Jiang Xinhai picked up the piece of paper and slowly unfolded it.

This piece of paper is exactly what they saw before, the one with the music score of "Red Bean" written on it.

Jiang Xinhai slowly hummed the melody of "Red Bean".

"I haven't put the red beans for you yet

Boiled into lingering wounds

Then share it together and you will understand better

the sorrow of lovesickness

I haven’t had a good feeling yet

The tenderness of a waking kiss

Maybe you can pursue it only when you are around me

"The freedom of loneliness"

…

The evening breeze blew through the mountains, sending away the remaining summer heat, as if accompanying her.

Everyone fell silent and listened to her humming carefully.

Her voice is gentle and the wind is gentle, as if she is telling her inner feelings against her lover's ears.

After Jiang Xinhai finished singing, he spoke in a calm tone:

"Chen Xi, this was indeed written in 2006, right?"

Chen Xi nodded and said, "Yes, I remembered. This book was awarded by my teacher when I was in third grade, but it was taken away by my brother in 2006."

"He said he would take a notebook to record some great inspirations, and then I never saw the notebook again."

"If I had known earlier that he had written two pages, I should have snatched it back from him." She said with a dark face.

After Chen Xi finished speaking, Jiang Xinhai slowly said: "But, do you know..."

Her throat rolled, and then she continued:
Chapter completed!