From that day on, as long as Meng Fei was tired of painting, or was in a depressed mood, he would go to Yeweiyang to drink two glasses, and he became good friends with Han Xuan and Han Xue. Meng Fei often comes, and Han Xue often comes. Han Xuan could see that his sister, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, had actually moved the girl's mind, so Meng Fei was really charming.

Han Xuan also joked to his sister: "When will you, the 'boy killer', be 'killed'?" Han Xue, who was usually rude and willful, was not angry, and lowered her head with a blushing face.

Hey, that's weird, the magic of love is to make people perverse. Han Xuan couldn't help but worry, because Meng Fei was not abnormal, which meant that he was not shot by Cupid's magic arrow, which was a bit bad.

He often reminded his sister in private: "Don't blame my brother for not reminding you, don't fall too deep, he has a girlfriend, and I've seen it." Don't say I'm scaring you, look at her appearance and temperament, maybe it's slightly better than you. ”

Han Xue disagreed: "Hmph, I don't have the ambition of others, and I will destroy my own prestige." I have a girlfriend or something. In these years, even men who look like wilted melons have women rushing to ask for them, let alone him. Just his appearance, that talent, if he doesn't have a girlfriend, what's strange? ”

"Hmph," Han Xuan shook his head helplessly: "You can do it yourself, the third party is not so easy to be." ”

"What third party? Aren't they still married? Is that still fair competition? ”

"Even if they're not married, you're called a third party! Sister, sister, I'm here for your good. You are my only relative in the world, my brother doesn't want to end up, it's you who is sad. ”

Han Xue smiled: "Don't worry." Brother, I'm not so immoral, and I'm not so unthinkable. I am not a woman of ancient times, three chastity and nine martyrs. I just want to get a fair chance to compete. I'm not going to use any despicable means, like acting in a TV series. I will only love him, pursue him properly, and give him a chance to meet other girls. If he still chooses his girlfriend then, then I will disappear automatically. Rest assured. Who is your sister? Absolutely affordable to put down. ”

Han Xuan patted his sister's head lovingly: "You! I hope so. If you can really afford to put it down, you can try it. Don't cry and cry and cry to die. ”

"Hey!" Han Xue glared at her brother with white eyes: "Why do you keep looking down on me, is your sister so bad?" Maybe it's his girlfriend who is crying and crying to die. By the way, have you met his girlfriend, what's her name? ”

"Du Xiaomeng."

"Du Xiaomeng? Hey, isn't that romance novel writer Du Xiaomeng? Or is it just the same name and surname? ”

"I don't know. I've only seen it once, but I don't know much about it. But she is really good-looking, very beautiful and temperamental. ”

Han Xue pouted and stopped talking, drinking sullenly, she knew that her brother's vision could make him see that it was definitely not bad.

Han Xuan looked at his sister worriedly, he really didn't want his only sister to fall into the emotional whirlpool, but since she was a child, her sister had been rude and willful, and he knew that once she decided, no one could change it.

After a while, Han Xue suddenly said happily: "Brother, I think the relationship between Meng Fei and his girlfriend must be bad." Otherwise, why did I only see Meng Fei come to our bar alone to drink these days, but I never saw him bring his girlfriend? ”

Han Xuan was stunned for a moment: "Well, yes, I didn't see him bring her, so it shouldn't be." ”

"Moreover, brother, you didn't notice that Meng Fei was always a little excited, borrowing wine to kill his sorrows. Ah, by the way, brother, they must have quarreled, great, then I won't have a chance. Han Xue's eyebrows suddenly fluttered.

Han Xuan sneered: "Just now you said that you want to compete fairly, so you have to take advantage of it so soon?" ”

Han Xuelai coquettishly on her brother's shoulder: "I hate it, talk about your sister like this." With my conditions, can I take advantage of it? It's just that, for me, isn't that the perfect ending? Now, it's their relationship that has problems first, so it's not me who breaks them up. Wouldn't it be better that way? ”

Han Xue shook her head and smiled helplessly: "It's better to be like this, I hope you are happy." ”

On the 16th, Han Xue called early to remind Meng Fei. Meng Fei had really forgotten about it, and Han Xue couldn't help but be angry, but as soon as she heard Meng Fei's magnetic and tender voice, her heart had already softened, and she couldn't get angry. As soon as Meng Fei was reminded, he promised that he would definitely go. Han Xue was naturally not angry but happy.

Meng Fei was still late, and when he and Han Xuan arrived at the gymnasium, the concert had already started half an hour. Two people are seated in the front row. The atmosphere was high, glow sticks were flying around, and the cheers of the fans were wave after wave. On the central stage, the young and beautiful Han Xue was wearing strange costumes and leading a group of dance partners to sing and dance. Strong music, hot dancing, beautiful singing.

Such sensory stimulation is unprecedented. When he was the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, the Southern Ming Dynasty was undecided, and the great cause of reunification was not competitive, so he was only busy fighting, criticizing and folding and dealing with national affairs. In addition to watching the theater and feasting, riding and shooting, the rare entertainment is to indulge in wine. At this time, he was only a twenty-four-year-old young man, who was good at absorbing new things, and after less than ten minutes of appreciation, his emotions could not help but rise, and he smiled happily.

After the hot song and dance, there is a lyrical song. The atmosphere eased up, and everyone quietly listened to Han Xue perform the title song of the new album "That Snow":

That snow

On that day of that year, that night of independent supper

Drifted into the wall, into the window, into the heart

The dark fragrance fills the sleeves

Heavy snow is full of light fur

The snow is gone, and the horses' hooves are whispering

When will I be able to see you

Boiled wine in a red oven

Just waiting for you to have a drink

That snow

Drifted into the wall, into the window, into the heart

The noodles are cold, and the thoughts are sealed, and the hearts are full of thoughts

The road turns and you can't see you

Tears in the snow

The courtyard is full of flowers

I will remember this for a long time

It doesn't matter what the autumn is and what happens

"I have been thinking about this for a long time, who cares about the autumn and the autumn?" Meng Fei silently recited this sentence, his heart turned a thousand times, he was in the final melody of the song, in the applause of the mountains and seas around him, thinking about the little dream alone. Little dream, where are you? His heart ached faintly, and the joy he had just felt had long since disappeared.

Han Xue, who performed stage, has been paying attention to the two empty seats under the stage since the opening. From Meng Fei's late arrival, to Meng Fei's arrival, to Meng Fei's happiness, and at this time, Meng Fei's inexplicable loss all fell into her eyes. Her mood also fluctuated from the initial loss, to happiness, to pride, and then to the confusion at this time.

However, Han Xue is still a very dedicated singer after all, her emotional ups and downs are in her heart, and on the surface, she sings and dances without any mistakes.

During the short break in the intermission, she sent a text message to Meng Fei and Han Xuan at the same time, asking them to be sure to wait for her after the concert.