House Dad’s Literary Life

Jermain Lee and his companion Hill suffered the biggest crisis of stealing in ten days! They are being chased by hunters and are approaching as never before!

When the time returned to ten minutes ago, truck driver Kaplan called their cell phone and told them that when he was just about to leave Fort Worth, he was caught up by the hunter’s team. The hunter searched the truck and asked. driver!

Kaplan did not disclose any information to the hunter. However, letting German and Hill stun a cold sweat, they walked around the city of Fort Worth and looked for a place to stay overnight, but did not expect that after a day, they turned out to be Coincidentally, it was only two blocks away from the location where the hunter stopped the truck!

That is, their distance from the hunter at this moment is only two blocks!

Jerman and Hill were shocked by a cold sweat. After thanking Kaplan, they both lost the one-time mobile phone that took a lot of time and quickly fled in the opposite direction to the hunter.

Ten minutes later, Jerman regained his calmness. He patted Hill's shoulder and said, "Can't run this way! Let's sit down and discuss!"

So, just happened to go to Germaine and Hill near St. Lucas Square, and found a stone table in the relatively hidden corner of the square without a camera.

"We can't run the car with our feet." German and Hill said.

"What I am worried about now is, how did they track us so quickly?" Hill said worriedly. "I suspect that we have contacted family and friends with the draft box of the new mailbox and they have been checked out."

"What you said makes sense. We can't use this plan for the time being." Jerman nodded slightly. "When we find a place to live, we will carefully sort out and see which parts are missing."

“ok! As we did before, we went to a private hotel first. There should be a private hotel along the road in the suburbs that does not require registration.” Hill agrees that these days, they either live in a friend’s friend’s house or live in the same place. This kind of private hotel with a black shop nature.

"No, I can't go to a private hotel." German shook his head. He thought about it. "If they found out our stealth route, they would know the way we look for a place to live, now private hotels and cars in Fort Worth. The hotel, they should all be checked out, these people know that we are in Fort Worth, we can not give them a chance."

"What can I do?" Hill hesitated. "Don't we try to ask strangers for help?"

"I am thinking about this issue too."

"Helping strangers, so we will face a lot of risks, I don't know if strangers will expose us." Hill hesitated.

Just as they were tangled, suddenly the stage in the middle of St. Lucas Square was played with the piano.

The soft, beautiful piano sounds attract the attention of everyone in the square including Germaine and Hill. Both Jerman and Hill, and the photographer, turned their heads subconsciously and looked at the camera.

I saw the Asian man on the stage, sitting sideways in front of the piano. He was tall and straight, his long fingers were like butterflies, and he flew up and down on the keys.

The beautiful melody is obviously played by this confident and elegant bullet!

This Asian man, of course, is Yang Lan.

When you listen to this music, you will be involuntarily attracted by the expression of Yang Hao when playing on stage, but what you see is the undulating and rhythmic wrist of Yang Lan playing, but his mind is The soothing piano sound is filled.

Originally, the person in charge of the installation equipment on the stage still looked at Yang Lan with some confidence. But listening to Yang Hao's playing, he also knows the music very well. Although he can't hear the source of this song, it can also distinguish the outstanding performance of Yang Lan's playing skills!

The person in charge likes music, so he likes Yang Hao's playing very much, and he likes this wonderful music. He hopes to share it with more people. He quietly raised the volume of the microphone that was playing against the piano in the stereo, so that the entire piano in San Lucas could hear the sound of the piano played by Yang Lan.

"Good, beautiful songs, and very good play!" The discussion between German and Hill was heard. Their attention was attracted by the piano, and Hill couldn't help but mutter.

The photographer was more diligent, and when he heard Hill talking, he pointed the camera at them.

Jerman couldn't help but comment: "This song has a kind of calming power."

A song, but Yang Hao did not mean to go down, he asked the person in charge to bring him a microphone, mounted on a shelf above the piano.

"I want to sing a song and give it to my favorite person." Yang Yu said simply, his palm pointed to the direction in which Murphy and the children were sitting.

Just now, listening to Yang Lan’s play, some people who are intoxicated have laughed and raised their hands. Foreigners don’t like to be restrained. This kind of generous expression of love is more acceptable to them.

However, Jerman and Hill were shocked by a cold sweat. At this time, they discovered that the Asian-American family was sitting on a table not far from them.

“What to do?” Hill asked. “Would we like to go?”

"Do not move, many people are watching, keep a low profile." German said.

On the stage, Yang Lan played again. German found that he was still playing the song. He couldn't help but smile. He said to Hill: "This is just a coincidence. Let's listen to the song!"

These days, running around, fighting with the hunters, the spirit of Jermain has been tight, and now listening to the man playing, he rarely gets a chance to relax.

The music being played on the stage is about to pass the prelude. As the piano sounds gradually into the low, Yang Lan also began to sing his affectionately: "if_i_had_to_live_my_life_ithout_you_near_me..."

Although it is only a semi-professional audio equipment, its sound is clear enough, Yang Lan's singing voice, accompanied by a gentle piano sound, spread throughout the audience. The professional vocals, with a deep magnetic voice, immediately grasped the hearts of the audience on the square.

The lyrics are also warm and healing.

"If I have to live without your life, those days will become empty, those nights will become long... With you, I see the future so clear..."

It is not very straightforward, but it is still able to read the thick love from the lines!

Jerman was fascinated, especially as the song gradually entered the high/tidal: "hold_me_no, touh_me_no, i_don\'t_ant_to_live_ithout_you!nothing’s_gonna_hange_my_love_for_you..."

Yes, the song that Yang Lan is playing is the theme song "nothing’s_gonna_hange_my_love_for_you" of the classic "The Bridges of Madison County".

The originally soothing rhythm suddenly became brisk, and Yang Lan’s singing also made people see his powerful singing skills.

"My God, are we listening to the concert?" A young man drinking beer at the table couldn't help but ask his companion.

"I don't know, but I know how deep his love for his wife is!" The companion shook his head.

"How do you know that it is his wife? Isn't he just saying that he is a lover?"

"You see they have children, two children!" The companion rolled his eyes. "Can you let me listen to the song?"

Jayman, who was not disturbed, was intoxicated. Although he could not judge the height of Yang Lan’s singing level, he liked Yang Hao’s song very much!

"I love Linda, she and the children must wait for me for a long time at home!" Germain listened to the song and remembered his wife and children. "I think, I will love them, nothing can change me." the love for you!"

In the self-portrait diary that later directed the editor into Jermaine, he also mentioned this.

"Today, listening to the song sung by Yang, I feel full of energy, and the passion of continuing to struggle with the hunters is back! I made a bold decision, I want to be under the eyes of the hunter, and my wife. meet……"