Chapter 958: His Throat Suddenly Became a Little Dry

“I have hands,” he said. “If I have needs, I can solve it myself.”

Yan Su had no idea how to respond to that. She thought, Alright, that is very reasonable. If all men in this world were like him, the world would be a safer place for women.

Mo Liuxi walked in, put the crabs on the table, and said, “Keep them. These are genuine Yangcheng Lake large crabs. The harvest is no good this year. I asked a friend of mine to get me these. Most of those that you find on markets are fake. It’s hard to find genuine ones.”

Yan Su curved her lips downward. It sounded like she needed to thank him for the genuine Yangcheng Lake large crabs.

Mo Liuxi looked around. He saw the introduction of the new film on the table and picked it up.

“Don’t touch it,” Yan Su hurriedly said.

“Is this Li Ming’s new film?” Mo Liuxi raised his eyebrows and opened the file. “It’s a simple introduction. Why do you have this?”

Since he was already holding the file, Yan Su had no choice but to explain. “Everyone wants to sing the theme song for Director Li’s new movie. We’re competing. The singer who writes the best lyrics gets to do the theme song. If it goes well, that singer can also do the interlude songs.”

“Do you have any inspiration?” Mo Liuxi asked while turning the page.

“No…” Yan Su sighed. “The introduction is too simple. I can tell what exactly Director Li wants. I plan to watch his old films tonight.”

“Watch his ‘No Return,"” Mo Liuxi said.

Yan Su was a little confused at first. She then recalled that Mo Liuxi was a director. She heard that he was pretty good.

“Li Ming’s works often involved love stories, but, in fact, he himself is not interested in love stories. He values the affection between families more.” Mo Liuxi turned and said, “If you wrote a song about love, he wouldn’t be touched.”

Yan Su’s brain worked really fast at that moment. “If this new film isn’t about love, it won’t be about family affection and friends.h.i.+p either. He’s trying to talk about human nature and betrayal.”

“Yeah, human nature.” Mo Liuxi nodded. “You can start from that.”

“There are rarely lyrics like that nowadays,” Yan Su said.

“It depends on how you will show the theme vividly. I’m not a singer,” Mo Liuxi said.

He put his hands in his pockets and left.

Yan Su spent a long time thinking. She finally found “No Return” online and watched it until 1 a.m. The movie even made her cry.

Before going to bed, she grasped some faint inspiration. She started writing that night. Around 4 a.m., she huddled on the couch and fell asleep.

She was awoken by the sound of knocking on the door. She drowsily answered the door and saw Mo Liuxi standing there.

Seeing her, Mo Liuxi was stunned a little. It was the first time he saw her in such awful shape. Her hair was messy, and there were sofa marks on her face. Her eyes were half-closed, and her white pajama top nearly fell off her left shoulder, exposing her pretty shoulder bones and smooth skin.

Looking at her, he felt that his throat suddenly became a little dry. He blinked and asked in a deep voice, “Where’s my congee?”

“Congee?” Yan Su paused for a few seconds and suddenly woke up. “Oh my, I overslept. What time is it?”

“Ten to eight.” Noticing the dark circles under her eyes, Mo Liuxi frowned and asked, “When did you go to bed?”

“I don’t remember. About 4 a.m.” Yan Su rubbed her eyes and said, “I forgot to make the congee. It’s too late now.”