She tried to explain, but no one wanted to listen to her, and the whole network was full of sarcastic teasing.

She was silent for a long time, another month passed, the snow fell deeper, she tried to find Bai Ze's whereabouts, but she didn't, she sat alone in the courtyard like a trapped soul.

In the past, there were always many inexplicable visits in front of her house, but now no one wants to come, and she seems to have been forgotten.

The world is so snobbish and so terrifying.

She begged the school to want to reopen, and the school kept approving it and asked her to provide proof of sanity, but she didn't know how to prove it, but she thought it was ridiculous.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering some of the plants in the courtyard, and it was getting colder and colder, but He Xiaowei was still wearing very thin clothes.

Her mom came, watched her, and took care of her.

He Xiaowei rose too fast, Chen Sulan said that her daughter was a big star, and now she is like a frosted eggplant, and He Xiaowei is always listless when she sees him in a daze every day.

He Xiaowei likes Bai Ze, who has always followed her since she was a child, and takes her as the head of the horse, likes Bai Ze, who is obviously full of talent but doesn't care, and likes the gentle Bai Ze, not a murderer covered in blood and carrying a knife, at that moment, Bai Ze in her heart collapsed.

When she saw Bai Ze coming to her with a knife, she panicked, she asked him to get out, her head hurt so badly at that time, she didn't know if Bai Ze in front of her was the same Bai Ze who used to laugh like a mentally retarded Bai Ze, so fun Bai Ze, why did everything change, change so quickly, and become so unprepared?

Chen Sulan sat down at a table of dishes as usual and called He Xiaowei to eat.

He Xiaowei sat on the bed without responding for a long time, holding a red stone in her hand in a daze, and kept muttering why, why.

Chen Sulan sighed and pushed open He Xiaowei's door: Xiaowei, don't go on like this, if you continue like this, you will be wasted.

He Xiaowei didn't speak.

Chen Sulan said to herself: Our family is not a rich and noble family, you are also angry, but the past has passed, even if those things, I believe in you, others don't believe in you. You said that someone knocked down the house with one kick, where is there such a person in this world, you said that the kid of the Bai family split the house with a knife, how could it be, he also killed someone, but there was no body at all, and there was no clue. That kid of the Bai family, all kinds of evidence show that he did not come to Beijing, he left Beijing a year ago and never came back, there is no news from any channels of cars, trains and planes, sometimes I wonder if you have paranoia.

He Xiaowei still didn't speak.

Chen Sulan: Even if you give up on yourself, your classmates haven't given up on you, your classmate Zhou Mengmeng said that as long as you are like a song, she can help, and you still have a chance. There are some people we really can't afford to mess with, but we don't have no chances, have you just given up?

He Xiaowei's mind was suddenly full of what Bai Ze said: If I put down the knife, I won't be able to protect you, and if I pick up the knife, I won't be able to hug you.

He Xiaowei's head tingled abnormally, as if something strange was about to emerge from her head, and she felt the pain that was omnipresent.

He Xiaowei suddenly spoke slowly, her voice hoarse: Where is Bai Ze?

Chen Sulan was helpless: You still think about that kid from the Bai family, what's so good about him, if you don't pretend to be high and don't reject Wang Shao, with Wang Shao's background, who would dare to mess with you in the song industry and entertainment industry. We don't have a background, this is something that can't be helped, it's good to enjoy the shade with your back against the big tree, why don't you understand.

He Xiaowei still repeated seriously: Bai Ze, where is it.

He Xiaowei said, her eyes were red, tears flowed out, if she could overcome the fear in her heart at that time, it would have been a hundred years to follow him away, but she was still afraid and afraid, and now it is even more painful, she remembered that when Zhao Lianyi left with Bai Ze covered in blood, her heart was even more painful.

Why Zhao Lianyi can, she will be afraid.

She didn't dare to imagine whether Bai Ze was alive or dead now.

Her thoughts about Bai Ze were suddenly unimaginable like a river bursting its banks, and she wanted to see him, even if it was just one side.

But she couldn't find her.

This year's snow is particularly heavy, the outside is white, and the courtyard has been rebuilt again, but she feels even colder when she lives inside, the world is hot and cold, and people are cold, why are people in this world so snobbish?

Chen Sulan suddenly couldn't get angry at this time, and waved her hand and slapped He Xiaowei.

He Xiaowei covered her face and didn't react, but said slowly: I know, I know, I can't write songs now, I can't make money for you anymore, that's why you're so angry?

Chen Sulan waved her hand and wanted to fight, but her hand trembled, she couldn't beat it down, and shouted like crazy in her mouth: Daughter, I pulled you so big, are you so wasted? Mom is bitter in her heart......

He Xiaowei's tears couldn't stop staying again: Mom, tell Zhou Mengmeng that I want to make a song.

Chen Sulan seemed to be hallucinating, and looked at He Xiaowei incredulously.

He Xiaowei: Call me, I'll say it myself.

Chen Sulan suddenly smiled, as long as He Xiaowei didn't give up, made a comeback, and continued to sing, with He Xiaowei's strength, it couldn't be blocked, this was Zhou Mengmeng's original words, but He Xiaowei gave up on herself.

As long as He Xiaowei continues to sing, the endorsement can be soft, and the seven aunts and eight aunts who are mocking can shut up, Chen Sulan thought so.

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Zhou Mengmeng thought that He Xiaowei had finally figured it out, but He Xiaowei just said that she was not making a comeback, she just wanted to post a song and find someone.

The name of the new song, He Xiaowei has already thought of it, the eighty-first letter.

Bai Ze didn't give He Xiaowei the eighty-first letter from beginning to end, and wrote eighty letters, He Xiaowei wanted to see him, so this was a reply.

Just thinking of this, He Xiaowei was very sad.

The tune has already been composed, and now she is in such a decadent mood, and she can't make too happy music, it is a sad style.

Just filling in the words, she spent a month, doing it herself, and she rarely had such feelings when she needed to vent.

At the end of December, when it was the coldest time, a very sad song was launched on Yiwangyun Music.

Song: Letter Eighty-One.

Composed by He Xiaowei.

Arranger: He Xiaowei.

Performer: He Xiaowei.

Singing: He Xiaowei

Lyrics: He Xiaowei.

Lyrics: I'm really glad you took the time to come and see me.

Tell me, how are you doing?

I've been doing well lately, and I'm a lot busier than before

That day, we were talking briefly under the frame, talking about work and the weather.

When I recall it now, I deeply regret that I hurt you unintentionally.

You give me roses, and I will let them wither.

You gave me red stones, and I threw them into the fish tank.

I swallow my pride and stand in front of you

I'm really sorry for that night

I kept trying to get back to the first snow of that night

I'm not free, and all that's left is to miss you

I really wish I could realize what I did at that point

I'm willing to go back to that night and change everything

Turn everything into the right thing

Lately, I've been tossing and turning

Thinking about it all night, watching you leave with her

I've been trying to find you, and the memory in my head seems to be stuck in last summer.

Those good times, I remember your smile with red lips and white teeth.

When autumn comes, I love you so much

Then, like that, the cold hit

You have given me all your love

I'm giving you goodbye

I swallow my pride and stand in front of you

I'm really sorry for that night

You're so good to me

And how you took me into your arms

That September night

The first time you saw me crying

Maybe it's a dreamlike hypothesis

A brainless dream, if we could love again, I swear I would really love you

I would choose to go back to that time and change everything. But I can't

I like to go back to the earlier days, at the time of the first letter, to change my mind and make everything right

Now it's the eighty-first, and I'm writing to you in tears

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