Jiang Xiqian didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he turned around and left without a heart, and waved his hand with his back to Chu Heng, "Goodbye, it's better never to see you again!" ”

Chu Heng stared at her slender back.

He couldn't believe that Jiang Xiqian was so dedicated and affectionate to him before, she could say so freely that she didn't love it!

Jiang Rufei stood behind Chu Heng with a smile on her face, but the smile was more ugly than crying.

In fact, since Chu Heng called Jiang Xiqian, she has been standing there, but there is a tree blocking her, she doesn't want to be discovered!

The person who was dumped was obviously Jiang Xiqian, why did it seem that the person who couldn't let go was her brother Chu Heng?

Jiang Rufei's heart hurt a little, but more hate!

She had a crush on Chu Heng for many years, and finally got his hands on him.

She thought that in this battle for love, she won the beauty and won completely!

Unexpectedly, as soon as that slut appeared, she would be able to stir up her good mood in minutes!

That slut, who wants to catch this trick and play it well, is the one who was sent to the wolf's den, and he still wants Brother Chu Heng to miss her!

is still carrying that broken guitar and pretending to be literary and artistic, scheming, shameless!

Obviously, Jiang Rufei didn't know about Jiang Xiqian's break with Jiang Yunhai.

"Brother Chu Heng, what are you looking at here?" Jiang Rufei pretended to be happy and jumped behind Chu Heng and patted him on the shoulder.

"Nothing." Chu Heng's voice was very faint, and then, as if looking for comfort, he hugged Jiang Rufei tightly, "Rufei, you won't leave me, right?" ”

Jiang Rufei rubbed Chu Heng with a towering place, and her voice was so delicate that water could drip out, "Brother Chu Heng, I love you so much, how could I leave you?" ”

Chu Heng's young body was stunned by this rubbing, and he raised his hand and touched Jiang Rufei's heart.

Jiang Rufei twisted and exhaled Rulan's words,

"Brother Chu Heng, this is on the side of the road, it's not good to be seen, we... Let's go to the car, okay? ”

"Okay." Chu Heng nodded with satisfaction, and only then did he find the feeling of landing.

Jiang Rufei's passionate body can carry his youth that has nowhere to place, which Jiang Xiqian can't give!

Jiang Xiqian wandered aimlessly on the street with a guitar on her back, she came out of Jiang's house as quickly as she could, she didn't even bring her wallet, and she forgot to take her mobile phone.

As it got late, the first question she faced was where to spend the night tonight.

It's not that she doesn't have no friends in Cloud City, but at this time, she doesn't want to see anyone.

I don't want to expose my bloody scars to others, so as not to disgust others and not cure myself.

Jiang Xiqian sat on the steps of a square in the center of the city, watching the pigeons flying, watching the family happy, and watching the impromptu performances of the street boys like blood under the sun.

A group of half-sized guys were dancing hip-hop, and from time to time some people cheered and danced to the highlights, and some people paid for them to put in their reserved hats.

Jiang Xi touched the guitar left by her mother, and then glanced at the high platform in the center of the square, which seemed to have held some event not long ago, and the microphone rack on it had not had time to be dismantled.

Jiang Xiqian's heart moved, perhaps, she could rely on this guitar to earn tonight's accommodation fee?

Excited to act, she quickly walked up to the high platform with her guitar, set up the microphone, and after testing the microphone, she shouted to the people coming and going in the square,

"Little brothers and sisters, little brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, little women are in trouble today, and they have no money to stay.

If you think it's not bad, you can listen to it, you have walked by and heard, those who have money have a money field, and those who have no money have a personal field, thank you! ”

Jiang Xiqian's shout immediately attracted everyone to watch.

Hey, this girl is not only beautiful, but she also has a good mouth, looking at the way she holds the guitar, the typhoon is also quite right!

Jiang Xiqian bowed deeply to the audience, plucked the strings a few times, and then went straight to the topic and began to play and sing.

The melodious and quiet guitar sound sounded, and the originally noisy scene instantly quieted down.

She played and sang an American country ballad.

Under the sunset, the girl's shallow chant and low singing seemed to tell a relaxed and comfortable past, and revealed the unique sadness in the memory.

In the clear voice, there is a unique hoarse and lazy, light and shallow, but breathtaking.

The evening breeze ruffled her long hair, lingering and scattering between her lips, and her fingertips, slender and white like shallots, jumped back and forth like elves on wood-colored strings.

She stood there quietly singing against the light, merging with the sunset.

The whole world is quiet with her.

All that's left is the singing that hovers over the square, leading everyone to have a beautiful old dream of yesterday...

Not far away, a black phantom drove slowly.

The man's eyes were as deep as the sea, tightly locking the girl who was shining like a star on the high platform.