerging.

Others say that you have forgotten me, only I don't believe it.

You are kind and gentle, how can you forget my favor!

You are clever, but always rely on me to tie your hair!

Oh! Don't forget me, because I will be sad.

If this can be exchanged for your happiness, then forget it.

I will not be angry!

...

In one breath, he wrote a song.

Then I sat there, staring at the words and sentences of the lyrics so I was fascinated.

the next day

Wu Limo came to the studio at noon, opened the door and walked in. She looked around and everything was the same as when she left yesterday.

She walked to the refrigerator, her note was gone, and a new note was posted on it.

The above handwriting is a bit familiar, and she is even a little trance.

It seemed to be back in childhood, when she passed notes to her brother.

She stretched out her hand to take down the note and read it carefully: I'm sorry, I haven't been back in a long time, and you are tired. There are candies I brought back in the living room for you!

Wu Limo walked to the living room and saw a delicate bottle. She picked it up, "Wow, it looks like a crystal. It's beautiful."

She had never seen the candy in the bottle, so she picked up one and put it in her mouth. It was delicious.

The sugar paper is also super beautiful. She slowly folded the sugar paper into a paper crane, then opened the drawer and put it in.

She thought for a while and put the bottle on the table again.

I took out the post-it and wrote seriously: Yesterday I was really tired, so I ate a candy. It's very delicious, but my mother taught me since I was young that I can't just ask for other people's things. So, thank you for your kindness!

After reposting it on the refrigerator, Wu Limo began to walk around to see where she needed to clean up.

The rule is to clean up twice a week, wash clothes, etc. However, she just cleaned up yesterday, so there seems to be nothing to clean up today.

Suddenly, she found a little mess in the music room.

She ran in and put all the instruments back in place.

She also went to rearrange the paper scattered on the table, and suddenly she had a meal in her hand.