Chapter 1474
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The man was holding the wall with one hand and holding her in his arms. The heat of his body was transmitted to her body through the thin shirt, and Jing Tong found it difficult to breathe. She looked away.
Jiang Yu stared at her flushed face and suddenly curled his lips. He raised his hand to take down the guitar hanging on the wall, placed it in front of him, and strummed it twice in a serious manner.
The guitar was very small, and it looked a little childish. It was really out of place for a tall man to hold it.
Jing Tong was dazed. "What are you doing?"
"Trying to feel it." He looked calm. "I haven't touched it for a long time."
Looking at the man's serious expression on the overly small guitar, Jing Tong almost burst out in laughter.
"I told you, it's not impossible for you to play it for me, but you have to practice it first. Don't poison …" Before Jing Tong could finish, the man played a smooth melody.
Jing Tong was dazed.
Jiang Yu nodded and said, "Fortunately, I still remember the score."
He then continued to play the strings, and the melody became smoother and smoother.
"This is … ten years?" Jing Tong said in disbelief. "You can play this song?"
According to Mother Jiang, the man hadn't touched the guitar since he was eight years old. She thought he only knew how to play Two Tigers or something.
Jiang Yu seemed to see her confusion, so he raised an eyebrow and said, "About seven or eight years ago, I was asked to perform at a party in the army, so I practiced this song."
"You can even remember the song you practiced seven or eight years ago." Jing Tong snorted. "Your memory is really good."
"After all, I remember the love letter you wrote me back then. What's a score?" The man looked at her with a smile.
Jing Tong said slowly, "So, you remember the love letter I wrote to you not because you cherish it and take it out to look at it from time to time, but because you have a good memory?"
Jiang Yu paused, took out his phone calmly, opened the search engine, and began to search for the score. "Since you said that, I can only admit that I only remember a little bit of the score. After all, I haven't touched it for so many years."
Jing Tong burst into laughter and raised her chin in satisfaction. "Jiang Yu, people play the guitar while singing. It doesn't make sense for you to just play and not sing, right?"
The man quickly browsed through the music score. He seemed to have a card up his sleeve. He put down his phone, put his hands on the strings again, and looked up at her. "Do you want to listen?"
Jing Tong nodded like a chick pecking rice. "Of course!"
Jiang Yu pulled out the child's chair from the desk and sat down. He placed the guitar in front of his chest. "Then, this' Ten Years' is for you."
With that, he looked at her deeply.
The chair the man was sitting on and the guitar in his hand were obviously a size smaller. The scene should have been very strange, but he looked serious as if this was a very important matter. Jing Tong could only hold back her laughter. She simply took out her phone and clicked on the recording function. "Such a classic scene must be recorded. If it is posted online … hahaha, it will definitely be good for your image."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yu stopped again and looked at her seriously. "You can record it, but you can only enjoy it yourself. This is how I feel about you, and I don't want others to see it. "
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