Soon Mo Feng walked downstairs with the guitar on his back, Ina was still standing in the same position, looking at Ina standing in the night, standing a little trembling in the bleak autumn night, all he saw was the back, Mo Feng was stunned for a moment, then walked straight behind Ina and gently patted Ina on the shoulder, and said lightly: "Let's go, I'm late today." ”

Ina, who was thinking, was slapped by Mo Feng, and her body trembled unconsciously, but she quickly turned around and asked Mo Feng, "Have you eaten?" ”

"Eat." Mo Feng said casually.

Ina sighed, looking at Mo Feng who had already taken a step, her stomach screamed quietly, Ina hurriedly covered her stomach, and then quickly followed Mo Feng.

Half an hour later, Ina drove Mo Feng to the Trace Bar, Mo Feng was already about two hours late, and when he entered the Trace Bar, he apologized to the owner sitting in the bar again and again, and then began to sing.

But Mo Feng, who was standing on the stage, didn't know what song to sing, he could express his mood at this moment, and Mo Feng, who closed his eyes, had the melody of more than a hundred songs in his mind.

After a few moments, Mo Feng finally opened his eyes, looked at the crowd under the field, the waiting crowd, looked back at Tianhua who was ready to accompany him, and after saying a few words, the sad melody resounded, instantly filling the audience, and the whole atmosphere was a little lonely.

Ina sat at the bar, holding a drink, quietly staring at Mo Feng, her face painted with an indescribable strangeness, while Yumei, who was standing in the bar, was observing Ina in a simple dress, but she couldn't hide her moving face, even Yumei herself was a little ashamed, and at the same time sighed in her heart: Mo Feng, this guy, with peach blossom luck, this beauty has come several times.

At the same time, Mo Feng also began to sing lonely, even if his messy heart couldn't escape the loneliness in his heart.

You are my shadow, a shadow that I can't have and can't bear to lose in my life.

Before singing, Mo Feng thought silently in his heart.

"Are you still lonely in the distance, how heartache I am for being lonely, five years of love for the next second, there is a saying to understand the feelings in my heart, the happiness of the past has flown away, leaving only our silence.

How can I be happy without your life, and if you don't love me, please leave me. ”

Mo Feng interprets the sad songs of the six philosophers with a unique taste, more than the six philosophers are a low roar, every sentence, every word is extremely heavy, heavy and depressing, it has reached the extreme, and the interpretation of "Loneliness" is extremely lonely.

Some men and women who have feelings are extremely sentimental, in fact, even they don't know why they come to the trace bar, come here to let themselves be abused, to let the tears run rampant, to make their own heartache, maybe the so-called feelings need catharsis, need heartache.

Today's Bai Qing should not have come, but hid in the corner crying alone, the mobile phone is still turned off, Huang Li is still hospitalized, Bai Yan has made a lot of calls and turned off the phone, and now Bai Qing only knows how to be lonely and only knows heartache.

The words that Mo Feng said kept coming to mind, as well as the serious and resolute look, the more she thought about it, the more Bai Qing became, the more sad she became, she was squatting on the Bund in Shanghai, with nowhere to enjoy the so-called beautiful scenery, and her lonely and sad self was incompatible with the couple who entered the couple.

The beautiful scenery of the Bund only reflects Bai Qing's crying sad face.

The most depressing moment has reached in the trace bar, and Mo Feng's roar has reached an extremely crazy moment.

Even Ina couldn't help but be brought into it, making her struggling even more messy.

"Why is it lonely, why is it helpless, why is it left with the deepest pain."

I love to pay for the hard work of your love, our love is the biggest mistake to break free from your shackles and hear your bitterness, I stopped and worked hard.

I have forgotten the loneliness of the painful sky, your face in the deepest part of my heart. ”

Finally the whole song was sung, and as the melody was sadly extinguished, Mo Feng closed his eyes tightly, and thought silently in his heart: Some people are destined to be memories in this life

The singing stopped, the melody stopped, followed by the sound of crying, and neat and messy applause.

Mo Feng didn't feel enjoyable, but his body was even more crooked, and he handed the microphone to Tianhua, who was standing beside him, who also had ruddy eyes.

He walked off the stage quickly, as if his emotions had reached the edge, and he couldn't sing at all, Mo Feng now felt that he was getting more and more irritable, and he didn't know where this so-called irritability came from.

Mo Feng quickly walked out of the bar and stepped into the cool night, blown by the autumn breeze, as if he could alleviate the depression in his heart.

When Ina walked out of the bar, she found Mo Feng squatting on the side of the bar, already lighting a cigarette, smoking, and her face was full of uncomfortable looks, like motion sickness.

Seeing Mo Feng's decadent appearance, Ina slowly walked to Mo Feng's side, and said with a little concern: "Smoking is not good for your health. ”

"I know." Mo Feng took a hard sip and said lightly.

"Then you."

"Are you asking me why I smoke when I know it's bad for my health?" Mo Feng interrupted Ina's words, looked up at Ina in front of him, and said lightly.

Ina nodded slightly.

"Because smoke can relieve my boredom and relieve my mood." Mo Feng looked at the cheap cigarette between his fingers and said with a bitter smile on his face.

"Is it that amazing? Can smoking a cigarette get rid of your boredom? Ina looked at the cigarettes that kept burning, and the smoke that annoyed her so much, drifted with the autumn wind.

"If you have something on your mind, you can also give it a try, for you." Mo Feng took out a cigarette and threw it to Ina, and said with a smile on his face, maybe Mo Feng can only really smile when he sees Ina and talks to Ina.

But Ina didn't pick it up, but let the poor cigarette fall directly to the ground, and the white cigarette became a part of the black ground.

Mo Feng seemed to know that the noble Ina would not pick up his cheap cigarettes, perhaps such an instant was to shorten the distance between himself and Ina Mo Feng looked at the cigarettes that fell to the ground, shook his head helplessly, smiled bitterly, and smoked the cigarette alone.

Ina squatted down unexpectedly, picked up the cigarette that had become a little dirty with her delicate palm, and then put it in the pocket of her clothes, gently and slowly.

Mo Feng naturally saw Ina's movements, and cast a puzzled look, wondering why Ina would put up the cigarette she threw her