yournovel Chapter 351 As expected of you!
Chapter 351 As expected of you!
Chapter 351 As expected of you!
Yu Huan took off her headphones and glanced at the bottom right corner of the screen.
The four neatly arranged numbers clearly show that it is now 9:40 PM.
Sitting in front of the computer for almost three hours straight, staring at the screen for so long caused his eyes to feel slightly sore and uncomfortable.
He slowly rubbed his eyes, then stood up, twisted his waist and shook his head, and then stretched his limbs, moving his body a little more freely as it had become stiff from sitting for so long.
Then, he turned around and started walking, preparing to go to the bathroom to relieve himself.
I'll also pop over to the karaoke room to see if they've finished talking about work.
The bedroom was dark, and the door was wide open. The faint light streaming in from the balcony and living room was not strong, but it was enough to give the surrounding objects a hazy outline.
Yu Huan stretched lazily as she walked out of the bedroom with light steps.
He subconsciously walked along the wall, heading to take a look at the karaoke room first.
They walked briskly until they reached the open door of the karaoke room.
He turned around and almost bumped into someone.
In that split second, his nose almost touched the other person's forehead, but fortunately he reacted quickly and stopped in time.
A fresh, fruity fragrance gently drifted into his nostrils.
Yu Huan recognized it without hesitation; it was Lin Yourong's unique scent.
Lin Yourong staggered back a small step.
Her almond-shaped eyes widened involuntarily, and she unconsciously clenched the A4 paper in her hand.
After recognizing Yu Huan, she immediately said with a hint of reproach, "Darling, why are you so clumsy? You startled me!"
"An accident, an accident..."
"If I were to bump into your nose, that would truly be an accident," Lin Yourong said, rolling her eyes at him.
Yu Huan scratched the back of his head and chuckled.
He tilted his head slightly to one side and glanced into the inner room.
My gaze fell on the beanbag chair, but Sister Ru was no longer there. Looking at the side of the small coffee table, the handbag that had been there was also gone.
So he turned and asked, "Honey, when did Sister Ru leave?"
"They just left not long ago, they're probably almost home by now."
As soon as Lin Yourong finished speaking, she suddenly raised the sheet music in her hand, her face instantly filled with a smile.
She then said repeatedly:
“Honey, I’ve carefully considered the lyrics of the other two songs, and they really do have a strong sense of patriotism! For example, the song ‘As You Wish’ expresses respect and gratitude for our parents, as well as cherishing and looking forward to a better life, and feeling proud of our country’s growing strength. Don’t you think so?”
"This reading comprehension ability..." Yu Huan took a breath, let out a soft "hiss," then gave a thumbs up and joked, "Wife, no wonder you're a top student from a 985 university!"
Lin Yourong smiled and didn't argue with him. Instead, she praised him and said, "The lyrics of 'As You Wish' are straightforward yet poetic, like vernacular poetry. Also, the ingenious three-part structure is really well written!"
As he spoke, he took a sheet of music from the sheet music he was holding in his left hand with his right hand.
She looked down at it, her face beaming with delight, and continued, "However, I'm not quite sure what 'The Wind on the Way Home' is trying to express. There are too many elements mixed in. The first few lines seem like an inspirational song, but later on there are complex expressions of love and emotion, as well as a longing for home—"
Yu Huan just stared at her, her expression full of interest.
Her almond-shaped eyes, framed by her bangs, were like twinkling stars in the night sky, bright and captivating.
With a smile playing on his lips, he suddenly said, "This song also has a background story; it's inspired by the evacuation of Chinese citizens from North Africa a couple of years ago."
talking.
He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from Lin Yourong's face: "If you connect this real event with the lyrics, you'll definitely understand."
"is it?"
Lin Yourong tilted her head slightly, her two delicate eyebrows furrowing gently.
A light mist seemed to veil his bright eyes, revealing doubt and contemplation.
After a moment, she raised her eyes, met Yu Huan's gaze, and smiled, saying, "'As You Wish' is a song dedicated to our parents' generation, while 'The Wind on the Way Home' expresses the longing of those who are away from home for their family and country amidst turmoil—my dear, you are truly amazing! You are truly worthy of this!"
Upon hearing the rest, Yu Huan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
As expected of you?
Is the Pure Love Warrior mimicking his speech again?
After laughing, he calmed down and then his expression became serious. He said earnestly, "Performing revolutionary songs in a popular style is like walking a challenging balance beam. It has to be both highbrow and down-to-earth. It's quite difficult. You need to think about it carefully, my wife."
"Yes!" Lin Yourong nodded vigorously.
At this moment, Yu Huan felt a force gradually accumulating in her lower abdomen.
He was about to turn around and walk to the toilet to relieve himself, but then he changed his mind and felt that he should make things clear now so that Lin Yourong could avoid taking any detours.
At least the song "As You Wish" would be best if it could be perfected.
After a moment's thought, Yu Huan said succinctly, "Honey, the main song here is 'As You Wish,' and I plan to use a large-scale, high-quality string arrangement to accompany it. You can listen to the melody carefully; it's not an arrangement that immediately grabs your attention, but rather one that unfolds gradually, building up layer by layer."
"is it?"
Lin Yourong's almond-shaped eyes widened instantly, sparkling with curiosity and surprise in the soft light.
Her first love was "Red Cliff," and it can be said that at the beginning, she was completely captivated by "Red Cliff."
I just finished studying the lyrics of two other songs.
Although it was as beautiful as a poem as ever, with three masterpieces already before it, the impact on Lin Yourong was no longer as strong.
Hearing Yu Huan's words at this moment was completely unexpected for her.
Looking at her surprised expression, Yu Huan nodded slightly and continued, "As for the singing style, the opening verses should be sung softly and gradually transition to the expansive and powerful chorus. I think you are the kind of singer whose technique serves the expression. Besides, with your enunciation skills, mastering this song will definitely not be difficult for you."
"I understand!" Lin Yourong quickly closed the sheet music.
He stepped forward and put his arm around Yu Huan's arm.
She snuggled close to Yu Huan, swaying slightly, and said, "Darling, you think of so much for me, you're so good to me!"
Yu Huan felt that unrestrained fullness rubbing against her arm...
The Pure Love Warrior is now like a spoiled little kitten.
He really couldn't bear to pull his hand away...
However, feeling like a flood about to burst its banks, he was really feeling suffocated and hurriedly said, "Honey, I need to take care of my physiological needs first."
The words had barely left her mouth when Lin Yourong, like a startled rabbit, abruptly released her grip.
Her big eyes blinked as she carefully observed Yu Huan's expression: "What physiological problem?"
"Peeing! What other physiological problem could it be?" Yu Huan was both amused and exasperated; the pure-hearted warrior had clearly misunderstood.
Feeling utterly speechless, he took a step back, turned around, and drifted towards the bathroom like a gust of wind.
Seeing this, Lin Yourong breathed a slight sigh of relief.
I just helped him resolve this last night, and I thought he was up to it again...
Lin Yourong, who had originally planned to go to the bedroom to discuss the new song with Yu Huan, turned back to the beanbag chair and lay down lazily.
Amidst the pleasant sound of rushing water, Yu Huan, standing in front of the squat toilet, couldn't help but recall Lin Yourong's slightly adoring expression from just moments before...
As she thought this, Yu Huan's lips slowly curved upwards, as if drawn by an invisible thread.
After relieving himself and zipping up his pants, he whistled in high spirits.
A light and cheerful whistle echoed leisurely in the bathroom.
Yu Huan filled a half-full bucket with hot water, carried it steadily, and walked briskly towards the karaoke room.
As soon as the whistling stopped, he turned and stepped into the karaoke room, his gaze falling on Lin Yourong, who was slumped on a beanbag chair.
She was frowning slightly, staring intently at the sheet music held up in front of her.
Yu Huan kept walking and said with a smile, "Wife, it's almost ten o'clock. Let's soak our feet together and then go to bed. Haste makes waste. You can study it tomorrow."
Lin Yourong looked up at the sound and saw the bucket of water that Yu Huan was carrying.
"Okay, actually I've been a little sleepy for a while now. I got up too early today." She nodded her chin, sat up straight, and placed a few pages of sheet music on the coffee table.
Then, she effortlessly pushed the small coffee table outwards, making some space for the water bucket.
Yu Huan stepped forward, placed the bucket steadily between the two of them, bent down to sit, and took her feet out of her slippers, placing them on the edge of the sofa.
He didn't rush to soak his feet. With a gentle smile on his face, he said, "Honey, we didn't go to your parents' place this weekend. Did they call you?"
“I already told them that I wanted to invite my parents-in-law to dinner. My mom even wants to come.”
"Why didn't your mother come?"
"My mom said that having both sets of parents eat together would allow them to communicate more," Lin Yourong said, taking off her cotton socks to reveal her fair, smooth feet.
She paused slightly before continuing, "My dad had a different opinion. He said I should cook a home-cooked meal for my in-laws so they could feel the warmth of our little family. He said a meal alone would be more intimate and comfortable."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan nodded with a smile, his eyes full of agreement: "I think what my father-in-law said makes sense, he's absolutely right!"
Lin Yourong rolled up her trouser leg, pursed her lips slightly, and said, "Of course my dad is always right, he's so eloquent."
As soon as she finished speaking, she slowly put her feet into the steaming tub.
The moment my feet touched the water, a surge of heat rushed through my body.
This caused Lin Yourong to furrow her brows slightly, and her toes curled up involuntarily, but she quickly relaxed them again.
Gently wiggle your feet in the water until you feel the scalding heat evenly and gradually get used to it, then slowly and carefully put them down completely and step on the bottom of the bucket.
"Comfortable~"
Lin Yourong let out a soft sigh and comfortably reclined in the beanbag chair.
Looking at her contented expression, Yu Huan noticed that her eyes narrowed slightly, like two crescent moons.
She looked like a lazy, dozing kitten.
Yu Huan couldn't help but exclaim, "Wife, you really aren't afraid of getting burned!"
Lin Yourong turned her head away, her gaze falling on his profile, and said slowly, "What's there to be afraid of getting hot? It's just a little hot, but you'll get used to it quickly. This temperature of foot bath water is perfect."
She paused, a teasing smile playing on her lips: "Darling, what's wrong? Are you afraid of getting burned?"
Upon hearing Lin Yourong's counter-question, Yu Huan knew she couldn't back down.
He raised his eyebrows, a relaxed expression on his face, and said, "I'm not afraid of being burned. I'm just worried that if the water is too hot, it will burn your beautiful feet. That wouldn't be good."
Lin Yourong smiled upon hearing this.
She wiggled her feet, which immediately stirred up some water in the bucket, making a soft "splashing" sound.
"Then stop just talking and put your feet in!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan no longer hesitated.
With a determined heart, he put both feet into the bucket, stepping on Lin Yourong's soft insteps.
In an instant, a slightly stinging sensation welled up in my heart.
It felt as if countless fine needles were gently pricking the skin of his feet, causing him to involuntarily gasp in surprise.
However, while the burning sensation was so intense that it was almost unbearable, it also had an indescribable sense of comfort.
After catching his breath, he leaned back and fell onto the sofa next to Lin Yourong.
He imitated Lin Yourong, letting out a long sigh: "That feels so good~"
It was indeed very comfortable. A warm feeling spread from the soles of his feet upwards, like a gentle stream flowing through his body, seemingly driving away his fatigue little by little.
Lin Yourong suddenly turned to the side.
She reached out and touched Yu Huan's neck, using the fleshy part of her thumb to brush away the concealer.
The hickeys that were originally covered up were gradually revealed.
Several days passed, and the hickey not only did not disappear, but turned from its original bright red to a deep black, standing out conspicuously on his skin.
Yu Huan turned her head to look at Lin Yourong, and saw that her face was flushed from soaking her feet, just like a ripe apple.
He smiled and asked, "Has it subsided a little?"
“No,” Lin Yourong said with a smile, shaking her head. “The color is even darker, almost black.”
Yu Huan put her hands behind her head and gently rubbed the backs of her feet in the hot water.
He said with a relaxed expression, "That's almost it. This means that the blood stasis under the skin is being gradually absorbed, which is why this discoloration occurs."
"Oh." Lin Yourong responded, then slowly sat up straight, rubbed her neck, and turned to Yu Huan to ask, "What about mine?"
(End of this chapter)