"This has taken up a day's work. There are only nine days left. Whether you can escape or not depends on you, brother."
Ye Wushuang plucked it a few times, and a string of pleasant notes flowed out from between his fingers. After carefully adjusting the guitar to make it more comfortable to use, Ye Fei smiled. Put it on the table and sleep peacefully.
I don’t know which pick-up expert once said that the best way to deal with a woman is to make her fall in love with you. Once a woman becomes emotional, she is absolutely blind and stupid. They can even give up everything because of their feelings.
Yes, the most important part of Ye Fei's escape plan is to capture Vivian.
It sounds like this plan is a bit evil, but for the sake of his life, Ye Fei can't take into account so many things. After falling asleep, he kept mumbling the words of a certain sage in his dream: A man can't pick up girls with his career. The girl is not broken!
Now, if a man picks up girls with a career attitude, then no girl will not be conquered. In Ye Fei's view, this sentence is an extremely powerful saying of wisdom. As for whether it will rise to the level of truth, further research is needed. to do research.
Ye Fei thought so, and naturally did the same thing. When he woke up the next day, he was even more punctual than a nine-to-five office worker. He sat outside with his guitar in his arms and made a pose of his own. POSS, who thinks he is elegant and handsome, is ready to start his own plan.
Ye Fei appeared in the yard so early in the morning, which naturally attracted the attention of the servants.
"What does this ignorant prodigal son want to do?"
"I saw that he was holding something in his hand, which seemed to be a musical instrument like a harp. Could it be that he was insane and suddenly wanted to be a bard?"
"How can he do something serious? You all know that he is a waste of money. Even the poorest bard's character is definitely ten times more noble than him, oh, or a hundred times, a thousand times!"
"What do you care about him? He can't do anything anyway. Fortunately, he is a descendant of a nobleman. If my son is like him, I will definitely strangle him to death first, so as not to embarrass me."
"That's it, let's break up. The more everyone pays attention to him, the more crazy he becomes."
…
Most of the servants were biting their ears and whispering to each other like this. After exchanging opinions for a while, these servants showed disgust in their eyes and prepared to leave. In order not to let Master Ye Fei ruin his mood early in the morning. However, when these servants , just as they moved their steps, a beautiful melody floated into their ears. They stopped and looked back, and they immediately found that Young Master Ye Fei was playing and singing to himself.
The quiet village is covered with white snow
Pigeons flying under the hazy sky
The two names are engraved on the birch tree
They vowed to love each other for the rest of their lives
One day the war came to my hometown
The young man picked up a gun and ran to the border
Sweetheart, don’t worry about me
Waiting for me to come back in the birch forest
…
All the servants were stunned in disbelief, and then someone began to whisper among themselves.
"Ah, is this the young master's singing? Why does it seem more beautiful than the bard's singing!"
"More than just a bard, this song is more addictive than the hymns of the noble priests in the church!"
"Is this an angel singing? The young master looks so delicious. My heart is beating loudly."
"It seems that I, Old Weige, want to put away what I just said. If this was my child, I would definitely send him to the church immediately and let all the sacrifices provide him with the protection of the gods. Ah, praise the great God of Light. I I just discovered today that the young master actually has the potential to become a noble priest!"
…
Ye Fei did not hear these sounds at all. Now that he had entered the singing role, he had already devoted all his attention to it. At this time, except for the guitar in his hand and the songs in his throat, he would no longer notice it. Anything. It can be said that even if the landslide and the earth are shattering at this time, it may not affect his state of complete devotion. Every note and every lyric is written with his heart and in an extremely perfect posture, floating melodiously in this other world. In the small courtyard.
Vivian was originally the person who monitored Ye Fei, so when Ye Fei first went out, all his actions came into her eyes. At first, Vivian didn't notice anything, she even thought that this good-for-nothing young master , he was playing some trick that she disdained. However, when Ye Fei's singing voice soared and the sound of guitar fluttered, Vivian's eyes couldn't help but change.
At this moment, Ye Fei was sitting quietly on the stone bench. Every note sounded seemed to bring up all the melodies in the world. Every change of melody seemed to arouse the deepest resonance in people's hearts. Especially His peaceful posture and slightly sad eyes made his whole body seem to glow golden under the sunlight, making Vivian's eyes blurry.
…
The long road is coming to an end
That girl is already gray-haired
She often hears him calling from the pillow
Come on, my dear, come to this birch forest
As she died she murmured
I'm here, waiting for me in the birch forest
…
The guitar sound died down, the singing gradually stopped, and the last tune disappeared in a soft and slightly melancholic trembling...
Vivian was very surprised to find that at some point, this beautiful melody had stopped, but the young master still did not leave. He was still sitting there quietly, showing a kind of intellectuality under the sunlight. It is also sensual and beautiful. When her heart trembled because of the story in this song, Vivian couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "That girl is so pitiful."
Ye Fei stood up quietly, showed a slightly sad smile to all the servants around him, then turned and walked towards his room.
"The young master's back looks so lonely, it looks really distressing."
"Hey, you are such a good young master, why do you have to fight with someone in a few days?"
"It's so melancholy and sad. I can't help but want to cry. The young master is so pitiful."