Chapter 15: Stop arguing

"Oh, I'll go, Song Yichen, hurry up and put down the cup for me, don't drink it, you won't be able to walk for a while, but no one will carry you back." โ€

Han Feiyu held her hand with tears and laughter, not wanting this terrible woman to continue drinking.

There is still half a glass of red wine left.

Song Yichen has obviously begun to talk nonsense.

If this continues, the result is really unpredictable, and it is really not something that his weak heart can withstand.

"Han dog, you know a fart, how much is this, what kind of alcohol am I?"

Song Yichen's face was drunk and red, and he shouted with his eyes open.

Han Feiyu's face became darker in an instant, and he felt that the eyes of the entire restaurant were watching this side. Hurriedly raised his hand to cover her mouth.

Pull her up from her seat with a hard hand.

Good fellow, I've almost eaten everything, hurry up and smear the soles of your feet and slip away.

In the teasing eyes of everyone, Han Feiyu wasted all his strength, finally dragged her to the door, and then quickly took out his mobile phone to pay the bill.

Sure enough, I can't escape the link of paying the bill in the end.

Song Yichen, this hateful woman!

Han Feiyu dragged her out of the restaurant, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

The outside world has completely darkened, and the street lights on both sides of the street are lit up against the lights of the high-rise buildings not far away.

The rhythm of everything seems to be coming down.

Occasionally, there are leisurely pedestrians in casual clothes walking by the roadside.

The road was not crowded with steel behemoths like in the daytime, but it seemed a little empty at this time.

This kind of slow pace is probably the life that most people aspire to.

Song Yichen, who was hovering half-drunk and half-awake, had a small face, squatted on the side of the road and folded his hands on his knees, putting Han Feiyu behind the single ponytail object behind his head.

"Han Dog, you don't even let people drink!"

"Curse you will not be able to sleep tonight, all you encounter in the game are pitfalls, and you must be interrupted in the process of casting spells. โ€

"Ahhh

โ€œ......โ€

Han Feiyu stepped forward and ignored her broken thoughts.

"Let's go, don't ink, if you don't go back, I'll go back alone!"

Song Yichen raised his head angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "You dare!"

Han Feiyu didn't answer, shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, put his hands in his pants pockets and turned around, and walked towards the opposite side of the residence without the slightest concern.

"Ah, stop me!"

"Han dog!"

"Woo woo, wait for me!"

Song Yichen stood up in the rear, shouted a few times in place, saw that he had no response, and couldn't help but stomp his feet in anger, and after thinking about it, he still reluctantly trotted all the way to catch up.

"Han dog, believe it or not, I bit you to death?"

Song Yichen quickly caught up with the "thin" man who was swaying in front of him, grabbed his arm, and opened his mouth viciously to reveal two pointed little tiger teeth.

The whole person is like a kitten who has suddenly lost his love.

"So love is gone, right?"

Song Yichen kept up with Han Feiyu's pace and rhythm, and did not dare to relax for a moment, for fear that someone who was not paying attention would disappear.

"Well, the pull and pull on a hot day, pay attention to the impact, big brother, I'm still single. โ€

Han Feiyu wanted to pull his hand out, but he used his strength to find that it was useless, and the crazy woman hugged it too tightly.

At this moment, you can even feel a faint soft touch on the side of your arm.

โ€œ......โ€

"Hey, a man like you deserves to be single for the rest of his life and never find a girlfriend. โ€

Song Yichen felt that his head was a little dizzy now.

The warm evening breeze blew softly, and she skillfully brushed the few long strands of hair behind her ears with her hand movements.

The flush on his face had dissipated a lot by this time, and there was still a little haze left.

"Hehe, you know a hammer. โ€

Han Feiyu replied stubbornly that in her opinion, it was a dead duck with a hard mouth.

Brother has brother's pride and reserve, you stupid girl knows a fart!

quarreling and bickering at the highest level, talking to oneself and justifying oneself.

Phew, explain a hammer, as long as you don't explain, you will always be right.

Han Feiyu silently gave a big praise to his cleverness and wit in his heart.

"Hey, there's someone singing in front of you, let's go over and have a look. โ€

โ€œ......โ€

"Let's go. โ€

(โ”ฌ๏ผฟโ”ฌ)

Han Feiyu was so tired, he felt that his braincase was going to explode by her sooner or later, and his body was uncontrollably pulled by Song Yichen and walked towards the crowd gathered not far ahead.

In front of the two of them was really a small square, and there were many men and women sitting on the steps, most of whom did not look very old, of course, there were also two middle-aged uncles with cigarette butts in their hands, and they looked a little lonely in a group.

On the spacious masonry floor opposite the crowd, there are several objects of different shapes and sizes, and if you look closely, they are musical instruments and stereos.

Standing in the middle of it was a young girl who didn't look very good-looking.

With a microphone in her hand, long cord braces piled up on the ground behind her.

One step in front of him sat a tall stand with an iPhone sandwiched on it.

It seems that the young girl should be an anchor, and she should be doing outdoor live broadcast at the moment.

Han Feiyu and Song Yichen found a relatively empty step, and under Song Yichen's pull, he reluctantly sat down together.

Next to her is a young lady in white who can score eighty-five points, and there is a turquoise tattoo on the arm holding her mobile phone.

The young lady's eyes were glazed and confused, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Han Dog, listen to the song!"

Song Yichen caught a glimpse of Han Feiyu coldly, subconsciously rolled his eyes, and then bumped him with his elbow.

โ€œ......โ€

The song that the young girl was going to sing over there, the prelude had already sounded.

Soon the singing ended, and to the applause of the audience on the steps, the girl bowed and thanked her.

"Next song, Birds and Fish. โ€

"Everyone should have heard of it, I hope you don't mind if you don't sing well. โ€

The young girl unscrewed the water bottle open at her feet, took a big sip, and said.

This is a relatively classic song, and it was also popular on the streets a few years ago.

The original singer is officially a female singer who is now in the music scene.

After a few seconds, the music began to play.

The young girl's voice followed suit, amplified by the sound, echoing throughout the small square.

Han Feiyu nodded while listening, he did sing in general.

When he was lacking interest, he found that Song Yichen, who was sitting next to him, was also humming along quietly.

"Song Yichen, what are you doing?"

"Singing!"

"If you want to sing, you can make a louder noise, don't be like a mosquito buzzing there, why haven't you eaten enough?"

ใƒฝ(โ—-`ะ”ยด-)ใƒŽ

"How do you know? I really haven't eaten. โ€

โ€œ......โ€

Han Feiyu held his forehead with one hand and had nothing to say.

Good guy, what kind of family can support you?

"Otherwise, let's buy some more food later, preferably some red wine." โ€

Song Yichen lowered his head and whispered shyly.

"Stop, stop, it's beautiful to think about all day long. I see you like red wine!"

"Stingy!"

"You go up and sing one, and if someone sings well, I'll give you a whole bottle. โ€

Han Feiyu suddenly said half-jokingly.

"Seriously?"

Song Yichen's eyes lit up and he immediately asked.

"Just kidding, did I just say something?"

Han Feiyu shuddered suddenly, and instantly turned his face and denied it.

You won't take it seriously.

Wouldn't it, wouldn't it?

"No, I heard it, talking doesn't count as a turtle bastard! The little brother shortens by one centimeter a day!"

โ€œ......โ€

Han Feiyu was bitter in his heart, and he couldn't wait to slap himself a few times now.

Dig your own pit and jump yourself down.

It's really the biggest fucking batch in the world.

"Wait, Han dog. โ€

Song Yichen smiled, stood up and patted the dust on his pants without any image.

With the strength of the wine, he walked towards the young girl who had stopped to rest.

It just so happened that the young girl had finished singing and was taking a short break.

She drank water while looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room on the phone screen.

"Wow wow, good singing, anchor. โ€

"Natsume's singing skills have improved a lot recently. โ€

"Talent anchor, love love. โ€

"Tell Anna in the dance area that you won't be going back today. โ€

"Listen to the songs, listen to the songs, the anchor hurry up. โ€

"Let's have another song about the queen of heaven, she is my idol. โ€

The barrage danced so fast that for a moment the young girl was a little dazzled, and she could only pick out a few more conspicuous ones to read, and then express her gratitude to all the listeners.

It's been more than an hour since she was live, and she's gradually starting to get tired.

"Hello, can I use your microphone?"

"Huh?"

For Song Yichen, who suddenly appeared in front of her, the female anchor with the pseudonym "Natsume" was a little stunned, but quickly came back to her senses and handed her the microphone.

The strange girl in front of her is so beautiful, and her voice is so good, that people can't have the idea of refusing at all.

Natsume thought about it, and it just so happened that she could take advantage of this time to take a break.

"What song do you want to sing? I'll tune it out for you." โ€

"Just 'Lies.'" โ€

Song Yichen nodded slightly to express his gratitude, but the microphone said slowly.

Natsume was stunned for a moment, but still found the song.

This song and the song she just sang, the original singer is the same person.

I didn't expect to meet diva fans here.

With everything in order, Natsume gave up his position and stood aside.

Song Yichen moved his position, as if he didn't notice it because he was slightly nervous, and at this time, not far from the oblique side, the mobile phone camera on the stand was facing her side face.

โ€œ๏ผŸ๏ผŸ๏ผŸโ€

"Where's the anchor?

"Wow, this young lady is so beautiful, is she a friend of the anchor?"

"Above, the face of the person is also very beautiful, and the contemptible person just saw it clearly. โ€

"Brother Meng, there is no ??? in the screenshot"

"The young lady is so white and tall, I thought Natsume had a beautiful face, so it's really black compared to Natsume. โ€

"The house manager, the house manager, don't work yet, and seal the black powder on it!"

When the audience on the steps and in the live broadcast room was still unclear, Song Yichen held the microphone with both hands, his little face was tense and serious, and he slowly began to sing with the accompaniment sound that gradually became clear.

"I hate damn love songs, and this rainy weekend. โ€

"The flowers on the balcony were given by you, but they have withered. โ€

"Lies bloom in the desert, and slowly get used to this life. โ€

......

is a sad song, and under Song Yichen's slightly sad and gloomy voice, the mood is vividly interpreted.

At the end of the song, the last syllable slowly and hollowly disappears into the air, and the surroundings become silent.

Song Yichen stood in place with the microphone, at a loss for a moment.

Isn't it hard to sing yourself?

No way.

Song Yichen frowned, and his closed mouth had begun to slowly pout.

But in the next second, everyone sitting on the steps not far away applauded in unison.

"The young lady sings so well. โ€

"One more!"

"Do you have contact information, make a friend, beauty!"

โ€œ......โ€

There are even young boys who like to be lively, who have begun to whistle and want Song Yichen's contact.

Similarly, the barrage in Natsume's mobile phone live broadcast room is also scrolling rapidly.

", the young lady is beautiful, and she sings so well?"

"Love, love, love, shouldn't it be a peer of which platform, leave a room number to get a card. โ€

"It's over, the live broadcast room has changed hands, and Natsume's house has been stolen!"

"I didn't expect my wife to be so beautiful, ah, it's not Natsume, it's okay!"

"Roll out of the front, young lady, I'll take away the spicy!"

Natsume, who is the anchor, also stepped forward with a smile and praised Song Yichen for singing well, and couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to ask Song Yichen's social account and add him as friends.

These days, no one cares about multiple friends.

Natsume wondered if she was also an anchor somewhere.

Song Yichen just blushed and shook his head, indicating that he was just an ordinary person.

After returning the microphone to the female anchor Natsume, she lowered her head and walked quickly towards Han Feiyu.

And Han Feiyu didn't know when he had already stood up from the steps, holding a cigarette in his hand and spitting out smoke.

The same is true of the white-clothed tattooed royal sister who sat next to her before.

"Oh, it's over, people already have boyfriends who are spicy!"

The man who had just whistled and shouted for contact information had already begun to regret it.

But no one cares.

Song Yichen's eyes widened and he walked up to Han Feiyu, who was chatting and smoking with the white-clothed royal sister, and for no reason, he raised his leg and kicked him behind him in annoyance.

"Let's go, go back. โ€

Han Feiyu was kicked, he didn't feel pain, patted the ash on his pants, and didn't forget to wave his hand at the white-clothed royal sister.

"I'll see you soon. โ€

Then before he could react, he was dragged away from this slightly noisy small square by Song Yichen.

Han Dog, is it really yours, can you hook up with someone in just a few minutes?

Could it be that I really looked away before, this childhood sweetheart is a hidden flirtatious master?

Song Yichen thought silently in his heart, walking alone in front of the path, walking faster and faster.

No, I have to save the ignorant girls.

Good for you, Korean dog!

Song Yichen stopped suddenly, provoking Han Feiyu, who was following behind, almost didn't bump into her.

I saw her turn around suddenly, tilted her head and stared at Han Feiyu's face with a serious expression, raised her hand and grabbed the other party's collar hard, and said viciously: "Han Dogo, tell me quickly, what were you talking to that woman about just now?"

"Nothing, huh?"

Han Feiyu scratched his hair, confused.

"If you want to cover it, your eyes have exposed the panic in your heart. โ€

Song Yichen was suspicious, but he still didn't believe what he said.

โ€œ......โ€

"Say, say it, spare you from death. โ€

"Don't you make up for it, watch less messy novels and TV series, it's a lot of harm. โ€

"I don't believe it!"

"If you don't believe it, you don't believe it, anyway, it doesn't matter. โ€

"You!you!you!"

"Abba Baba Aba. โ€

"Forget it, I'll believe you for a while this time, how did I sing just now?"

"Sounds good, sounds good. โ€

"Wow, you're so perfunctory. โ€

"It's true, there's no perfunctory stuffing in it. โ€

"Hmph. โ€

Song Yichen finally shook his little head with satisfaction, and continued to speak triumphantly: "Remember to lower your head and talk to me in the future, do you know?"

Han Feiyu frowned and asked puzzledly, "Why?"

Song Yichen patted Han Feiyu's somewhat messy hair with hatred, and said, "Stupid, Han Dogo, you are so tall, I don't know if I need to tilt my head and talk to you?"

Han Feiyu was so angry that he laughed out loud when he heard this, and retorted without thinking: "Who made you look so short, blame me?"

"Ahh

"Oh, is it? It's really tall! How much more is 1.7 meters, it can't be 1.70 meters, right? Or is it about 1.7 meters over, rounded off? Then you should be two meters tall, it's a shame not to go to the national women's basketball team! No wonder it's so edible!"

"Ahh

A strange yin and yang aura directly made Song Yichen break through the defense, waving a small fist and hammering him on the shoulder.

Han Feiyu hurriedly raised his arms to resist her punches and kicks.

Don't forget to intersperse a sentence in the middle.

"That's it?"

โ€œ......โ€

"Han dog, eat me with a big hammer!"

"Ahh

A terrible scream rang out.

This was followed by another burst of ****.

It didn't take long.

Song Yichen estimated that he was tired, and rubbed his wrist to withdraw his fist.

In front of him was Han Feiyu, who was already squatting on the ground with his head in his hands and holding a white flag.

"Han Dog, are you convinced?"

"Spicy!"

"Huh?"

"After taking it, the heroine quickly put away her magical powers. โ€

"Hmph, spare your life today, remember to serve two bottles of red wine later!"

"Think beautifully! Just one bottle, is there more!"

"Dare to bargain?"

"Then you might as well kill me!"

โ€œ......โ€

This hateful woman still thinks about red wine.

Gan, where to get red wine at night?

I vaguely remember that someone seemed to have given me a case of wine before, something similar to red wine, which had been piled up in the corner of the room without opening it to eat ashes.

Good guys, finally came in handy.

Finally twenty minutes later, Han Feiyu returned to his place of residence, followed by Song Yichen, the "evil guest".

Han Feiyu plunged directly into his room, closed the door and began to rummage through the cabinets, and finally found the box of wine on the top of the dusty cabinet.

A box of four, printed with letters he couldn't read at all.

Grandma drops, overfulfilled the task!

Wiping the dust off it, Han Feiyu walked out of the room with the box in his arms.

threw the thing at Song Yichen's feet, and then snatched the freshly washed apple in her hand in her shocked gaze, and took a big bite with all her might.

"It's just for you, drink it, spit it out and clean it up yourself!"

โ€œ๏ผŸ๏ผŸ๏ผŸโ€

Song Yichen looked at the box containing the wine at his feet in astonishment, and after a while, he came back to his senses and realized that he was holding it in his hand, and the apple that had not had time to put his mouth in his mouth was actually taken by Han Feiyu first.

Leave two rows of teeth marks on it.

It was like laughing at her.

The stomach also growled uncontrollably at this time.

"Ahhhh

"Han dog, dare to bite my apple!"

"I'm going to kill you!!"

"Meow~"

The "flower arm" who came out of the darkness yawned with his mouth open, looking at the two people in the room who were chasing me, and didn't understand what the two-legged beast was doing?

Isn't it fighting for the position of shovel officer?

Don't be arguing, you're all the most trusted shovel officer in this meow!

Meow~