On the way back, the moon peeped into the sky with a villainous face.

This guy didn't even lift his eyelids, and directly sniped her with a gorgeous AK47, which made her smug fall apart in an instant.

"Moon, with your little IQ and still want to fight with me, you better save some effort!"

"What do you mean??" Seeing that this kid was so rampant, she had no choice but to ask shamelessly.

"You think I don't know what you're hapting? You're playing word games with me, and when you say invite me to dinner, you mean invite me to white rice, right?" the clouds squinted at the moon, and instead continued to look ahead, concentrating on driving.

The careful matter of her daughter's family was nakedly peeled off by this guy and showed no mercy, she felt a little unhappy in her heart, and retorted: "Who said that?"

"Why don't you give me back the money?" he stared at her playfully, with a stomach full of bad water.

"Okay, reach over. "Not to be outdone.

When Yunxiao happily freed up a hand, Baba was displayed in her life, like a little slave waiting for a reward, a cheerful little appearance, but it was a pity that handsome face.

"Slap", she rewarded him with a slap ....... a crisp drop, and offered a piece of Dayang casually.

Yunxiao withdrew his hand and shook his head, and then, an uninhibited smile appeared on the corner of his lips, spreading uncontrollably.

Fighting with people is endlessly fun! However, who is afraid of Who, who will kill the deer, it is not certain!

Ha ha......

************

In the dream, at the last moment, Yunxiao sang the song that Yu Yue listened to, in fact, he had played and sang.

Once. The moon, the clouds, and lemongrass often sway. It's the "foam" of the bar.

One weekend, in their spare time, the three of them patronized together.

In the melodious music, the three of them drank a small wine, and the details of your words and my words were small, and they had a comfortable time of leisure.

Suddenly, the clouds stepped onto the stage. Yu took the guitar in the hands of the singer who didn't know what to do, plucked the strings gently, and the deep voice fluttered. It haunts my ears and is very beautiful.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

"You will find me to cry with you, and you will make me listen to you all night......

Always love to let me help you choose clothes, I am always there for you.

When you're lonely. You find me to accompany you to be bored, to watch your favorite channel with you,

Always let me stay awake with you, make noise with you, and catch a cold with you......

It's okay, we're just friends, and we'll occasionally share your wounds for you,

Use my shoulders as pillows. In your time when you need me.

It doesn't matter, we're just friends. So there will be no reason to separate......

Why do you want me to see you cry, let me experience your pain,

It's all up to me to comfort you, and it doesn't matter, no matter who you love......

Will you see that there is a me, turning your loss into my sadness,

The role played can only remain silent, insisting on the only persistence,

How can I cooperate with you, and how much hypocrisy does it take to play the role?

……”

That time, the moon and lemongrass were really amazing, Yunxiao has always been more narcissistic, and once upon a time, his favorite song was his brother's "I".

Every time he sings gracefully, that self, arrogant, indifferent, ghostly, just like his appearance, the black pupils in the narrow peach blossom eyes are shining with intoxicating stars, and the eyes are endless affectionate, fluttering.

At this moment, the notes in the air are so lazy, the male voice singing in a low voice, and the slightly messy hair in the clouds, constitute a sad painting, obviously in the bustling crowd, in the strong atmosphere of the bar, but he sang the loneliness in his heart, infecting the people around him.

After the song, the clouds returned, and he sat down directly, seemingly casually, and lightly threw out a sentence: "How?" while holding the light blue cocktail, he drank it all, as if swallowing the blue sky together.

"Not bad. The moon only replied politely, not wanting to find out.

Lemongrass didn't say anything, just lowered her head and played with her phone.

"Moon ......" When the call of the clouds sounded again, the moon dragged lemongrass, the two of them held hands, got up, and said to the clouds: "Let's go out, the air inside is very stuffy." ”

Seeing that Yunxiao wanted to get up and follow, he mended the knife: "You stay and take care of your belongings, and we will come when we go." ”

The small flame in Yunxiao's eyes, as if suddenly encountering a pouring rain, was extinguished in an instant, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and he reluctantly responded: "Okay!"

In fact, the song expresses such a strong affection, and the three of them know it, but some people are unwilling to pierce it, some people hesitate, and some people have complicated feelings.

The second chick will return in a moment.

At this time, lemongrass took the initiative to provoke the incident, and her eyes were scorching: "Yunxiao, why do you love this song and are reluctant to give up?"

The chick looked at the moon, her eyelids hurt when she blinked, and she turned a blind eye to the clouds.

Yunxiao picked up the wine glass, looked at the transparent liquid, shook it gently, and muttered for a long time before he lazily answered: "There is nothing special, it's just that I like his uninhibited melody, which is very in line with my temperament, that's all." ”

"Oh, so simple?" Lemongrass's sharp edge and seemingly ordinary gossip were like a sharp blade, aggressive.

Yunxiao raised his eyes and looked at him, the deep meaning in his dark eyes progressed, and instead, he bent the corners of his lips and let the smile wander into the depths of his peach blossom eyes.

"It's not you two who treat me like a pillow whenever you encounter something upset, and you come and go as soon as you call me. What else can I do? I can only sing a song to express my inner dissatisfaction. I hope the chicks, improve in the future, and don't provoke me at every turn!"

As he spoke, Yunxiao shifted his gaze to the moon and said with a deep resentment: "Especially you." ”

The moon didn't know what to do next, so she remained silent.

That day, for the rest of the day, the atmosphere was strange, and I couldn't find the harmony I had before.

The three of them were idle without a ride, and most of them buried their heads in their mobile phones.

************

In fact, Yunxiao's learning to play the guitar is inextricably linked to the moon.

When I was in college, because of a certain musical talent's crazy pursuit of lemongrass, I played and sang endlessly downstairs in the dormitory every day, hoping to impress the hearts of beautiful women, but there were few beautiful women.

It can be said that Lang is affectionate, and the concubine has no intention!

But the moon, can't see the eyes, day by day I am exposed to this man's beautiful notes, and gradually being influenced, so I persuade lemongrass.

"Grass, what's wrong with him? You don't want to see people like this? With his talent, I don't know how many girls are intoxicated!" the moon said, every word is true.

"You don't look at his respectful face, I'm afraid that if I look at it more, I'll have nightmares again and again. "The chick has a poisonous tongue.

If you hear this, I wonder how that brother will feel, will he be heartbroken?

"I think talented men are a hundred times better than the Appearance Association. "The moon does not give up and wants to instill her own ideas in the chick.

"Cut...... Do you believe the lies that deceive people? In today's society, men are not handsome, and women are not loved. It's hard for Mao to force himself haha, why don't you find such a safe man?" The chick taught the moon in turn.

Later, the matter was closed.

**********

Soon after, returning home from vacation, the moon inadvertently mentions this in the clouds.

"Yunxiao, do you know how to play the guitar?"

"No, what?"

"Just ask. I don't know if it's difficult or not, I want to learn. ”

"You're a girl, forget it! I'll ask someone another day. ”

"I think the boy who plays and sings by himself is handsome! If one day, someone plucks the guitar and sings love songs, and confesses to me, I will be moved to tears!"

He was speechless when he looked like a nymphomaniac on her face, but soon after, he heard that he had started to learn the guitar. (To be continued.) )