One Yuan Bride VS Global Chief

On the stage, the man with an extraordinary temperament, like an immortal, slowly raised his hand, gently moved the microphone, and his eyes met Shaohua's eyes. So far apart and so tall, the man looked like

There is a magical power that makes people feel that the light in his eyes is so focused and profound, and his voice is soft and plain, but it makes people feel deeply shocked. ()

When he opened his mouth, only four words came out blank.

"Happy birthday."

Immediately, he raised his hand and held the microphone stand. The night wind blew, and his hair was slightly raised, giving him a sense of elegance and ease. He slowly opened his mouth and sang a simple song.

"Happy Birthday Song".[

Just like a year ago, Yi liked the elegant tone at the birthday party.

Very nice to listen to.

However, it just sounds nice and lacks a sense of lingering and deep love.

Yi likes to sit in front of the piano. His delicate fingers slowly lift up and fall beautifully on the black and white keys. There is a beautiful sound accompanying the singing.

The most familiar melody - the basic tone of Happy Birthday.

Yi Xiang played very seriously, maybe it was her specialty, maybe it was her deep love. Her nervousness slowly dissipated, and there was only his singing in her ears. She slowly closed her eyes and slowly felt it.

Believe it or not, God treats everyone fairly in this world.

She doesn't have a smart enough brain, but she has keen enough feelings.

Feelings about music.

With her eyes closed, she could keep up with his tone and his feeling, making everyone feel that this song was like the same person.

The whole place was quiet, everyone looked at the handsome men and beauties under the light and shadow, and the black piano, which was as beautiful as a dream.

Yi Qian heard the smooth and gentle tone in her ears, and suddenly realized that it was so in tune with her own breathing.

He turned his head slightly and saw the woman, sitting quietly in front of the piano, with a faint smile on her lips. She was less embarrassed and nervous, calm and quiet, her fingers dropped together, and her little head raised slightly.

Rise and fall, as if immersed in this music.

The original four lines were sung twice and were about to end, but Yi Qian seemed to be obsessed and possessed and spoke again.

Just like back then, when he taught her to practice piano, she was so devoted and well-behaved.

He was beside him, humming softly in the lightest tone and echoing.

They don't need to talk, just like this, they can feel the sound of flowers blooming in each other's hearts.

It was afternoon, and the sun was shining just right on them, making them look so warm and beautiful.

The whole world seemed to be asleep. In Nuo Da's Yi family mansion, there was only the sound of her piano and his random hum floating around. Those years and the tranquility made all the servants in the Yi family mansion feel uncomfortable.

The man quietly smiled.[

At this moment, it is really the same as before.

It was still so beautiful that it captivated everyone in the audience.

It was like a dream that he didn't want to wake up from. It was such a beautiful dream that he wanted to continue endlessly, so the lyrics of the happy birthday song were transformed into a hum with the same tune.

The expression on her face also softened a lot, and her piano sound became more delicate and moving with his softness.

Such a beautiful combination.

It's so beautiful that when you look at it, you feel inexplicably moved to tears.