Yu Minghui looked at the side face in front of him, and the colorful lights reflected his focused look, which looked mysterious and charming.

I can't help but think of a sentence: serious men are the most charming.

I was stunned.

"Got it?" Duan Pengyu turned his head and asked.

"yes, I see." Yu Minghui replied a little panicked, and then lowered her head.

"Whew~" exhaled softly.

Ah! It's so dangerous, I was almost caught peeking.

"Yu Minghui, you play for a while, I'll come over for a while, Xiao Duan, help take care of it......" Zhao Xing finished speaking and left, leaving Yu Minghui in the wind with a sluggish face.

I really want to sing a song:... You're coming back... I can't bear it alone...

"Come... Brother, I'll sing you a few songs, and I promise you that you want to come next time," Duan Pengyu said with some ostentation.

No, I don't want to...

A sad melody came, accompanied by his deliberately hoarse voice.

So long, so long.

Where are you?

So far, so far.

How to find it?

I don't deserve to be happy.

Watching others have happy families.

Am I not deserving of attention.

Watch others in pairs.

Where are you?

I can't find it...

Where is she?

I can't find it...

Yu Minghui's heart was slightly lost.

Does this song express his feelings, otherwise how could he sing it so emotionally?

Is it really like what the song says: he is a person whose family is unhappy and unloved, and he has been lonely until now?

I really want to go over and hug him.

He looped this song several times and sang it all the time.

After a while, it seemed that I realized that there was someone next to me.

"Ahh Excuse me! Singing too devotedly," he smiled apologetically.

Yu Minghui didn't miss the flicker of loss and sadness in his eyes.

But she didn't say anything, after all, it was not appropriate to ask anything for the first time.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay if you're happy" Yu Minghui smiled.

"Xiao Yu'er, do you want to sing a few songs? Brother will give you some songs."

Yu Minghui just wanted to take back the sympathy she had just had.

Angry... Xiao Yu'er called her again, and she was her brother again.

"Don't call me Xiao Yu'er, and don't call yourself brother, you're younger than me, good! Call sister"

"Oh~?" The man smiled dangerously.

"Sister~" The tail note was long, with a little coquettish tone, and she threw a wink.

Yu Minghui trembled from head to toe, and goosebumps fell countless times.

Going to die? I'm going to die! It's just spicy to the eyes.

Yu Minghui, who reacted, immediately said, "Ah, that~ I'll go find Zhao Xing." ”

hurriedly opened the door and left, and Duan Pengyu's laughter came from behind him.

Zhao Xing was skewering the mutton, and when he saw Yu Minghui coming down, he asked, "Why don't you play for a while?" You don't have a class today. ”

"Well, I don't know how to sing, so I won't sing."

Yu Minghui looked at what he was wearing and asked, "Do you want to help?" ”

"Okay! It's not that difficult, just be careful not to prick your hands. ”

Zhao Xing paused and said: "You don't know that I wore this thing and pierced my hands several times, but now I can't pierce it when I'm proficient, you must be careful." ”

Zhao Xing said a little worriedly, and he didn't forget the work at hand.

"Well, I'll pay attention, so I don't want to bloom all over my hands."

"What about Xiao Duan, why didn't he come down with you?"

"There's probably something wrong with him, I don't know."

Yu Minghui went to wash her hands and sat down to wear meat skewers.

The two chatted while working, and after a while they wore a large bundle of lamb skewers.