(Note from Xiaohan: It is recommended that you listen to the song while reading this chapter.)
Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, it was April 11th. There was only one day left before Yang Yi and Murphy's wedding. To make it more formal, Murphy's family had moved out of Yang Yi's house yesterday and lived in a hotel in the county.
According to the rules of a Chinese wedding, Yang Yi was not allowed to see the bride before picking her up.
But in the evening, Xi Xi, who lived with her mother, called and said that she missed her father. Yang Yi, who was in the county to pick up his friends, also missed Murphy. So he took this excuse and went to the hotel where Murphy was staying.
In the middle, Murphy's relatives and friends, Mo Xiaojuan, and several of her sisters ran into them. They teased Yang Yi for not following the rules, but they could not do anything to the thick-skinned Yang Yi. They watched Yang Yi enter Murphy's room with a smile.
"PaPa!" It was Xi Xi who opened the door for Yang Yi. The little girl knew that her father had come, because when Yang Yi went downstairs, she called again to urge him. She did not wait for her mother, but ran over happily and tiptoed to open the door for her father. As soon as she saw her father, she shouted happily and asked him to pick her up.
Xi Xi had already taken a bath and put on her pajamas. After seeing her father, who she missed the most, she would go to bed early. She had to get up early tomorrow!
"PaPa, I want to sleep with you tonight." The little girl had not seen her father for a whole day, so she was very clingy. She hugged her father's neck and was reluctant to let go.
"Not tonight. I have to go back to the countryside tonight. I can't come to pick you and your mother up until tomorrow!" Yang Yi pinched the little girl's pouting mouth and smiled.
"Then can I go back with PaPa?" Xi Xi asked.
"How can you? Don't you want your mother? Mom will be very lonely living here alone. " Yang Yi said softly, "Mom has to stay here tonight because this is a requirement of the wedding!"
Xi Xi tilted her head and thought for a while. She felt a little wronged, but she still said obediently, "Okay, I can accompany Mom, but I want PaPa to hug me for a while."
"Alright, I'll hug you for a while." Yang Yi hugged Xi Xi to his chest with a little force. Then, he intimately pressed the side of his face against her little head and shook it.
Murphy came out of the bathroom. She had just finished taking a shower and had just heard Yang Yi's movements. Now that she saw Yang Yi and her daughter's sticky appearance, she couldn't help but smile.
"Have you received Big Brother Lan and the others?" Murphy asked gently as she dried her hair.
"Yes, I've arranged everything for them." Yang Yi nodded. "What about you? Have all the relatives arrived? "
Murphy's parents still had some relatives who were coming to attend her wedding. Some came from Harbor City, and some came from Taiwan. They had a long journey, so it was more difficult for them.
"Actually, I don't have to worry about it. Xiaojuan has already helped to receive them." Murphy nodded a little embarrassedly.
At this time, Xi Xi suddenly raised her head from her father's arms and said like a little adult, "Okay! I've hugged PaPa enough. PaPa, you go and hug Mom! "
She thought that her mother was like her and missed her father a lot! Of course, Xi Xi wasn't wrong. It was just that her mother wasn't as clingy as her.
These naive words stunned Yang Yi and Murphy for a moment. Then, they looked at each other and smiled.
Although it was a hotel room, because a sum of money had been stuffed into it, the room was also pasted with the word "happiness" in red. The atmosphere was very warm. More importantly, at this moment, the family of three gathered together and laughed happily. It was very homey.
Xi Xi was very serious. She got down from her father's arms, then stood on the big bed, pushed her father to her mother, and said, "Mom, I'll let you have PaPa!"
Murphy couldn't help laughing. She deliberately said, "What do you mean you'll let me have PaPa? Yang Yi is my husband! "
Thinking that her mother's words were very interesting, the little girl rolled on the bed, rolled up in the quilt, and giggled.
However, Yang Yi really missed Murphy. Looking at Murphy, who had white skin and red lips after taking a bath, Yang Yi's heart was filled with tenderness. He picked up a comb from the dressing table and said softly, "Let me do it!"
Although in front of their daughter, the two of them were embarrassed to really hug each other intimately, combing the hair of the person in their heart was also another kind of reflection of tenderness.
Seeing Yang Yi's tenderness, Murphy's bright eyes were full of love. She gently nodded and put down the towel in her hand.
Yang Yi took the comb, pulled up Murphy's wet hair, gently combed the hair that was gathered together by the water, and then swung it. The moist fragrance floated into the air and into his nose.
Over and over again. Although repeated, Yang Yi didn't feel bored at all. Looking at the beautiful woman in the mirror without makeup, the love in his eyes was undisguised.
"Sing a song for me!" Mo Fei suddenly said. Her voice was full of attachment.
"What song?" Yang Yi asked.
"Tomorrow's song, I like it very much. I'll sing it with you." Murphy's voice was soft and soft.
"Tomorrow's song won't do. That's the show we're going to perform." Yang Yi shook his head, but looking at Murphy in the dressing mirror, he suddenly had an idea. He smiled and said, "I'll sing a new song for you. You haven't heard it before. I originally had an idea, but now that I have inspiration, I've perfected it."
Mo Fei was dazed for a second and then responded with a happy "mhm".
There was no accompaniment, only acapella singing. But for singers of Yang Yi's and Murphy's level, acapella singing could still be outstanding!
Yang Yi was combing Murphy's hair, brewing and humming softly.
"I want you to be by my side, I want, I want to dress you …"
Murphy's body trembled slightly, and she looked at Yang Yi with some surprise.
Yang Yi's singing style was very special. Because of this tone, it was not the same as modern pop songs. But Murphy was still very keen to hear that this song's singing style was very characteristic of the old era of Shanghai music!
One must know that at that time, Shanghai music was the peak of Chinese music at that time, just like the status of Hong Kong music at the end of the last century. Many classic songs were sung to this day, and Murphy also liked it very much.
What made Murphy even happier was that Yang Yi actually used singing to express their current tenderness, whether it was combing hair or delicate feelings.
"The wind of this night blows, it makes my heart itch. My girl, I'm in a foreign land, looking at the moon …"
The lyrics and melody at the end were even more beautiful. Yang Yi sang with a magnetic but clear voice, like a glass of the best vintage red wine. As he gently shook it, the dark red wine rippled, and an intoxicating fragrance floated in the air.
"Giving you beautiful clothes, looking at the yellow flowers in the mirror, the night is too tense, the time is too long, my girl, where are you looking at the dawn …"
The gentleness of the singing, the lingering of the lyrics, Murphy gradually became infatuated as she listened and watched.
From the mirror, she saw the longing and infatuation in Yang Yi's eyes as he looked at her. From Yang Yi's soft humming, she could also hear his lingering feelings.
"It's all this night's fault, it's so flirtatious, it's all this guitar's fault, it's so sad … Oh, I want to sing, thinking of you silently, my girl, where are you looking at the dawn …"
Late at night, Yang Yi went back, and Xi Xi also fell asleep, but Murphy's ears still echoed with Yang Yi's singing.
Tomorrow, she would be his bride, but she could not wait for dawn!
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