House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 808: The song of the encounter in the escape (1/4)

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Jerman Lee and fellow Hill encountered the biggest crisis they’ve been sneaking for more than a dozen days! They were approached by hunters, and they were closer than ever!

Ten minutes back in time, the truck driver Kaplan called their cell phone and told them that he was about to leave Fort Worth with a full load of goods when he was overtaken by a team of hunters who searched the truck, Also ask the driver!

Kaplan did not reveal any information to the hunters, however, what made Germaine and Hill break a cold sweat was that they were walking around the city of Fort Worth looking for a place to spend the night, but unexpectedly, after a day of walking , they turned out to be a coincidence, only two blocks away from where the hunter stopped the truck!

That is, at this moment, they are only two blocks away from the hunter!

Jerman and Hill broke into a cold sweat. After thanking Kaplan, the two dropped the disposable cell phone that had taken a long time, and quickly fled in the opposite direction of the hunter.

Ten minutes later, Germaine regained his composure. He patted Hill on the shoulder and said, “You can’t run like this! Let’s sit down and discuss it first!”

So, Germaine and Hill, who happened to run to the San Lucas Square, found a stone table and sat down in a relatively hidden corner of the square without cameras.

“We can’t run a car with our feet,” Germain told Hill.

“What I’m worried about now is, how did they track us down so quickly?” Hill said worriedly, “I suspect that we used the draft box of the new mailbox to contact family members and friends, and they have already checked them out. “

“You’re right, we can’t use this plan for the time being.” Germaine nodded lightly, “When we find our home, we’ll sort it out carefully to see which parts are missing.”

“OK! As before, we’ll find a private hotel first. There should be private hotels along the suburban highways that do not require ID registration.” Hill agreed that these days, they were either staying at a friend’s friend’s house, or Just living in such a private hotel with a black shop nature.

“No, I can’t go to a private hotel.” Germaine shook his head, he thought about it more carefully, “If they found out our sneak route before, they would definitely know the pattern of our search for accommodation, and now the private hotel in Fort Worth Hotels, motels, they should check one by one, these people know we are in Fort Worth, we can’t give them a chance.”

“So what?” Hill hesitated. “Are we going to try to ask strangers for help?”

“I’m thinking about this too.”

“To ask strangers for help will put us at great risk. We don’t know if strangers will expose us,” Hill said hesitantly.

Just as they were tangled, suddenly there was piano playing on the stage in the middle of San Lucas Square.

The soft and beautiful piano sound attracted the attention of everyone in the square, including Germaine and Hill. Germaine, Hill, and the photographer subconsciously turned their heads and turned the camera to look at the past.

On the stage, there was a sideways Asian man sitting in front of the piano. He was tall and straight, and his long fingers were like butterflies, flying up and down on the keys.

The beautiful melody is obviously also played by this confident and elegant playing posture!

This Asian man, of course, is Yang Yi.

When you listen to this music, you can’t help but be attracted by Yang Yi’s focused expression on the stage when he plays, but what you see is Yang Yi’s undulating and rhythmic wrist when he plays, in your mind But it was filled up by the soothing piano sound.

Originally, the person in charge of placing the equipment on the stage looked at Yang Yi a little worriedly. But listening to Yang Yi’s playing, he also understands music very well. Although he can’t hear the source of this tune, he can tell that Yang Yi’s playing skills are excellent!

The person in charge likes music, so he likes Yang Yi’s playing very much, and also likes this wonderful music, and hopes to share it with more people. He quietly turned up the volume of the microphone facing the piano playing on the speaker, so that the entire San Lucas Square could hear the sound of Yang Yi playing the piano.

“Nice, beautiful tune, and wonderful playing!” After listening to the discussion between Germaine and Hill, their attention was attracted by the sound of the piano, and Hill couldn’t help muttering to himself.

The photographer was more conscientious, and when he heard Hill speak, he turned the camera on them.

Jerman couldn’t help but comment: “This song has a calming power.”

I finished playing the song, but Yang Yi didn’t want to come down yet. He asked the person in charge to bring him a microphone and put it on a shelf above the piano.

“I want to sing a song and dedicate it to the person I love the most.” Yang Yi said simply, pointing his palm in the direction where Murphy and the children were sitting.

The passers-by who were a little intoxicated just listening to Yang Yi’s performance laughed and applauded. Foreigners don’t like to be restrained. This kind of generous expression of love can be more recognized by them.

However, Germaine and Hill broke out in a cold sweat. At this time, they discovered that the family of the Asian man was sitting at a table not far from them.

“What?” Hill asked, “Should we go?”

“Stay still, many people are watching, keep a low profile,” Germain said.

Yang Yi on the stage played again, Jieman found that he was still playing the tune just now, couldn’t help but smiled, and said to Hill, “It’s just a coincidence, let’s listen to the song!”

Running around these days, fighting wits and bravery with the hunters, Germaine’s spirit has been tense all the time. Now listening to this man play and sing, he has a rare chance to relax.

The tune being played on the stage is about to pass the prelude. When the piano sound gradually entered a low, Yang Yi also began to hummed affectionately: “If_I_had_to_live_my_life_without_you_near_me…”

Although it is only semi-professional audio equipment, its sound is clear enough. Yang Yi’s singing, accompanied by the gentle piano sound, spread throughout the audience. Professional singing, with a deep magnetic voice, immediately firmly captured the hearts of the audience in the square.

The lyrics are just as warm and healing.

“If I had to live my life without you around, those days would be empty and those nights would be long… With you, I see the future so clear…”

It’s not very straightforward, but I can still read the deep love between the lines!

Germain is fascinated, especially as the song creeps into its climax: “Hold_me_now, touch_me_now, I_dont_want_to_live_without_you!nothing’s_gonna_change_my_love_for_you…”

Yes, the song Yang Yi is playing and singing is “Nothing’s_gonna_change_my_love_for_you”, the theme song of the classic “Long Dream of Covered Bridge”.

The originally soothing rhythm suddenly became lighter, and Yang Yi’s singing also made people see his strong singing skills.

“My God, are we listening to a concert?” A young man drinking a beer in the audience couldn’t help but ask his companions~IndoMTL.com~ I don’t know, but I know that he is very fond of his wife How deep is the love! “The companion shook his head.

“How do you know it’s his wife? Didn’t he just say it was a lover?”

“You see they all have children, two children!” The companion rolled his eyes, “Can you let me listen to the song well.”

Jerman, who was not disturbed, was mesmerized. Although he couldn’t judge the level of Yang Yi’s singing, he really liked this song by Yang Yi!

“I love Linda, she and the kids must have been waiting for me at home for a long time!” Germaine listened to the song, thinking of his wife and children, “I think I will love them too, nothing Can change my love for you!”

He also mentioned this in the director’s cut into Germaine’s selfie diary.

“Today, listening to Yang’s song, I feel full of energy, and the **** who continues to fight with the hunters is back! I made a bold decision, I want to be in the hunter’s eyelids Down below, meeting with my wife…”

       

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