Seeing that he was about to sing, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared, and his head was slightly stuck.

My mind was thinking about whether she would find out, and if I was aware of something, my efforts would be in vain, and the rapid thinking of acceleration made me understand that there was only one way, and that was to try to change my original voice as much as possible, so that she would not find out that it was me standing on the stage wearing a mask.

In order not to show a flaw, I simply closed my eyes and fell into the darkness completely, except for my body, all the other qiē completely hid under the ghost face.

The thing that makes me helpless and painful is that the song I want to sing is "Later" by Liu Ruoying.

My voice became soft, no longer vicissitudes, but the only constant was the sad pain, although I could not see the bar at this time, but I had ears, the only vital organ that could perceive the world in the silence of the darkness.

From the moment I began to sing, the whole world was silent, as if it had entered eternal night, and the tension was erased by the world of love songs instead of dawn.

I sang one by one, there was no noise in the quiet eternal night, there was only the breathing sound of each person's different rhythms, and the sobbing sound of sadness Cheng dù, in fact, since I saw Manqing again, I saw that she was so happy and happy, and I also wanted to be happy, and I wanted to meet a woman who would never abandon again.

The cold world needs such a person to bring me a little warmth, even if it is a bright but short-lived fireworks, even if it is a bubble that will blow away, because I will use my guardian not to let this unknown person leave, I am trapped in the desert, I am lonely, I am afraid that this loneliness will become a habit, so at this moment I am singing "Later" but thinking about the future.

"Never again, there was a boy who loved that girl."

When the song fell, it meant that my singing was over, and my eyes were a little moist, maybe I was such an emotional person, right? Every time I sing to the depths of my heart, my eyes will always moisten, my heart will always throb, and even my thin and dry lips will tremble.

Since many people are here for me, they all want to listen to the ghost singer sing, want to see the mysterious ghost face singer, in fact, most people come out of curiosity, and even more are here to join in the fun, few people come here because they are sad and fall out of love, but the song I sang is a song that can make all those who have been in love think of the past, when I opened my moist eyes, through the small slit, looking at the scene in front of me, I felt that the bar with a bit of a fierce atmosphere at the beginning has now become silent, Too many people's eyes began to drift, staring at a certain direction in a daze, losing their minds and crying silently, as if tears were dry across their cheeks and they couldn't feel it.

I took a closer look around the crowded bar, and found familiar people, one sitting at the bar, the other sitting in the corner, drinking elegantly, through the dim light of the bar, I saw the figure sitting in the corner, curled up in the seat, I felt a little lucky, she didn't notice the abnormality, when I saw her pitiful appearance at this moment, but my heart was not the slightest happiness, maybe because of the same poor person, right?

After singing a song, there are many people who give me some support, one hundred and two hundred, ten yuan and twenty, and I am very satisfied to see the encouragement these people give me, whether it is spiritual or material, it is all support for me, a ghost-faced singer who does not dare to show people.

"The singing is getting better and better, come on."

The temperamental beauty came to the stage, gave me a 300 yuan bill, and gave me a warm verbal reward by the way, and ordered a song, the bar has a system, that is, whoever gives the most support can let the resident singer sing the song he wants to be sung.

With the departure of the temperamental beauty, the so-called reward also came to an end, I coughed out the heartache, and turned to tell the band behind me about the song I was going to sing next, when an extremely familiar but somewhat unfamiliar voice resounded behind me.

"I'll order a song."

I slowly turned around with my guitar on my shoulder, listening to the noisy chatter, but more of a compliment, when I saw her somewhat flushed face at this moment, and the pile of hairy grandpa that was thrown out casually, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, sighing that one day she would order my song.

I didn't speak, and I even tried to hide my eyes from the narrow slit.

It's just that Li Qingshu's look at me was a little abnormal, maybe it was because I sang this song she liked the most, and I would cry when I listened to it, which touched her heart again.

Li Qingshu didn't notice me, maybe we weren't familiar at all, how could she know me when I put on a mask, according to the rules, I will sing the song ordered by Li Qingshu next, Li Qingshu, who was wearing a noble brand-name costume, came on stage and just said two simple words, and walked off the stage after speaking.

I stood up on the stage in a daze, looked at the figure of Li Qingshu leaving, and looked at the picture of several men talking, but she rejected them one by one, I didn't sigh at her charm, nor did I sigh at her coldness, just thinking, what kind of love does the domineering and cold goddess have, but after thinking about it for a while, I realized that I was thinking too much.

In order to avoid the embarrassment I brought to myself, I calmed down and gave an apologetic bow to the temperament beauty, and was about to cast an apologetic smile, but I realized that I was no longer my own in the daytime, but a ghost-faced singer who belonged to the eternal night, and those I knew would not know me, and those I knew should be regarded as strangers, and the smile I showed would not be shown in this world and in the eyes of others.

Finally, I glanced at Ou Kuangda and Tom, who were sitting at the bar and pretended not to know me, and sang the song ordered by Li Qingshu, or this "Later", I think Li Qingshu, who is sitting in the corner and has been accosted from time to time, is emotionally hurt and has obsessive-compulsive disorder, how can a person only listen to one song, even a sentimental person like me will not listen to just one song, and hear it wherever he goes, not to mention the storage of only one song on the stereo, I think Li Qingshu is a unique wonder.

I was singing, thinking, and watching, looking at Li Qingshu, who made me curious, although she sent me to prison with her own hands, although I hated her a little, but I also regarded her as a poor worm with an elm head.

At this time, she drank noble red wine, tasting the sting brought by memories, in fact, red wine is used to recall the memory of love, deep and long history, just like the past buried in the heart of the love has a little similar, plus the kind of taste that needs to be savored, and there is a trace of love What is the difference, Li Qingshu is remembering the unforgettable, cutting the past, listening to love songs, drinking red wine, sitting in a sad environment everywhere, drifting his mind away, floating to the place where I don't know and don't know

The next thing made me even more helpless, Li Qingshu kept asking me to sing "Later", one thousand at a time, so that other people could only listen to this sad song full of memories all the time, and they had smashed 5,000 yuan before and after, and they finished singing for the fifth time, and I also sang six songs in a row, the same six songs, I couldn't help but be a little out of breath.

But just as I looked at Yan and asked if she wanted to replace me, Li Qingshu came on stage again, at this time her walk was a little shaky, the distance from the corner to the stage, out of the blurred feeling, the once whitened face became more and more red at this time, with bright red lips, the charm value rose very much, and some men were sluggish, and it was natural to be drooling.

Standing on the stage, hiding under the mask, I couldn't help but sigh secretly in my heart: After this girl drinks, she is more beautiful, and such a night will make people with intentions embark on the road of crime, but this girl still wants to order songs, right? Even if I'm singing a few songs, it's fine, after all, I'm going to make more money tonight than I do these days.

But using other people's tears and sadness to make money, I inevitably have some struggles in my heart.

Li Qingshu's attention has overwhelmed the temperament beauties who often come to the bar, because of her daughter, because of her beauty, because of her blurred pace, because of her blushing face, standing on the stage, I watched clearly, looking at the men in the audience looking at Li Qingshu's possessive and admiring eyes, whether it was ** silk or the rich second generation, they were all for her, and she fell for her at this time.

Tom and Ou Kuangda saw Li Qingshu early, and they have been watching Li Qingshu's movements, I looked at Ou Kuangda's eyes looking at me with a meaningful smile, I know that this guy is thinking again, more than I can imagine as a novelist.

"Hehe, you are really a mysterious and unique singer, I still want songs, ditto." ――

Bingbing begged for support, Huahua, collecting, rewarding the same, and cried silently