Seeing everyone's eyes in his eyes, Xiao Yang shook his head and smiled, and turned his head to look at Qi Wei:

"If you're interested, why don't you let me send you a song. ”

Send me a song?

Qi Wei was stunned for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw that Xiao Yang had already stood up and walked towards the stage, Qi Wei was suddenly surprised and covered her mouth in surprise.

Does he want to... Singing live?

Unconsciously, Qi Wei's little face became more and more red, but then there was a burst of worry.

The surprise is naturally because Xiao Yang is such an excellent person who is willing to sing to himself, and the worry is that now so many people are watching coldly, if Xiao Yang sings badly, he will inevitably be sneered at for a while.

But just when she had this kind of thought, Xiao Yang had already walked on the stage, picked up a guitar leaning against the corner, grabbed a joint rotation with her index finger at will, relaxed the five fingers of her right hand, swept it casually, and then began to tune.

It was just a few simple actions, but it made the people who were originally waiting to see the joke put away that little contempt.

Generally, those who play music will tune it first, and Xiao Yang seems to be a simple random sweep, but in fact, he is judging Ji's timbre, such a casual and ordinary action is definitely not comparable to a young man who can only hold a microphone and howl in KTV.

This kid, I'm afraid, really has a few brushes.

And under the gaze of everyone, I saw that Xiao Yang had already tuned the tone and walked to the front of the stage, and smiled slightly at the microphone:

"The next song is for that beautiful girl. ”

"Backwards..."

"The rest of your life!"

"For the rest of your life?"

"Is this the title of the song? Why haven't you heard of this song?"

"Nonsense, there are so many songs in the world, do you dare to say that you have listened to them all, you see that this kid is so young, is it possible that you still want to say that this song is original by this kid?"

"Haha, too, but according to my experience of listening to songs for many years, if you can take such a name, it must be love and love and the like, and now how many of these young people can make any good songs?"

When Xiao Yang said his name, many people in the audience had already started to talk about it, although Xiao Yang's actions didn't look like a layman, but singing this kind of thing doesn't mean that you can play the guitar and sing any good songs, nor does it mean that you can play the guitar and sing well.

To put it bluntly, no one is optimistic about Xiao Yang.

If he pretends to be forced in front of ordinary people, it doesn't matter, but they, but they have been in the ancient city all the year round, and they have never seen any folk singers, and some singers who claim to be masters have also been contacted.

They are not ordinary people who can fool the past.

Compared with the cynicism of others, Qi Wei, who was sitting in her place at this time, felt sweet in her heart.

Every girl has her own prince charming, every girl has her own fantasy romance, and the same is true of Qi Wei, the boy she already liked, now standing on the stage, facing gossip, but still willing to sing a song for herself.

That's enough!

And just when everyone in the audience had their own ideas, Xiao Yang on the stage had already gently plucked the guitar, and a pleasant prelude came, faintly with a little regret, as if in a moment, it could evoke the deepest memories in people's hearts.

Unconsciously, everyone in the audience fell silent, their eyes converged on the figure on the stage, and there was a faint expectation in the depths of their hearts.

In the next second, Xiao Yang opened his mouth as promised:

"Look for the sun in a windless place"

"Be a warm sun where you're cold"

"Personnel are in full swing"

"You're always too naïve"

"The Rest of My Life"

"All I Want Is You"

Xiao Yang's voice slowly sounded throughout the bar, his voice was slightly hoarse, and it was magnetic, but with an indescribable power, which made people feel an indescribable depression.

This suppressed sound.

With the most commonly used tone of folk singers, but fresh and refined, it instantly makes every listener follow Xiao Yang's performance and indulge in it.

At this moment, the song still did not change abruptly, but the originally slightly low voice suddenly increased a few points, and Xiao Yang's gaze passed through the smoke and the light at this moment, and stayed on the figure sitting at the table.

When the eyes met, a song like warm old wine rang out:

"The Rest of My Life"

"The Wind and Snow Are You"

"It's You Who Plain"

"Poverty is you, too"

"Glory is you"

"The tenderness of the heart is you"

"As far as the eye can see"

"It's you, too"

The voice is still hoarse, and the song is still slightly regretful, but in this song, the strong love is like a pot of old wine that can't be volatilized no matter what, with mellowness, persistence, and a bit of desperation.

obviously does not have a lyric with a love word, but it still makes people feel that strong love.

The wonderful people in the audience had already covered their mouths, and those beautiful eyes had accumulated a layer of tears at some point, and finally, when the tears filled their eyes, a drop of crystal sparkled down the perfect cheek, quietly sliding down, leaving a trace.

Next, the second drop, the third drop...

In the blink of an eye, Qi Wei was already crying.

For the rest of your life...

It's you!

This sentence is the strongest declaration, but also the strongest confession, the firmness in the tone, the recklessness in the eyes, as if nothing in this world can affect the two of them.

In a trance, everyone around disappeared completely at this moment, leaving only Xiao Yang and Qi Wei.

He, in the deepest and deepest voice, told his love for her.

At the same time, he was telling her.

No matter what the future holds, no matter what kind of difficulties there are, from now on, all I want for the rest of my life, I just want you!

For a girl.

With this sentence, that's enough!

At this moment, the inferiority complex and the sense of distance that plagued Qi Wei's heart seemed to have completely disappeared in front of this pot of mellow but strong old wine.

It's a song, but it's also a story.

This is a regrettable story, a bleak and regretful tune, reminding everyone all the time that the story in this song did not appear after all, all this is just a regret after all, and the content in it is beyond people's expectations but unattainable after all.

The crying started from Qi Wei and gradually spread to the audience.

Even the man at the table who provoked Xiao Yang before couldn't help but have tears in his eyes at this time.

The singing and melody, as if with some penetrating power, can go straight to the deepest part of the human heart, completely tear apart the layer of protection that covers all of their hearts, and dig out the person they are most reluctant to recall, the memory they least want to remember, and put it in front of them generously.

Do they really not want to forget?

No!

If they really don't want to forget, why should they bury it deep in their hearts, even if this memory has thorns, it will hurt, but they are still willing to store it in the deepest part of their hearts.

Unconsciously, at this moment, everyone remembered the person who was hidden in the depths of their hearts.

That regret.

That one was lost.

If you can turn back time, you may be able to go back to the past, and tell him or her the person who is the most born in your heart in the most tender words of your life:

"For the rest of your life, it's you!"