Reborn ghost superstar

That was the first time Jiang Feng called He Jinglin's name.His voice was still trembling slightly because of the pain, and his breath was cloudy, which made people extremely worried.

However, the tone was serious.

All senses are occupied by pain, and when the whole world leaves him, what emerges in his brain is the voice of this person.It was the same for the first time.The same goes for the second time.The voice of this person is like a light, which can always drive away the darkness and get rid of all karma.

At first Jiang Feng thought it was the function of the water drops.He invited He Jinglin to run in the morning and spend as much time with He Jinglin as possible in order to suppress the monster in his body with the power radiated from the water droplets.

But this time he found that it was not the case.It wasn't because of Ding Shuizhu, and it wasn't because of He Jinglin's ability to save him from pain.

It's just that when the pain is so painful that I can't even cry out, when I am most desperate, I want to hear this person's voice, and I want to be comforted by this person.That's all.

Finding a way to break the water dragon, and a deep sense of belonging to a person in his heart, he can't mix these two things together.If he used He Jinglin's sincerity to him to seek the current comfort, he would be so guilty that he would never be able to face this person again.

He wants to accept this feeling.It's definitely not because of He Jinglin's tranquility, but because of some other inexplicable, more vague, but also more pure things.Jiang Feng felt as if he had finally caught an edge, but if he succumbed to the temptation of Ding Shuizhu now, these precious emotions would go away from him again.

So, can't meet.Can't admit defeat.

The man on the other side of the phone was silent for a long time before he sighed helplessly.

"Xiaofeng... I can take your words as saying that if I don't go there now, will you agree to stay with me?"

Jiang Feng froze for a moment, then choked out of the sudden surprise and coughed heavily.When he finally regained his breath, his cheeks were slightly reddened by the dry cough.

"...It's literally, don't you understand?" He muttered.He Jinglin's hearty laughter came from the other side of the phone, which made his face even hotter.

"Okay, I won't go. You called, didn't you come here to tell me about this? Is there anything else?"

Jiang Feng held his breath and said in a low voice for a long time: "...I want to hear your voice. You can sing to me."

"Well," He Jinglin didn't express any surprise at Jiang Feng's endless request, and then asked, "What song do you want to hear?"

"...It's so long-winded, it's up to you."

He Jinglin chuckled again, and thought for a while, "I remember when I was a child, if I couldn't sleep at night, a nanny aunt would sing this song to me. It's strange to say, what does that aunt look like now? I don’t remember all of it, but I remember this song very clearly.”

Having been working behind the scenes, He Jinglin didn't have much experience in actual singing, far inferior to Jiang Feng's superb singing skills.He also seemed to be nervous about singing to Jiang Feng. After clearing his throat a few times, he hummed a very simple and straightforward melody.

Mr. Huang Zi, a great master of the Republic of China, composed the beautiful nursery rhyme "Words of the West Wind" that has been sung for generations.

When I went back last year, you just wore new cotton robes

I came to see you this year and you got fatter and taller

Do you remember that the lotus in the pond turned into a lotus pod?

There are few flowers but no color, I dye the leaves all red

He Jinglin's voice is actually not good. If you judge it from a professional point of view, his singing is very rough.However, the most amazing thing about singing as a form of music is that, unlike instrumental music, it has extremely high requirements for skills and will turn most people away.Anyone can sing a good song if they want to, if they are full of affection.

The deep voice repeatedly hummed the melodious melody, so soft that it was almost a whisper, like a love story whispered by a lover.The childlike lyrics made Jiang Feng's lips slightly raised, and the gentle voice slowly relieved the headache, and even the restless monster in his chest gradually calmed down.

Once the pain subsides, the enormous exhaustion it causes quickly becomes apparent.Jiang Feng fell to the ground, feeling sleepy for a while.He closed his eyes, put the phone to his ear and continued to listen to He Jinglin's singing, and said vaguely: "It sounds good..."

The whole song of "Words of the West Wind" lasted less than a minute, and He Jinglin sang it several times before stopping, "...Xiao Feng, don't call me 'Mr. He' from now on, just my first name, okay?"

He waited for a long time but did not get an answer from Jiang Feng. He didn't know that Jiang Feng had fallen asleep until he heard the sound of light and long breathing from the phone.

That night Jiang Feng had a dream.Dreaming that someone carried him to the bed, dried his body with a towel, put on clean pajamas, and then kissed the back of his hand repeatedly softly and affectionately, almost like supreme worship.

He dreamed that the person was sitting by the bed, looking at him for a long time, his dark eyes were full of doting, but also a little lonely.

When Jiang Feng woke up the next day, that person was no longer there, and the sun shone through the white floral curtains on the side of the bed, leaving a warm mark.

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The one-month appointment arrived as scheduled.This time it was not as casual as the previous meeting. The entire production team of "Prayer" was present, and they auditioned at Xingyu's recording studio to decide who the guest candidates would be.

Wu Xin changed her girlish attire this time. The dark red bat shirt showed a mature and airy temperament. The white pencil pants not only perfectly set off the slender and slender lines of the legs, but also added a bit of boldness. .

Since what happened last time, although Jiang Feng still had an attitude of avoiding Wu Xin in his heart, the disgust he felt when they first met was much less.This time I saw Wu Xin's style changed drastically, and I felt a bright spot.When the two shook hands, Wu Xin raised his eyebrows very proudly, his eyes full of gunpowder.

"Yo handsome, how have you been these two weeks?"

Jiang Feng thought to himself that there was nothing wrong with it except for the time when the water dragon went crazy.I don't know what kind of ability this woman has. If she can even detect the activities of the water dragon, this sentence is asking if he has any regrets for refusing the deal at that time and causing trouble for himself.

He was silent for a while, and finally just smiled at Wu Xin flatly, and replied: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."