Chapter 86

　Luo Wenqiang was sitting by the window. After finishing his coffee, he saw two familiar figures walking across the street.

　　Xie Yu walked in front, wearing a dark gray scarf around his neck, leaving only half of his face exposed.

　　The two held hands quite naturally, intertwining their fingers. When they got closer, Xie Yu stopped and lowered his head to signal He Chao to let go.

　　"Have you had enough?"

　　"..."

　　No. Not enough.

　　He Chao didn't even notice where he was going. He was only thinking about the person next to him. Hearing this sentence, he saw the words "Coffee House" in front of him. He coughed lightly and whispered that this street is too damned. Short.

　　In the coffee house.

　　Someone checked their cell phones for a while and felt bored. They raised their heads and wanted to look outside, muttering: "Where's Brother Chao? He said he hasn't picked up anyone yet..."

　　Luo Wenqiang trembled, fearing that he would see something he shouldn't. Yes, he quickly pressed the classmate's head and forced him back. He had nothing to say, "Fu Pei, you see the weather is nice today. Let's talk about our ideals in life."

　　"Luo Wenqiang, you are sick. Ah! "

　　A total of ten people came to this party. Most of them had their own plans for the winter vacation, and many of them were not in the city. After dinner, we planned to go to the nearby KTV to sing a song. The group of people booked a private room with the dream of being a "god of songs" in mind.

　　Xie Yu rarely went to such noisy places. As soon as he walked into the hall, he heard howling and howling around him. The door of a private room was not closed tightly. A middle-aged man sang at the top of his lungs with an old smoker's voice.

　　The price of this song city is moderate and the business is pretty good.

　　The front desk clerk was typing orders on the computer and couldn't help but look up at the group of students. They must be of high school age. The girls simply wore ponytails and heavy down jackets, while the boys gathered in a group and made noise with each other.

　　He Chao put his arms around Xie Yu's shoulders from behind, as if holding him in his arms. He came closer and asked, "Lao Xie, will you sing a song later?"

　　"Come on."

　　"Sing."

　　He Chao didn't think much about it, he went through the recent popular song list in his mind, and then picked out a popular song that everyone should have heard: "Can you sing 'I Love You'? This song is very popular recently."

　　Xie Yu tilted his head back slightly while speaking, and asked again: "What song?"

　　He Chaozheng wanted to repeat. Come here, I think this person definitely did it on purpose. He lowered his head, burying his face in the crook of Xie Yu's neck, and whispered: "...Kid, you are naughty."

　　The singing skills of the students in Class 3 were almost demonstrated on the bus during the last autumn outing, but At that time, speakers were used, and their impact was not as powerful as a microphone. Luo Wenqiang excitedly ordered a song, but before he sang a few words, Xu Qingqing covered her ears and said a curse word: "...My day."

　　Liu Cunhao happened to go over to order a song. When he heard this, he comforted him smoothly: "Brother Qing, calm down. "

　　Wanda: "We men must be strong, this pain is nothing. Brother Qing, be strong."

　　Xu Qingqing threw a pillow over.

　　Xie Yu stood up, took off his coat, and casually put it on his side. Luo Wenqiang looked at them while singing, with just "Brother Chao, please praise me" written on his face. He smiled and sat back, touching him with his elbow. He met the man next to him and said, "Don't play anymore?"

　　"Don't play, sing like this," He Chao said, "...I can't play."

　　After He Chao finished speaking, he leaned over and took a can of beer from the table. Hooking the ring with his index finger, he opened the easy-open can with one hand, and said: "People should be more sincere between people."

　　Luo Wenqiang closed his eyes, sang very intoxicated, started to sway with the rhythm, and then said a fierce sentence "Wo~~~!"

　　Liu Cunhao sat on the edge, holding back again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back: "Brothers, what songs did the sports committee order just now? I'll delete them."

　　The top of the big screen in front of him scrolled. There is a note with the next song written on it.

　　"The next song is Skateboard Shoes." Xie Yu felt a headache after listening to it. He wanted to turn around and click mute on the control panel on the wall, "His."

　　He Chao said, "I will love you even if I die. Delete it." Don't leave even one song for him."

　　Liu Cunhao made a no-questions-asked gesture, then hunched over and sneaked past Xu Qingqing.

　　The light in the box was dim, and the effect lights flickered on and off.

　　Someone was adjusting other lighting effects. The lights in the box dimmed for two seconds, then came back on. Then the entire box lit up with stars all over the sky, reflecting on the ceiling and walls, spinning continuously.

　　Xie Yu glanced at He Chao, and the light happened to shine on He Chao's face, and then dimmed again.

　　He Chao raised his head and drank a few sips of beer. He noticed the gaze of the person next to him and turned his head to look at him.

　　Xie Yu was a little thirsty, and there was nothing else to drink in the box except wine. This group of people completely forgot about the lesson of getting drunk last time, and took the opportunity to order another dozen beers, so Xie Yu motioned to him with a hook. Hand it over.

　　"..."

　　The man's hand was stretched out in front of him. It was slender and sharp, with a bit of chill on the fingertips. He Zhao looked at it for a while, but did not pass the beer can over. Instead, he accidentally threw it away. The easy-pull ring was put on his ring finger.

　　The icy tab was pushed up little by little, and finally got stuck on Xie Yu's raised joint.

　　Then He Chaocai stuffed the beer can into his hand.

　　Xie Yu was stunned for a while before retracting his hand: "What is this?"

　　There was noisy sound in his ears. He couldn't hear clearly what He Chao said, but he could still guess the three words based on the shape of his mouth: - Gai A stamp.

　　Luo Wenqiang has a large lung capacity, and his voice came out through the microphone, which was several degrees higher than the soundtrack and went straight to the eardrums. After Xie Yu drank almost the remaining half of the can, he felt that it was a little hot in the box.

　　"Where's my song?" Luo Wenqiang finished singing and was quietly waiting for the intro to his skateboarding shoe song to play. However, after waiting for a long time, he only heard the song "I Love You" and asked with a confused look on his face, "Who ordered this?" Song, are you jumping in line?"

　　He Chao stood up and took another microphone from the side: "My, my, I'm sorry."

　　This little accident could not stop Luo Wenqiang from performing at all. After he finished speaking, he felt that he was in very good condition and could do it. Singing for three hours without stopping. His whole body was a little erratic, so erratic that he forgot to think. He patted his chest and said, "I can also sing this song. Brother Chao, let's sing a love song duet!"

　　He Chaogang wanted to say, "Who the hell wants to come with you?"

　　Luo Wen patted his chest forcefully, and the microphone in his hand was taken away without warning, and his palm was empty.

　　Although rap K was voted for by everyone, no one expected to hear Xie Yu sing. According to his personality, being able to sit on the sidelines and accept their abuse is already the limit.

　　Xu Qingqing was unpacking the snacks and pinching them open. When she saw Xie Yu grabbing the microphone, she couldn't control the strength of her hands and the potato chips almost spilled all over the floor.

　　Xie Yuren had already passed Liu Cunhao and walked to the screen. His voice came through the microphone: "Which part do you sing?"

　　The tune is the same, but the lyrics are different.

　　He Chao said: "Everything is fine."

　　As soon as He Chao finished speaking, other people around him said "Oh——" one after another.

　　The entire box instantly became lively.

　　Originally, they were just cheering for something new, until Xie Yu sang the first line.

　　His voice is cold, and it doesn't sound out of place when he sings such a gentle and passionate love song.

　　After singing the first few lines, when it was He Chao's turn, he held the microphone and almost failed to keep up with the soundtrack, missing two beats.

　　...

　　Xu Qingqing patted Xu Jing: "Brother Yu is a little gentle...is it my imagination?"

　　Xu Jing looked at them. The ending part was a chorus, and the two people's voices overlapped. It was too dark in the private room, and only the tall and thin figure could be vaguely seen.

　　After the song was sung, no matter how much they shouted "One more song", the two parties involved had no reaction.

　　"You guys sing," He Chao said, "whose next song is it?"

　　The next song was Liu Cunhao's request. Luo Wenqiang wanted to sing with him. Liu Cunhao quickly went to grab the microphone: "Hold him, Luo Wenqiang, as long as you don't sing along, If we sing together, we will still be good brothers."

　　Luo Wenqiang was pushed to the left and right, and he shouted sadly: "...Are you going too far?"

　　He Chao sat for a while, unable to sit still. Stop, he touched Xie Yu's hand, and was about to ask him if he was going out, when he noticed that his phone vibrated a few times.

　　It was too noisy in the private room to hear the ringtone of the incoming call. By the time He Chao reacted, the ringing had stopped and an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen of his mobile phone.

　　Missed calls.

　　He Chao glanced at the string of numbers and had no impression. He was about to throw the phone aside when the phone vibrated twice more, and then a text message popped up.

　　-Brother Chao, I'm Xiaolei.

　　He Chaoqi dialed the phone and opened the box door and walked out.

　　After walking forward for a while, I heard several beeps on the other end of the phone. He sat back and leaned against the wall. Staring down at the brick red carpet on the ground.

　　The call came through quickly.

　　Er Lei still sounded a little silly when he spoke. It was quite noisy over there, and there was also the sound of the high-speed train ticket check-in: "Brother Chao. Are you still in City A? It's been a long time. I just arrived today. I'm back to do some errands... Are you free recently, Juju?"

　　He Chao touched his pocket unconsciously, then remembered that he didn't even bring candy often after quitting smoking.

　　Although He Chao spoke and replied a few words, his mind was not clear, and he didn't even know what he said. I seem to have asked Er Lei how he is doing and what he is doing. Er Lei said that he has been doing some small business with his cousin in the past two years and this time he came to City A on a business trip.

　　Er Lei dragged his suitcase to the elevator. He looked up at several entrances and exits and found that City A had become a bit unfamiliar: "I will stay for about half a month this time, Brother Jun..."

　　He hadn't finished speaking yet. Speaking, he was interrupted by He Chao.

　　"I'm sorry."

　　He Chao repeated it again: "...I'm sorry."

　　The author has something to say: I'm really sorry. I didn't know about the book review section until I read the private message the day before yesterday. I promised double updates before because I thought I would finish writing it soon. I wrote that chapter from 4pm until early in the morning, and then turned off the lights and ran out of power. I thought I was almost done, but I didn't have time that night so I posted a double update the next day. But I felt there was a problem with the rhythm and finally decided to delete it all. I rewrote it the next day and did double updates... I didn't expect that these things would happen. It's my problem. I shouldn't make promises casually if I can't do it. If I'm wrong, I'm wrong. Very Feel sorry.

　　I haven't been in a very good state recently. I don't have enough control over the later stages of the article, and coupled with the long-term serialization, I feel weak in the later stage. I am tired of my own aesthetics, and I feel that the writing is not good. In fact, things haven't been smooth from the beginning until now. I've encountered a lot of problems. I felt like I couldn't do it several times. I rested and recovered, but now I can't recover in the later stages because I'm still not capable enough. But I have tried my best, whether it is updates or quality, this is all I can do at the moment. It takes six hours to write each chapter if I don't get stuck (it's obviously not very good, which is very helpless). If I get stuck, it takes about ten hours to write one chapter. I mostly force myself to finish it or delete it... Recently I don't dare to promise the update time easily. Although I said not to wait, I am still afraid that everyone will wait for me. Because of the status problem, even if I estimate that I will finish writing in about an hour, I can't guarantee that I can finish it =. =I would like to say sorry to my friends who are following the series. I know how you feel about following the article and waiting for updates. I didn't know how to say it at first, and I didn't really want to explain it. It was too negative. It was my own problem. For example, I had unresolved problems in writing articles. ORZ was still slowly exploring the road of writing articles.

　　After thinking about it for a long time, I don't know how to guarantee a fixed time in this state, so I'll try my best to update it. I will try my best to finish it. Thank you all. I'm sorry for the trouble this matter has caused. Obviously you are just here to read an article happily.