Midsummer is not thin

Chapter 23

The cool night breeze gently blows the pink lace curtains, and the rose flowers on the table are quietly blooming in the vase.

An Xuexia was sitting in front of the window, with two silver-gray earplugs plugged into her ears, she rested her chin and listened to Su Qi's singing very comfortably.

Su Qi's voice itself is gentle and reveals an unparalleled sadness, which is very suitable for singing love songs.He has always only sang songs he wrote. The style of the song is sad, the lyrics are very classical, and there is a hint of sadness in the gorgeousness. He has always been the favorite of girls——

"Sad Melody"

Love is like an origin that can generate countless beams of light
Those who love each other are always revolving around the origin
The most beautiful encounter in the world is often just a moment
If the people who should be in love miss each other, there will be no intersection
Anyone who has never been in love knows that the straight line between two points is the shortest

Those who are in love still stubbornly want to draw a circle
Long arcs often seem beautiful and the simplest

Once you are persistent, you have to walk around the earth to meet each other

Love is the origin, fate is the arc
I used to think that even if you are on the horizon as far away as the Pacific Ocean
As long as you walk in silence, you will see the point where you and I intersect

I dreamed back at midnight and realized that you were a piece of ice in the North Pole

And I, warm as the equator, keep burning
I suddenly looked back and saw
Our love is just a perfect arc
Going on will only get farther and farther, because the two ends are the end
Standing in the starry sky of a foreign country, I miss your face
I can't accept that I'm exhausted and I can't find a point of intersection

It turns out that love is a perfect circle
We're just broken arcs

Originally, these songs were from Su Qi's new album that hadn't been released yet, but on the day the song was produced, Su Qi had already uploaded all the songs to her mobile phone.Of course others cannot enjoy this honor, but she is different——

Because she is An Xuexia, Su Qi's childhood sweetheart, who has lived with her for more than ten years.

Light footsteps sounded behind him.An Xuexia looked sideways slightly, looking at the thin figure reflected on the snow-white wall calmly.

A pair of white hands gently covered her eyes, and a warm air flowed in her ears.

"An Xuexia, guess who I am—"

"Who is it? Let me think about it—" An Xuexia blinked her eyes cooperatively, with a hint of a smile on her lips.She held the hands covering her eyes with her white fingers, and said, "Is that Xiaoyan? What are you doing so late?"

An Yayan let go of her hand, and slid her fingers onto An Xuexia's neck, which was as beautiful as Wen Yu's, and then rested her head on An Xuexia's shoulder, acting like a spoiled child. "Sister, can't you pretend you don't know? I'm so disappointed!"

"Little guy, Dad is at work and Su Qi is abroad. There are only the two of us at home. You can guess who it is with your nose. You really think my sister is an idiot!" An Xuexia glanced sideways, An Yayan Smiling and letting go of her.

He pulled off an earplug and said, "Sister, why did you turn down the voice so low? I can't even hear it—is it Brother Su Qi's song?"

An Xuexia also handed him the other earplug. "Well, you know I like quiet. The sound should be quieter to have enough space to miss someone, what do you think?"

Under the faint moonlight, An Xuexia's slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, casting a faint halo around her eyes.Her beautiful face is full of longing.An Yayan sat on the table in front of her and looked down at her. "Sister, you can visit brother Su Qi's apartment. Even if you're not here, it would be nice to recall the sweet past!"

"Are you 13 years old or not? Children don't care about our affairs." An Xuexia tapped Anyayan's nose lightly, speechless.

"Okay—anyway, you forgot about me when you had Brother Su Qi, and you got used to being ignored by you, what else can I say? Let's go, go back to sleep!" Anya Yan shrugged, "I'm redundant ", then turned and left the room.

An Xuexia looked back at Anya Yan gently, and reminded: "Drink a cup of calming tea, remember? You don't seem to be sleeping very well lately—"

Anyayan raised his hand and shook it, saying, "Well, thank you sister!"

(End of this chapter)