you are sweeter than chocolate

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"Let go if you have something to do." Ling Yueran turned his face completely, and stared at her unceremoniously, with obvious disgust in his eyes.

Xu Qi laughed out of habit, "I haven't talked to you for a long time, it's been a few years."

"Finish?" Ling Yueran raised her eyebrows and got up to leave, Xu Qi immediately stopped her, "I just want to ask you, why did you ask Mu Mian to sing that song?"

"What right do you have to ask?" Ling Yueran laughed contemptuously.

Xu Qi took a sip of his wine, suppressed his voice and said, "You clearly know that the song is... Ling Yueran, what do you think of Mu Mian? A substitute? You are dreaming, there is only one small apartment in this world."

Ling Yueran leaned over suddenly, lowered his momentum and approached her, his eyes were scarlet and fierce, "Say the name again."

"I..." Xu Qi unconsciously leaned back.

"Are you worthy?" Ling Yueran smiled cruelly, "If the eyes are not good, I guess I have time to dig them out. The cotton is cotton, and Xiaoyu doesn't look like her at all."

"Then tell me, why did you ask her to sing this song?"

Ling Yueran stood up, looked up at the starry sky in the open sky, it was deep and dark, "Because she deserves it, you don't."

"Ling Yueran, I have no regrets about Xiaoyu..."

"I wish you would die, why didn't you die, what qualifications do you have...you are not qualified." Ling Yue said hoarsely, looking at her eyes like sharp knives cut on her body, "deception is a good thing, Shameless is your scum."

Ling Yueran put down the cup forcefully, and it shattered into pieces. The slight sound attracted many people's attention.

Ling Yue ran away, Xu Qi's face was pale, he brushed his hair belatedly, got up and left with a haggard look.

A burly man in black, he pressed the headset and began to speak, "Ma'am, she's gone, do you want to..."

"No need, keep an eye on Xu Qi." The woman said slowly, the man responded, and his eyes fell on Xu Qi who was walking out.

It was the first time for Ling Yueran, who didn't have a car, to walk like this. Fortunately, her legs and feet were convenient, otherwise she would have to take a taxi back. She looked at the thriving shops along the road, showing their teeth and claws in intricate colors.

She suddenly seemed to have a feeling and looked back, only people coming and going, strangers, no one else.

In the winter when Xiaoyu left, she seemed to have lost everything. She was walking on an unknown road abroad, and she often looked back. No one was there to look at her, and no one ran to catch up with her. Sometimes, I seem to forget the way I want to go.

Dazed and alone, fear swept over her, almost suffocating her.

Ling Yueran smiled, not knowing what he was laughing at, touched his aching arm, walked forward slowly, and waited until he got home.

Passing by a disc company, she couldn't help but stop at the door and look at it for a long time. The stereo outside played the ancient songs that became popular on the Internet this year. The artistic conception is beautiful, and the female singer's voice is gentle and charming.

These days, with the rapid development of the Internet, songs are all downloaded online, and no one is willing to buy some discs and physical albums, unless some wealthy fans keep them as souvenirs.

Ling Yueran hesitated for a few seconds, stepped in, opened the curtain at the door, a chilly wind blew, she couldn't help shivering, the air conditioner was really low.

The boss sitting behind the counter was wrapped in a blanket and curled up in a chair watching TV like an idiot. He glanced at her and said, "Welcome, just take a look."

Ling Yueran did not hide the smile in his eyes, watching him walk in.

There are still quite a few people, and the business looks good. The decoration and furnishings inside seem to be done with care, and most of them are teenagers and older people.

"Mai Mai is a new online singer recently. She sings very well. I will give you the strength and strength."

Ling Yueran flipped through an old CD and came out, slightly surprised, although this store is not very eye-catching, but the items are pretty good, there are many old songs, probably can't be bought now.

"You young people, what are you hearing, it's like moaning for nothing."

"Dad... all of your songs are outdated, they are very rustic, the times are developing fast, and they are all little yellow songs."

"What little yellow songs, what do you know? The love and love you hear now are the little yellow songs."

A father and daughter on the opposite side were arguing quietly, Ling Yueran laughed, put on headphones and played an old song to listen to, rock and roll was popular at that time, the rock and roll of decades was relatively old, but there was no impurity, and the blood was in it. All the emotions mixed in.

"Look at him, he's always the same age as you, right? Why don't he listen to those love stories?" The father and daughter came over, and the man took the opportunity to teach his daughter Ling Yueran, and the daughter snorted, "Personal preference. "

"At the beginning it was about the times, and now it's about personal preference. You child has no sense of responsibility at all."

"What about responsibility..."

After the father and daughter walked away, Ling Yueran breathed a sigh of relief. He was really not happy to be disturbed while listening to the song.

She walked to one side of the French window and sat down, leaned against the table in a daze, glanced slightly at the car outside, frowned slightly, the black car left after a while, she felt that she was thinking too much, Wen Sihui didn't So free.

After sitting for a while, Ling Yueran picked out a few discs and went to pay the bill, "Are you repairing the machine?"

She asked, and the boss asked curiously, "What year is the machine? It's too old and I don't dare to repair it. If it can't be used, just make a specimen. It's a pity if it breaks."

"It's been more than ten years. It's not old. It used to be a CD player with small discs."

"That was the aristocrats at that time. Rich goods shouldn't be easy to break. You can bring them here and let me have a look." The boss glanced at her up and down, "Why? You also make music?"

"Well, producer." Ling Yueran laughed, the boss took the money with his eyes wide open, and then said with a smile, very flat, "Oh, producer, you just started at such a young age, just play around."

Ling Yueran was noncommittal.

The boss put it on for her, and said with a smile, "I've given you a [-]% discount. Next time, I'll take a look at it. I wish you a gold medal soon."

Ling Yueran was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "I wish me the Golden Melody Award again."

The boss watched her go out while smoking a cigarette, and laughed, "You are quite confident at a young age."

Ling Yueran went out with the bag, walked along the road, took out the cigarette case in his pocket, lowered his head to take a cigarette in his mouth, and then took out the lighter, because the other hand hurt so badly that he had no energy left, so he could only use one hand to light the cigarette, which took a lot of work.

She put the lighter back into her pocket again, pressed the tip of her tongue against the butt of the cigarette, and took a light breath, the smoke slowly released.

As if feeling something, she habitually turned her head to look at the past, her gaze was only on the back, and suddenly she was astonished.

A girl behind was pulling the suitcase, with a smirk on her face, she just stretched out her hand to pat her to scare her, never thought that Ling Yueran would turn her head.

"You...what do you want to do?" Ling Yueran was taller and thinner than her, and looked like a pole in black clothes.

Looking down at her from a high position, squinting slightly, the smoke was lingering.

Mu Mian withdrew his hand in embarrassment, rubbed his palms, "I have a surprise for you."

Ling Yueran slightly hooked his lips, not too obvious, took down the cigarette, "Are you back?"

"Well, I just got out of the car, but the photographer had something to do and left me at the intersection. I saw you coming out of the shop by such a coincidence. I wanted to scare you."

Ling Yue snorted and laughed, "It's promising."

Mu Mian sighed, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat...no." She turned around, "Have you eaten?"

"No, I drove for a few hours and ate a bucket of instant noodles. Let me order takeaway, let's go home and eat."

Ling Yueran nodded, walked slowly with her, and finished smoking.