Song Yingsi was in her seat like this, watching Xin Yi talk over there with misty eyes.

Finally, as if the two of them had negotiated, Xin Yi raised an eyebrow here.

Leave it to me.

Just with your brother, it will make your birthday different.

The conductor said a few words to the members, and the members walked down, leaving only an empty stage.

"Thank you, brother. Xin Yi thanked the conductor and picked up the guitarist's guitar.

"I'm going to sing a song and give it to one of the people in the room, because it's her birthday. ”

Xin Yi took the microphone sincerely, and the audience didn't have too many objections, but a few people smiled and nodded as if they understood very well.

It seems that Xin Yi is regarded as the kind of stunned guy who confesses on the spot.

To be honest, this is not the first time this bar has encountered customers like Xin Yi.

But it's okay, the band can take a break.

What's more, they estimate that Xin Yi is also singing pop songs, such as Zhao Tianyu's "Love You" and the like.

Xin Yi picked up his guitar and sat down on a barstool.

The guitarist's eyes straightened instantly.

As soon as the so-called connoisseur makes a move, he knows if there is one, Xin Yi simply put his hand on it, and that kind of temperament came out in an instant.

"This song is called 'Thirty-Year-Old Woman', and it's my original work, thank you. ”

Xin Yi plucks the guitar.

"As long as you're back tomorrow. ”

What is it?

Speak?

There were people who were not happy on the spot.

"I said, boy, you can't sing. ”

"She's a thirty-year-old woman who hasn't been married yet"

It's still a bland singing, but it's a form that no one in the bar has ever heard before.

The voice of discontent slowly became smaller, and then faded away.

"This kid has two brushes. ”

The conductor clasped his hands over his shoulders and nodded.

Song Yingsi's face changed suddenly, and then slowly became calm.

Yes, I am indeed thirty years old.

There were already a few ripples around her eyes in her smiling face. ”

"At the age of thirty, the light and passion have been polished by the years. ”

"Is it the life of one person who lives faster than two people. ”

Finish singing a bar.

If at the beginning there was still the sound of conversation in the bar, and the sound of clinking glasses, now there is only one sound left in the bar, and that is the sound of the guitar.

If there is any, it is the sound of flowers being delivered.

"Help me bring a bouquet of flowers to the stage. I sang so well, I just kept being single because I felt that I was free and happy. ”

So said one woman.

"I like the gentleness peculiar to a thirty-year-old woman. ”

Xin Yi didn't look at the flowers that were sent to his feet by the waiter, and continued to sing.

At this moment, he seemed to be integrated into the emotional state of those unmarried young women.

"I know the loneliness in the middle of the night is unbearable"

It's really hard to bear.

Every night when I go home, I stay at home alone.

Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looking at the lights of thousands of homes outside, how can you not feel lonely?

More and more people began to send flowers to Xin Yi, and one after another flowers were sent to the stage, and even those who sent wine were piled up on the stage.

Xin Yi still didn't look.

"You said that you have been busy at work for too long, and before you know it, it has been 30 years"

"Pickers take turns for you to choose again"

Some people do it because of work, some people because of choice, and some people because of a variety of reasons.

But after all, it's still single.

Still lonely and unbearable.

Another solo piece.

Xin Yi didn't continue to sit on the stool.

He stood up and looked at Song Yingsi.

"She's a thirty-year-old woman who hasn't gotten out of shape"

Song Yingsi didn't speak, and looked back with a smile.

If there was still a trace of dissatisfaction with Xin Yi just now, then it is all gone now.

Because Xin Yi did sing to her heart.

also sang to the hearts of many people at the scene, which can be seen from the flowers constantly stacked in front of him.

Including the band, they all sent Xin Yi a bouquet of flowers.

Xin Yi lowered his head.

"Can such a woman have a trace of innocence from the past?"

"But in this world, sometimes appearance determines everything"

"No matter how brilliant your appearance is, you can't bear aging. ”

Yes, no matter how beautiful a woman is, what can she do?

It's not that you can't withstand the baptism of time?

This world is a world of faces.

In this way, because of the procrastination of work, I kept making choices, and my face was old because of the years.

Is this the result you want?

Xin Yi didn't know.

He could only say what he felt.

"I hear the lonely heels and your laughter"

"You can just find someone to rely on"

Yes, of course, you can find someone to rely on, you are no longer alone, you can live together as two people, birth, old age, sickness and death.

Everyone felt that it did make sense, but they felt that something was a little strange, but they couldn't say it.

Until Xin Yi's next sentence.

"So who will give you spring-like love after the cold winter and before the hot summer"

"The most beautiful time after sunset has slipped away"

yes, who would give you such a love?

Those best days have slipped away.

Song Yingsi raised her head, and her charming face was covered with tears at some point.

There was another female customer in the bar, also in her early thirties, and there was already a stack of tissues on the table to wipe her tears, and she was the same one who ordered a bottle of wine for Xin Yi just now.

It was she who sent flowers to Xin Yi again and again.

Someone in the bar asked about her, and the bartender watched her cry and passed over a pack of tissues while quietly telling the inquiring guest.

In fact, she was already married, but then her husband had a car accident, leaving her alone. ”

"This is where she and her husband met, so they come here a lot. ”

Xin Yi didn't know so much, but he saw that the flowers under his feet were harvested and put away, and put and harvested.

There were also two bottles of wine there.

This is not for him to drink, but as a reward, and it is counted as money whether he drinks it or not.

But there will also be some customers who will take the opportunity to achieve something unspeakable.

Especially when a female singer comes on stage, there are often people who spend a lot of money, what is expensive to give, just to let the female singer accompany him to drink.

Of course, this is the unspoken rule of the legend.

According to the rules of the bar, this kind of thing is all voluntary, and this kind of thing, as long as two people are willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, it is easy to reach a consensus.

These are clearly not the case.

It is impossible for Xin Yi to sell his body for money.

He came here to sing today just to wish Song Yingsi a happy birthday.

"Sister Yingsi, isn't it too sad. Let me give you a song that is a little hilarious, shall I?"

At this moment, some people slowly gathered in the bar, especially after Xin Yi's singing was amplified by the loudspeaker just now.

The whole Houhai knew that there was an original singer in this bar who sang well, and for a while, these gathered people applauded in unison.

"Get high. ”

"Listen to Wolf Disco below"