The legend of rebirth

Chapter 544
After work this afternoon, Ye Luo was completely out of his mind.

When he entered the supermarket, he wanted to buy some cowboy bones and fry them at night, but he didn't think about it, so he bought beef tenderloin. When he checked out, he laughed himself.

I have to admit that although Lao Hu's words contained a certain amount of mystification, Ye Luo was still very shocked after hearing it.

It seems that the idea that I have always believed in seems a bit too rigid.And some things that I have been fighting hard for are not completely impossible to exist.

As long as this kind of thought is moved, it will quickly take root in the mind. Ye Luo is also a man, and there will always be common problems common to men.

If it were an ordinary woman, Ye Luo would not be moved, but Song Yan, this woman is too outstanding.

Ye Luo has been suppressing his affection for her for more than a year, thinking that this is a very sinful thing, harming others and himself.

But feelings are like this, and containment is not the answer.This is like the water accumulated by the dam, the water level is getting higher and higher, and the dam has to be higher and higher. In the end, once a crack appears in the dam, the strong water pressure will make the dam collapse quickly, that is The monstrous flood, non-manpower can contend.

Back on the Swan, Ye Luo was the only one on board today, and he didn't have the time to cook anymore, so he made some dog food for Maomao, while he just sat on the sofa in a daze.

Except for socializing, Ye Luo rarely smokes, but right now he wanted to get one. He took out a pack of cigarettes, unwrapped the paper, found a lighter and lit it, and then smoked in the dark living room.

It was already dark now, Mao Mao finished eating the dog food, seeing Ye Luo's expression was dull, so she obediently sat beside Ye Luo.

One person and one dog, just so silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Luo's stomach gurgled, breaking the tranquility of the living room.

Ye Luo shook her head, knowing that she couldn't sit still and had to cook something to eat.

Just as he was about to get up, the cabin door of the living room slammed, and someone came in.

"Well, there's a strong smell of smoke. Seeing that the light is dim, I thought you weren't here." Song Yan's voice came, and then the living room light turned on, causing Ye Luo to squint her eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" Song Yan asked curiously.

After getting used to the light in the room, Ye Luo looked up and found that Song Yan was holding a casserole in her hand. Ye Luo's nose twitched, and the smell of thick soup immediately drew his saliva out.

"What is this?" Ye Luo stared at the casserole in Song Yan's hand.

"Chicken soup." Song Yan explained with some discomfort on her face, "I've been a little tired recently, so I boiled soup to make up for it, but I boiled too much and I couldn't finish it all by myself. Have you eaten yet?"

"Oh, not yet."

"That's right, let's drink together." Song Yan said, "I'm not very good at making it, I follow the recipe, and I don't know if it's good or not."

"Smelling the scent, you can't go wrong." Ye Luo smiled, got up and went to the kitchen cupboard to get the dishes.

The two of them were in the living room. Song Yan brought out two bowls of soup, put one of them in front of Ye Luo, and said, "I'll make something else, you're a man, you can't get enough of soup alone. This big You have supported me for half a year, let me cook today."

Seeing that Song Yan was in high spirits, Ye Luo didn't show any pretense, and nodded, "Okay, I'll trouble you."

"You, if you miss Mo'er, go to the city. What's the use of thinking here?" Song Yan said with a smile, walking into the kitchen.

Hearing Song Yan's words, Ye Luo felt uncomfortable.Indeed, I am sorry for Chu Mo'er for thinking so wildly.

He shook his head, picked up the soup bowl and took a sip of the soup. After drinking the warm thick soup, his whole body felt comfortable.

Good soup, simmered in a slow fire, no more than three hours, can't get the taste.

In the kitchen, Song Yan turned on the range hood and started cooking food.

She is talented and intelligent, and her hands and feet are also nimble. After following Ye Luo for a long time, under the influence of her ears and eyes, cooking a simple dinner has long been difficult for her.
Twenty minutes later, the meal was ready, Song Yan walked out of the kitchen with the dishes, and looked on the sofa in the living room, only to find that Mao Mao was looking at her, wagging her tail slowly.

But Ye Luo was sitting in the middle of the sofa, holding an empty soup bowl in his hand, with his head tilted to one side, already asleep.

For more than ten days, he was too tired, and now he relaxed and fell asleep.

Song Yan sighed quietly, took the dishes back to the kitchen, then walked to the living room, and sat down beside Ye Luo.

With the gentlest movement, she took the empty bowl in Ye Luo's hand and put it on the coffee table. Then she supported Ye Luo's head with one hand, and wrapped her arms around Ye Luo's shoulder with the other arm. He lay flat on the couch.

Then he took off Ye Luo's shoes and put his legs on the sofa.

Ye Luo was really tired and fell into a deep sleep. After moving like this, he just murmured in his sleep: "Song Yan...don't go."

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, bit her lower lip, and cursed softly, "Greedy ghost."

After scolding, Song Yan looked at Ye Luo's sleeping face again, her expression softened again, she stretched out her hand to trim Ye Luo's hair, leaned down and kissed him lightly on the forehead: "Don't worry, greedy ghost, I won't go."

Then she stood up, went to the bedroom to get a blanket, covered Ye Luo, tucked it carefully, and sat down on the single sofa next to her.

After sitting like this for a while, Song Yan began to cry, but she didn't dare to make a sound, so she just cried silently.

Maomao looked at Song Yan who was crying, and tilted his head, seemingly puzzled.

……

When Ye Luo woke up, it was already the next morning.

In the living room, only Mao Mao and himself.

"How did I fall asleep?" Ye Luo asked Maomao.

The hairy man stood up and licked his face to drool.

"Okay, save washing your face." Ye Luo smiled and pushed Maomao away, got up and walked into the kitchen.

There are ready-made meals in the kitchen, Song Yan cooked them last night, Ye Luo didn't bother to make any more, so she turned the meals in the microwave and ate them directly.

The taste was not bad, Ye Luo was very happy to eat, Song Yan's cooking skills surprised him a bit.

But for this meal, Ye Luo couldn't thank Song Yan face to face today, because today's work arrangement was to go to the city to record a show.

Before the No.13 episode of the program "Music Rescue", it was a contest between contestants.Before actually starting to save the top four players, the program team agreed that Ye Luo's two shots were enough, and any more would not be appropriate, and he had to suppress it.

So in the seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh, and twelfth phases, Ye Luo didn't actually have a lot of work. In the past, he just kept a straight face and was a cold-faced killer.

For the top four players in Ye Luo's mind, it would be best if they could qualify. If they couldn't qualify, that would be their own business. Ye Luo planned to ignore it, and just let nature take its course in the subsequent games.

Originally, Spark went to escort Melina's concert, which would have a certain impact on the program. Ye Luo simply transferred Ding Shaoyang. Anyway, the California branch is now on the right track. Lao Ding's remote control is enough. Why don't you come to New York to do it? Music supervisor for the show.

Lao Ding is also very happy and will be here soon.
In terms of music, Lao Ding is a typical fast shooter. He is fast in everything, fast in composing lyrics and music, and fast in arranging.

Give him a week, and the music selection, arrangement, and stage design for the entire six-episode program will be completed.

In terms of speed, Ye Luo estimated that he could not match it, and Spark was even more difficult to match.

So Ye Luo's trip to New York this time was a continuous recording of six episodes, which took more than a week and ten days or so.

Ye Luo planned to leave Song Yan's new album to Hu Jianing, because he found that if he was present, Song Yan would have some psychological barriers when singing love songs.

Driving to the center of New York City, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning, and Ye Luo was a bit late.

"What are you doing?" Ding Shaoyang complained when he saw Ye Luo come in, "Let me lie here for a week and busy myself, but you are late. I can't bear this. I'm the boss and I still swear. "

"You should be scolded, you should be scolded." Ye Luo nodded with a smile, "However, it is because of you, Lao Ding, that I feel relieved. Once I relax, I will be late."

"Look at your vain appearance, didn't you play too crazy last night?" Ding Shaoyang laughed.

"Don't talk nonsense." Ye Luo gave Lao Ding a white look.

"It scares you." Ding Shaoyang shook his head, "Okay, let's record the show."

(End of this chapter)