"That's right, Xiao Yang." When Xiao Yang had just walked out of the door and Ye Sang hadn't closed the door yet, Jun Tieying suddenly stopped, turned around and walked over, and took an envelope from the desktop on the side, "This letter was sent to you by the school some time ago, and I will help you accept it." ”

Jun Tieying walked over and handed the sealed envelope to Xiao Yang.

"My letter?" Xiao Yang took the letter with a puzzled expression, "There are still people sending letters at this time?" ”

When Xiao Yang took it and turned to leave, Jun Tieying closed the door, and at this time, Ye Sang walked towards the bathroom, pushed the door and walked in, and the moment the door was closed, Ye Sang subconsciously raised his eyes......

"Ahh

Ye Sang's voice exclaimed.

"Sangsang, what's wrong?" Jun Tieying's voice sounded outside.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Ye Sang's voice was slightly flustered, "It's just that I almost slipped." ”

Jun Tieying sighed, "Be careful, your injuries are just right." ”

Ye Sang didn't respond to Jun Tieying again, but looked at the line of words on the mirror tightly......

Come to my room tonight.

His cheeks were hot for a while, and at this moment, Ye Sang felt that his face was already a large piece of hot red, and his heartbeat was beating like a deer crashing, and he was panicked for a while.

"This ...... Is this what he left behind? Ye Sang touched his hot cheeks, and the already blushing face in the mirror was a big blush, and everyone knew the meaning of these seven words.

"He, did he show me, or did he give it to Tieying?" Ye Sang's thoughts were a little disordered, and when he thought back to Xiao Yang leaving just now, he seemed to have a meaningful smile towards him.

"He also told me to send him out, could it be...... You want to hint at me when I'm sending him out of the city, come in and read these words? Ye Sang's thinking had completely fallen into a misunderstanding, and when she saw this short line of words on the mirror, she had actually completely confused her mind.

"What to do? What to do? Ye Sang kept asking himself in his heart, "I...... Am I ready? ”

Although Ye Sang was the only one in the bathroom, she was so shy at the moment that she couldn't wait to get into a crack in the ground, and at the same time she couldn't help but secretly accuse angrily in her heart, this Xiao Yang, this kind of question, actually asked herself in this way, how should she be.

Ye Sang's mind was a little in a trance, and after quickly wiping off the words on the mirror, he quickly walked out of the bathroom, and his face couldn't hide the redness.

I was still blushing in the bathroom, although this made Jun Tieying very puzzled, but she didn't ask too much, and then Ye Sang walked back to her room with a lot of concern.

Bang.

Xiao Yang closed the door, and a smile appeared lightly on the corner of his mouth, "The eldest lady should have seen the words on the mirror." Xiao Yang hesitated a little, "Will she come over?" ”

Xiao Yang thought for a moment and muttered, "Wouldn't this be too abrupt?" ”

After thinking for a while, Xiao Yang's head shook slightly, and then his eyes fell on the envelope.

"It turned out to be a letter sent from the capital?" Xiao Yang glanced at the handwriting on the envelope, Juan Xiu was beautiful, obviously a girl's handwriting, and it looked faintly familiar, "It seems to be ......" Xiao Yang had a guess in his heart.

The envelope was still intact and unopened, and after Xiao Yang tore open the envelope, he took out the contents inside.

One letter, one ticket.

"Shui Ningyun National Tour Pearl Station?" Xiao Yang was stunned, half loud, and smiled lightly, "This little girl's popularity is getting higher and higher, and there is no threat of killers, not long after her comeback, she actually started a concert." ”

Xiao Yang glanced at the time on the concert ticket, was stunned, half loud, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It seems that I am not lucky to go to see it." ”

The time on the concert is exactly tonight.

That is to say, at this time, Shui Ningyun may be singing on stage to thousands of glow sticks.

"Come on." Xiao Yang silently read lightly, and casually put the concert ticket aside. There are too many things to do during this time, and I have stayed here in the Golden Triangle for nearly ten days, even if I know in advance that Shui Ningyun invited me to watch this concert, tonight, I can't catch up at all.

Now, she can only cheer for Shui Ningyun silently in her heart, "This should be her first concert." ”

Night, the shining Pearl of the Orient.

Oriental Art Center, flashing lights, under the spotlight shrouded stage, a suffocatingly beautiful fairy in white dress is dancing, the stage is in all directions, light sticks are swaying in unison, in addition to many holding signs, printed with ......

"Shui Ningyun, I love you."

"Narcissus!"

In this era, many celebrities' fan groups have some titles, or some nicknames for their favorite stars, such as bananas, apples, oranges, etc., and there are countless of them.

And Shui Ningyun, gradually, in the hearts of fans, has the nickname of 'Narcissus'.

It blooms as holy and beautiful as daffodils.

In the hearts of all fans, Shui Ningyun is a goddess, a fairy who is worthy of worship. Her touch of coldness can always touch the heartstrings of fans with one blow, and what follows is endless screams.

With the sound of the beautiful melody, the melody of Shui Ningyun's latest single, which is a popular song in just a few weeks, lingers in everyone's ears.

【The Thoughts of the Girl on the Ice God Mountain】

The theme of this concert is the same name, and the title song is used as the theme of the concert.

In the eyes of the outside world, Shui Ningyun is a cold and glamorous goddess, and her main song is full of longing and feelings, just like the seven fairies descending to earth and playing a beautiful love song with the earthly people in the world.

It's like listening to ancient myths, and it seems to be deeply understanding the girl's deep thoughts about her lover.

The lyrics and music of this song are all water condensation.

However, there are many people in the circle who are skeptical of this statement. Or even absolute disbelief. In their eyes, it is absolutely impossible for Shui Ningyun, a goddess of icebergs who is unrelenting to any man, to create such an intoxicating and moving song of longing.

The song sings out the hearts of the people.

She doesn't have such a heart.

The melodious and beautiful melody lingered in the ears, and on the stage, Shui Ningyun was dressed in holy white, just like a beautiful goddess on the Ice God Mountain, and the background of the entire stage slowly turned into a snowy mountain.

The wind is cold.

From the audience's point of view, Shui Ningyun at this moment is the goddess standing quietly on the top of the snow-capped mountain.

The eyes were fixed in one direction.

No one noticed that the direction the goddess was staring at was an empty VIP box.

Empty.

He didn't come.

In the eyes, a trace of longing flowed softly......

The gaze on the snowy mountain seems to have become a wangfu stone, and the corners of the eyes and eyebrows occasionally pass a touch of girlish coquettishness, which made the fans in the audience stunned.

Accustomed to the coldness of the goddess, she suddenly revealed such a girlish face, of course, it was directly shocking to people's hearts, and for a while, the audience was silent.

Listen quietly......

【The Thoughts of the Girl on the Ice God Mountain】

The thoughts outside the world are red dust.

The tears of the ice god are snowflakes.

The cold wind caressed the eyes of the autumn water.

Crush the smoothie that you miss inch by inch.

I asked Shenxin if he had touched the red rope of the old moon.

I asked the fairy if he had fallen into the mortal world and broken his noble wings.

The thoughts of the girl on the Ice God Mountain carry the sorrow that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl cannot be cut for thousands of years.

Thoughts, like grudges.

Thoughts, as if concerned.

The girl Magpie Bridge on the ice god listens to the sweet wishes of mortals under the grape trellises.

…………

…………

With an ancient style of longing songs, the unique melody charm is endlessly evocative.

Bewitching.

At this moment, it was as if a picture appeared in everyone's mind:

In the starry sky, an ice god mountain, a girl on the mountain quietly ran to the magpie bridge, her smart eyes were full of longing, full of envy listening to the men and women who told their feelings under the grape trellis.

Before the moon before the flower, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

"Although it is the hundredth time I have listened to [The Thoughts of the Girl on the Ice God Mountain] today, it is still intoxicating, yearning, and confusing to hear the goddess perform this song from ......the scene."

"I was conquered by this song by Shui Ningyun."

When the singing stopped, and the melody had not disappeared, countless voices of intoxicated praise rose one after another around the stage.

"What's special, I can't help but think of my father in the sky, I don't know if he eavesdropped on me and my daughter-in-law on the Magpie Bridge." A big man wiped it with tears streaming down his face.

“…………”

In an instant, everyone around him was speechless and choked at the same time, and the beautiful artistic conception originally created in his heart disappeared with the words of this big man.

"Damn, such a divine fairy has become your father in your fantasy!"

If it weren't for the crying that Dahan was so devotion to, it seemed that he was really sad, I am afraid that someone would have wanted to beat him up in the first place.

Applause exploded like thunder!

For a long time.

"To everyone, the thoughts of the girl on the Ice God Mountain." Shui Ningyun's eyes still couldn't help but look at the empty position, and deep in his heart, he sighed softly.

The concert continues......

In a hotel far away in Kunming, in one of the rooms, there was also a girl's heart, beating violently, like a deer crashing, and her heart was in turmoil.

Ye Sang sometimes sat on the bed, sometimes stood up, biting his red lips tightly.

Watch the minutes tick by.

"Should I go?"

Ye Sang didn't know how many times he had asked himself this question, and the redness on his cheeks couldn't fade.

However, I was always unsure of my decision to make a choice.

"I'm not ready." Ye Sang stood in front of the mirror, gently took off his clothes, turned sideways slightly, on his back, the whiplash was still clearly visible, covered with turquoise herbs, it looked like a piece of crystal clear jasper, there was a faint flaw.

"It's not the perfect me."

Ye Sang muttered to himself softly, looked at the whip on his back, and after a moment, he turned around and lay down on the bed, directly covering his head with the quilt, "Forget it, don't think about it anymore." ”

After being quiet for a moment, Ye Sang couldn't help but sit up again, hesitated, and said to himself, "But, if I don't go over, he ...... Will you be unhappy? ”