Yunxin Pond is in a small alley outside the Changhe Gate.

If Lin Ming wanted to go home, he would first have to go through the Changhe Gate, and then walk home in the direction of Yunzhong Avenue or City No. 1 Middle School. Along the way, except for the one or two kilometers away from home, which will be a little remote, it is a lively and prosperous area.

At 12 o'clock, it was just the beginning of the nightlife. There is a bar street on Xizhong Road nearby, and there is also a snack street in Liushupi, where people come and go, and the traffic is quite lively.

Lin Ming held an umbrella and carried Liu He's guitar on his back. When he left the bar, the guitar was at Lin Ming's feet, and he put it on his back. As a result, Liu He left in a hurry just now, and Lin Ming forgot to return it to him. It was for him to carry it hard, but fortunately it was not a violin case, it was not heavy, and it was only seven or eight pounds.

The two walked under the dim street lamp and walked in the direction of home in the rain. The other direction of Changhemen is the pedestrian street, which is not far from the place where Lin Ming made up for classes, and you can still see the commercial street standing in the rain from a distance, even at 12 o'clock in the night, there are still people shuttling inside.

In particular, the video game mall in the pedestrian street is generally open until two or three o'clock. The country's most famous entertainment capital, even more than a decade ago in 2002, still maintained its youth and vitality.

Young people come in groups or pairs, showing the charm and vitality of the city.

In the square outside the Changhe Gate, there are young singers singing in the rain.

People walked around, and no one stopped in front of him.

He sang.

I kiss you goodbye, in the night of madness.

My heart, waiting to meet sorrow.

Wanting to give you a miss is like a kite with a broken string.

An Ran said: "It's not good. ”

Lin Ming listened to it and said, "I think it's okay." ”

"But I don't like it."

An Ran shook his head: "This song is too sad, it's about a lovelorn song, but I'm in love." ”

Her little face was slightly red, and her eyes seemed to be handing over love words, looking at Lin Ming.

Lin Ming's heart seemed to be hooked by some kind of throbbing, he smiled slightly, and said, "Then I'll sing it to you?" ”

"Well, I like to hear you sing the most."

Enron was happy.

Lin Ming touched his body, there were two hundred-yuan bills, which were all the property on his body. He came to the young singer and put the money in a case covered with an umbrella.

The singer said gratefully, "Thank you." ”

Lin Ming asked, "Can I sing a song with your device?" ”

The singer looked at the 200 yuan that Lin Ming had invested, and then looked at An Ran, who was looking forward to it in the rain, and he had a number in his heart. He gave him the microphone directly and asked him enthusiastically if he needed to accompany him.

Lin Ming smiled and pointed to his guitar, indicating that he could play the guitar.

But his is a folk guitar, not an electric guitar. Only electric guitars can be plugged into speakers, so you still have to borrow the singer's electric guitar.

The singer gave him the guitar and stood aside.

A light rain poured down, wetting Lin Ming's hair.

An Ran held an umbrella and stood in the rain, she wanted to come over and hold an umbrella for Lin Ming, Lin Ming smiled and said, Just stand there and watch, it's just a little rain.

He gently adjusted it a few times, and it felt like it was fine.

Young singers play and sing in the rain all the time, which is actually very bad, because it will make the guitar moldy and rusty, which will affect the sound quality.

But if you want to say yes, it does.

Many singers have open-air concerts, and suddenly it rains, and they still play and sing, as long as they use a hair dryer to dry their guitars afterwards.

Lin Ming plucked the strings gently, he only had two audiences, but he felt very happy, just like what he said in the spring, even if he sang a ballad that no one cared about, it made people feel that everything was not so bad.

The rain ran down the ends of his hair, and he sang softly.

You accompany me into the cicada summer.

Get past the hustle and bustle of the city.

The song is still wandering.

Your pomegranate eyes.

I don't see your tenderness.

Lost laughter among flowers.

The years cannot stand.

Waiting for the clouds.

He gently taps the guitar plank with a clattering sound, which is accompanied by a melodious harmony.

His singing voice was heard far away outside the Nagawa Gate through the speaker, and the speaker had some electrical sound, but it didn't prevent the song from sounding good. Many people heard this beautiful song and began to stop, especially many little girls, standing around him, besieging the city, chattering and whispering something.

"He's so handsome."

"The song is also sung beautifully, whose song is this, why haven't I heard it before."

"I don't know."

"Could it be that he wrote it himself?"

"Handsome and talented, I'm going to go to him and ask for contact information."

Many little girls had stars in their eyes and said disturbedly. The onlookers also felt that this singer was very unusual, a song that had never been heard before, a wandering singer who had never seen before.

Lin Ming was immersed in his own world, not asking about things outside the window, listening to the rain quietly, and singing quietly.

I really miss you.

In every rainy season.

You choose to forget.

It's the one I don't want to give up.

Paper is short and long.

There are not too many ripples in the road.

My story is all about you.

Lin Ming looked at An Ran with his eyes as he sang, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a sunny smile.

He tapped with one hand and pointed at An Ran with the other, and sang affectionately.

How could I fall in love with you.

And decided to go home with you.

Giving up all of me, my everything, doesn't matter.

Paper is short and long.

I couldn't finish the lawsuit, and I was young at the time.

My story is still about you.

He changed the lyrics of her to you. Pointing at Enron, the onlookers at the scene shouted and looked at Enron.

It turned out that the singer was not wandering, nor was he performing.

Instead, he has a home in his heart.

But An Ran was standing not far in front of Lin Ming with an umbrella alone, and they could only see a beautiful back. A lot of people say, it's romantic. If there is a handsome young man who sings love songs for himself in the rain, he will definitely marry him.

There were also some boys who whistled, shouted loudly, and applauded.

The piano box where the money was put was placed at Enron's feet, and some people took the opportunity to put the money to secretly get a glimpse of Enron's beautiful face. So they were stunned for a moment when they saw the scene. Then smile and send out sincere wishes, this is a beautiful girl, beautiful like an elf, really good-looking.

No wonder there is such a good boy singing for her in the rain, because she is also very good.

The paper is short and the love is really short, and in a moment, Lin Ming sang to the end. An Ran held an umbrella, came to his side, took out a tissue to wipe his face, and laughed. She said, now that you have become a soup chicken, aren't you afraid of going back to catch a cold?

Lin Ming said, don't be afraid, because you can warm me.

Fool.

An Ran said, you are my dependence, if you are sick, who can warm me?

Lin Ming listened emotionally, his eyes looked at An Ran, and the two looked at each other speechlessly.

In the rain.

Under the street lights.

They stood facing each other.

Some people can't help but shout, kiss one, kiss one.

As soon as one person began, there were more onlookers shouting loudly. For beauty and romance, people always have the courage to be set off by green leaves. The beauty of adults is also one of the good qualities of people.

Lin Ming squirmed his mouth and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

An Ran's face was slightly red, but he stubbornly looked into his eyes. No more shyness, no more confusion.

They just looked at each other silently.

One second, two seconds.

More than ten seconds later, Lin Ming suddenly pecked An Ran's face.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

The crowd cheered, as if they were happier to see Lin Ming kissing An Ran than kissing his lover.

An Ran looked at him stunned, and then laughed: "You just have this bit of courage? ”

Before she could speak, Lin Ming blocked her mouth.

"Oooo ~~" The crowd erupted in cheers that were ten times more enthusiastic than just now, and more people applauded. They admired Lin Ming's courage and offered their sincere blessings for this beautiful love.

This French wet kiss lasted for more than ten seconds, Lin Ming's tongue swirled flexibly in An Ran's mouth, and An Ran clumsily kept trying to push Lin Ming's tongue out like a duckling, and wanted to close his teeth and mouth tightly. But he was so afraid that he bit Lin Ming's tongue, so the two were entangled like this for a while before Lin Ming was pushed away by An Ran.

An Ran wiped Lin Ming's saliva from his mouth, pinched Lin Ming's arm fiercely, and said viciously: "Say, why are you so skilled in kissing, have you practiced with others?" ”

She didn't care that her first kiss was taken away by Lin Ming, but she cared why Lin Ming's kissing skills were so good.

Lin Ming pinched her Qiong's nose and said with a smile: "I practiced with you in my dream." ”

"Hmph."

An Ran snorted coldly and said, "I don't believe it." ”

"Really." Lin Ming swore a curse: "I swear, it was my first kiss just now." ”

He really didn't lie, in this life, his first kiss was given to An Ran.

An Ran stared at him with big eyes and tilted his head, as if he was thinking about whether what he said was true or not. After a few seconds, a bright smile suddenly appeared on her face and she said, "Then believe you." ”

Lin Ming wanted to hug her, but his body was wet, so he hesitated.

An Ran threw himself into his arms and muttered, "Fool, I like you." ”

"I like you too." Lin Ming hugged her back, feeling the heat and fragrance on An Ran's body, and he was only moved in his heart.

People watched as they embraced each other in the rain and silently applauded again.

After a long while, Lin Ming let go of his hand, he bowed to the microphone and said, "Thank you." ”

If it weren't for these lovely people being so foiled, they wouldn't be so romantic.

"If you want to really thank us, let's do another one."

A little girl who said she wanted to find Lin Ming for contact information shouted loudly: "Everyone said yes." ”

"Yes!"

People cheered, "One more, one more." ”

An Ran's little face was as red as a little apple, she snatched the microphone from Lin Ming's hand and said, "This time, can I sing?" ”

"Good!"

Everyone said yes.

Lin Ming glanced at her, and she whispered something in his ear.

Lin Ming nodded and began to accompany her.

The melodious prelude sounded, and some people keenly noticed that this song was different from the tune of the song just now.

It's a brand new song again.

People pricked up their ears, and as it became more lively, more people came and went.

People held umbrellas and spontaneously gathered them in the center of the circle, except for the original young singer, everyone else was five meters away from them, and just watched them quietly.

An Ran closed his eyes, held an umbrella in one hand, held the microphone in the other, and sang slowly.

If it is said.

You are the fireworks of the sea.

I am the bubble of the waves.

At some point, your light illuminates me.

If it is said.

You are a distant galaxy.

It's so dazzling that it makes you want to cry.

An Ran looked at Lin Ming, with an affectionate look in his eyes, and sang: "I am chasing your eyes, always looking at the night sky when I am lonely. ”

Lin Ming.

Do you know that you are like a beam of light that suddenly broke into my life.

You are my sun, which illuminates my whole world.

Thank you for bringing me so much beauty and touching, and thank you for being the most important person in my life.

I can follow you.

Like a shadow sleepwalking after the light.

I could wait at this intersection.

It doesn't matter if you pass by or not.

I'm willing to look up at your back and just be safe behind you.

Willing too.

This life belongs only to you.

Holding the hand of the son, never abandon it.

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