After breaking up, he cried and begged me to go back

Three months later.

Thousands of miles away, Shacheng.

The phoenix tree was stripped of its last bit of dry clothes by the winter autumn rain, and stood bare on the sidewalk, welcoming the first baptism of the early cold this year. There were white rice grains floating between the sky and the earth, and the light and clean jade was snowflakes.

Jiang Chenyi was dressed in thin clothes, his hair and shoulders were full of fallen flowers, braving the coldness of the day, he quickly got into a bar.

He found a job here, resident singing in the bar, the dormitory has no air-conditioning, and the quilt is thin, so he came to the bar early before it was time, because it was much warmer inside.

It's been three months, and he has almost forgotten Ren Xiaoyan completely, and sometimes it hurts when he remembers it, but he will let it all out after singing one love song after another.

It turned out that there was no him, and that was all.

Just like the sycamore baptized by winter snow, it will eventually sprout new shoots after surviving the severe cold.

I once thought that if I left him, I would die or live, but I didn't expect that I just wanted to live, not die.

He still lives like a dog, and has already accumulated a lot of popularity in this small bar.

I am always old, and I have smoked a lot these years, my lungs are probably burnt out, and my voice is not as strong as it would be when I was young, but the voice after the baptism of time, wrapped in a hoarseness that has been through the vicissitudes, is inexplicably lovable, and I can hear it every day Some fans came here admiringly.

As a result, the business of the bar surged, and the boss was so happy that he gave him a salary increase. He was planning to pay this month's salary and rent a better house.

He is an old man and gay, living in a dormitory, which is quite inconvenient.

Because I was bored, I discussed with the bartender who has big breasts on the popular female star, who is the most beautiful new girl, what kind of wine tastes good, and so on.

He talked nonsense until nine o'clock in the evening, ate some food arranged by the bar halfway, bragged with a group of young people, and politely declined a little girl who showed interest in him.

After feeling that this is what life should be like, he went backstage slowly and changed into a decent stage costume, a set of pure white bright and slim fit suit.

She didn't want to show her face, so she specially put on an exquisite silver fox mask, leaving only a handsome and thin chin, and a sad stubble around her thin, slightly pale lips.

I am used to the dazzling lights on the stage, and the women screaming wildly. The microphone is also free and easy to hold in my hand. A song ends as soon as it is said, and many drunken guests sing and cry.

"... Hug, pretend we were never together... Will you feel sad when I'm not here? Are you free enough for me? Don't lie if you can't call love, just like me a little..."

Some people screamed and cheered, but others couldn't listen anymore.

In the dim light, a tall and tall man overturned the wine table, raised the wine bottle and threw it on the stage, and the thunderous voice came faintly through the deafening music: "What is this singing? I just like it a little bit What do you mean you have never been together? What kind of crap are these? Misleading poisonous chicken soup?"

Jiang Chenyi was baffled, the song was written by someone else, I just sang it, why are you so angry at me?

Do you want to play the original song?

Soon there were fans who liked Jiang Chenyi gathered around to make trouble, Da Bo waiter hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him, and the scene fell into chaos for a while.

Jiang Chenyi didn't panic, he grabbed the microphone and looked down from above, like a glamorous and beautiful king who disdains everything.

The lights under the stage were dazzling, and he couldn't see the face of the mad man clearly, but he vaguely felt that the man seemed to have known him before.

He is somewhat like Ren Xiaoyan.

Jiang Chenyi curled up one corner of his lips mockingly, this is Shacheng, one hundred and eight thousand miles away, Ren Xiaoyan is not Monkey King, can he turn over in a tumble?

Am I thinking he's hallucinating?

The manager also rushed over after hearing the news. The man dumped a lot of money, got mad with alcohol, and called out to beat up the people on stage!

The manager talked all kinds of things, and finally reached an agreement: Let the singer come over to accompany the drink and apologize.

Jiang Chenyi didn't want to go at first, but he thought about the salary increase, warm and good house, wandering outside alone, how can everything go smoothly?

There is no longer any, and Ren Xiaoyan can no longer be as self-willed as before.

How self-willed you used to be, when you went shopping in the supermarket and you were not satisfied with the attitude of the waiter, Ren Xiaoyan bought the whole supermarket with just one phone call, and then told the waiter frantically that you were fired.

It's completely different now, there is no one behind me, and I have to carry everything by myself.

So I went with a mask on.

The mad man has been transferred to the luxury box, Jiang Chenyi pushed open the door to see clearly, that person is none other than Ren Xiaoyan.

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