"Yes, we were wrong!" Zhang Xiaowei showed a bitter smile on his face, which was not his true feelings, but the sadness in his heart, which was expressed in his expression. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Xiaowei, I feel like you've changed!" Zhang Qian didn't answer him, but asked rhetorically.

"I haven't changed, I'm just getting older. Zhang Xiaowei listened to the other party's words, and his heart was suddenly stunned, he never thought that even Zhang's mother didn't notice that he had changed, but he found out first.

It's not that Zhang Qian has discovered anything, to be precise, Zhang Qian doesn't know Zhang Xiaowei's experience in the past few years, if he knew, he wouldn't think like this.

And those who are familiar with him in the past few years know that Zhang Xiaowei has suffered from depression in the past three years, and he has been stuffed in the house all day long.

"You are not the Xiaowei you used to be, you can deceive others, but you really can't deceive me!" Zhang Qian stared at Zhang Xiaowei's eyes tightly, trying to see something from the other party's eyes.

"Sister, you say I'm not Xiaowei, so who am I?" Zhang Xiaowei listened to the other party's words, his heart jumped, is there any little secret between the two that he doesn't know?

Zhang Qian listened to the other party's words, looked at the other party's clear eyes tightly, and had some doubts in her heart. You said that the other party is not Xiaowei, so who is he?

Could it be that I really read too many novels, and after reading the best family of the crossing text, I thought that the people around me also crossed over?

"Xiaowei, then tell my sister, what color clothes do I like to wear the most?" Zhang Qian asked in order to prove the doubts in her heart.

"Do you mean underwear or outerwear?" Zhang Xiaowei asked with a bad face, he may not know anything else, but he still has these memories of himself.

"Forget it, count it as you passed. Zhang Qian listened to Xiaowei's words, and her face suddenly flushed, all the way to her neck.

"Xiaowei, can you hug me?" Zhang Qian asked in a delicate voice, arranging the scattered strands of hair that had been blown by the wind.

"Ah!" Zhang Xiaowei thought he had heard it wrong, and some did not react.

"Sister, give me the kite, give it to me, I want to fly it!" Suddenly, a childish voice came from not far away.

I saw a child of three or four years old wearing open crotch pants running past the two. He was chasing a ten-year-old girl in front of him, and the girl was holding a thin kite string in her hand.

Looking at the two children, a familiar picture flashed through their minds.

"Sister, do you think the two of them want to be the same as us back then?" Zhang Xiaowei looked at the two children, and the picture of flying a kite with Zhang Qian came to mind.

", how old are they, what do you know, you and I were adults back then!"

"It's too!" Zhang Xiaowei scratched his head in embarrassment and said.

"Xiaowei, do you know how I came here in the past three years?"

"Don't mention the past things of my sister, you and I are sister and brother, we were young back then, and we didn't have more to do, let it pass in the past!"

Zhang Xiaowei shook his head helplessly, listening to the other party's words, his heart hurt slightly, he knew that this was not his emotion.

So he stopped the other party's words, and if she continued, he didn't know what would happen to the one in his heart.

"Xiaowei, hug me!" Zhang Qian looked at Zhang Xiaowei with clear eyes, she could hear the sound of her heartbreak.

"Sister!" Zhang Xiaowei originally wanted to divert the topic, but she kept reminding him.

"Sister!" Zhang Xiaowei looked at the other party's disappointed eyes, stretched out his arms, and hugged the other party tightly in his arms.

"Xiaowei, thank you!" Zhang Qian looked at Zhang Xiaowei's broad chest, and her voice was small, like a mosquito.

"Can you write a song based on this situation?" asked Zhang Qian, leaning on Zhang Xiaowei's chest, feeling Zhang Xiaowei's unique masculine atmosphere.

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaowei felt the fragrance coming from the other party, smelled the fragrance on the top of Zhang Qian's head, and said lightly.

"Do you want me to sing now?" Zhang Qian struggled out of Zhang Xiaowei's arms, Zhang Xiaowei looked at Zhang Qian who was arranging her hair and asked.

"It's better not to, there are so many people here, you can record it and put it on Cool Cat, just tell me your name!"

"Okay, this song is called (Can I Hug You)!" Zhang Xiaowei thought for a while, and when he heard the song that Zhang Qian said three times in a row just now, he couldn't help but think of a song sung by Zhang Huimei, Can I hug you.

Can I hug you The lyrics of this song are simple and easy to understand, and they are also catchy, and the song is still very popular in my own world, even higher than those short-lived songs.

"Can I hug you?" Zhang Qian listened to Zhang Xiaowei's words, and couldn't help but chew on the other party's words.

"Brother Villain, you actually laughed at me!" Zhang Qian was suddenly a little annoyed!

"No, you can just go to Cool Cat tomorrow and search for it. Zhang Xiaowei smiled helplessly and said.

"Okay! Xiaowei's time is not early, you should go back early, you have to be careful on the way!" Zhang Qian looked at the sunset that was about to go down the mountain and said, the speed at which she came out to give people away was too slow.

"Okay, sister, you should also pay attention to safety!" Zhang Xiaowei knew that after leaving this time, when the two met, they were real sisters and brothers, and they didn't go in with any feelings.

On the side of the road, Zhang Qian looked at the bus that was gradually moving away, tears couldn't stop flowing, and she squatted on the side of the road and cried bitterly.

She could feel that there was no emotion on the other party's body at all, only a faint family affection.

By the time Zhang Xiaowei arrived at Qile Building, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening.

He didn't even return home, and went directly to Qile Building.

"Mr. Zhang, you're here!" Cheng Peng and a few people were originally fascinated by singing the heart of gratitude, who knew that Mr. Zhang called, if it was someone else's number, everyone would not answer, but Zhang Zong is the benefactor and boss of several people, can he not answer his phone?

However, when he answered the phone, he learned that Zhang Xiaowei was about to record a song overnight, and everyone welcomed him.

"It's really ashamed to let the brothers work overtime!" Zhang Xiaowei said with some guilt when he saw the hopeful eyes of several people.

"Mr. Zhang, look at what you said, the brothers still have something to ask you for!" Cheng Peng said with a cup of tea to Zhang Xiaowei.

A few of them practiced for a day today, even if a few people took turns to sing, they didn't sing the essence of that song, no matter how they sang it, even Zhang Xiaowei's cappella was not as good.

Originally, a few people were still worried about whether they asked Zhang Xiaowei to come over and point out, who knew that Zhang Xiaowei actually called and said that he wanted to record a song, and several people were naturally very happy when they heard this, after all, each of Zhang Xiaowei's songs is now soundtracked by them, so Zhang Xiaowei's songs are popular, which means that they are on fire.