lerbook Chapter 511 Is this a love letter you wrote?
Chapter 511 Is this a love letter you wrote?
The car was almost completely silent, with only the gentle rumble of the engine providing any background noise.
Yu Huan slowly exhaled a long breath, and the nerves that had been tense for so long due to dealing with the villagers finally found some relief.
He shifted his body slightly, adjusting his posture to make himself more comfortable in the driver's seat.
Recalling the overly enthusiastic villagers who had been chatting with him one after another, asking him all sorts of questions, he was quite overwhelmed by their enthusiasm and it had taken a lot of his energy to handle.
He arranged to meet Lin Yourong at 10 p.m.
Yu Huan glanced at the odometer and saw that it clearly showed 8:56, a full hour before the agreed time.
He remained calm and unhurried, gently placing his right foot on the accelerator, and the little BMW drove forward smoothly and slowly.
The streetlights flashed by one after another in an orderly fashion, as if guiding him in the direction he was heading.
Before long, the little BMW arrived at the entrance road of the Fez Hotel.
Looking into the distance, Yu Huan saw the adjacent Hunan TV Toilet Building, whose unique and highly recognizable architectural design was very eye-catching in the night.
He reached out and turned off the engine, then slowly reclined the seat back, half-lying down in the seat. He then took out his phone and continued watching Snowy Landscape.
Picking up where we left off, the part where Green-Armored Xuanyuan Jingcheng resolutely asked the Ancestor to die...
The phone screen emitted a faint, cold light, reflecting on his face. The interplay of light and shadow made his well-defined features even more clearly visible.
His eyes were full of focus, as if the whole world had shrunk to just the small screen in his hands.
Just as he was witnessing the brilliance of "Sword Comes," his phone suddenly vibrated, accompanied by an incoming call ringtone, and a notification popped up on the screen.
Yu Huan took a closer look and saw that the contact was listed as 'Dog'. Without thinking, he quickly swiped his finger across the answer button.
As soon as I brought the phone close to my ear, Xie Gouhua's boisterous voice came through the receiver like a floodgate being opened.
"Huan'er, where are you? We already agreed on a get-together with classmates tonight! You didn't forget, did you?"
"Hey, you've finally stopped calling me 'Boss Brother'." Yu Huan's lips curled up slightly as he chuckled softly.
"Oh? So you actually like it when I call you 'Boss Brother'?" Xie Gouhua's voice was practically overflowing with teasing laughter.
"But don't!"
"Haha, Huan'er, tonight's game is most likely to be a high-stakes match."
"We're both married now, so we don't need to care about things like Arhats or not, right?"
"That makes sense, but I don't agree!"
"Enough with the chit-chat, I have other things to do. Send me the address now, I'll be there at 11 o'clock sharp!"
Upon hearing this, Xie Gouhua immediately switched to his sarcastic tone: "Alright, then I won't bother you while you're busy."
"Little dog, step back."
Yu Huan had barely finished speaking when he swiftly hung up the phone, giving Xie Gouhua no chance to retaliate.
All was silent, as if time itself had frozen.
I don't know how much time passed, but a night breeze carrying a hint of chill slipped in through the tiny crack in the car window.
Yu Huan couldn't help but shiver, only then realizing that the temperature had dropped significantly.
The chill began to spread from the soles of his feet, gradually eroding his body. He was too lazy to sit up and turn on the air conditioner, but he subconsciously moved his toes and changed his lying position.
Just then, "knock knock knock," the car window was knocked on a few times without warning.
The sudden sound was exceptionally clear in the silence.
Upon hearing the sound, Yu Huan quickly turned her head to look out the window.
The dim streetlights cast a hazy, soft glow in the night, and under this glow, a graceful figure stood outside the car window.
The newcomer was wearing a stylish fisherman's hat.
Under the brim of the hat, a mask completely covered most of her face, revealing only a pair of bright and lively eyes, as if they held a pool of clear autumn water.
The moment he saw Yu Huan, his eyes, like crescent moons, narrowed slightly, and his smile, like the brightest sunshine in spring, instantly dispelled the chill that surrounded Yu Huan.
Although most of her face was obscured, Yu Huan only needed a quick glance to recognize that the person in front of her was Lin Yourong, thanks to that deep-seated familiarity.
He instantly perked up, quickly sat up straight, and pressed the button.
The car window slowly rolled down, making a soft "humming" sound.
Yu Huan's face broke into a bright smile as she asked, "Weren't we supposed to meet at ten o'clock? Why are you here before nine-fifty?"
"The filming is progressing quite quickly. Hong Tao wasn't so long-winded today, and he didn't ramble on and on." Lin Yourong playfully complained as she took light steps from the front of the car to the passenger side to get in.
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Taking advantage of the brief moment, he quickly and deftly unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned to the side into the back seat.
The lighting inside the carriage was somewhat dim.
Lin Yourong opened the passenger door, and a gust of cold air, carrying her unique fresh scent, rushed in.
At first, she was a little confused, wondering what Yu Huan was fiddling with in the back seat.
However, as soon as she sat down, took off her mask, and before she could even reach for her seatbelt, she saw Yu Huan holding roses in both hands, presenting them to her with a loving expression.
In that instant, her eyes widened, like two round black gems, filled with astonishment.
But then she said coquettishly, "So the surprise you were talking about was just giving me a bouquet of flowers! How cliché! Not surprising at all!"
Although Lin Yourong said that, she even pretended to purse her lips in disgust after she finished speaking.
But the slight upturn of her lips couldn't be suppressed, and her eyes were brimming with overflowing joy, which she couldn't hide at all.
"You two-faced woman!" Yu Huan chuckled, then handed the bouquet to Lin Yourong. "Here you go, my darling~"
"Ugh—that's so cheesy!" Lin Yourong immediately spat, but her face was beaming with joy. She couldn't wait to pick up the bouquet, bring it close to her nose and take a deep breath, as if she wanted to infuse the fragrance into her very lungs.
She muttered to herself, "This is the first time you've actually given me flowers. Surprised? Yes, there are some, but not many."
Yu Huan cleared her throat, her gaze falling on the small envelope tucked inside the bouquet, and then she whispered, "There's another surprise hidden inside. Look carefully at the letter on it."
A barely perceptible expectation lingered in his eyes, eager to see Lin Yourong's next reaction.
"Really?" Upon hearing this, a hint of curiosity flashed in Lin Yourong's eyes.
She slowly pulled out the envelope, her fingers gently tracing its edges, savoring the unique texture of the paper. Her gaze fell upon the neat and strong handwriting on the envelope:
How many loved your moments of glad grace?
I admire your beauty
Pretense or sincerity
Only one person still loves your devout soul.
I love the wrinkles on your aging face.
After reading these words, Lin Yourong's lips curled up uncontrollably, and a broad smile spread across her face.
Because the lyrics were a re-translated version, she didn't immediately recognize it as Yeats's "When You Are Old".
She turned her head, her bright eyes full of questions, and looked at Yu Huan, saying, "Is this a love letter you wrote?"
Yu Huan chuckled, a hint of mystery and urging in his voice, and said, "Never mind that for now, just open it and take a look!"
Seeing Yu Huan's mysterious and suspenseful demeanor, Lin Yourong's curiosity grew even stronger.
She fully opened the retro-style envelope, revealing a neatly folded piece of paper.
Then, carefully unfolding it, the familiar lyrics and sheet music came into view, with the song title prominently displayed at the top—
When You Are Old
Lin Yourong was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, her eyes were filled with emotion, and she couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!"
"Darling, you really adapted that poem into a song?" Lin Yourong raised her eyes and looked at Yu Huan, her voice trembling slightly with excitement, carrying a hint of unbelievable surprise.
Yu Huan chuckled as he looked at her, leaned forward towards Lin Yourong, reached out and gently hooked her chin, his gesture full of affection.
"Like it?"
"I love it, I love it so much! I never expected you to actually adapt 'When You Are Old' into a song!" Lin Yourong responded without hesitation.
She gripped the envelope tightly in one hand and the sheet music in the other, then wrapped her arms around Yu Huan's neck and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.
The sound of kissing was exceptionally loud in the quiet.
After the kiss, Lin Yourong quickly sat up straight and happily stared at the sheet music.
Yu Huan was slightly taken aback by Lin Yourong's sudden act of enthusiasm, but a bright smile quickly spread across his face as he said, half-jokingly, "Was this surprise good enough?"
"It's not just accurate, it's beyond imagination!" Lin Yourong's voice rose with excitement. "I thought you were just saying it casually! I didn't expect you to have put so much effort into it and even re-translated it!"
Yu Huan coughed slightly, trying to appear calm and composed, and said sweet words without batting an eye: "Baby, I'm willing to go through fire and water for anything you like. Besides, this song is like a testament to our love. Even when we're old and gray, and can't walk anymore, we'll still be as loving and affectionate as we are now."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Yourong slowly raised her head and looked at him quietly.
Her eyes were filled with tenderness and emotion, like a deep, tranquil lake, shimmering with a captivating luster under the dim car interior lights.
She gently bit her lower lip, as if trying her best to control the surging emotions within her, but the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up, outlining an extremely happy smile.
"I...I really don't know how to express my feelings right now." Lin Yourong's voice trembled slightly, and her shoulders shook gently, her words tinged with a faint sob. "I'm so touched. This is truly the best and most unforgettable surprise I've ever received!"
Seeing this, Yu Huan reached out and gently wiped away the tears that had silently slipped down her cheeks.
With a gentle smile on his face, he said softly, "Silly girl, this is just the beginning. There are many more surprises to come!"
Lin Yourong took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, but her slightly trembling shoulders still betrayed her inner excitement.
Yu Huan's lips curled slightly as he released the handbrake, shifted into drive, and said in a relaxed and cheerful tone, "Let's go?"
"Yes!" Lin Yourong nodded heavily, her moist eyes seemingly overflowing with laughter.
"Honey, there's something else I need to tell you. My classmate invited me out for a late-night snack several times, but I haven't gone..."
“Sure!” Lin Yourong immediately interrupted him, her eyes fixed on the sheet music.
Yu Huan originally thought he would need to go through a lot of trouble to persuade her, but he didn't expect Lin Yourong to agree so readily.
Is this the power of a 'surprise'?
Although she was full of surprise, Yu Huan still maintained a smile on her face, turned her gaze away from her beautiful profile, and gently pressed the accelerator with her right foot.
The little BMW started slowly and drove leisurely into the night.
Lin Yourong leaned back comfortably in her chair, her gaze lingering on the sheet music, her fingers gently tracing the lyrics, and unconsciously humming a melodious tune, soft and gentle.
"When you are old, your hair is white, and you are drowsy; when you are old and can no longer walk, you will doze by the fire and reminisce about your youth..."
The streetlights swept across the car body, casting alternating light and shadow on the couple's faces.
The atmosphere inside the car was warm and quiet, with Lin Yourong's soft humming and the engine's low rumble intertwining.
Yu Huan listened intently, a gentle smile always on her lips, immersed in this beautiful atmosphere.
Before we knew it, the little BMW had arrived at the entrance road of the residential area.
Yu Huan lowered the window, a smile on his face, and greeted the gatekeeper warmly, exchanging good evening greetings. He also mentioned that he would be leaving immediately after dropping his wife off at home.
After passing through the gate, he slightly turned the steering wheel and maneuvered the BMW smoothly around the curve.
Throughout the journey, Lin Yourong's melodious singing voice was like a wound-up toy, hardly stopping at all.
"When I'm old, I really hope this song is for you."
Seeing that she had only just received the sheet music and was already singing so well, Yu Huan immediately smiled and praised her: "You've only just received the sheet music and you're already singing so well. I've been captivated by your singing all the way here... By the way, I've already finished making the demo of this song at home today."
"Really!" Lin Yourong's face lit up with surprise again, her eyes instantly brightening. She gently patted Yu Huan's shoulder, her tone full of anticipation, "Then I'm free tomorrow, why don't we just go and record it tomorrow?"
Yu Huan quickly turned to look at her, smiled, and nodded: "I think it's perfectly fine, it's up to you to decide." (End of Chapter)