His White Moonlight Turned Out to be Me

The relationship between Xu Yu and Su Yuanjiu can be described as high-key and a little low-key, but low-key is actually a little high-key.

Think about it, it seems that they have announced everything, but think about it again, they actually didn't do anything.

In the past few months, because of the news between them, the fans wish for a long time to celebrate the New Year and the New Year, and the New Year and the New Year. They have lived their lives every day.

That's great.

After the music festival came back, Xu Yu's studio, in addition to the daily busy work, had another major event, which was Xu Yu's concert.

"I'm going to have a concert for Su Yuanjiu." After confirming this plan, Xu Yu was the first to call Su Yuanjiu.

Su Yuanjiu also happily followed: "Congratulations, is the time set?"

Xu Yu said: "In October, the plan is to build a city gymnasium, and the details have not yet been finalized."

Su Yuanjiu: "I'll prepare."

Xu Yu asked: "What are you preparing?"

Su Yuanjiu: "Buy something to support the little singer."

Xu Yu laughed.

Su Yuanjiu's jokes like Xu Yu are now very used to it. He leaned on the chair and patted his thighs: "I don't know if my brother will be free then, Zheng Xue, he will definitely come," Xu Yu smiled. "I'll tell you secretly, Zheng Xue liked my brother."

Su Yuanjiu: "Does your brother know?"

Xu Yu: "He definitely didn't know. It was when I was a kid. It was in junior high school. During that time, Zheng Xue often came to our house. I thought he liked me so much. Later I realized that I was thinking more.

Su Yuanjiu: "Do you still like it now?"

"Don't like it," Xu Yu sighed: "Now think about it, I am a tool person."

Xu Yu stopped talking about this and returned to the topic just now: "A Zheng Xue, a my brother, a you, who else is there?"

Su Yuanjiu said over there, "Your teacher Fanqi."

"Teacher Fan?" Xu Yu helplessly: "I don't know Teacher Fan that well."

Su Yuan hasn't been overcast for a long time: "Really?"

Xu Yu knocked on the table subconsciously: "What's the matter with you?"

It's okay not to mention it. Su Yuanjiu had to say: "Say to write a song for me. I haven't received a word for so long."

Xu Yu pursed his lips and smiled, so, he has gone through today's itinerary for a while.

Xu Yu asked: "Are you free at night?"

Su Yuanjiu said: "If you want me to be free, I will be free."

Xu Yu: "Well, see you in the forest at No. 2 Middle School at eight o'clock in the evening."

Su Yuan laughed a long time: "What's wrong? So mysterious."

Xu Yu: "I won't tell you."

After hanging up the phone, the two of them were busy with each other, as if they wanted to maintain the mystery of the night. The two were very close, and there was no contact between them.

By seven o'clock, Xu Yu finished her work and went back to her home to take the guitar engraved with XYY and the guitar that was given to him by her brother, and went to the second middle school.

The second middle school is the summer vacation, there are no students, and the door is half open.

Because of the recent fire, Xu Yu became a celebrity in the second high school, so he deliberately disguised himself when he entered the door, and registered the name of Zheng Xue at the guard.

But after finishing writing, he saw that Zheng Xue's name turned out to be.

"Chen Jinping?" Xu Yu asked the guard through a mask: "When did he come?"

There is the registration time at the back of the form. The guard bowed his head and Xu Yu also bowed his head.

Doorman: "Five minutes ago, just went in."

Xu Yu looked up at the clock. It was only half past seven.

Xu Yu was not sure that Chen Jinping on the form was Su Yuanjiu, and he cautiously headed towards the playground with his guitar on his back.

When his vision widened, Xu Yu could be sure.

The man wearing Chen Jinping's skin sitting on the steps of the rostrum is not Su Yuanjiu.

Xu Yu strode over, first coughing loudly: "Student Chen, come so early."

Su Yuanjiu smiled, handed the mineral water to his hand, and glanced at the guitar behind Xu Yu.

But Su Yuanjiu didn't look much surprised. Xu Yu was a little disappointed. He sat down next to Su Yuanjiu and unscrewed the bottle cap: "Did you guess that I will bring a guitar."

Su Yuanjiu looked at Xu Yu's eyes: "I guess you are more happy or I didn't guess that you are more happy."

Xu Yu didn't cooperate: "Guess it."

Su Yuanjiu said with too much acting composition: "I didn't guess, I don't know at all," and then he showed unnecessary surprise eyes: "Come to sing to me?"

Xu Yu smirked: "It's Mr. Su."

The two looked at each other and laughed together.

"The playlist for the concert is preliminarily set today," Xu Yu said as he opened the box and took out the guitar: "Guess what I will sing for you today?"

Su Yuan guessed: "Snail and Oriole?"

Xu Yu nodded: "Yes."

Su Yuanjiu guessed again: "Song written for me?"

Xu Yu nodded: "Yes."

Su Yuanjiu: "Song for making a long wish?"

Xu Yu: "Yes."

Su Yuanjiu was really a little surprised now: "How much are you going to sing to me?"

Xu Yu smiled: "Both."

Su Yuanjiu paused, then laughed: "Really?"

Xu Yu plucked the strings: "Yes, before the October concert," Xu Yu smiled at Su Yuanjiu, then plucked the strings: "Open a small one for Mr. Su first."

Su Yuanjiu looked at Xu Yu's eyes, and a long time later he lowered his head and laughed.

Su Yuanjiu: "Is there a camera here?"

Xu Yu was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Su Yuanjiu: "I want to kiss you."

Xu Yu smiled happily: "Go back and kiss you," he tilted his head and asked Su Yuanjiu: "Order a song."

For Xu Yu in the past, singing is the happiest. In his singing, he can have no pressure or think too much.

To Xu Yu now, singing is as important as Su Yuanjiu.

Now he has everything, and he is not afraid of anything anymore.

The song he made for Su Yuanjiu said it was written quickly, but in fact it was very fast, and the melody came out very quickly. He felt that Su Yuanjiu was just how he hummed it, gentle and gentle.

But if it is said that writing is slow, it is really slow. He is always changing, and he always feels that something is missing and he hasn't written all the words.

The third song, Su Yuanjiu ordered this song.

Xu Yu spit out his tongue and smiled at Su Yuanjiu: "This song has no name yet."

Su Yuanjiu: "You sing first."

Xu Yu stuck out his tongue again, bowed his head and sang.

Singing, only halfway through, then suddenly stopped.

Su Yuanjiu was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Xu Yu smiled: "The words that follow have not been written yet."

Su Yuanjiu tilted his head and stared at Xu Yu, Xu Yu oops into Su Yuanjiu's arms: "No, it's difficult to write." He looked up at Su Yuanjiu: "Would you like to write the lyrics?"

Su Yuanjiu: "This is the song you wrote to me."

Xu Yu acted like a baby: "Doesn't it sound good?"

Su Yuanjiu: "It sounds good."

Xu Yu continued to act like a baby: "Brother, I have been thinking about it for a long time, but it is not correct how to write it." He held the elbow bucket for a while.

Su Yuan didn't speak for a long time.

Xu Yu's eyes looked left and right, and then moved closer, whispering: "My husband is the best."

Su Yuanjiu finally said, "I think about it."

Xu Yu immediately sat upright, very happy: "Go back and kiss."

Su Yuanjiu pinched Xu Yu's chin.

Su Yuanjiu didn't want Xu Yu to be too tired, and finally ordered Xu Yu to end the small concert with a song called Snail and Oriole.

Of course, he may also have other thoughts.

Xu Yu's last sentence fell, and he smiled at Su Yuanjiu.

Xu Yu: "Congratulations, big brother for eating the grapes I want."

As a reward for the original encounter, little angel Xu Yu said this, and Su Yuanjiu gave him a very friendly hug.

"My first concert came to a successful conclusion," Xu Yu stood up and said while packing up the guitar: "Thank you for being the only audience today, Mr. Su Yuanjiu, for joining us."

Su Yuanjiu applauded the venue.

Xu Yu closed the box, Su Yuanjiu took it from him and carried it on his back.

Su Yuanjiu: "Tired?"

Xu Yu shook his head: "Not tired."

Su Yuanjiu: "The first time I saw you singing so many songs in one breath, did your throat hurt?"

Xu Yu smiled: "It's not the first time I sang so many songs in one go, it's okay."

I experienced the feeling of a concert in advance. Although it is very different from the real concert, Xu Yu is very satisfied and very happy at the moment.

Su Yuanjiu's car stopped outside, and the two got in the car, only when Xu Yu buckled the seat belt, and suddenly an idea popped out.

"Su Yuanjiu," Xu Yu turned his head and said, "I named that song."

Su Yuanjiu asked: "What?"

Xu Yu laughed: "You wrote half of the words, so let's call this song "Surnamed Su"."

Of course Su Yuanjiu can: "Okay."

Xu Yuxiu's affection is always so oblique, in front of fans, and in front of Su Yuanjiu.

Sometimes without deliberately thinking, Su Yuanjiu didn't know that he was confessed by the children.

Su Yuanjiu can already imagine how happy their CP fans will be when this song comes out.

He was the first to be happy.

Both of them have been busy recently. It's rare to have such a long break today, and even after listening to Xu Yu's new song, Su Yuanjiu couldn't do it at night.

Do a good job.

Xu Yu probably missed it too, and became unrestrained at all.

Going back to kiss the three words, the two played them vividly, on the table, on the bed, on the carpet, everywhere.

During this process, Su Yuanjiu was still on a whim, and he had to let Xu Yu sing.

Don’t sing anything else, just sing the new song that Su Yuanjiu just received today, the song that he hasn’t participated in yet, but whose name is Su.

Xu Yu was bullied too much, but she couldn't help but sing intermittently.

Su Yuanjiu said that he was not satisfied, and he asked Xu Yu to sing well, at least one sentence must be complete.

How can this be complete.

How to sing and how to stop.

When he finally stabilized, he could sing a complete sentence, and Su Yuanjiu started to mess around in the second half.

Then.

The child was cried by Su Yuanjiu.

It is unclear whether it is wronged or something else.

This time the kid had been crying for a long time, and Su Yuanjiu didn't use it to coax him.

Su Yuan smiled helplessly, poured water for Xu Yu, and handed it to Xu Yu.

"What to do?" Su Yuanjiu looked down at Xu Yu's eyes.

Xu Yu tilted his head, not showing it to Su Yuanjiu.

Xu Yu didn't catch the water. Su Yuanjiu put it aside first, sitting on the carpet, just looking at Xu Yu.

After watching for a long time, Xu Yu was finally willing to speak.

Xu Yu: "What are you doing?"

Su Yuan begged for mercy: "I'm not angry anymore."

There were still tears hanging on Xu Yu's eyelashes. He blinked, and the water beads moved up and down.

Su Yuanjiu looked at these teardrops and suddenly said, "I will sing for you."

The teardrop blinked again, and two seconds later, the owner of the teardrop suddenly sat upright.

"Okay." Xu Yu nodded to Su Yuanjiu.

The bedroom just happened to have the guitar given by Xu Weichi, and Su Yuanjiu walked over and took the guitar out to Xu Yu.

"Give me the rhythm, I have a good word."

Xu Yu didn't look like aggrieved just now, and was immediately excited: "Really?"

Su Yuan coaxed in the right direction for a long time: "Yes."

Xu Yu casually took a piece of clothing and put it on her body, and began to play.

Su Yuanjiu's singing is really ordinary.

But because of the sound and appearance, the ordinary but also a different kind of good-sounding feeling.

In the night when the roses can bloom in the early morning, in a room with only guitar sound, Xu Yu played a small concert that belonged to him and Su Yuanjiu.

Su Yuanjiu matched the lyrics to his rhythm, and Xu Yu enjoyed the time little by little, as well as Su Yuanjiu's gentle eyes and singing.

The last two sentences are what Su Yuanjiu sang.

I carry him

Man on the shoulder, surname Xu

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