The people around were a little surprised when they saw Qiao Yiqing agreeing boldly, and they immediately sighed, obviously not very optimistic about her.

Yin Muhan shook Qiao Yiqing's hand and whispered in his ear: "I believe in you!" ”

Enough, with his words of belief, and with his unquestioning support, all this is complete.

Qiao Yiqing never knew that his mood was beginning to be manipulated by him, a little frightened but sweet.

Cang Hanrin also cheered and cheered, with an excited face: "Qingqing, come on, we are your strong backing." ”

Qiao Yiqing smiled speechlessly in the face of the cold trickery, and handed him a reassuring look with some emotion.

Cang Han Rin was flattered in an instant, and he couldn't find the north happily.

Ling Ruxuan and the other three women naturally wanted to see the jokes, and looked at Qiao Yiqing with meticulous eyes.

The woman on the other side was already ready, cleared her throat, and sang in her chest-

"Brother, you want to leave--little sister's land is really hard to stay--There are a few infatuated words, brother, you remember in your heart-you walk on the big road, don't take the small road-there are many people on the road-take flowers to relieve sorrows-brother, brother, you want to leave, little sister will send you away-hand holding that brother's hand-sister, I have long tears--walking you take the big road-don't take the small road-there are many people on the big road-take flowers to relieve sorrows-brother, you want to leave--little sister sends you away-holding the brother's hand-sister, I have long tears- Hand in hand with my brother—sister, I'm in tears—"

The melodious singing floated across the river, causing layers of heart-warming ripples in everyone's hearts

Mountain songs are like this, there are no flowery rhetoric, but they can best express the deepest feelings and thoughts in people's hearts.

Qiao Yiqing thought, this may be the moving part of the song. True and simple, meaningful -

The people around were indulged in the sad atmosphere created by the woman, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

The woman raised her eyebrows and looked at Qiao Yiqing with some smugness: "It's your turn." ”

Qiao Yiqing glanced at her indifferently, and under the scorching gaze of everyone, she turned to face Yin Muhan, looked into the pair of brown eyes as deep as a secluded pool, her red lips opened lightly, and the ethereal singing gradually spread on the surface of the river-

Your pupils are brown dreams

The eyelashes flutter like wings against the light

I can't see through the black and white whirlpool

May you indulge in the emptiness that you give

In a shallow smile, your tactful brow

Like a crooked moon hooking the starry sky

Silver-haired, like a snow dance in the sky

Apricot blossoms spring rain, warm mountains and soft water

The eyeballs are cursed, faded crystal balls

Hides the pain of three lives in the past life

My love, through time and space

My eyes were wet and hazy

I'd love to stare at you, Brown Eyes

Let my heart be lost in the depths of eternity

But don't dare to gaze, your brown eyes

I am afraid of the hurricane that rolls up, and it is raging like a tsunami

、、、、、、

Qiao Yiqing looked at Yin Muhan affectionately, and the melodious singing voice blew into Yin Muhan's heart like a spring breeze, plucking his heartstrings little by little.

He stared at her, his mind was full of her smiles, the past flashed like fragments, and his heart was filled with emotion and happiness.

Along the way, there were too many entanglements and too many memories between them, and when Qiao Yiqing sang it at this time, her voice was a little choked-

Qiao Yiqing is a heartless and ruthless woman, she will not be hurt if she has been hurt, and she will not love if she has loved someone.

Now, Yin Muhan is like a doctor, healing her injuries and healing her pain.

After hesitating, Qiao Yiqing finally opened her heart and threw herself into his arms.

She was very worried about whether this man was worthy of love, but his brown eyes were always full of determination, giving Qiao Yiqing an unprecedented sense of security and trust.

She also believed in him—

At this time, the people around him were also infected, savoring the meaning of the lyrics and the beauty of this love.

Everyone looked at Qiao Yiqing and Yin Muhan, and there was a thick envy in their eyes-

Qiao Yiqing affectionately stroked Yin Muhan's face, and the song in her mouth continued-

In a shallow smile, your tactful brow

Like a crooked moon hooking the starry sky

Silver-haired, like a meteor in the sky

Apricot blossoms spring rain, warm mountains and soft water

Eyeballs, curses, fading crystal balls

Hides the pain of three lives in the past life

My love, through time and space

My eyes were wet and hazy

I'd love to stare at you, Brown Eyes

Let my heart be lost in the depths of eternity

In your pupils, see, my smile

Wild Pangu, fixed, the trick of fate

I'd love to stare at you, brown eyes

Let my heart be lost in the depths of eternity

But don't dare to gaze, your brown eyes

I am afraid of the hurricane that rolls up, and it is raging like a tsunami

The beautiful lyrics and beautiful style of music make the whole people on the river intoxicated.

When they reached the depths, they began to sobb quietly with tears in their eyes.

Qiao Yiqing's last voice fell, tactful and long, hovering in everyone's ears and even in their hearts for a long time, lingering.

Qiao Yiqing ignored everyone's reactions, her eyes flashed with emotional tears, and she wanted to speak.

Yin Muhan, who has always been cold, also rarely had red eyes, and hugged Qiao Yiqing excitedly, with a deep voice with a hint of hoarseness: "This song, this scene, I will never forget." ”

Qiao Yiqing buried his head in his chest and rubbed it gently: "If you dare to forget, you will die." ”

Yin Muhan just hummed softly, but only he knew that this was a multiple promise.

Qiao Yiqing felt his heart beating, and he was happy to hear such a moving voice with his own ears.

"Han, do you know the way, I have traveled through several worlds, just for you. It wasn't until I met you that I found myself-"

Hearing Qiao Yiqing's serious and affectionate confession, Yin Muhan couldn't help but force herself and hugged her tighter: "I also want to tell you that I didn't become the real me until I met you." ”

The people around them don't understand very well, but the two of them have a heart-to-heart connection, and they know the importance of themselves to each other like a mirror.

Cang Hanlin was also a little moved at this time, looked at Qiao Yiqing's back, and whispered: "How can you forget everything that a peerless woman in red sang while standing on the boat." ”

Touching and affectionate.

Although he didn't sing it to him, he could feel Yin Muhan's emotion and happiness-

He was envious and bitter -

Why did he have to face everything so cruel.

People who shouldn't be remembered are unforgettable, people who shouldn't be tempted are deeply rooted, and people who should have left in a chic way are entangled and stayed.

Thinking of all this, Cang Han's heart throbbed suddenly.

Chu Jingchen's face was not good-looking, his eyes were dimly staring at Qiao Yiqing and Yin Muhan, and he saw that the two of them were like glue, with strong love, and clenched his fists uncomfortably.

What has he never heard of such a loving song?

Why didn't Qiao Yiqing sing when she pursued him before?

Chu Jingchen was angry and hateful.

However, even if Qiao Yiqing sang for him at that time, according to Chu Jingchen's arrogant temperament, he would bark like a dog, making fun of it and insulting it.

At this time, Qiao Yiqing, who had finished entangled with Yin Muhan, had not forgotten the duel, turned her face to look at the sisters opposite, hooked the corners of her mouth, and asked rhetorically: "What do you think of my song?" ”

The author read in pieces: The song sung by Qiao Yiqing was originally called "Brown Pupils", I changed it slightly, you can listen to this song, the artistic conception is still good.