When I woke up, it was already four o'clock. Washed up briefly, and picked up An Wan from Yunxi Primary School as usual. After the meal, I didn't see Bai Qiuling come back, and the pigeons that said they were good didn't fly back. I hastily ate dinner, and supervised An Wan until ten o'clock, and coaxed Xiao Bu to sleep.

An Yushuo sat in the corner of the living room and boarded the Douyin live broadcast room. There has been no live broadcast for more than ten days, and the popularity has dropped a little after fermentation, although the broadcast volume of "Gentleman" is still high.

Just opened the live broadcast room, the popularity is 2000, it seems that it should be the backstage drainage of Douyin. No one has contacted him these days, and this drainage should be spontaneous, although it may be that the other party is just thinking about profits, but he will still remember this send-off.

An Yushuo first sang the classic "Gentleman", and then came to the song "It's a pity it's not you", and the popularity has soared to 5,000.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss me? …… Well, an album? I can't afford to rent a recording studio. Why don't you support it? ”

"Ding, 'Wang Dashao' gave a reward of 100,000 yuan."

"Well, this, in fact, this big guy can give it to me privately, and the platform has a share." An Yushuo's face in the camera was full of embarrassment, "I'll just talk about it, don't take it seriously." The song will definitely be recorded later, and it also reminds everyone to reward rationally. Hey, hey, hey, that guy who said how many relationships I've been in love and how much hurt I have suffered to write so heartfelt, how can you smear people's innocence out of thin air? I've only talked about it once, and it's my fault that I'm talented? …… What song to sing today? Guess what. ”

An Yushuo ridiculed two sentences and entered today's topic, "Today's song is a love letter to myself." In the past, I only thought about writing love letters to others, I would be moved by her little care, I would be uncomfortable because of her little unhappiness, I would be jealous for a long time because she was close to her friends, and I would accommodate everywhere because I was worried about losing each other. After a long time, I slowly lost myself in the fantasy of other people's feelings, and now I finally woke up and thought of writing a love letter to myself. A song "Laughing and Forgetting Books" is given to everyone. ”

"If you don't have a candle, you don't have to reluctantly celebrate/If you don't think of the answer, you don't have to look for the question/If there's no way out, then I don't want to take a walk/If there's no one to admire, then I'll continue to be busy......"

The magnetic deep voice flowed slowly, the instrument was still a guitar, and he could play the piano, but he didn't.

"Write a love letter to myself/I was so moved that I didn't cry for a long time/It's a great happiness/Just give this gift/This love letter to yourself/You can care about others"

(Original singer: Faye Wong)

"Only by loving oneself can we have the ability to love others. I hope everyone can love themselves well and take care of themselves. I wish you all a good dream. ”

After getting off the live broadcast room, An Yushuo looked up at the time, it was eleven o'clock.

The night sky was dark tonight, the faint street lamps downstairs seemed so weak, and the air at the end of September was a little stuffy. Not long after, a bolt of lightning pierced the clouds and pierced the inky world. From time to time, deafening thunder roared and roared, intimidating the weak. The tree outside the window shook helplessly. The whole sky looked very depressing, as if it would rain heavily at any time, An Yushuo opened the door and took a look, Bai Qiuling still did not come back.

An Yushuo was a little stunned.

"Oooo He frowned, picked up the mobile phone on the sofa, it was Bai Qiuling calling. clicked back, "What's wrong Qiu Ling?" Are things going well? By the way, do you bring an umbrella? ”

"Hello?" Seeing that there was no sound on the other end of the phone, he asked again.

After waiting for a long time, "I'm sorry, you've had dinner", there was crying in his trembling voice. Before An Yushuo could react, the phone hung up directly.

An Yushuo frowned and dialed it back again. The phone rang a lot before it was connected, "What the hell is going on?" Are you crying? ”

"I'm sorry." I only said this sentence and hung up again, this sentence is sorry, it is already an undisguised cry.

An Yushuo's brows furrowed even deeper. Isn't it just to meet someone? How can this be? She's not going to have an accident, is she?

Bang!

The frequent alternation of lightning in the clouds illuminated An Yushuo's frowning brow. A thunderclap woke up the sleeping beast, and it rained. The bean-sized raindrops violently pounded on the rain on the balcony, and the sliding water fell on the balcony, splashing high.

******

In the distance, a weak figure was curled up in the corner of the flower bed in the park, let the ravages of the rainstorm, the light in her eyes was long gone, and she looked at the crooked grass in front of her a little sloppily, hoping to find a trace of life support from her. Not far away is the café where I saw Zhang Bodong before, where people sheltering from the rain fill a small room, and the orange and red sign at the door of the store is warm and friendly, which looks extremely ironic.

Bai Qiuling bit her lip tightly and hugged herself tightly with both hands, trying to stop the trembling of her body in this way; My eyes were already red and swollen, and I don't know if it was rain or tears that soaked my phone. "I'm sorry......," she repeated.

An Yushuo, who stayed in the apartment, paced back and forth in the living room, unable to calm down. Unconsciously, he had become accustomed to Bai Qiuling's existence and cared about her like a family member; And the military order he just made today is to take care of her. After waiting for a long time and not seeing her come back, An Yushuo decided that he had to ask clearly.

Hang up! Hang up! Hang up! Once, twice, three times, five times, ten times! It seemed that he couldn't bear the indiscriminate bombardment, and the phone was finally connected: "Where are you?!" An Yushuo almost shouted, he was afraid that the other side would hang up.

Bai Qiuling didn't make a sound, and the sound of sobbing could be faintly heard on her mobile phone, as if she was desperately enduring it, but she still couldn't help it, coughing from time to time. The phone was hung up again.

An Yushuo probably knew that she wouldn't answer, so she learned to be obedient, and sent a shared location this time. There are some things that he is not obligated to do, but he does them anyway because his conscience cannot pass. After 30 seconds of suffering, I finally received the shared location information.

Without hesitation, he rushed downstairs without even bringing an umbrella - he was just curious about what it was that could make a singer cry like this. Well, that's how he comforted himself. Quickly run out of the neighborhood and stop a taxi on the side of the road – damn it! Why don't you have a car! An Yushuo urged the driver to hurry towards the central garden.