Little milk dad big star

Chapter 285 Guzheng Music, Unbearable Pain

"Come on, what did you do today? Tell me about it." Su Zimo looked at Mei Bixue's pretty back and left, then looked down at Su Xi'er, who looked like a good baby in her arms, with great interest asked.

"I..." Su Xi'er heard the words, her small face seemed a little embarrassed, and she buried her little head tightly in the other party's arms.

Seeing this, Su Zimo lowered his head to look at Yang Leling who was quietly standing aside, raised his hand and rubbed the other's little head, and asked softly, "Xiao Le, tell me, is Xiao Xi'er good today?"

Yang Leling nodded and said without thinking, "Uncle, Xiao Xi'er is really good today."

"Really?" Su Zimo said softly, took the other's little hand, came to the Eight Immortals table in the living room, and put the reluctant Su Xi'er on the chair.

Yang Leling nodded naturally, sat on another chair under Su Zimo's gesture, and then looked at him suspiciously.

After Su Zimo sat on the chair, he looked at the two little girls, one big and one small, and tapped the table with his fingers, making a rhythmic sound, and then looked at Su Xi, who was dressed in pink and jade. Son, don't speak.

After about half a minute, Su Xi'er finally said, "Dad, I...I cried today"

Even if the other party doesn't say anything, Su Zimo can still guess one or two. Without him, the reddish eye circles of the other party can easily be guessed. He sighed slightly, feeling distressed in his heart, and said inexplicably, "Why are you crying?"

"Because I miss Dad." Su Xi'er said aggrievedly, and the small appearance she showed made people who saw her couldn't help feeling pity.

Su Zimo sighed, stretched out his hand and gently tapped the other person's small forehead, "You, you." Although he was very happy that Su Xi'er was so clingy to him, no matter what, he felt a little bad in his heart.

"Father, are you... aren't you happy?" Su Xi'er opened her mouth, lowered her head, and said in a low tone.

Seeing this, Su Zimo held up the other party's pink face and smiled, "Of course I'm not angry, but let's make an agreement, no matter what happens in the future, don't cry."

Su Xi'er looked at the other party with big ignorant eyes and nodded, but shook her head again, and said with some embarrassment, "Dad, I'm afraid I can't do it, what should I do?" The innocent language made people feel no trace of impatience .

Su Zimo was softened by the opponent's small appearance, hugged him, pinched the opponent's little nose, and said softly, "Okay, then promise Dad, try not to cry in the future, okay?"

Su Xi'er did not refuse this time, she snuggled into the other's arms and said in a waxy voice, "Okay, Dad, I will work hard"

Su Zimo nodded, lightly patted the soft little back of the other party, and saw the guzheng that had been precipitated over the years in the corner of his eyes, thinking about the scene just now, his mind was in a trance, as if he had thought of something, he put Su Xi'er aside, Under the puzzled eyes of the two little girls, they stood up, walked to the computer desk, took out a piece of A4 paper, picked up a pen, came to the guzheng, looked at the 21 strings on it, and couldn't help reaching out Putting it on, stroking it gently, relying on the memory of just now, restored Mei Bixue's playing method on it just now, and a pleasant voice sounded, but the fingering was very rusty, and the melody sounded naturally had some flaws.

Fortunately, there were only two little loli listeners, who didn't feel the slightest flaw, but their faces were a little surprised, and they seemed to feel that the voice was not much different from what Aunt Mei/Godmother played, and it was very nice.

Su Zimo seemed to have thought of something at this moment, spread the paper on the cabinet, picked up the pen, and quickly drew on it the score that emerged in his heart.

Su Xi'er and Yang Leling looked at Su Zimo curiously. Because they were afraid of disturbing each other, they tightly covered their mouths, blinking a pair of clear and transparent eyes at Su Zimo who was busy.

Time passed bit by bit, and as Su Zimo kept moving his hands, the white and flawless A4 paper gradually became more scrawled, scribbled and drawn, but it didn't make people feel dazzled at a glance.

According to the memory deep in his mind, Su Zimo stopped writing with his pen on the A4 paper. Sometimes Jun’s face showed a dazed look, and his writing speed accelerated a lot. The pen directly crossed out the stage that he was not satisfied with, bowed his head and thought hard, and after a while, he picked up the pen and wrote the part that he was satisfied with.

About 10 minutes later, after Su Zimo's last stroke, he stopped, put the pen aside, picked up the A4 paper, looked at the densely packed writing on it, and nodded with satisfaction. A classic Guzheng music, I originally wanted to write it directly, but I thought that some of the meanings in it were slightly different from the history of this world, so I made some small changes on this basis to make this piece more It is in line with this world, although it is not more than the original, but it is not much different.

Picked up the sheet music and pressed it under the guzheng, it was conceived after Mei Bixue's interpretation just now, and she has always devoted herself to her own teaching, so this piece is naturally presented to the other party .

After putting it away, Su Zimo just wanted to walk in front of Su Xi'er and the two of them, but unexpectedly, his slender body trembled, he clenched his teeth, as if thinking of something, his expression returned to normal, and he smiled softly at the two little girls He smiled, a smile like a breeze.

If an adult were here, he might be able to feel the reluctance and pain in the corner of the other person's eyes.

"You guys wait here. I'll go to the teacher and see if there's anything I need to help with. Don't walk around casually, you know, otherwise, wait until I come back humming"

After Su Zimo finished speaking, under the strange eyes of the two little girls, he walked out of the living room and came to the corner of the yard where the two of them could not see. Just as he stood still, he staggered and almost fell to the ground. Supporting the wall, the pain in his head became more and more intense, as if it was about to explode at any time, his body trembled violently, and he clenched his teeth to prevent himself from shouting.

The originally morbid face was even paler at this moment, the sweat on his forehead kept falling to the ground like rain, and the T-shirt he was wearing was already soaked and full of sweat.

Pain, the pain that goes deep into the bone marrow. If you insist on grading the pain, it can be divided into twelve levels. The first level is the pain of being bitten by mosquitoes, and the No. 12 level is the pain of pregnant women during childbirth. So what Su Zimo feels The pain directly exceeds this division. No one can experience this kind of pain. Only Su Zimo experienced it twice, and the other time was on the stage of Dream Chasing Song. It's going to hurt a lot, if it weren't for the willpower of two lives and superhuman willpower, I'm afraid I would faint at this moment.

Just when Su Zimo gritted his teeth and endured the unbearable pain, there was a sound of anxiety and faint crying from not far away.

"Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you?"

　Thanks to Bi Xuemei for the two thousand rewards, the first elder, hehe, thank you Jun Shao for the two thousand rewards.

　　
　
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