Chapter 10 I Want to Hear You Play the Guitar

When copying books, it is also equivalent to Fang Yi revisiting the past, making money and reading books.

Unconsciously, time passed little by little.

As it approached one in the morning, Fang Yi couldn't hold it any longer, and stopped to rub his sore wrist.

"Translator!"

"Translator!"

At this moment, he seemed to hear someone calling him vaguely.

The other party seemed to be deliberately pressing his throat, unable to hear who it was.

Who is it?

This big night!

Confused, Fang Yi opened the window and looked downstairs.

Through the dim street lights, I saw a petite girl standing downstairs in shorts and shorts, with her hands rolled into a trumpet shape and placed to her mouth.

If it's not Zhao Wanqiu, who else is it!

Seeing it was her, Fang Yi frowned slightly and said, "Why haven't you slept so late?"

"I can not sleep!"

Zhao Wanqiu suppressed his voice, for fear of disturbing other people.

The work of the anchor chain factory is quite tiring. I basically sleep at this point, and it is not good to make noise to other people.

Fang Yi asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Brother Yi, I'm a little scared for the surgery tomorrow!" Zhao Wanqiu said, staring at Fang Yi with big eyes. Her eyes were full of anticipation, and a dependence she hadn't noticed herself.

In the first eighteen years of her life, the most serious illness for her was probably the high fever at the age of ten.

But today, when I first learned that I had lung cancer, and then learned that I would have surgery tomorrow, fear, anxiety, and apprehension suddenly flooded into my heart.

Facing Zhao Wanqiu's expectant eyes, Fang Yi said softly, "Wait for me below!"

After all, he closed the window.

Pulling out a t-shirt and putting it on, Fang Yi walked out of the bedroom lightly, and then slowly opened the door.

"Why are you sneaking around so late?"

Although his movements were already very light, Zhuang Shufen was awakened unexpectedly.

Seeing that his mother was awake, Fang Yi simply opened the door and explained, "Brother Qiu can't sleep at night, I'll go talk to her."

"Go!"

Hearing that Zhao Wanqiu was looking for him, Zhuang Shufen waved her hand, yawned, turned around and walked back to the bedroom.

Gee!

Fang Yi couldn't help but pouted.

Believe it or not, if someone else finds herself, Zhuang Shufen will definitely have another attitude.

All the way downstairs, Zhao Wanqiu asked curiously, "Brother Yi, why haven't you slept yet?"

"Writing a novel." Fang Yi replied.

"Oh!"

After Zhao Wanqiu snorted, she stopped talking.

According to her character, she would definitely be surprised in the past, and maybe even clamor to see what kind of novel it is.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little silent.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yi suggested, "I accompany you for a walk?"

Zhao Wanqiu shook her head, and then she suddenly said, "Brother Yi, I want to hear you play the guitar."

Play the guitar?

"now?"

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

this night...

Seeing that he hesitated, Zhao Wanqiu hurriedly said, "It doesn't seem to be convenient now, so forget it."

Hearing the disappointment in her tone, Fang Yi reached out and rubbed her head, sighing: "Wait for me here!"

After all, he turned and went upstairs.

dong dong dong~

Footsteps sounded in the silent corridor, and soon Fang Yi trotted back with a guitar.

"Go, go to the old place!"

Fang Yi was panting slightly, holding the guitar in one hand and Zhao Wanqiu in the other, walking towards the north of the community.

The so-called old place is an old unit building.

The age of this building is a bit old. It was identified as a dangerous building by the factory a long time ago, and the residents have long been evacuated.

Children are often like this. The more adults say they shouldn't go, the more they go.

As a result, this dilapidated building became a playground for Fang Yi and the others to play in when they were children.

In the dark night, the whole building looked rotten and gloomy. One thing to say, this building does not even need to add filters for horror movies.

Speaking of horror movies, Fang Yi was suddenly taken aback.

etc!

Late at night, lonely men and widows, gloomy and dangerous buildings...

Isn't this tm a typical horror film unfold?

After thinking about it, Fang Yi was not afraid at all, and Zhao Wanqiu was the same.

Just because they are too familiar with this dangerous building, they have left childhood memories in almost every place.

The dangerous building is not high, only five floors.

The two held hands and soon came to the top balcony.

When I was downstairs, I still felt a little stuffy, but when I went to the balcony, the cool evening wind suddenly blew on my face.

He came to the edge of the balcony and sat down next to the railing. Fang Yi turned his head to look at Zhao Wanqiu and asked with a smile, "Brother Qiu, what do you want to hear?"

"It will be all right!"

Zhao Wanqiu faced the evening wind, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Okay, then I'm free to play."

Fang Yi smiled and adjusted the tone.

After a while, he cleared his throat and plucked the strings slowly.

With a soothing and beautiful melody, Fang Yi sang softly.

"When you're old and your hair is gray

drowsy

When you're old and can't walk

Nodding by the fire to recall youth

How many people have loved you when you were young and happy

adore your beauty fake or real

Only one person still loves your pious soul

...

When I'm old I wish

This song is for you..."

...

After listening to the song silently, Zhao Wanqiu asked sideways, "Brother Yi, what is this song called?"

"When you are old!" Fang Yi replied.

"Oh!"

Zhao Wanqiu nodded and asked again, "Brother Yi, will you accompany me to the hospital for surgery tomorrow?"

"meeting!"

"Brother Yi, will we still play together when we go to college?"

"of course!"

"Translator..."

Zhao Wanqiu hesitated.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yi asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"fine!"

"Is it all right?"

"It's all right!"

Zhao Wanqiu said, and put his hand on Fang Yi's shoulder.

The two quietly blew the evening wind, watching the lights in the city center in the distance.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Wanqiu said, "Brother Yi, let's go back."*

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