Entering the No. 6 box of "Moon and a Half Bend", Sister Wang and several people had already taken their seats, and on the phone to Yinglong, she helped order some snacks and drinks for the guests to taste.

It turned out that Sister Wang not only asked the girl to come together.

Yinglong found out that everyone had arrived, and felt a little sorry.

After entering the box, he was busy greeting everyone: "Sister Wang, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

"Yinglong, you're finally here, come here, this is Xia Yuxin, you guys get to know each other!"

When Sister Wang saw Yinglong coming, she quickly stood up, pulled a young girl sitting quietly on the sofa, and introduced her: "This is the Yinglong I said, Yuxin, you can get to know each other." ”

"Xia Yuxin, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time, please sit casually!"

Yinglong saw that the girl was turning her head to look at him, so he politely reached over to shake hands with her.

When the girl saw Yinglong's outstretched hand, she also stood up, slowly stretched out her hand, and said with a little shyness: "Hello! Yinglong, I have admired the name for a long time!"

Xia Yuxin smiled, her voice was very soft and pleasant.

"Hello, Yuxin, please sit casually, let's order songs together!"

Yinglong stretched out his hand and half-pulled Yuxin's delicate fingers, shook it like a dragonfly, and then stretched out his arm to point to the sofa, motioning for everyone to sit and sing together.

Then Yinglong sat down next to Yu Xin gently, handed her the microphone, and asked Yu Xin to sing a song.

Soon everyone ordered the song, and the accompaniment music of "Listening to the Sea" slowly sounded. Yu Xin picked up the microphone and put it to her lips and sang slowly: "Write to tell me what color the sea is today." The sea that accompanies you every night, what is the mood. Gray is not to say, blue is melancholy...... Listen, the sound of the sea crying--, sighing who is broken again......"

Yu Xin's singing voice was sweet and pleasant, with a melancholy mood of sea blue, and the aftermath lingered gently in the big box, and everyone listened quietly on the side, and couldn't help but applaud secretly.

Yinglong quietly looked at Xia Yuxin while she was staring at the big screen.

I saw Yuxin's long chestnut hair hanging down like a waterfall, slightly covering the temples of the ears, delicately tucked behind the ears, flowing down the white neck, and gently resting on the shoulders.

The fair-skinned and lovely goose egg face is a pair of bright eyes, as if twinkling stars in the soft light, and the curved eyebrows on the forehead are picturesque.

The bridge of her nose is handsome and straight, her ruddy and small lips are closed one by one, and a pair of beautiful eyes look forward to it in the aftermath, which makes Yinglong's heart shake.

Yu Xin's dress is even more appropriate, wearing a rose-colored dress, which is cut just right, revealing white and delicate, lotus-like arms, which sets off her fair skin and small and delicate figure perfectly.

The whole person sat there like a quietly burning rose.

I really don't know if this outfit was made specifically for her, or if she was endorsing this outfit.

At this time, Sister Wang turned her head to look at Yinglong, and found that he was secretly looking at Yuxin in a daze, so she couldn't help but smile slightly, and gently pushed Yinglong: "Yinglong, you can also prepare a song!"

Yinglong came back to his senses embarrassedly: "Sister Wang, I ordered the song, it should be the next one, you can order it too!"

After saying that, Yinglong curled the corners of his mouth and smiled embarrassedly.

After Yu Xin finished singing, she put down the microphone, and there was a round of applause in the box, and everyone cheered continuously.

After the music was finished, Sister Wang handed over the microphone: "Yinglong, it's your turn!"

Yinglong picked up the teacup, took a sip of thick tea, moistened his throat, and then raised the microphone and swept his gaze to the big screen, which happened to be "I Like You".

Cantonese songs are not Yinglong's strong point, but what kind of singing should be used to respond at this time?

"The sorrow can't be dissipated, why is my heart empty. ”

The music slowly sounded, Yinglong held back his emotions and expressed his feelings in the most standard Cantonese in his life.

Everyone heard that even the sound of whispering was quiet, except for Yinglong, who was singing, everyone was silent and held their breath.

A few minutes later, there was a sudden burst of applause.

"Yinglong can't imagine that you can sing so well in Cantonese!"

A colleague exclaimed.

"It's the original soundtrack, haha!"

Yinglong stood up flattered, bowed slightly to everyone, and then glanced at Yu Xin while bending over.

Seeing that Yu Xin was smiling and looking at him with gentle eyes, Yinglong smiled lightly and nodded to Yu Xin.

After Yinglong finished singing, he put on the microphone and said to everyone: "Thank you!

After everyone applauded, they grabbed the microphone one by one and sang.

Sister Wang took the opportunity to grab the microphone, stood up and walked to the side, and when she got up, she instructed Yinglong: "You accompany Yuxin to talk first!"

Seeing this, Yinglong moved his body to Yu Xin's side: "Hey, Yu Xin, you sing so well!"

"Where, you sing so well! I didn't expect you to sing so well in Cantonese. ”

Yu Xin supported the sofa cushion with her hands, and turned her face to Yinglong to smile, her voice soft and irresistible charm.

"I also learned by accident, and I usually listen to songs when I have nothing to do. ”

Yinglong knew that he didn't have many opportunities to sing, and since Yu Xin complimented him so much, he had to explain modestly, and moved his body to Yu Xin's side again so that he could hear her voice clearly.

The two sat together and talked quietly, exchanging ideas with each other.

The man next to him sang, glanced curiously at this side, then smiled, still singing loudly.

Yinglong asked Yuxin in a low voice, "How old are you?"

“24。 Yu Xin lowered her head and said.

"24, you're two years younger than me, I'm 26. ”

Yinglong turned his face to look at Yu Xin, and noticed that she was a little shy.

"What are you?"

Yu Xin raised her eyes and looked at Yinglong.

"Dragons, hehe. ”

Yinglong scratched at his hair.

"I belong to the horse. ”

"Haha, Ryoma spirit. ”

Yinglong grinned widely.

"What, do you mean the spirit of Ryoma?"

Yu Xin glanced at Yinglong, with a hint of a smile, as if Yinglong's words had some meaning.

Yinglong suddenly realized something, he should have said the wrong thing, but he was still a little embarrassed, so he continued: "Oh, I said it casually, but the horses are so spirited!

"It's nothing, I've heard that dragons are so domineering, Lord Dragon. ”

Yu Xin smiled generously, in her impression, it seemed that those who belonged to the dragon and the tiger were generally a bit domineering.

"Where, where, I usually don't have a good temper! Basically, I don't quarrel with others or anything, don't believe it, you ask Sister Wang. ”

Yinglong's words were childish, not as philistine as others, but he thought that he was usually quite gentle, where did he come from, and then leaned his body on the back of the sofa.

Yu Xin pursed her lips and snickered secretly, this Yinglong doesn't look like a very worldly man, he doesn't have a flamboyant tongue, and he is relatively simple.

"What are you busy with?"

Yinglong asked her in a whisper.

"Well, I'm fine, I usually just read books, watch TV or something. ”

"yes, I also like to read. ”

They quickly discovered a common hobby and then talked about a novel they had recently read.

It turns out that both of them have fallen in love with reading since they went to school, which can be regarded as a common love between the two.

After some conversation, Yinglong found that Yu Xin turned out to be a "Zhang fan".

She especially likes to read Zhang Ailing's novels, such as "Half Life", "Red Rose and White Rose", "Love in a Fallen City" and so on.

Yinglong has actually only read "Lust and Caution" and "Half Life", and he has heard others comment that Zhang Ailing's novels are very "golden", and the stories are mostly related to rich and noble families.

But as soon as I talked to Yu Xin and listened to her in detail, I learned that Zhang Ailing was originally from a big family, so it is no wonder that she knows the details of the life of those rich and noble families.

Yinglong asked, "Then what happened to her?"

Yu Xin said in a deep voice: "She later met someone who loved her more. ”

Yinglong was a little touched: "Really?"

Yu Xin felt the same way: "Yes, her future husband Lai Ya knows how to take care of her very well, although the difference between them is almost twenty or thirty years. ”

Yinglong smiled slightly: "It turns out that love can also cross age boundaries!"

Yu Xin smiled: "You read her novels, some of them are almost her self-description, I think her experience is very extraordinary, and she is very strong." ”

Yinglong then remembered the book "Little Reunion" and felt that what she said was true.

Yinglong sighed: "Yes, but don't you think she believes in fate more?"

"Oh, maybe, I feel that way, too. ”

Yu Xin agrees with Yinglong's statement.

Yinglong found that Yu Xin agreed with him very much, so he said: "Life in the world, in fact, many times it is fate. ”

Yu Xin asked curiously: "Really? Everything is fate, why do you see it this way?"

Yinglong explained in a deep tone: "Fate is originally a Buddhist saying, which compares fate to the silk thread of entanglement of fate, which is the kind of opportunity and possibility that connects everyone. ”

Yinglong sighed after speaking, I don't know if Yu Xin can understand this explanation, but Yinglong is also learning and selling, he has read an article about fate before, fortunately he has a little impression, so he simply said it according to the book now.

Yu Xin thought for a while: "This is a bit esoteric for me. ”

Yinglong made an analogy: "For example, the two of us, we didn't know each other before, but don't we know each other now?

Yu Xin pondered for a moment and took a breath: "That is to say, what we know now is fate, you mean that people should follow fate!"

Yinglong smiled happily, feeling that Yu Xin was really spiritual: "In fact, fate is to meet the right person at the right time." ”

Yu Xin smiled and said nothing, muttering in her heart: You're not saying that you are the right person

Is it?

After a while, she whispered to Yinglong: "If you want me to say, fate depends on heaven, and it depends on man." ”

Yinglong listened to it and felt that Yu Xin's words revealed a little hidden meaning, which was worth his good memory.

In his opinion, Yu Xin is not the kind of girl like a daughter, she seems to be more knowledgeable and reasonable, and she is not so tacky at all, which is still preferable.

Maybe tonight is "fate depends on heaven", as for "relying on people", it will depend on the future.

Next, after singing a few well-known songs, they hid aside and chatted, drank some tea and drinks, and ate a little snack.

With Sister Wang's support, the atmosphere in the big box was very lively.

Until it was late at night, everyone was almost in trouble, and when they were about to leave, Yinglong and Yuxin exchanged their respective phone numbers for future contact.

Yinglong then went to the front desk to settle the accounts.

After everyone walked out of the song hall, Sister Wang and Yu Xin got into the taxi at the door and said goodbye to Yinglong.

Yinglong still walked home.

The autumn evening breeze was blowing, the air was a little cool, and Yinglong felt a long-lost lightness.

He looked into the distance with pleasant eyes, and walked briskly, a little quicker than usual.

When they met for the first time, Yu Xin left a good impression on Yinglong, he felt that Yu Xin was not only beautiful and beautiful, but also knowledgeable.

Yinglong vaguely felt that although Yuxin and Shiwei were two different people, it still made him feel a sense of déjà vu.

Although the two of them have completely different voices, smiles and dressing styles, they faintly feel that they have something in common.

It is this plausible, yet familiar, feeling that attracts Yinglong. In the darkness of the song hall, under the light thrown at Yuxin, it was in this dense light that Yuxin was like a quietly burning rose, lighting up Yinglong's once dark heart.

At that time, Yinglong's already silent heart actually beat "suddenly", and the temperature on his body rose at this moment, even if it would make Yinglong go crazy, he couldn't feel it at all.