Xiao Bing also seemed to feel Ming Jian watching his every move while singing. She began to stand honestly and remained motionless. She was gradually fascinated by the singing, especially the lyrics with clear words, every word rolled into her heart.

For Xiao Yi and Xiao C who have loved listening to music since childhood, today I was a little moved by Ming Jian’s singer. I almost forgot to observe other aspects of the singer in front of me, but indulged in the singing and forgot the purpose of this visit.

Xiao Bing also wanted to ask questions to the singer, but he did not give everyone another chance to ask questions. As time came, he packed up his guitar and disappeared into the abortion.

"Sister, that singer is so awesome. He doesn't give us a chance to ask questions at all. Who is that passerby A? Is it really you? He is a little arrogant. He is not your food for you." Xiao Bing called Xiao A before he got home.

"I'll tell my elder sister, I'm optimistic about this singer. I mean he will definitely become popular in the future, even more popular than Li Jian. If that passerby is you, you must seize the opportunity and don't let him run away."

There was no reply from the elder sister.

"What do you all say? Tell me the key points." Zhang Xiaoyi said, "What have you observed today?"

"Oh, you are good at looking and sing well..." Xiao Bing said to the phone.

"The beard is too long, not tall, and the eyes are too small..." Xiao Yi also said to the phone.

"You just focus on appearance," Xiao Bing pushed her, meaning, don't guard Xiao Yi and say he is short, because Xiao Yi is not tall. Her eyes passed to her second sister. Xiao Yi stretched out his tongue.

"Hey, sister, let's go for dinner now. Are you hungry? Come together?" Xiao Bing said to the sister on the phone.

"I won't go, you can eat." How could Xiao Jia watch his two sisters show their love in front of her?

All four young people are in their thirties. They still have the vibrant mentality of a boy and a girl, jumping into a restaurant just because they are not married and have no children.

Xiao A has never been as concerned about her lifelong affairs as she is now. She looks down on herself a little bit and has survived so many years. Why are she so anxious now? Or just because Xiao Yi and Xiao C have a partner, she cannot explain to her parents, relatives and friends that she is not bad except that she is older than them.

Xiao Jia opened the "Shanghai Wandering Singer" and went to read the article about Ming Jian again, staring at the word "Xiao Jia". Who else could this Xiao Jia besides her? She firmly believed that it was her, but sometimes she had no basis and no confidence.

She didn't turn on the TV, and the room was silent. She was listening closely to the sound outside the room, thinking that Xiao Bing told him that Ming Jian had closed the stall and went home. She wanted to appear in front of him the moment he opened the door. What expression did he look at? Xiao Jia stood behind the door for a long time.

Someone opened the door, and Xiao Jia opened a crack, not Ming Jian. It was another female neighbor. It was like Andy and the others rented house in "Ode to Joy". The elevator entrance was very large, with at least six tenants, and Xiao Jia had never seen the doors of several other houses. Today, I met another resident besides Ming Jian, who was also a young girl like her. But she was very short and fat. Ming Jian said that the passerby was definitely not her. Because, as a singer, people are generally more romantic, and their girlfriends usually choose beautiful ones, and Xiao Jia thought confidently.

Xiao Jia was tired of standing behind the door, so he returned to the sofa and lay down, looking at the ceiling intently.

Perhaps because she was too tired, Xiao Jia planned to close her eyes and rest, but before she knew it, she fell asleep. But her door was still hidden.

When Xiao Jia woke up, it was already nine o'clock at night. She had slept for more than three hours and didn't even eat supper.

How big is this girl? Ming Jian thought. When he came back from get off work, he saw that Xiao Jia's door was not locked, and the person was lying on the sofa and fell asleep. He gently closed the door for him.

Xiao Jia woke up and was hungry. He hurried to the kitchen to find food, but there was nothing. She ran out to try to eat on the street stall. There was a downstairs where she went more than once, which was very suitable for her taste.

When she came back after eating, she found that she did not bring the key, which created a chance for herself to disturb Mingjian. Xiao Jia thought proudly.

She raised her slender hand and knocked on the door. The sound was very small, but Ming Jian could hear it clearly. He was quietly creating a new song called "Dedicated to Passers-by".

When Ming Jian opened the door, he found that it was Xiao Jia and asked curiously, "Is there anything wrong?"

"I'll put the keys at home," Xiao Jia said, looking at his watch, late at night.

"It's so late, where are you going?" Ming Jian asked curiously, "Have your door not locked before? Now you've left the key in the house again?"

What a carefree girl, Ming Jian thought, his eyes were filled with playful smiles.

Xiao Jia stood outside the door, shrank his neck and looked at her silently.

"Come in, I happened to go out." Ming Jian asked Xiao Jia into the house, took a coat himself, and prepared to go out. "It's too late to find a lock-opening company tomorrow morning."

"Where are you going?"

“My friend’s place.”

Xiao Jia observed Ming Jian's room, and the walls were full of photos of himself. It turned out that this was an extremely narcissistic person, so terrible. It was so narcissistic that it was no wonder that he regarded passerby as his girlfriend, Xiao Jia thought.

Xiao Jia did not turn off the lights. She was alone in a strange room and did not dare to turn off the lights. She was afraid that Ming Jian would come back, so she put on clothes and slept on a single sofa. This sofa was very unique and had the function of rotation.

Xiao Jia woke up from his sleep at six in the morning. At this time, Ming Jian had already prepared breakfast. He still had two omelet fried eggs and a cup of hot soy milk.

"Sorry, when did you come back?"

"Why are you sleeping on the sofa?"

The two almost spoke in unison. They looked at each other and smiled.

Because the questions are too simple, no one answered the other party.

"Let's have to eat, do you still have to go to work?"

Xiao Jia walked towards the dining table and sat down, "You can only fry eggs?" Xiao Jia thought, but it was still not cooked.

"My bag is still in the house, how can I go to work?" Xiao Jia took a sip of soy milk and asked Ming Jian.

"The door has been opened, but, after changing the lock core, this is the key." Ming Jian took out a bunch of keys and handed it to Xiao Jia, "Put it in my room, so you can lock the key in the room again."

"Okay, I often lock the keys in the house." Xiao Jia agreed without even thinking about it.

"Does this girl have a brain? We are not familiar with each other and don't understand each other, so we agreed to hand over the key to me." Ming Jian thought.
Chapter completed!