Ling Li slowly walked to the balcony, looking at the night scene with flickering lights, humming "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold", intermittently, the more she sang, the more she condensed, almost the kind that was about to cry, whenever she thought of Hua Yi Cold, she would listen to this song, just because there was his name in it:

"The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and broke ...... World

Dreams are cold and tossing and turning...... How many love debts are there?

If you acquiesce, life and death wither, etc.,

Waiting for the rings of the year.

Whose soul was broken by the broken layers of the Futu Tower,

The pain went straight to the mountain gate where a broken lamp collapsed.

Let me wait a little longer, history turns,

and so on...... Waiting for you to play a piece of guzheng.

The rain is heavy, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep.

I've heard that you've always ...... Alone.

The mottled gates, entrenched in the roots of old trees,

The stone slabs reverberate with ...... Wait a little longer.

The rain is heavy, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep.

I have heard that you are still guarding the lonely city.

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village,

Fate...... Landing down is ...... We......

Listen to the laughter of youth...... The envy of many,

The annals of history are gentle...... It's too hard to refuse to write.

Firework...... Easy...... Cold ......"

When Ling Li sang Hua Yileng's name, she couldn't sing anymore, and sobbed a little, when someone suddenly hugged her from behind and hugged her tightly. Who is it? It feels so familiar. She struggled for a moment, turned her head to confirm, and the other party suddenly held her left cheek, and the next second, a gentle kiss followed. Since he had the light on his back, he couldn't see his face clearly, but she felt that she had been told the identity of the other party, and she closed her eyes.

In fact, Hua Yileng didn't leave, she kept standing on the railing, but it was dark outside the balcony, and she didn't find herself, what she just said, he heard it all, but his heart was still entangled. Especially when I heard her sing, was she singing? Singing while crying, he was inexplicably sad to hear.

It's like a century has passed......

Hua Yileng let go of her and said, "Aren't you afraid of kissing the wrong person?" What if the person standing behind you just now wasn't me, but that Jay Chou? ”

"That's better!"

"What do you say?! Look for death, you! He clenched his itchy fist, a rush of anger rising in his chest.

"Don't be angry." Ling Li hurriedly said, "Just now, I knew that person was you, and your kiss was different from others. ”

"Different? How do you know it's different from others? Do you often kiss other men besides me?! Except for knowing that Guo Wei's kid had kissed her secretly, he didn't know about anyone else.

"You're here again, you must have been Cao Cao in your last life."

"Cao Cao? I know him, he was an outstanding politician, military strategist, writer, and calligrapher in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. The founder of the Cao Wei regime in the Three Kingdoms, he is also proficient in the art of war and good at poetry, do you want to say that I am as talented as him? ”

Ling Li walked into the room, Hua Yileng also followed her, she said disapprerovingly: "Talent has not been inherited, but the bad problem of being suspicious by nature has been passed on to him." ”

"You...... How dare you sarcastically mock me?! "His face was full of black lines, and he looked like a cannibal.

"Just tell the truth." Indeed, Hua Yileng's suspicious problem didn't know how many tons of tears she had provoked!

"If you don't have so many men around you, will I doubt you?"

"Are you the only man in the world?" She asked rhetorically.

"......" he was speechless, men and women in this world are directly proportional, unless he kills all the men in the world.

"What's wrong?" Ling Li became nervous when she saw him silent, did she say the wrong thing?