Coffee can be beautiful? Murphy didn't hear about it. After she finished, she stood up from the stool.
"This cup of coffee is specially made for you." Yang Yi held the tray in his hand, pointed to the coffee that was already placed on the small table, and said with a smile.
Mo Fei took a look. In the white and smooth coffee cup, the light brown coffee was about to overflow, and what was even more eye-catching was that there were layers of milk bubbles floating on top of each other, like ripples on the surface of a lake, but they actually condensed into a beautiful heart shape!
His heart was so big that it almost filled the coffee cup to the brim!
"How did you make it!" It was the first time Murphy saw that coffee could be played with like this. It seemed that no one in the world had ever thought of using milk bubbles to play with coffee!
"It's milk bubbles, and then …" Yang Yi explained, and even gestured with his hands. He didn't know that Murphy actually didn't care about the process of making coffee, she just asked in surprise.
However, Xi Xi was very supportive. The little girl held the milk bottle in front of her chest with both hands and forgot to drink it. She looked at her father with two big eyes and couldn't help but exclaim, "So amazing!"
Murphy pursed her lips and looked at Yang Yi's serious look. She was happy in her heart, but she didn't want to admit it. She secretly muttered, "So many tricks, don't you think it's mushy? Hey, if you don't restrain yourself in front of Xi Xi, I'll feel embarrassed! "
"I want to drink it too. PaPa, can you give Xi Xi some too? Just a little! " Xi Xi looked at such a beautiful coffee, and her mind moved again. Because it was beautiful, she forgot the bitterness of drinking coffee in the past!
"Ask your mother! This cup of coffee belongs to your mother! "Yang Yi smiled and raised his eyebrows at his daughter.
Murphy was actually quite reluctant. That heart was like a work of art, how could she be willing to destroy it?
"I haven't even had a sip yet!" Murphy whispered, and only Yang Yi could hear it.
But how could Murphy be a selfish mother? She hesitated for a moment, but she still couldn't stand her daughter's pitiful little eyes and the way she was begging on the small table. She reached out and moved the coffee cup towards her daughter.
"Alright, you can only taste it once! Children can't drink coffee. "Murphy said.
"Hee hee, then let's have a taste!" Xi Xi's face lit up as she stretched out her slender index finger and playfully gestured.
However, Xixi moved her small mouth closer and took a sip from the edge of the cup. Immediately, the little girl's brows furrowed again.
"Eh … It doesn't taste good! It's so bitter … "Xi Xi's mouth was still covered with milk bubbles, as if she had grown a white beard. It was very funny, especially with her bitter little face. The little girl's pitiful and funny appearance almost made Yang Yi and Murphy laugh.
This cup of cappuccino was actually not particularly bitter. After all, Yang Yi added milk and sugar, and mixed it according to Murphy's taste! But who asked Xi Xi to have a painful experience of drinking original flavor coffee before? The bitter taste on the tongue awakened the memory of that time …
Xi Xi distanced herself from the coffee in disgust. When her father wiped her mouth with a tissue, she said to him, "I won't drink coffee anymore. PaPa is so bad, lying to Xi Xi! Hmph! "
"You obviously wanted to drink it!" Yang Yi wanted to pinch the little girl's nose, who refused to pay her father, but she nimbly dodged, and then drank her sweet milk while giggling.
Xi Xi didn't drink coffee, but when she took a sip, it destroyed the original shape of the milk bubbles. The heart was crooked, and there was one place that became sharp.
Murphy looked at it helplessly, but she couldn't complain about her daughter!
However, the coffee was still very delicious. Murphy took a sip, and the strong taste of milk diluted the bitterness of the coffee, and there seemed to be some sweetness in the aftertaste that sank into the heart.
Xi Xi ran to play by herself. Yang Yi turned his head, looked at Murphy, and asked with a smile, "How is it? Is it delicious? "
Murphy didn't deliberately belittle it. She nodded gently and said, "It's delicious. It's easier to drink after adding milk."
"Then I'll add milk for you next time!" Yang Yi made a small note in his heart.
…
"Which one of the twelve songs do you like the most?"
Between the two of them, it was still music that they could talk about. Yang Yi leaned against the shelf and stood on the side, listening to Mo Fei play the piano comfortably. The two of them were also chatting casually.
"Which one do you like the most?" Murphy asked back.
Yang Yi scratched his head, and pretended not to care, and said, "'In My Voice'."
Of course, he liked this song the most. It was too suitable for his experience with Murphy!
"It's actually this song! Then guess which one do I like the most? "Murphy continued to ask.
"Oh … 'In My Voice'?" Yang Yi said with anticipation.
"I already said it's actually the most. Do you still think I like this song the most?" Murphy said angrily. She turned her head to look at Yang Yi's eyes, as if to say: Are you an idiot?
Because she knew that "Mu Ziang" wrote the song for the person he liked, Murphy didn't even think about her and Yang Yi's story.
Yang Yi himself was a little disappointed. He really hoped that Murphy liked the song that he deliberately picked for her the most!
"My favorite is' Carefree Lament '!" Murphy gave an answer that Yang Yi didn't expect. (Note 1)
"'Carefree Lament'? You actually like this song? This song to you, isn't it not challenging at all? "Yang Yi asked in surprise.
That's right. This song was basically like a poem. It had long lyrics, rhythmic sentences, and a simple and clear melody. Even those who didn't know how to sing would be able to sing this song well!
"Because the lyrics of this song are well written!" Murphy said with emotion, "I have never seen such ancient lyrics. Yeah, you told me before that it was China style!"
"Look at this sentence, 'self-deprecating, the ink runs out of thousands of feelings, the hero is sad, the song ends, the hair is white, and the beauty dies', isn't it beautifully written? That kind of faint sadness, is included in the carefree lament. "Murphy said in a genteel manner.
What she said made sense!
The reason why Yang Yi liked this song was that he felt that the lyrics were well written. Listening to it, he seemed to be able to see the fluttering snow, playing out the love and hatred of the Jianghu, but being drowned by time.
"Compared to those songs that use techniques to sing emotions, I still prefer this kind of song with a plain melody, but with profound meaning!" Murphy said. She was also interested in playing a song to sing for Yang Yi.
But at this time, Xi Xi ran over and shouted, "PaPa, PaPa! There is a strange old man at the door! "
(Note 1, 'Carefree Lament' was originally sung by Hu Ge, but the female version is quite good. If you are interested, you can search for Xu Wei's version on Cloud Music.)
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