“Brother Congjia… is this??” Chu Yange held the picture of a hundred birds looking at the phoenix and looked at Li Congjia with some confusion. Li Congjia smiled faintly, and then unfolded the picture. The magnificent and grand picture scroll was accompanied by a long and profound lyric, which made Chu Yange a little surprised.
“Brother Congjia, what are you doing for painting this painting?”
“I gave it to you.” Li Congjia slowly rolled up the scroll, clasped it meticulously, and handed it to Chu Yange. Chu Yange took the picture handed to him by Li Congjia, with a confused look on his face: “Brother Congjia, why are you doing this for me?”
Hearing this, Li Congjia smiled faintly, reached out to touch Chu Yange’s head, and said softly, “Birthday Gift.”
“How did Brother Congjia know that I was today’s birthday??” Chu Yange touched his nose with some confusion, and then hugged the picture that Li Congjia gave him tightly. Seeing this, Li Congjia smiled across his face and said nothing more.
“Fortunately, you came to my palace today. Otherwise, I would have to go to the Chu palace.” Li Congjia said with a smile.
Hearing this, Chu Yange looked at Li Congjia in surprise and said, “How can I let Brother Congjia send you a trip? As long as Brother Congjia orders Wang Quan to inform me, I will run to the palace.”
“Okay, I understand.” Li Congjia chuckled, raised his eyebrows lightly, then walked to the piano platform beside Yuexian Pavilion to sit down, stroked the guqin with his fingers. After hearing a pleasant sound of the piano, Li Congjia then curled his lips with satisfaction and looked up at Chu Yange.
“Yan Ge’er, I will give you a song.”
“Quo? What kind of song?” Chu Yange sat opposite Li Congjia with his chin.
Li Congjia smiled and glanced at Chu Yange, gently plucked the strings of his fingertips, and a light and plain song floated into Chu Yange’s ears as promised.
It’s like a pearl falling into the water, the jingling bell is crisp. Like falling leaves flying, rustling. Like the gurgling stream, it flowed through Chu Yange’s heart.
At this moment, Chu Yange’s eyes fell on Li Congjia’s face, and his handsome and cheerful face was as clean and open as when Chu Yange first met him.
After the song was finished, Chu Yange blinked his eyes with unfulfilled feelings. After Li Congjia put down the strings in her hand, she clapped her hands after realizing it and said aloud: “Brother Congjia, you are really the most perfect person I have ever seen. You can do everything. I don’t know. You can still compose music!”
Hearing this, Li Congjia laughed, stood up slowly, and looked at Chu Yange with deep eyes, but said nothing.
He kept silent because he knew that he told Chu Yange that this song was written specifically for her, and Chu Yange would not understand it, and he was deeply in love.
“I just understand a little bit.” Li Congjia looked at Chu Yange and chuckled.
Seeing this, Chu Yange stuck out his tongue and didn’t say anything.
“Yes, Brother Congjia, what is the name of this song?” Chu Yange looked up at Li Congjia, his eyes glowing, which was very touching.
Li Congjia turned his eyes away, and did not look at Chu Yange, and replied directly: “Golden Clothes Song.”
“Golden Clothes Song? What kind of song is this?”
Looking at Chu Yange’s puzzled gaze, Li Congjia could only sigh in his heart. This is a song of longing, a song of lovers.
“It’s nothing, you don’t understand if you say it.” Li Congjia curled his lips bitterly.
Hearing this, Chu Yange’s expression changed slightly, and then he said depressedly: “It’s all