Perhaps because of the invitation of the director of the Philadelphia Orchestra, Ye Anan had a whole night dream, and he was playing the piano all the time in the dream.

When she woke up the next day, Ye Anan told Lance about the dream, and Lance kissed her cheek and smiled: "I didn't expect it to be just an invitation, it would make you dream for so long, don't get up, sleep a little longer!" ”

"It's not a nightmare, so I'm not sleepy at all right now!" Ye Anan shook his head and smiled, got up to wash, and said to Lance while picking up the towel: "Do you know what is strange about this dream?" ”

"What?" Lance was worried that she would fall in the bathroom, and held her waist firmly.

"Although I dreamed that I was playing the piano on stage, the audience sitting in the audience was not ordinary people, there were octopuses, dolphins, witches, blood clans, and even giant clans...... Ye An'an said this, paused, and said: "Of course these are not the strangest, the strangest is not just this, guess who else I saw?" ”

"Who?"

"Medusa and the Muse!" Ye An'an had a headache when he mentioned these two women: "Lance, you know, I have always been against them, Medusa has obviously been beheaded, I don't know how I dreamed that she came to listen to my recital, and Muse, she has always been dismissive of my music!" ”

Lance patted her on the shoulder soothingly, and softly advised, "Don't be nervous, Medusa is dead, so no matter how many times you dream of her, she won't pose any threat to you!" ”

"But what about the Muse?" Compared with Medusa, what she is more afraid of is actually the muse, and that is the only woman who makes her jealous to this day!

Ye An'an thought of the high-flying muse, his mood instantly dropped, and seeing that Lance was silent, he said with a wry smile: "It seems that you also think that her musical attainments are far higher than mine!" ”

"An An......" Lance was about to explain, Ye Anan waved his hand to stop him, picked up a towel and wiped his face, shook his head and smiled: "You don't need to say that I already know, she is the embodiment of art, noble and holy, she has always been the goddess in the hearts of men, in the poetry of the ages, she is praised, and I am her defeated general, the embodiment of evil!" ”

"An An, I don't care what others think, in my heart, no one can replace you, even the muse who has been praised countless times is just an ordinary name for me!" Lance took her shoulders and looked into the depths of her eyes, and said earnestly word by word.

"Maybe many people will be obsessed with her because of her nobility and holiness, but I love her, with a pair of charming eyes, sometimes cunning, sometimes calm, her tears will only flow because of true feelings, but they can save people's lives......" Lance said this, lifting her jaw and kissing her lightly on the lips.

"And her persistent pursuit of love, all of which are heartwarming!"

A sweet smile slowly appeared on Ye An'an's face, and he took the initiative to stretch out his hands around his neck, raised his eyebrows and said: "The world thinks that the sirens are evil, and the blood clan is also evil, so we are destined to be together!" ”

"Not bad!" Lance smiled and nodded, kissed her eyes, and saw that her emotions had regained her calm, so he said, "An An, you are only dreaming because you are emotionally nervous!" ”

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