novellhall Chapter 81: At only 9 years old, did she already suffer from the pain of love?
Chapter 81: At only 9 years old, did she already suffer from the pain of love?
Chapter 81 At only 9 years old, has she already suffered the pain of love? (Seeking first subscription, burst update mode activated! 18 chapters)
The next day was the second day of the Lunar New Year.
Yao Feng and his family arrived early in the morning to offer their New Year's greetings, carrying bags and bags of gifts.
To be honest, Yao Feng's family and Liu Xiaoli were not related, but they had frequent interactions because of Chen Lang.
The two families are closer than ordinary relatives.
As soon as Yao Beina entered the door, she greeted him sweetly.
"Grandma, Grandpa, Happy New Year!"
Uncle Yao Feng and Aunt Li Xinmin also greeted the elders with smiles.
After a lively exchange of greetings, it was time to give out red envelopes.
Liu Yifei excitedly shoved an enamel basin into Chen Lang's hands.
To Yao Feng and Li Xinmin's astonishment, the two children kowtowed three times in a row.
Happy New Year, Uncle and Aunt!
The loud banging of the two little children kowtowing pulled the two back to reality. They looked at each other and stared at each other in bewilderment.
I glanced down at the red envelope in my hand. This was such a grand gesture; I felt embarrassed to even present it.
Liu Xiaoli's grandparents, who were standing nearby, were laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight.
The two children were still staring straight at him.
Li Xinmin hurriedly took out some money from his pocket, stuffed fifty yuan into each of the red envelopes, and handed them over with a wry smile.
"Get up quickly, why make such a big fuss? You're scaring your aunt."
Yao Beina also took out two red envelopes from her small wallet.
She handed one to Liu Yifei and the other to Chen Lang.
"Happy New Year, little brother, Sisi."
"This is to thank you for accompanying me on my tours recently."
Liu Yifei happily accepted the red envelope.
Then, with lightning speed, they confiscated all three red envelopes from Chen Lang's hand.
The movements were executed flawlessly, so skillfully that it was almost painful to watch.
Chen Lang looked at his empty hands and sighed helplessly.
Yao Feng burst into laughter upon seeing this scene.
"Our Sisi is such a capable little housekeeper!"
Liu Yifei stuffed the red envelope into her pocket, her little face beaming with pride.
Suddenly remembering something, she ran to Yao Feng like she was showing off a treasure.
"Uncle, Uncle, Langlang has written a new song!"
She tugged at Yao Feng's sleeve, her face beaming with pride.
"It's a New Year's gift for Mom!"
Without waiting for anyone's reaction, she started singing to herself.
Listen to your mother, don't let her get hurt.
She only remembered those few lines of the chorus, sung in a childish voice, and the melody was a bit off.
But the excitement was undeniable.
Yao Feng's eyes lit up when he heard that.
"Langlang has written a new song again?"
He looked at Liu Xiaoli with surprise.
Liu Xiaoli nodded, a smile she couldn't hide on her face.
"Yes, last night while watching the Spring Festival Gala, this kid suddenly said he had an inspiration."
"I ran back inside and finished writing it in an hour."
"They said it was a New Year's gift for me."
She pointed to her eyes.
"I was so touched, my eyes were swollen from crying last night."
Yao Feng became even more curious.
What exactly is in the song that moved Liu Xiaoli so deeply?
Chen Lang took out the written score from the room.
Yao Feng took it and immediately noticed the lyrics.
When he saw the sentence, "I was lying in a warm box, crying very quietly," the smile on his face disappeared.
He read through the entire song lyrics and then looked at the sheet music marked next to it.
"These lyrics are really well written."
He praised it sincerely.
"This piece of music... it's a bit strange."
He pointed to the verse, to the densely packed notes and distinctive rhythmic markings.
"How are we supposed to sing this?"
"Uncle, this is called rap."
As soon as Chen Lang began to explain, Liu Yifei started chattering away, sharing her thoughts.
"Yes, yes, yes, it's rap!"
"I saw it on TV last night, and I'm so happy tonight! Langlang said she had an inspiration!"
Yao Feng suddenly realized.
He tried reciting the verse in a rap style.
Hey, it actually has a really good flavor.
Trendy and fun.
Just how many strange and wonderful things does this kid have in his head?
While Yao Feng was still studying this rap song.
Liu Yifei then proudly brought up another piece of news.
"Uncle, Uncle!"
"Langlang even wrote a song for Sister Beina!"
"I'll cry—I'll cry because I drank your poison!"
Chen Lang couldn't stop this girl from talking so fast; he hadn't decided whether or not to sing for Yao Beina.
It's really inappropriate for a 15-year-old to sing sad love songs.
Yao Feng was completely stunned.
He almost dropped the sheet music in his hand.
What is that?
It's only been a few days?
You wrote two more songs?
This creative speed is faster than a sow giving birth!
Yao Beina, who was craning her neck to read the lyrics, was pleasantly surprised to hear this and came over.
"Really, little brother?"
"Did you write a new song for me?"
Chen Lang hesitated for a moment, but seeing Yao Beina's expectant look, he had no choice but to take out another prepared manuscript from his pocket.
"Sis, take a look and see if it suits you. If not, we won't force it."
Before she could finish speaking, Yao Beina excitedly snatched it away.
"It's suitable; what my younger brother wrote is definitely suitable."
But when she saw the song title, she was also taken aback.
"conquer?"
Let's look at the lyrics next.
"Just like that, you conquered me, cutting off all my escape routes—"
"My story has come to an end, my loves and hates are buried in the earth—"
Yao Beina's expression turned somewhat strange.
Is this a love song?
Love songs are not surprising to her.
She is already fifteen years old and usually listens to a lot of popular songs from Hong Kong and Taiwan, most of which are about love.
She herself has sung quite a few.
But the problem is, the song was written by her younger brother, who was only 9 years old after the New Year!
Does he even know what love or hate is?
But when she looked at Liu Yifei standing with Chen Lang, her eyes swept back and forth between the two of them.
That seems... plausible, doesn't it?
Yao Feng also came over with a curious look on his face.
He took the sheet music from Yao Beina and looked at it carefully.
After reading it, he looked at Chen Lang with an extremely complicated expression.
This is more than just a love song.
This is clearly a sad love song.
It's still that kind of heartbreaking love song that's bitter to the bone and filled with despair.
This child—
At only 9 years old, she already suffered the pain of love?
Which girl hurt him?
That shouldn't be the case.
Isn't he always spending all his time with his young wife?
Could it be—
Yao Feng's gaze swept back and forth between Chen Lang and Liu Yifei.
Could it be that he fell in love with some girl at school, and his wife found out?
Then the girl broke up with him, and he acted like he was going to die, as if all love and hate had vanished into thin air.
In an instant, Yao Feng conjured up a dramatic love triangle on campus.
Chen Lang could tell from the look of disbelief on his uncle and sister's faces that they had misunderstood.
He sighed, knowing this would happen, but thankfully he was prepared.
"Uncle, sister, come with me."
He led two people into his room.
Liu Xiaoli and Liu Yifei followed them in out of curiosity.
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