Dongfang Xing squinted his sharp eyes, looked at the people playing on the beach, and said lightly: "Although it seems very ordinary here, there are many extraordinary people."
Xiahou Huan'er raised her eyebrows in confusion: "An extraordinary person?"
Dongfang Xing stretched out his hand to hold her waist, raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "The man at nine o'clock, if I'm not mistaken, he was once the general of the imperial capital."
"No way." Xia Houhuan'er looked in the direction he said without any trace, and saw a tall man with a deep face that seemed to be carved with a knife, walking with a few children in the shallow sea area.
Playing in the water, playing like a child, the smile on his face is so kind and happy.
Would such a man be a general galloping on the battlefield with his hands stained with blood?
"At seven o'clock, he was once the most mysterious and top spy in the United Stars." Dongfang Xing's voice was very soft, light and low.
Xia Houhuan'er glanced over with her peripheral vision and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth. No way, that woman dressed like a village girl could be the most mysterious and top spy of the United Stars?
Ahem, okay, people should not be judged by their appearance, and sea water should not be measured. She can't look at others like this, and her mentality must be correct.
"At three o'clock, there is the killer who charges the highest commission in the world of galactic mercenary killers. No one can surpass him so far."
This place seems ordinary, but who would have thought that this place is full of hermits and masters.
"Aren't all killers ruthless?" The man sitting on the ground, shouting and playing cards with everyone, is the killer?
If it hadn't come from his mouth, she really wouldn't have believed it.
"They are tired of fame and fortune, grudges and feuds, and want to live a quieter life." Dongfang Xing said lightly.
Xiahou Huan'er looked up at him, with an expressionless handsome face, and asked seriously: "What about you, do you want to live such a life?"
"I..." He paused, a hint of bitterness appeared on his lips, "I can't."
It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't. There's too much on his shoulders.
She hugged his arm and said in a relaxed tone: "If you can't do it now, it doesn't mean you will do it in the future. We have to believe that tomorrow will be better."
Tomorrow will be better.
His handsome face softened, and his cold heart became warm because of her.
"Can I sing to you?" Xiahou Huan'er raised her head, her eyes twinkling like the most brilliant and dazzling stars in the night sky.
"Okay." He looked for her little hand and intertwined his fingers with hers, making them intimate.
With a warm smile on her face, Xia Houhuan'er leaned on his shoulder, opened her red lips, and sang softly with a crisp voice that could penetrate people's hearts: "Knock gently to wake up the sleeping heart, slowly open your
Eyes, look at the busy world, whether it is still lonely and spinning, the spring breeze does not understand the style, blowing
The young heart lets the tears on yesterday's face dry with the memory, and looks up for the wings in the sky... Sing your passion, stretch out your hands, let me embrace your dreams, let me have your sincere face
, let our smiles be filled with the pride of youth, and let us look forward to a better tomorrow..."
The soft singing voice contains infinite penetration and appeal, making people unconsciously follow the rhythm, radiating passion and vitality.
At the end of the song, warm applause suddenly broke out from the surroundings.
