Han Jing thoughtfully took out the handwritten lyrics to Zhang Yichi, and then sang them with Zhang Yichi.

"Tsk, you're singing a little out of tune." Han Jing said with a frown.

"Didn't you?" Zhang Yichi never felt that his singing was out of tune.

"But it's not too bad, I'll take you to sing a few more times, and it shouldn't be a big problem to correct it." Han Jing took Zhang Yichi to sing again, correcting some mistakes during the process, "It's much better this way." ”

Zhang Yichi asked a question: "If you go out to sing, you should prepare a few more songs, right?" Do you have any other originals? ”

"Uh......" Han Jing was a little embarrassed, "Yes, yes, but I don't think the work is too mature, so don't use it." ”

"That'...... Do you have the Katyusha song here? ”

"Huh?" Han Jing was a little surprised, "Do you mean that 'Katyusha is standing on the handsome shore'?" ”

Zhang Yichi was also a little surprised: "Is there really one?" Is there a Jay Chou song? ”

"Huh?" Han Jing stood up at one point, "Do you still know Jay Chou?!" Jay Chou's songs are all popular in the sky?! ”

"Really?" Zhang Yichi laughed.

"Yes, but his songs are a little difficult, can you sing them?" Han Jing looked at Zhang Yichi with some suspicion.

Zhang Yichi thought for a while: "You can sing it in a simple way." ”

"Shall we try it then?"

"Then you can play the blue and white porcelain."

"Okay, I'll look for the score......"

……

The two sang songs for a while, during which they became more and more familiar, and Han Jing pointed out some things that Zhang Yichi sang incorrectly.

The mouth was dry, and the two took an intermission.

"Aren't you going to school?" Zhang Yichi took a sip of the juice that Han Jing handed him.

"It's Saturday, I feel like we can try it out in the nearby plaza next Friday night." Accompanied by someone, Han Jing was much bolder, and with the cooperation just now, he was now eager to try.

"Okay, there's some time to prepare." Zhang Yichi has no opinion.

Han Jing imagined the scene of singing next Friday: "There will be a lot of people around, I will definitely take pictures or something, I have to buy a handsome dress......"

Zhang Yichi looked at Han Jing's longing for the future, and didn't know when to tell him that he was terminally ill.

He felt that Han Jing had the right to know, and it was also necessary to inform him in advance. If he waits until he realizes it, it is very likely that he will not be able to accept it and collapse directly. Zhang Yichi needs to give him a little buffer time, and he also needs a proper opportunity.

"Can you teach me how to play the guitar?" Zhang Yichi said.

"What? Are you also interested? Don't you think it's cool to play the guitar? Han Jing asked.

"yes, you can teach me to play your original song." Zhang Yichi said with a smile.

Han Jing readily agreed: "Watching others cover their own songs is also a very rewarding thing, haha." Come, sit down, I'll teach you. ”

Zhang Yichi sat down, and Han Jing handed the piano to him: "See if there is a recess in the guitar, put your legs there, well, yes, that's it, the body of the piano should be perpendicular to your body as much as possible." Don't worry about how to press your left hand, I'll teach you the basics of your right hand......"

Zhang Yichi followed Han Jing's guidance and carefully plucked the strings with his right hand.

"Yes, that's it, one, two, three, four, five, six, these strings, the thumb down to the top three, the index finger, the middle finger, and the ring finger to hook the bottom three respectively......" Han Jing was interested.

Teaching someone from the 'divine realm' to play the guitar was an amazing experience for him.

Although playing the guitar is an instrument that is easy to get started and difficult to learn in depth, it is not something that can be entered in an afternoon. After Han Jingyi's teaching in the afternoon, Zhang Yichi's right hand can almost play 53231323 smoothly.

In the end, when the fingers grinded the skin, Han Jing asked Zhang Yichi to stop today's practice.

Zhang Yichi eased his hand and looked at the sky outside: "Let's go, take you out to buy a birthday cake." ”

"Take me out, do you know the surroundings?"

“…… Okay, you take me out and I'll buy you a birthday cake. Zhang Yichi changed his wording.

"Okay, let's go!" Han Jing picked it up and took Zhang Yichi out of the door.

Walking on the road, Han Jing asked Zhang Yichi to maintain an indifferent face and follow behind his right. Zhang Yichi had no choice but to satisfy Han Jing's second illness and follow him.

Han Jing walked a few steps and had to look back at Zhang Yichi, but then he was really not used to this, so he asked Zhang Yichi to walk side by side with him.

The two went to the nearest cake shop, Han Jing was dazzled by the various cakes in the window, and he didn't know which one to choose.

After the cake was ready, the two returned home.

Han Jing excitedly ordered takeout and bought some delicious food and beer.

"You're still drinking?" Zhang Yichi asked.

"I'm an adult after today, why can't I drink?" Han Jing looked very embarrassed, and it seemed that he knew that Zhang Yichi would ask like this, so he was ready to give an impeccable explanation.

After everything arrived, Han Jing solemnly put the things on the table, inserted eight candles on his birthday cake, and Zhang Yichi lit them for him.

The lights in the room had been turned off, and the candlelight reflected Han Jing's solemn face.

"I wish you ...... I wish you a happy birthday~" Zhang Yichi felt a little embarrassed, but still sang a birthday song to Han Jing, "I wish you a happy birthday......"

"You're out of tune." Han Jing pointed out.

Zhang Yichi kept his mouth shut.

"It's time to blow out the candles, right?" Han Jing asked.

"You haven't made a wish yet."

"I already promised it at noon, and then you didn't pop out of nowhere?"

Zhang Yichi didn't accept the word 'jump': "The one at noon doesn't count, now I officially make a wish." ”

“…… Yes. Han Jing looked at the candlelight, clasped his hands crossed, closed his eyes, and made a wish.

Soon, Han Jing opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled violently, blowing out the eight candles in one go.

"Good sign." Zhang Yichi said.

"Alright, let's eat. Tell me beforehand, don't smear the cake. Han Jing began to cut the cake.

Zhang Yichi didn't plan to wipe the cake, but he didn't explain anything.

After Han Jing cut the cake, the two of them started eating. Zhang Yichi simply ate some, Han Jing gobbled it up and was satisfied, and finally his mouth was full of cream, and he smiled at Zhang Yichi and said, "Actually, the cake is quite delicious." ”

Zhang Yichi looked at Han Jing and chuckled again.

"Thank you Zhang Yichi, I am very satisfied with this birthday." Han Jing drank half a bottle of beer and thanked Zhang Yichi.

"It's okay, I didn't do anything." Zhang Yichi saw that Han Jing's face was already red, and guessed that this person who hadn't drunk much was already drunk.

"It feels like a dream...... The game hasn't been played today...... Forget it...... Go to sleep......" Han Jing staggered to the side of the bed and fell asleep on it.

Zhang Yichi sat at the table and was silent for a long time, then got up to clean up his things.