After the two beauties washed white, they both put on pure white shirts, which was a vacuum, and they thought they weren't wearing it, but they actually wore small ones.

Ding Yiyi sat leisurely on the sofa and crossed her feet to apply nail polish, while Gao Yuanyuan curled up to the side, her chin knocked on her knees in a daze.

After applying nail polish, Ding Yiyi took out a pack of women's cigarettes from her bag, skillfully popped one out and lit it, and then said slowly: "...... Tell me, what's going on? ”

Gao Yuanyuan wanted to speak and stopped, as if she was brewing and hesitating about something, but Ding Yiyi didn't mean to urge her.

When a cigarette was about to be dyed, Gao Yuanyuan snatched it with one hand and took a hard puff, "...... Ahem. "Maybe I sucked too hard at once, and I was choked a lot.

Gao Yuanyuan eased her nerves and said quietly: "I've been very confused recently, he is a well-known music producer, but he is married. …… Do you think it's possible for me to follow him? ”

Ding Yiyi turned her head sideways and looked at Gao Yuanyuan for a while: "You guys started?" ”

Gao Yuanyuan shook her head.

"Like him?"

She nodded, then shook her head again.

"Do you like it or don't you like it? If you really like it, let it go. Love is a matter of two people, don't think about it so much. Ding Yiyi touched the top of her head: "But as a girl, I still hope you think about it rationally and carefully, after all, you are married." ”

Ding Yiyi didn't know how to comfort Gao Yuanyuan, because she didn't have much experience in love, and she was only twenty-one years old, so she could help her analyze what was going on, so she could only be distracted.

“…… Okay, don't get tangled, wake up, the sun will still rise, how should it be or how not? In the end, Ding Yiyi could only comfort her like this.

"Got it, you go to sleep first, I want to stay by myself for a while." Gao Yuanyuan smiled reluctantly, obviously Ding Yiyi's comfort had no effect.

"Well, okay, I'm so sleepy, I haven't slept well for a few days, Yuanbao, I'll sleep first!" After saying that, he shook his head and sighed softly, and walked straight into the room.

……

Dinger didn't know how long he slept, he was awakened by a bubble of urine, he turned on the light, looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, half past two in the morning, and his cousin and Gao Yuanyuan should have slept at this time.

Jumping out of bed barefoot, pulling open the door, hurriedly running into the bathroom, not even closing the toilet door, booing for about half a minute, a cold war, flushing, and ready to go back to sleep again. When I turned around, I found that Gao Yuanyuan, who was only wearing a shirt, was sitting by the windowsill, her long legs were bare* in the air, her crystal clear feet were crossed and folded together, her hair was scattered and draped over her shoulders, her hands were on her waist, and she was quietly looking out of the window, dazed, like a lost lamb.

Dinger scratched his head, pretended not to see, and continued walking towards the room.

"Going to pretend you didn't see it?" There was a hint of provocation in his voice.

This time he didn't have to pretend, he grinned and said, "That, Sister Yuanyuan, you continue,...... I didn't see anything. ”

"Hey......" Gao Yuanyuan sighed, still looking out the window, no longer paying attention to him.

Dinger walked to the room, and only a few steps later, the voice sounded again, "...... You say you play music, don't you all × ass! ”

This map cannon is a bit big, but Dinger doesn't feel that the aura is very right, so he doesn't dare to refute, "Who says it's not." ”

"The song "Nanshan Nan" you sang last night is very good, why don't you sing it again now?" The girl's voice suddenly became gentle.

"It's so late, and I'm still singing, and besides, there's no guitar in the house." Dinger's egg hurts very much, singing in the middle of the night, it's strange that the upstairs doesn't splash the plate and wash the feet.

“…… Don't sing. His tone instantly became cold.

"I didn't mean that."

"Is there any smoke?"

"Yes." He scratched his head and thought for a while: "I won't smoke anymore, let's sing a song, and I can't hear it upstairs and downstairs." ”

Gao Yuanyuan didn't speak, her feet folded, curled up and hugged her hands.

Dinger could see that she had something on her mind: "What song do you like to listen to?" ”

"Whatever."

"Then I'll sing casually, so late, I'll sing a cappella."

“…… Come here. Gao Yuanyuan turned her head and glanced at him: "Are you going to stand at the door of the bathroom and perform?" ”

Dinger nodded, not pretentious, and approached the windowsill directly, his eyes aimed at the small Nene that could not be wrapped under the shirt, and the pair of elastic white legs exposed outside, and involuntarily glanced at it a few more times.

"Men are like that?" Gao Yuanyuan's tone was a little contemptuous.

“…… Cough. Well, that's what I just said. He quickly withdrew his gaze and pretended to be calm.

"......" Gao Yuanyuan stared at him tightly, the meaning is very clear, you pretend to try again?

"Yes, yes, sing." He turned his head over, and his eyes no longer dared to wander around, so he could only look out at the night fixedly, sad and sad. "Forget the café song, sing something else!"

"Hmm!"

Dinger pondered for a while, and a hoarse and magnetic voice slowly floated out of his mouth, and because he didn't dare to sing loudly, it seemed even more like he was muttering.

"Zebra, zebra, don't fall asleep

Show me your injured tail again

I don't want to touch the scars of your wounds

I just want to lift your hair

Zebra zebra you are back to your home

But I'm wasting my cold years

There isn't a single door open in your city for me

I'm going to get back to the road after all......"

When Gao Yuanyuan heard half of it, her body was a little soft, the little boy's singing voice was too storytelling, and her voice was like a sand painting, slowly drawing many past events buried in the wind in her mind, touching her feelings, as if she was the person in the story.

She has heard a lot of professional singers live Live, but the voice made by this little boy at this time is too magical, which can make people feel like they are in the wind with the singing!

She likes this kind of voice that has a story but is not publicized, can not only tell the heart but also slowly make people intoxicated, the song continues, and the story is also extended:

"Zebra, zebra, you're from the south, red

Is it also a moving story?

If you can't stay in the drama next door

Who will sleep with you until dawn

Zebra zebra, do you remember me

I'm a fool who can only sing

Zebra, zebra, you sleep, sleep

I'll leave the North with my guitar on my back

Zebra zebra will you remember me

I'm a child who is forced to talk about sorrow

Zebra, zebra, you sleep, sleep

I bring your grass back to my homeland

Zebra zebra will you remember me

I'm just a traveler in a hurry

Zebra, zebra, you sleep, sleep

I'm going to sell my house

Wandering the world......"

After listening to it completely, Gao Yuanyuan's eyes were already foggy, and she was completely immersed in the story of the song created by Dinger, and she felt that this song was telling a sad story, using objects to metaphorize people, which was very appropriate.

"It's good, just like today's song, you moved me again." Gao Yuanyuan stared at him and said.

"If you like it, it's fine." Dinger smiled.

"What is this song about, can you tell me about it?" was sung by Dinger like this, and his heart was originally quite troubled, but it seemed to be swept away, his singing voice can heal love, Gao Yuanyuan is very sure.

"Hmm." Dinger was silent, as if recalling something, the moonlight fell on him, the melancholy eyes, how did not look like a seventeen-year-old boy should have, in the dead of night, hoarse like a warm voice on the radio squeezed out of his throat:

The song is called "Zebra, Zebra", and it is about a homeless man who falls in love with a girl who has been hurt by others, but he is not able to comfort his beloved girl or give her what she wants. …… The song mainly expresses the pain and confusion of him falling in love with a person who doesn't love him, and also expresses the reality in the bustling city, in the bustling reality of the city, a noble and beautiful girl, a person who has no fixed place to live, the girl belongs to this city, and this city has nothing to keep him, so he wants to leave here, just like when he came, leaving with nothing, except for him and the guitar. ”

After listening to his narration, Gao Yuanyuan let out a long sigh and was touched. "Dinger, I'm not happy anymore, can you sing to me?"

The little boy's hoarse magnetic voice singing is really heartfelt, Gao Yuanyuan only listened to it twice, but every time she was captured. As if his ears were poisoned, his mind would keep echoing with the joys and sorrows of the characters in the song, until he merged with the people in the story.

"That's definitely no problem, singing is not a difficult task!" After a pause, he said: "But you are in the capital, I am in Ningzhou, we are from all over the world, how can I sing to you when the time comes, it will not be that you will come to Ningzhou every time you are unhappy, right?" ”

Gao Yuanyuan smiled: "Isn't there still a thing called a phone in this world?" ”

"Uh......" Dinger was stunned: "That's not possible, every time you sing on the phone, isn't that the same as a fool?" ”

"You just say if you want to." Gao Yuanyuan pursed her mouth.

"Okay, stupid than stupid, deal. But it's always a little good for me to sing like that, right? ”

“…… Vulgar. Gao Yuanyuan glanced at him, "That's it, help you sign a few names, I'm not famous now, and when I become famous in the future, my signature will be worth a lot." ”

“…… Stop, I'm not chasing stars. Dinger made a pause gesture: "You better leave the autograph to your fans, I don't need to." ”

"Cut, who rarely wants you."

"Alright, I'm in a better mood!" He stared at Gao Yuanyuan's eyes and said, "Actually, I don't mind if I say more, most of those who make music are some prodigal sons." ”

"What do little kids know?" In Gao Yuanyuan's cognition, she has always regarded Dingge as the child who was pinched before, and she was noncommittal about what he said.

"Let me tell you this, the person you like now is actually a prodigal son, whether you believe it or not, you and him are not happy." He said it firmly and seriously.

"You're eavesdropping on me talking to your sister?" Gao Yuanyuan stood up suddenly, and Xiao Nenei's infinite scenery was also revealed, but it seemed that she didn't mind.

Dinger was addicted again, and then said righteously: "No, I've been sleeping, you shouldn't have told the old lady who that person is, but I know who that person is." …… A word of advice, if you don't enter the pit, it's best not to jump in, if you do, climb out as soon as possible, don't be nostalgic. ”

"You know?" Gao Yuanyuan looked at him in surprise as if she had been struck by electricity.

"Well, I know, I won't name him, his surname is Zhang."

Hearing this, Gao Yuanyuan was not calm for a moment, she didn't tell anyone, how did he know?

"Don't think about how I know, even if you want to break the sky, you won't know, and if you share a story with you, after listening to it, you still do your own thing, then I have nothing to do."

She hadn't recovered from how Dinger knew about that person, but Dinger didn't care, and started talking directly: "There is a kind of little bird without feet, which flies all its life, even if it is tired and sleepy, it will only sleep in the wind, and it will only land once in its life, and that is when death comes." …… That little bird is the one you're ready to be with or already with him. ”

With that, Dinger turned around and left the windowsill and returned directly to the room. Gao Yuanyuan, who was left stunned, muttered to herself: "...... A bird without feet that only lands once in a lifetime? ”

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Song Fat's "Zebra Zebra" is especially suitable for listening to at night, and friends who like it can listen to it.