It was already dark when I came out of Yingzi's house, and the streets were brightly lit.
Wang Hong and Yaru walked back together.
As the saying goes, if there is no north wind, you will die. In the evening, there was no wind, but it was very cold. Both of them put on the hats of their down jackets and put on gloves and masks.
Wang Hong is tall, 1.74 meters tall, and stands out from the crowd when walking on the street. Yaru looks petite next to her, Xiaojiabiyu.
The effect of alcohol made Wang Hong very excited. When she passed by the Purple Emperor Cabaret, she insisted on dragging Yaru to sing. Yaru didn't want to go, but Wang Hong kept flirting and felt a little depressed, so she agreed.
The Purple Emperor Cabaret is on the sixth floor of the shopping mall. Wang Hong called Yingzi again when she was taking the elevator up. She didn't sing well, so at least it wouldn't be a shame to call Yingzi, who sang well.
Yingzi didn't want to come. She was taboo about any place where she could sing. If it weren't for singing, she wouldn't have the scary scar on her face. This was her deepest pain. But Wang Hong tried her best to invite her and just drank at her house.
After finishing the wine, it was hard to refuse, not to mention that Wang Hong was still the master.
Wang Hong and Yaru entered the karaoke hall and ordered a medium bag, wine and fruit plate. The waiter asked if he wanted the young master to order songs. Wang Hong said yes, but he must be 1.8 meters tall and handsome, otherwise he would be exempted.
talk.
The waiter looked at Wang Hong, who was taller than herself, and stuck out her tongue, saying, "Sister, I really don't have anyone that tall in my family."
"What are you talking about without me? Look for it quickly. If you can't find it, don't pay. I'm singing today." Wang Hong threatened the waiter, who then left with a grin.
"You-" Yaru shook her head helplessly.
"What am I doing? I did this because I saw you were unhappy, otherwise I would have gone home to accompany Lao Fang." Wang Hong said, taking off her down jacket and hanging it on the hanger, and then taking off her thin shirt, only wearing black
Wearing a half-sleeved short shirt, the two majestic peaks on the chest are undoubtedly exposed.
"How about we leave?" Yaru said.
"Let's go? Where are we going? Once you've come, let's settle down and have a good time." Wang Hongqi opened two bottles of beer and handed one to Yaru, saying, "This is the time to relax. I must make you happy today."
"I'm fine."
"I know there's nothing wrong with you. It's mainly because you're in a bad mood. I'm telling you, girl, don't think about that. You're also a person who dropped forty and rushed to fifty. You've lived for most of your life and you still don't understand what's going on?
I know you and Lao Tan are good friends, but I'm sorry to see Lao Tan's son today. I feel like I'm doing something wrong. In fact, you don't have to think about that at all. You are good with whomever you are good with, and you are not breaking the law, so what can you do?
You are not as good as Zhang Li in this regard. At that time, Lao Tan hadn't divorced yet, so they were still the same, and even if you got along well with Lao Tan's son, outsiders couldn't tell at all."
"I can't------" Yaru said.
"Learn to adapt." Wang Hong said, "I think you two can get together in the future."
"No." Yaru shook her head and said, "My big son, he is such a big son, how tired it is to be together. Besides, it doesn't necessarily mean that the two of us are together now. It's good to live our own lives."
"You mean distance creates beauty." Wang Hong joked.
Yaru said nothing, picked up the wine and took a sip.
Soon Yingzi arrived.
The karaoke hall had a familiar and strange feeling to Yingzi. She resisted but also lingered on this place. After all, God gave her a good voice, and she used this voice to splendidly spend her youth.
But people, you never know who you will meet or what you will experience in your life. When you meet good people, you will be safe and happy, but when you meet bad people, there is nothing to say, and it is hard to be stumbling, suffering and sad.
Sometimes I think about the life of ordinary people like this. No one is always smooth sailing, and no one is always miserable. There are three poor, three rich, three rises and threes, and live to old age, no matter they are men or women.
To put it bluntly, as long as you don't die, you have to live, and you have to live well. No matter whether you are eating chaffy vegetables or fine food, your life is only one, and it is best to live a flavorful life, so that your life will not be in vain.
"I haven't come to the karaoke hall for many years." Yingzi said with emotion.
"You just have low self-esteem, why can't you come? I want to have your good voice and come every day." Wang Hong said.
Yingzi smiled and said: "At first, I didn't dare to come because I was afraid that my face would scare people. Later on, I didn't have the conditions to come. I was alone with a child and had no time to eat. Now I have no intention.
, I almost forgot about this place.”
"To jog your memory today."
After Wang Hong finished speaking, she was going to order some songs and asked Yingzi what to sing. Yingzi said that she hadn’t sung for many years and didn’t know what to sing. Besides, she didn’t know whether her voice was good or not. She asked Wang Hong to play two songs first and listen to them to get used to the environment and drink some.
Let’s talk about wine later.
So Wang Hong ordered two popular online songs and played them, and the three women chatted while drinking and listening to the songs.
But this is a karaoke hall after all, so what's the point if you don't sing? After the two songs, Wang Hong took the lead in singing "Rolling in the Red Dust". To be honest, her singing was average, but her spirit was commendable, and her loud and loud voice shook the speakers.
direct sound.
The atmosphere immediately rose.
Next, Wang Hong asked Yaru to sing, and Yaru ordered a more difficult song called "The Sea".
After finishing the song, Yingzi and Wang Hong applauded together. They sang really well, and even the waiter outside the door stopped to listen.
Next, Yingzi also chose a song, which was "My Loulan" by Yun Duo.
When the prelude sounded, Yingzi stood up, cleared her throat, tried the microphone, then smiled at Yaru and Wang Hong, and then started singing.
"I want to ask the desert to borrow a curve
Sew a cloak to keep you warm
Touch your soul with my heart
I'll keep warm by that stove------"
Ethereal, soothing, with the rhythm of ancient vicissitudes, it hit my face instantly. I don’t know, I must have thought it was the original song——
Wang Hong had already raised her hands to her chest and wanted to applaud vigorously, but she was afraid that the applause would disturb the singing, so she stopped clapping, and then listened attentively and intoxicated------
The same goes for Yaru.
At this time, Yingzi has become one with Loulan. The graceful undulations of the desert and the sorrow of ancient times are like crying, telling the gentleness, beauty and inner desire------
As far as the eye can see, the Western Region falls, and the quicksand falls to mourn the Poplar euphratica.
How can a woman who has been wearing gauze for thousands of years, drawing curves and eyebrows make her heartbroken?
After the song ends, there is a bit of silence.
The singer has become the person in the song, and the listener has forgotten a little bit, with tears of excitement in the corners of his eyes.
After a while, Yingzi slowly put down the microphone, then returned to the original position and took a cup to drink.
Wang Hong and Yaru, who were intoxicated by the singing, woke up and applauded——
"The singing is so good, it's almost like the original song." Wang Hong exclaimed excitedly.
"It's two different realms from the original singer. Yingzi's singing is poignant and euphemistic, moving her to tears. It's so penetrating that it's still ringing in my ears now," Yaru said.
Under the compliments of the two men, Yingzi smiled indifferently and said calmly: "It's not that good, let's have a drink."
Wang Hong and Yaru quickly raised their glasses, and the three of them clinked their glasses and drank together.
At this time, the door of the private room opened, and the waiter led a woman in her forties with a delicate face into the room.
"Sorry to bother you, I work at the bakery. I was attracted by the singing when I went to the bathroom just now. The singing was so good that I kept listening to it outside the door.
I want to ask who sang it?" the delicate woman asked.