The leaves of the king of nets are drifting

Chapter 12 Cool Leaf, Sing a Song
Chapter 12 Cool Leaf, Sing a Song
He picked up the book Liang Ye was reading just now, usually with serious eyes, but now there was some indescribable peace.

"Do you know Chinese?" He lowered his head and looked at Liang Ye, whose eyes were too clean. This child seemed to be very afraid of him.

And Liang Ye stared at the book in his hand.She nodded slightly, she hadn't learned it before, but she recognized it in her blank memory.

"Then can you sing Chinese songs?" Tezuka Kuniichi carefully put the book away again, as if it was a particularly precious book.

Liang Ye was slightly stunned for a moment, she turned her head and looked at the window, the sunlight outside looked extraordinarily warm, but it was winter, no matter how warm it was, it wouldn't have much effect.

Just, can she sing?

It seems to be able to, some strange tone, always ringing in her ears, seems strange but also familiar.

Tezuka Kuniichi stood aside and let his shadow leave her, but the girl's face still showed a kind of confusion, a confusion that even she didn't understand.

She has lost her memory, she can't remember everything.

"Sing the first song and listen to it. I don't expect you to sing well, as long as you can listen to it." Some contradictions came from Tezuka Kuniichi's mouth, but Mian Liangye saw the unnaturalness in his eyes, maybe He is a little embarrassed to ask such a junior.Serious but kind of cute old man.

Liang Ye's lips moved a bit, as if she still didn't know how to speak, it was strange yet familiar.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and it seemed that the song rang in her ears. She knew it a long time ago, but who sang it to her.

She hummed softly, while Tezuka Kuniichi just sat there, but he still couldn't tell what she was singing.

Very pure Chinese, very much like someone in his memory.

It is also the lyrics that he can fully understand.

Sunrise Songshan col, morning bells startled birds, forests, brooks gurgling, green grass, wild fruits, fragrant mountains, beautiful flowers, dogs jumping, sheep running, raising whips, lightly shaking ditties, floating all over the mountains, old-fashioned songs, I can’t keep up with it at all It's not popular now, but it sounds surprisingly nice.

Liang Ye hummed softly, her lips slightly bent, as if she could imagine the artistic conception in the lyrics, it turned out to be very beautiful.

Mo Dao's daughter is charming and has no time. It's a strange feeling that winter has gone to spring, and sixteen years have passed.Strange and familiar, what will it be.

(End of this chapter)