House Dad's Literary Life

Chapter 121 – Because… They’ll Be Disappointed

Mo Fei didn’t know how the song “You Exist In My Song” was sang, but judging from the lyrics, it was indeed a song with a lot of artistic conception. It was a song about encounter and love.

The lyrics were so beautiful that even though Mo Fei felt a knot in her heart about what Mo Xiaojuan said, she couldn’t help reading the music score.

“So Mi La Mi La Mi So…”[1] Mo Fei tried to feel the melody of the song, “Without any precaution…”

Mo Xiaojuan looked at her cousin with some admiration. For her, who gets dizzy just by looking at the music score, Mo Fei has the most amazing skill in the world.

“Without a trace of apprehension… You appeared… in my world… “

At the beginning, Mo Fei sang a little dry. Maybe she hasn’t grasped the right singing style yet? However, with Mo Fei’s voice, it didn’t sound too bad!

Soon, Mo Fei was singing the high notes:

“You exist… deep in my minds… In my dream, in my heart, in my song.” Such lyrics seemed to be a confession!

Mo Fei frowned deeper and deeper, feeling particularly uncomfortable!

Indeed, when Yang Yi was choosing songs for Mo Fei, he thought of the original song of Qu Wanting in his previous life. He inexplicably felt that the artistic conception created by the lyrics matched with his and Mo Fei’s story!

Although it couldn’t be regarded as a confession, in a curious coincidence, Yang Yi added it because he wanted to use a special way to tell Mo Fei his feelings.

“Without any precaution, and without a trace of apprehension, you appeared in my world as you did… Bringing me a pleasant surprise, that I couldn’t resist…”

Wasn’t this part about what happened in the maple forest? Mo Fei appeared in the world of the original Yang Yi, bringing him a pleasant surprise, that he couldn’t resist.

And just like in the song: “But like this, without me knowing, you quietly disappeared. From my world, without a word… Leaving behind only memories.”

Mo Fei had suddenly disappeared over the past few years without a word and only left a vague memory in his mind.

Later, until he reunited with Xixi again, their worlds intersected again, but this time, the present Yang Yi has entered the scene.

If fact, Yang Yi’s understanding of Mo Fei had undergone a process of change. At the beginning, it was from the memory of the original body, which was full of entanglements and misunderstandings. Afterward, it was each brief contact with her, and Yang Yi listening to her every song of hers that made Yang Yi gradually gain a fairly good understanding of Mo Fei.

“You exist, deep in my mind…” And finally, “and in my song…”

Mo Fei, like her singing, gradually took root in Yang Yi’s mind.

The scenes of the past few months have been like a roller coaster. Two people quarreling and bickering, but in the end, it seemed that only sweetness remained.

“But we still felt each other’s one look, one heartbeat, one unexpected happiness. It’s like a dream, that was destined…”

Yang Yi preferred the latter sentence: “The world is so big, why did we meet? Could it have been by chance? Could it have been destiny?”

Perhaps it was fate that allowed them such a deep entanglement. Perhaps it was this entanglement, that allowed Yang Yi to have the opportunity to get to know, to develop feelings for this woman who enclosed herself in a cold shell, but was in actuality a very passionate and sincere woman!

It could be said Yang Yi used this song to express his feelings. It wasn’t a confession, but it was better than a confession!

However, Yang Yi had forgotten that he was using an alternate account!

The alternate account was Mo Fei’s fan, not him!

The message Mo Fei got from this song was distorted: He seemed to be a fan of hers who, after an unrealistic encounter, he might have just bought her record in a music store, fell in love with her singing. So, he confessed affectionately.

She was feeling touched, but Mo Fei felt more uncomfortable in her heart!

“This is not right!” Mo Fei muttered suddenly.

Mo Xiaojuan scratched her back, puzzled, “What’s wrong? Did you sing the “You exist” part too high?”

Mo Fei shook her head. Her pretty face was a little serious, and said, “I don’t think I should use Mu Li’ang’s songs!”

“Why?” Mo Xiaojuan asked in surprise, “Aren’t the songs he wrote good? Is the quality of this batch very bad?”

Mo Fei shook her head and said, “No, it’s good, but It’s too good!”

She had just seen several songs, and almost all of which were good. The lyrics were poetic and meaningful, and the emotions expressed were exquisite. The score was good, too. There was no need to hum. Mo Fei’s brain seemed to hide a piano. Just by looking at the notes, she could reverberate the corresponding melody in her mind.

Although the lyrics were not sung together, with such beautiful melody and graceful lyrics, how could such a song be bad?

Or if nothing else, Mo Fei felt that this song “You Exist In My Song” was no worse than “The Initial Dream” and “Love Me, Don’t Go” that Muzi Li’ang wrote to her before.

It should be known, no one would question if a song of this level was used as a title song, and now it has all been given to her?

When Mo Fei thought of the “deep affection” expressed by the other party towards her, she found it difficult to accept!

But Mo Xiaojuan couldn’t understand it! She asked anxiously, “Sister, why are you so silly? There is finally a good songwriter to write songs for you. Why are you still nitpicking?”

“I’m not nitpicking.” Mo Fei frowned and said, “It’s him… How to put it? I already have a child, and I can’t give him what he wants… It’s not right! “

Mo Fei said a little embarrassed, but Mo Xiaojuan understood. She said bluntly: “So what? There are a lot of fans who are infatuated with you, and it’s impossible for you to fall in love with them.”

“I know you like that surnamed Yang in your heart now!” Mo Xiaojuan giggled as she watched Mo Fei hesitate to speak but still did not refute, “But what does it matter? Why don’t you just think of that Mu Li’ang as your ordinary admirer?”

“Isn’t it normal for an excellent woman like you to have a lot of admirers? At worst, why don’t you just take their gifts and keep your distance from them?” Mo Xiaojuan held Mo Fei’s arm and persuaded, “Anyway, when we use Mu Li’ang’s song, it’s not that we don’t give him money. If you feel you’ve treated him unfairly, just sign the best contract with him and give him the best share.”

“Elder sister, good songs are rare!” Mo Xiaojuan was like a little devil with a small fork, persuading Mo Fei.

After listening for a long time, however, Mo Fei shook her head firmly and said, “No! I will not do this. I would feel bad! And… If Yang Yi… Or if Xixi knew, making Xixi know that her Mama is such a person, she will be disappointed!”

Mo Xiaojuan hated iron for not becoming steel[2]: “Oh, my elder sister, why are you so stubborn? Can’t you just not tell them? If you don’t tell them, they can’t know!”

“No!” Mo Fei was still as stubborn as a cow.

[1] This is like the “do re mi” thing.

[2] 恨铁不成钢 – lit. to hate iron for not becoming steel, which means: to feel resentful towards someone for failing to meet expectations and impatient to see improvement.