Chapter 320

It's late at night. The little girl who had a good time was not sleepy. She was still in a good mood after washing the fragrance. If it was normal, she would have to pester her father to tell her a story.

But today, Xi Xi Xi story also don't want to listen to, she can't wait to climb on the big bed, pout her little buttocks to put the pillow, and then get into the bed, consciously cover the quilt.

Yang Yigang has just finished cleaning up the debris downstairs, and Murphy laughingly looks at her daughter.

The little girl lay down and closed her eyes. After a while, she couldn't help but open her eyes. She turned to make sure that the big socks at the head of the bed were hung properly. She was relieved when she was sure.

At this time, she saw that she was still standing at the door looking at her father and mother. She thought that her parents were worried about her. The little girl waved her hand seriously: "Baba, numb, good night, Xi Xi Xi is going to sleep!"

Yang Yi and Murphy still know the reason. The little girl is looking forward to the arrival of Santa Claus?

It's still because of the lies Murphy used to tell her to go to bed. Xi Xi naively thought that if she didn't fall asleep, Santa Claus would not come down to give her a present when she passed by in the early morning.

So she must go to sleep early, and even if she can't, her eyes must be closed so that Santa won't forget her.

"Good night, baby!" Murphy whispered, she pulled up Yang Yi, two people came to the study.

On Christmas Eve, Yang Huan took a bath early and got into his room.

"I have a present for you today!" Murphy will Yang Yi press on the chair, and then hold out today let Mo Xiaojuan bring a big box, she looked at Yang Yi with some embarrassment said.

"For me? Aren't Christmas presents to be unwrapped tomorrow? " Yang Yi was a little surprised, but he prepared Christmas gifts for Murphy and Xi Xi.

"That's a Christmas gift. The holiday we're going to have is Christmas Eve." Murphy knew what Christmas Eve meant to lovers. She was slightly red and bit her lower lip. She was embarrassed and said, "can't you accompany me for the first time?"

If Valentine's Day is the beginning of romance for every girl, Christmas Eve is the beginning of romance for every woman.

Murphy's heart is also eager to spend Christmas Eve with loved ones, now, finally there is one, although the youth is no longer, but the desire for romance has not faded.

"Of course! How can I not accompany you? " Yang Yi looked at Murphy's anxious little mood. He softened his heart, nodded and agreed, and tried to think about what kind of Christmas Eve gift to Murphy.

"Open my present first and see if you like it." Murphy looks at Yang Yi expectantly. In order to prepare this gift, she has spent a lot of thought.

Yang Yi also has some curiosity, generally speaking, Christmas Eve gift is not all Apple or chocolate? What's in Murphy's big box?

Ribbons, wrapping paper and boxes, like onions, are peeled off layer by layer, and the gifts inside reveal their shape.

Although Yang Yi has probably seen it, he was surprised to say, "violin? You give me a violin? "

This violin is very beautiful. Although it looks similar to other violin styles, the wood of its panel is absolutely the top spruce that is naturally dried in the eyes of Yang Yi, an old driver.

Moreover, it is not a new violin just found in recent years. It should be carefully cared and maintained. Although it is as smooth as new, it seems to emit a kind of spirituality, which is precipitated after long-term performance.

It's very mysterious to say, but Yang Yi can feel it. In his previous life, he has treasured more than this violin, spanning three or four hundred years of history_ One of Stradivari's violins was supposed to be buried in the warehouse of a Middle East chief, but later it was stolen by Yang Yi.

Think about this, Yang Yi also feel very sorry, he is not here, that precious violin can find the right person to love it, take care of it?

"I bought it from a pawnbroker in the United States last year. The original owner was a famous foreign violinist, Steve van. I don't know if you've heard of it. It's his famous instrument. But after he died of illness, his family paid off his debts and sold it to the pawnshop." Murphy gently stroked the violin and whispered.

Obviously, Murphy didn't have a chance to pick up the leak. She still spent a lot of money on the violin. When she bought it last year, Murphy bought it for herself. She also liked violin very much. She learned Violin and piano since she was a child. However, in her hands, the violin is still a bit insidious.

Because after she bought it, Murphy had no chance to use it. She spent all her time in her career as a singer.

"I know you can play the violin. There is violin accompaniment in the song" long time no see ", but you don't have a proper violin, so I want to give it to you." Murphy said with some trepidation. She is worried that this gift is not brand new. Will Yang Yi like it?However, Murphy is right. Yang Yi didn't buy the violin for a long time because she didn't pick the right one! It doesn't matter whether the gift is brand-new. What matters is Murphy's affection for Yang Yi! What she said really touched Yang Yi!

Yang Yi put down the violin in his hand. He stood up, hugged Murphy's face on one side and gave it a hard kiss. It was a kiss without any erotic feelings. It was very hard and affectionate.

When he let go, Murphy blushed like a peach. He was panting and couldn't help hammering Yang Yi's chest, which was both shy and angry.

"Or you know me!" Yang Yi ha ha ha smile, hold her in the bosom again, say in her ear.

He really likes this gift. Murphy has known him for so long, but he has never seen Yang Yi so impolite. But this gaffe is good, and Murphy is also full of joy, feeling that he has given the most valuable gift.

After Yang Yisong opened Murphy, he put the violin on his left shoulder, and first casually pulled his bow to try its timbre.

Naturally, the timbre can not be compared with Yang Yi's works handed down in his previous life, but it is also better than 90% of the violins in this world. Yang Yi is already satisfied.

"I'll play you a piece of music. I had a manuscript in my mind. Today I saw your gift and I perfected it!" Yang Yi suddenly turned her head and said to Murphy excitedly, "I didn't prepare any gifts for you. This violin music for you should be a Christmas Eve gift for you, OK?"

Murphy was surprised. For her, a song written for her was better than any gift. She nodded and asked happily, "what kind of song is it? Do you have a name? "

"Yes, it's called" praise of love "(Note 1)!" Yang Yi nodded.

With that, Yang Yi took a deep breath and began to play.

At the beginning, it is a long, beautiful melody, with a strong Serenade style, delicate music, full of deep feelings, as if it is the love of lovers, gradually opened this elegant love picture.

It was the first time for Murphy to watch Yang Yi play the violin, and Yang Yi did not let her down. Although the 1.87-meter-old man playing the violin was funny, Murphy was fascinated. The person who played such a wonderful melody was her beloved man!

After turning to Section B, the melody becomes soft, and the softness is also blended with a sad sentiment. However, this sentiment is not sentimental, just like the sweet and sour taste of love. Happiness is diffused in such melody.

Murphy was very engaged. At this moment, she seemed to be sitting in the broad theater, sitting under the stage, listening to Yang Yi's performance from the stage.

Finally, back to the theme of paragraph a, there is a large range of twists and turns, and emotions burst out.

After the variation, the ending rhyme is meaningful and the mood is more and more complex. The music gradually slows down and lightens, just like the whispering of lovers, gradually stops in the gentle melody

Murphy is a person who loves music. Naturally, she can understand Yang Yi's feelings in playing.

The praise of love is not just a description of their love? Love is not just a vigorous start, tangled operation, and finally gradually into the plain, but that is lingering insipid?

Is not this plain love what she and he expect?

This wonderful gift of Christmas Eve is destined to light Without the apple, would Eve and Adam just sit face to face?

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