Murphy's previous guess was verified, and Yang Yi really wrote a song with this song. Before Murphy could be surprised, she was attracted by the lyrics of the first line.

"When you get old, your hair turns white, and your sleepy and drowsy..."

Although a woman is over thirty years old, the thing she doesn't want to be the last thing she wants is to hear people say that she is getting old, but Yang Yi slowly sang this sentence in this wonderful melody, but she has the uniqueness of making vows.

What will happen to him when I get old and my hair is gray?

"When you are old and can't walk, take a nap by the fire, remembering your youth..."

Murphy was eager to hear the back, wondering how Yang Yi wanted to confess his lovely love.

Although Yang Yi's voice can now span many ranges, what he did not deliberately change is his unique magnetic voice. Although it is a bit vicissitudes, the old feeling of time is the best seasoning for this song.

"How many people have loved you when you were happy in youth, loved your beauty, false or sincere, only one person still loved your pious soul, loved the wrinkles on your old face..."

While singing this section, Yang Yi looked at Murphy affectionately, as if telling her that the person was standing in front of her.

Murphy couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and tears couldn't help but gush out of his beautiful eyes.

The previous sentence simply sings the reality Murphy is facing now.

As a singer, she has been sought after and praised since she debuted at a young age for her beautiful face.

Yes, so many people like her youth and her beautiful appearance. Even now, under her micro-play, there are always many fans shouting, "Murphy, don't cry, we love you"!

Why cry? Isn’t it just singing "Listen to the sound of the sea crying"?

But no matter what others say, Murphy doesn't care at all, because those people are just for her face and for her fame, just like when she encountered Waterloo before and had nothing. Now she is calling for fans who love her, and at that time she doesn't know which star she is obsessed with...

If one day, she would grow old as she sang in the song, and her old face was covered with wrinkles, would those people continue to love her? Or, would they still remember Murphy who had been crazy about it?

Only he is in front of him, never leaving him!

Yang Yi doesn’t feel like confession, but more like confession!

"Love your pious soul, love the wrinkles on your old face", this sentence was sung, and Murphy felt that the happiness in his heart was about to overflow!

Who doesn’t like the admiration of the lover when he was young? That is the greatest affirmation of his own appearance. But it is just the joy of the early stage of love. When it comes to marriage and marriage, when thinking about eternity, who can avoid gains and losses? After all, youth is gone, and no matter how beautiful the appearance is, it will be fleeting. Only love that is deeply rooted in the bones and immersed in the depths of the soul can last forever...

This sentence is another meaning of vows!

"When you get old, your eyebrows are drooping, and the lights are dim..." Yang Yi's rhythm slowed down again, creating a warm and sweet atmosphere when he was old in the evening. "The wind blows over, your news, this is the song in my heart..."

The accompaniment rose again.

"How many people have loved your youth singing time, admire your beauty, false intentions or sincerity... Only one person still loves your pious soul, loves the wrinkles on your old face..." Whether it is the melody or the charm of Yang Yi singing, it is Murphy's favorite part. She looked at Yang Yi with a blurry look. This tall man seemed to be the best support in the world.

"When you get old, your eyebrows are drooping..." Yang Yi placed the violin and bowstrings on the TV cabinet stage, sang softly, and stretched out his hand to Murphy.

At this moment, only Yang Yi was left in Murphy's eyes. She pursed her lips, held back the tears of happiness in her eyes, and happily grabbed Yang Yi's big hand.

"When I get old, I really hope that this song is sung for you..." Yang Yi's last sentence sings himself as the protagonist, but it is also meaningful.

Hold your hand and grow old together!

When you and I are old, you and I are all white-haired, but we can still stare at each other and sing such love songs. This is probably the best wish?

Murphy looked at Yang Yi's face in a daze, listening blankly, without even noticing that she was led by Yang Yi and sat on the sofa, next to the heart-shaped candlestick array.

If you look closely, this living room, even the corridor, the hallway, is equipped with SLR cameras, DV cameras, etc., and now facing Yang Yi and Murphy, there is a professional camera with red lights flashing, the one that Wang Chao used to shoot a movie for Du Yuanlei!

How could Yang Yi have finished proposing in a sloppy manner? He consulted Wang Chao, arranged the best shooting camera, and borrowed machines from Wang Chao and other students in the photography department, including his own SLR. Today, there were six sets of shots, and three were placed at different angles in the living room, striving to keep the beauty from multiple angles throughout the process!

Of course, when the cameras are turned on, Yang Yi no longer cares about it.

In the camera of the professional camera in the host, Murphy was wearing a pure black dress, with thin shoulders slightly exposed, and a pair of black velvet gloves covering her elbows. She was gently supported on the edge of the sofa, so elegant that she was like a black swan.

But under the shining of candlelight, the beautiful face of the "black swan" and the beautiful eyes of the eyes of the eyes, seemed to tell a wonderful story: the tall princess arrived in the world without any airs, and she fell in love with the man in front of her who began to kneel down on one knee for her without hesitation.

It was a little different from what I practiced yesterday. Yang Yi performed a little magic here, holding her hands together, and then she turned into a rose with full bloom and tender green leaves. She handed it to her in Murphy's surprise look, and also helped her take off her left gloves.

There is no way, who can't keep up with the changes? Mo Xiaojuan actually asked Murphy to wear gloves... But the flaws did not hide the merits, and Yang Yi also did the movements smoothly and was not at all inconsistent.

At this time, the door of the study was pushed open again. A little girl in a beautiful white princess dress, holding a small black box in both hands, and slowly walked out with a devout expression and walked over...

The songs my father sang were very good, but Xixi couldn't understand the profound meaning of the lyrics. She was not moved by the absent-mindedness like her mother.

The little girl was still thinking about her father's request. After her father finished singing, she stood on tiptoe, opened the door of the study, and then walked over step by step with the box in her hand.

In order to do her own tasks well, Xixi was serious, and even every step she took was strictly following the path of yesterday's drill. Wearing this white princess dress, the little girl was like a little angel, and her serious expression looked very pious against the candlelight.

"Thank you Xixi!" Yang Yi took the diamond ring box from her daughter's hand and patted her little head lovingly.

However, the girl who completed the task could not leave yet. She stood aside and witnessed this wonderful moment.

Yang Yi, who had already kneeled on one knee, opened the box to Murphy, who was holding the rose and was happy, revealing the crystal clear diamond ring inside.

But Yang Yi was not in a hurry to propose, so he read a poem first.
Chapter completed!