When the car arrived at Houhai, the lights were on, Qin Luo looked at the row of bars that were gradually wrapped in neon, and asked, "Where are we going?"

"You'll know when you get there!" Huang Bo looked mysterious.

Jiang Yiyan's car drove very slippery, turned into a small alley, walked forward three gates, and stopped in front of a courtyard gate with a sign of "small bridge and flowing water".

"It's here!" Huang Bo snapped his fingers, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Qin Luo was full of curiosity, and followed Huang Bo with Jiang Yiyan to walk in, the courtyard gate was not big, the signboard was very small, and when he crossed the bluestone threshold, a wall of green creepers came into view.

It's early autumn, and it's still lush.

The grape trellis is next to the creeper, decorated with colored lanterns, and further down is a row of musical instruments, most conspicuously the drum set, which a man in a loose white T-shirt is wiping, looking attentive and meticulous.

"Brother Dou is good!" Huang Bo said hello.

The man turned his head, his head was bright, his eyes behind the glasses were scrutinized, and after seeing Huang Bo clearly, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, and his face softened, and said, "Ah Huang!"

"Flutter!" Qin Luo didn't hold back, he didn't expect Dou Wei to call Huang Bo that way.

Jiang Yiyan covered her mouth and was also snickering.

"Brother Dou, you're so funny!" Huang Bo glanced at Qin Luo and Jiang Yiyan.

"Xiao Jiang is here too!" Dou Wei looked at Jiang Yiyan.

Jiang Yiyan took a step forward and said, "Brother Dou, have you finished eating all the grapes?"

"There's still one in the fridge, I'll get you some, it's not too fresh, but it tastes okay." After Dou Wei finished speaking, he went to the house.

Qin Luo looked at Dou Wei's back, suddenly like a dream.

At present, Dou Wei has just passed the year of standing, slightly fat, his hair is still fine, and if he looks at it slightly, he can still find the shadow of "Don't Break My Heart".

However, ten years have passed since the Hung Hom concert, and the young man no longer fights with swords, and chooses to return to the garden to live in peace.

"Surprised, isn't it?" Huang Bo raised his chin at Qin Luo.

Qin Luo nodded.

"Then you can sing a song later!" Huang Bohu's words changed.

Qin Luo waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I can't open my mouth in front of this person!"

"What are you afraid of? I can't eat you!" Huang Bo twisted his head and grinned, looking angry.

"Don't, don't, or you can't do it, anyway, it's hard for you to not sing for a day!"

"No problem, then you'll have to sing it later!"

"Let's talk about it!"

"You're a man...... I'm bored!"

Jiang Yiyan was a little tired of hearing this, threw the car key on the table, and said, "I'll come first!"

Huang Bo suddenly looked disgusted, pointed at Jiang Yiyan and said to Qin Luo: "Look at it, look at other people's Yiyan, how arrogant, I thought I didn't want the car!"

Qin Luo smiled and didn't answer.

There was another set of stereos next to the instrument, Jiang Yiyan walked over and chose a song, the music sounded, and Qin Luo faintly felt a little familiar.

It was evening, and the night was getting dark.

"When I was a child, I was noisy and willful......"

Jiang Yiyan actually sang a song "It's Dark", which is really appropriate.

Dou Wei came out of the house, carrying two plates, one with grapes and the other with boiled peanuts.

Huang Bo helped take it, and then followed Dou Wei into the house, and Qin Luo and Jiang Yiyan, who were singing, were left in the comfortable courtyard for a while.

Jiang Yiyan sat on a high stool, stepped on the beam of the stool with one foot, held the microphone with one hand, her delicate face was glowing white, her voice was slightly softer, and the whole song sounded more warm and had a different taste.

At the end of the song, night fell, the table was full of food, and the four of them sat around the table and raised their wine glasses.

The cool night breeze blew, and Qin Luo felt very comfortable.

"Let's take a turn, Yiyan has sang, and the next one is me, Arlo is preparing. After two glasses of wine, Huang Bo couldn't sit still.

Dou Wei smiled and said, "This guy, festive." ”

Jiang Yiyan drank water and almost squirted out.

Qin Luo also smiled.

Festive, using this word to describe Huang Bo, that is really appropriate.

"The First Snow ...... in 2002" Brother Xiqing opened his throat, which was similar to the original song, but several people didn't listen to it very carefully.

"Ah Luo, do you also play music?" Dou Wei chatted with Qin Luo.

Qin Luo rubbed his hands and said, "Don't play much." ”

"Oh. Dou Wei nodded.

Jiang Yiyan said: "Brother Dou, don't listen to him, it's good to sing, I listened to it some time ago, and it's absolutely no problem to release an album." ”

Dou Wei pushed his glasses and glanced at Qin Luo seriously, as if asking: Why did you lie to me?

Qin Luo said apologetically: "It's true that I haven't had much contact, I felt a little bit about filming some time ago, so I wrote a song, and I still asked second-hand roses to help make up the song." ”

Dou Wei was relieved and said: "The music of second-hand roses is quite individual. ”

Huang Bo finished singing at this time, and when he saw a few people absent-mindedly, he shouted: "How is it?

"It's okay!" Jiang Yiyan was very perfunctory.

"It's ok. Qin Luo followed.

Huang Bo looked at Dou Wei, but Dou Wei didn't speak.

Huang Bo looked at it again, but Dou Wei still didn't speak.

"That's not good!" Huang Bo lamented.

Next, the eyes of several people fell on Qin Luo in unison.

Qin Luo knew that he couldn't dodge, so he glanced at the guitar hanging on the side, got up and walked over.

"This kid can also play the guitar?" Huang Bo muttered, a little incredulous, after all, he had never seen Qin Luo touch it.

Qin Luo really hadn't touched it, but ......

"Zheng Zheng!" Qin Luo's fingers ran over the guitar strings, and a sense of familiarity arose spontaneously, very strange, like a sudden recovery after amnesia.

Qin Luo put the guitar on his body and confidently came to the microphone, and the score of the song "In the Spring" had already appeared in his mind.

"A song "In the Spring" for friends. As soon as the words fell, the song rang out: I remember the spring many years ago, when I hadn't cut off my long hair......

"Zheng!" the guitar poured out.

Because he was going to Hairun for an interview today, Qin Luo was wearing a more formal dress, a white shirt and black trousers, and when he stood in front of the microphone at this time, there was an indescribable pleasing to the eye.

"It's even better than last time!" Huang Bo said, only to find that no one was paying attention to him, Dou Wei and Jiang Yiyan were both attracted to Qin Luo.

Dou Wei lost his mind slightly, as if he remembered himself who used to have long hair and fluttering, and remembered her......

Jiang Yiyan's eyes were glowing.

Qin Luo recalled his career as a migrant worker, his eyes wandered over the three people in front of him, looking at the deeper night, and for a while only lingering singing was left in the small courtyard.

"I like him. Jiang Yiyan said suddenly.

"What?" Huang Bo looked over incredulously.

Jiang Yiyan said generously: "I said I like him." ”

Huang Bo was dumbfounded.

Dou Wei was stunned, but he was not very surprised, saw Huang Bo looking over, and said, "I like him too." ”