Luoyi sang a song and ran up to them, "What are you two whispering about? Come and sing a song for me. Ricky, you are drinking so hard. I'm going to get the wine. Go and sing."
She encouraged them, smiling, but there was still a glint in her eyes.
Han Yixing hadn't played the piano with Gretchen for a long time, and he didn't want to sit still all the time, so he nodded and said yes.
The two of them went over and took the microphone together, looked at each other and smiled, but they didn't know what song to sing. After thinking for a long time, Gretsch suddenly said: "Let's sing without makeup, it happens to be a male and female duet."
It just so happens that he is her favorite singer.[
Han Yixing was pleasantly surprised and nodded. She didn't know that what Gretsch was interested in was just the lyrics.
The two of them sang, and some of the others picked up guitars and played along, while others ran to the balcony and sang wildly, as if they were all drunk.
"...If I look at you again, will I still feel it? The most real joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys are all buried in yesterday, without any performance. I miss those vigorous years. Don't miss me. I can't go back to the past if I miss you...
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Could it be that the moment we met was an illusion? Those things that have passed away will never reappear, without any performance. During those vigorous years, I have a feeling of regret. Why do I feel that the bare face has disappeared..."
Han Yixing realized it later and stopped singing. Only then did she see the deep sadness in his eyes that could not be resolved. Only then did she realize that the moment between them was really just in high school.
I was speechless for a moment, looking at each other, and if I missed it, I would miss it.
The people next to him clapped their hands and shouted to sing one more song, but Han Yixing refused to sing again. He was always so late-minded. He couldn't go back to the past with nostalgia, so why sing again?
No one noticed that while they were singing, Luoyi went to the kitchen alone, opened a bottle of red wine, poured it in advance, mixed two red wine glasses with medicine, and finally took them out together.
There was also a small cake, all laid out, and they had just finished singing a song.
Perhaps it was the melancholy of that song that made both Han Yixing and Gretsch feel a little desolate.
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