56. 056 Sparkling Tears Lu Binghua
Stealing half a day of leisure, these men are all elites who dominate the situation outside, only when they come to Allure, come to this territory that completely belongs to them, and face each other's brothers, can they take off their armor and relax for a few moments.
For each other, this free space, this comfortable friendship, this friendship that has followed since childhood to adulthood is precious, especially for men who are in the shopping mall, it is even more difficult to meet.
They have always cherished the time they spend with each other, the shackles on their bodies, the bitterness in their hearts, all shaken clean during this time, out of this door, they are still cold-hearted and cold-faced traders, turning their hands over for the clouds and covering their hands for the rain, in the treacherous shopping mall.
Almost drunk, several men began to grab the microphone and howl, obviously everyone has a good voice, but they are not good at singing, how to sing how to be weird, Wen Yuci laughed with a stomachache, slid from the sofa to Gu Shaoxiu's lap, and buried his face between Gu Shaoxiu's knees and laughed until he cramped.
"Sister-in-law, you sing one, I haven't heard you sing yet!" Xie Yunjing grabbed the microphone and threw it to Wen Yuci.
Wen Yuci took the microphone, she sat by the window, turned her head, and just saw the stars and moon outside the window, sprinkling crystal and soft light, like cold frost and snow, icing the whole world.
She remembered a nursery rhyme that her old housekeeper taught her to hum when she was a child, and put the microphone to her lips and hummed softly:
"The stars in the sky don't speak, the dolls on the ground miss their mothers, the eyes in the sky blink and blink, and the mother's heart is Lu Binghua...... The tea garden in my hometown is full of flowers, my mother's heart and liver are at the end of the world, thinking of my mother's words every night, and the sparkling tears Lu Binghua, ah...... Yes...... Thinking of my mother's words every night, the glittering tears Lu Binghua ......"
In the quiet music, she was a little drunk, and she didn't realize that Gu Shaoxiu quietly grabbed her shoulders and took her into his arms.
She was half-nestled in his arms, chanting over and over again, as if returning to her childhood, when she was lying in her father's arms, and her father pointed to the distant sky and told her the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.
That's why she loved the stars and the blue night sky.
When she was a little older, her father bought her a high-powered telescope, and on a summer night she slept on the top of the mountain, where she learned about the constellations Ursa Major, Ursa Minor, Orion, and the story of the Twelve Constellations.
Those beautiful times, in this life, are gone......
She repeated it over and over again, and the wet voice made the hearts of several men around her seem to be floating in the hearts of a dripping autumn rain,
After living for more than 20 years, who hasn't been a little sad?
Her ethereal singing voice seemed to be real, evoking the deepest sadness buried in their hearts, a few big men as cold and hard as steel, while listening attentively, while burying their heads in drinking, the thick and mellow wine in the past seems to be a little more spicy today, penetrating the throat and stomach, forcing people to cry.
She was singing, several men desperately poured wine into their stomachs, singing and singing, her voice became smaller, her body was crooked, and she fell asleep on Gu Shaoxiu's lap.
Gu Shaoxiu stroked the long hair scattered on her cheeks, and took off the microphone in her hand and put it aside.
The purpose of those men today was to get Wen Yuci drunk, and after getting her drunk, they would tease Gu Shaoxiu a few words.
Now that Wen Yuci is really drunk, they have no words, and after a long time, Yuan Yunze, who is closest to Gu Shaoxiu, stretched out his arm and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Xiu, you have a good eye, treat your sister-in-law well, if you miss this village, it will be difficult to find the next store." ”