He had never heard such a beautiful song before. This situation and this scene seemed to have reached a perfect harmony with his state of mind. It was born in response to the situation. It was not like the same old-fashioned music of today, but there was a kind of feeling that said no.
It comes out unique.
The clear singing still continues in the silent night, and the melody is extremely beautiful:
happy birthday, happy birthday to you
Hold my hand and sing with me
This happy birthday song
happy birthday, happy birthday to you
Be happy every day you are alive, don’t care how you celebrate your birthday
Happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday and may you be happy every day of your life
Don't care how you celebrate your birthday
When the last note of the song fell, he was still immersed in the dreamlike, quiet, soft and penetrating melody of the song. He was intoxicated for a long time.
Looking at his drunken expression, she knew that he liked this song.
She raised her head and waved it in front of his bloody right eye. He came back to his senses, grabbed her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, "Jingyun, this song is so beautiful, I have never heard it before.
This is the best, sweetest and sweetest song I have ever heard."
He used the three best ones in a row. He is not the kind of person who flatters others, which means they are really good. She smiled slightly and said, "Today is the leader's birthday. You can just like it."
There was a trace of emotion in his pupils, "Actually, my left eye was gouged out when I was nine years old. Every day in the past, I felt like living in purgatory. I was often injured so deep that I could see the bone marrow, and one eye was gouged out.
Eyes are nothing. Besides, twenty-one years have passed, which is too long. I don’t know why, on my birthday this year, I will think of the memory of that time..."
After a moment of silence, looking at her bright and clear eyes and her stunning face, he opened his lips again and said, "Until now, I don't know why."
"Why?"
"Because of you." He stretched out his hand to caress her face, and the feeling under his fingers was as smooth and delicate as gelatin, which made him feel a feeling of extreme pity. "I was born to be a monster who could not tolerate the world.
The world scolds me, and my mother-in-law reminds me every day with a sharp but occasionally gentle voice, reminding me that I am just an evil monster, a living alien. I have long been used to it. I don't care how I look, I can even
It would be better to scare the world to death. They can’t tolerate me anyway. I don’t care about anyone’s eyes or opinions. After I met you, I don’t know when…”
He reached out and touched the cold black iron mask on his left cheek, "I don't know when, I started to care about your eyes. Tell me, do you care about my face that is more terrifying than a ghost?"
?”
She stared at him indifferently and shook her head.
Although there was no emotion in her eyes and she was as calm as looking at the most familiar stranger, Jun Mo Shang was still a little happy in her heart because she didn't care about his appearance.
But……
In addition to the fact that he has no left eyeball, his left cheek is so terrifying that it could scare people to death.
It used to really scare people to death!
It's hard to believe that she didn't care when she saw his face under the mask.
In other words, he couldn't believe that she could really accept it until she actually saw it.
He took her white and slender little hand and let her hand touch the left side of his mask, letting her feel the cold feeling of the mask.
What he meant couldn't be clearer.
She understood that he wanted her to take the initiative to remove the mask on the left side of his face.
