Bai Yueguang goes back a little

Chapter 42 Honey Jar 【Enter V3】

Since childhood, Tang Ming has said many times that he likes himself.

Who is too good, looks too good, and does homework too well, mostly because of these reasons.

Tang Ming doesn't seem to have any moments to cover up, he likes and dislikes clearly, he says what he has to say, and he does what he has to do.

At this moment, looking at myself and saying that I like it, it is also open and frank, as if I am talking about a very common thing.

But Jiang Chuyue didn't have such abundant emotions. He grew up without parents and no one taught him what is emotion and what is love.

His love for the world began with Tang Ming, and he had already put all the best emotions of all human beings on Tang Ming.

I am too stupid.

Jiang Chuyue thought, she was really stupid.

It's not until today that I can see this clearly.

Obviously he should have found out in his previous life when he heard that Tang Ming was going after Zhang Li, he should have found out when he refused a girl to give Tang Ming a gift, he should have found out when he felt uncomfortable that someone and Tang Ming seemed to be a good match.

It turned out that he was reborn once, and lived almost 30 years of his life, just to comprehend this moment.

This selfish, ugly delusion.

"Jiang Chuyue?" Tang Ming looked at him in a daze, and pushed him lightly, "Jiang Chuyue?"

"Huh?" Jiang Chuyue recovered, still a little dazed.

"Stupid? Brother said he likes you? Give me an answer, do you like me?"

Tang Ming smiled and stared at him.

After a while, Jiang Chuyue nodded very seriously, "En."

He dared not say those two words.

Once the emotions accumulated over the years were seen through, the ever innocent heart was washed away by the turbulence.

Jiang Chuyue couldn't take it anymore, she actually wanted to cry.

"Really? It seems that my brother's sword is not old yet." Tang Ming seemed very happy when he got the answer, and made a small joke.

——It looked the same as usual, but my heart was teased by the seriousness of the person.

day!Jiang Chuyue's skin is too fair, and she looks too good. Today's clothes match him too well...

Dad, I will chase him sooner or later.

It could be seen that Jiang Chuyue did not reject the ambiguous temptation just now.

He licked his lips, looked at the noise in his eyes, and suddenly thought about how to confess his love to Jiang Chuyue.

Before the man caught up, my mind started to dream.

I don't know under what circumstances Jiang Chuyue is more excited?Is it a place with more people, or a place with no one?

How to confess is also a technical job...

Tang Ming's mind was in a mess, and suddenly someone approached his ear and shouted: "Hey!!"

"Crap!" Tang Ming subconsciously pushed the person away, "What are you doing!"

It was a brother who knew him well. He handed him the microphone and joked, "Brother Ming, what are you thinking? You're grinning to the back of your head. I want you to sing over there!"

Hearing this, Tang Ming put away his thoughts and chuckled, "Sing, sing, dad will show you his voice today!"

After taking the microphone, he got up and walked to the side of the big screen.

With a flick of his fingertips, he ordered a few songs that he often sang.

When the prelude sounded, Tang Ming turned off the original singing, and got stuck into the melody.

He has a good voice, and his singing is also in tune. Although it is not the best, but with his handsome face, it is enough to make people's hearts beat.

Several boys came to join in the fun, took other microphones and howled along, a good ballad song was almost turned into pure rock by them.

After the song was over, Tang Ming chuckled and went to sit with the brothers, "Father stopped singing, this is a good song, and you are all messing around!"

He stretched out his arm and walked around a few people and handed the microphone to Jiang Chuyue, "You play a song."

Jiang Chuyue blinked, but did not refuse.

He took the microphone, scanned the QR code on the table with his mobile phone, and ordered a song.

The people present were not familiar with Jiang Chuyue, and they all felt that the university was cold and cold, and it was not easy to get close to.

I didn't expect to ask him to sing, but he quickly agreed.

Tang Ming looked at Jiang Chuyue bowing his head and earnestly ordering songs, his heart was a little swelled, and a little pride popped out.

After a while, these little bastards will know how good his Tang Ming's people sing.

Someone was operating at the front desk, and the song that Jiang Chuyue had just ordered was quickly cut to the next one. The person politely asked Jiang Chuyue if she would like to sing the original song.

Jiang Chuyue shook her head.

The prelude sounded quickly, the song was quiet, and the tone was light, which matched Jiang Chuyue's vocal range.

He opened his mouth slowly, his vocal cords vibrated, and the clean and cool notes wafted, filling every trace of air in the box.

"...I don't pick the moon"

"I want him to hang in the sky forever..."

The melody flows slowly, and what is more touching than the melody is the singer's youthful voice that lingers for three days.

Perhaps surprised by Jiang Chuyue's singing, the whole box was much quieter, and everyone opened their eyes wide, silently amazed.

Only Tang Ming turned his head to the side, looked at Jiang Chuyue and smiled calmly.

"Brother Ming, this song sounds too good..."

"Damn it, yeah..."

"Why don't you sign him up for a singing variety show..."

The brothers next to him sighed softly from time to time, and Tang Ming looked disgusted.

Heh, this group of people who have never seen the world.

But he was also fascinated by Jiang Chuyue's perfect voice, and he was intoxicated by the way he was staring at the screen seriously.

Jiang Chuyue sat in the middle of the circle of seats in the box, and the people on both sides were separated from him. He was like a pure elf who had eaten fireworks by mistake, and was out of tune with this world.

Halfway through the song, when the melody came up, Jiang Chuyue sang more and more deeply, her whole body seemed to be trapped in the melody, and there was a trace of sadness in her expression.

Tang Ming frowned slightly, what song is this?

He looked up at the song information scrolling on the screen.

Hiss... the name sounds nice, but why doesn't it make people very happy?

Not knowing where Jiang Chuyue heard the song, Tang Ming frowned and waited for someone to finish singing, then sat next to him.

The two of them pressed their hands together, and the elves who fell into the human world were surrounded by human breath, and they no longer looked lonely and arrogant.

"Change one song to another, sing something more festive." Tang Ming scanned the QR code with his mobile phone and arranged for Jiang Chuyue to reorder the song.

"Hey...you have to be lucky to celebrate? How nice was that just now!" the boys booed.

"Yes, school girl, Jiang Chuyue is really suitable for this kind of tune." Xiaoji was also fascinated by listening to it just now, and even wanted to let Jiang Chuyue sing it again so that she could record it.

Jiang Chuyue was ordering songs on Tang Ming's mobile phone, when Tang Ming let out a "tsk" and started talking to the Confucians.

"What do you know? Renjiang Chuyue sings everything nicely, so why does she have to sing the kind just now?"

"Ah——Brother Ming, you are the parent of the family, so you don't care if you come out to sing?"

"Hahaha it's like hey!"

"..."

Everyone laughed and teased, causing Tang Ming to throw a maraca over, "Get out!"

What kind of parents, if you have to be a boyfriend.

A bunch of blind people.

"It's ready." Jiang Chuyue tugged at Tang Ming who was laughing with his brothers, "Is this the first line?"

Tang Ming lowered his head and glanced. The name of the song is The Sun. It's a nice song, and the key point is full of hope.

He nodded with satisfaction, "That's not bad."

With Tang Ming's permission, Jiang Chuyue began to sing.

I have to say that for amateurs who have not received systematic training, music is really a talent.

I thought the tune just now was more suitable for Jiang Chuyue, but I didn't expect people to sing this song with a lot of feeling.

The melody is majestic and the music is mellow, as if the sun is really rushing to dispel the darkness in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month.

Everyone was addicted to Jiang Chuyue's unique voice and couldn't extricate themselves. The whole ktv seemed to be holding a solo concert, and everyone was booing "one more song and another song".

After a few songs, these people haven't heard enough, but Tang Ming is not happy.

"Why else? Renjiang Chuyue doesn't lose her voice when she sings? If you want to listen to it again, pay for it, [-] songs."

Everyone laughed and scolded Tang Ming as a capitalist, and the price was too high.

"Can't you afford it? Just rest if you can't afford it, don't make a fuss!"

He was too obvious in protecting the calf, and it was impossible for them to really annoy Tang Ming, so they laughed and teased a few times and went to order their own songs.

Tang Ming opened a bottle of mineral water to moisten Jiang Chuyue's throat, Jiang Chuyue took it and drank it in small sips.

The ones who made an appointment to play together this time were not shy people. A group of sixteen and seventeen-year-old boys rushed to order songs and yelled wantonly in the ktv.Tang Ming's ears hurt from howling like ghosts and wolves.

He also got up and went to join the song-ordering team. He was mainly responsible for bullying the good and fun-loving children, cutting off half of the songs they sang.

"Fuck! Who cut the song, who cut the song!"

Tang Ming said leisurely, "Your father."

"It's stupid! Brother Ming, I will fight with you today!"

It's the age when he loves to fight, and the little brother who was cut by the song jumped on him and scuffled Tang Ming, as childish as a primary school chicken.

But Tang Ming was vicious in his bones, and he never tired of it.

Jiang Chuyue didn't participate in such activities, he sat quietly watching, still holding the glass of water that Tang Ming gave him, and returned to his cool look before singing.

But Jiang Chuyue knew that the blood under his skin was boiling, the cells were screaming, and the heart was beating wildly without stopping.

Just now he understood what he was thinking about Tang Ming, he couldn't calm himself down with a few songs.

A lot of unconscious movements in the past have been taken out and chewed repeatedly——

It turned out that in the noisy crowd, he would always look at Tang Ming unconsciously like this, and no one could catch his eyes. It seemed that he was the only one shining.

It turned out that every moment when Tang Ming laughed was treasured by himself, and when he saw him smiling, my heart jumped.

Jiang Chuyue seemed to be separated from her soul and body, standing outside her body to observe herself——

These hidden thoughts were not secrets in the first place.

This performance is too obvious.

Jiang Chuyue was embarrassed in her heart. Fortunately, he was not popular, and no one would observe him carefully.

Otherwise... What if someone finds out?

His eyeballs instinctively followed Tang Ming who was fighting, and suddenly remembered the first song he sang just now.

Tang Ming is the light, the sun, and the sun will not rush towards him.

In her previous life, Jiang Chuyue would indeed think so, and she would never dare to have any extravagant hopes.

Even when he first discovered his mind, he thought so.

but……

Tang Ming was still fighting with people in front of her eyes, but Jiang Chuyue was just watching the flowers in her mind at the moment, replaying every scene since her rebirth.

Colorful and dazzling.

He is not ignorant, and he is especially sensitive to Tang Ming.

Since his rebirth, Tang Ming has been very clear about how good he is to himself. He was good enough to him in his previous life, and even more so now.

It's even so good... Every interaction between Tang Ming and him is like soaking him in a honey jar, and the sweetness can be pulled out with a single movement.

Not far away, Tang Ming had had enough trouble, walked back and continued to sit next to Jiang Chuyue, raised his hand to pinch his face, and smiled at him very seductively:

"Why did I miss you after I haven't seen you for a few minutes?"

"..."

Jiang Chuyue felt that she could also... hope for a little extravagantly?

The author has something to say: Note: The lyrics of the first song sung by Jiang Chuyue are not original, but from the original song

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