The champion of protecting flowers in modern times

"By the way, Henry Zhang." When Henry Zhang had just walked out of the door and Ye Sang hadn't closed the door, Jun Tieying suddenly stopped, turned around and walked over, and took the He wrote an envelope, "Someone sent you a letter from the school some time ago, and I accepted it for you."

Jun Tieying walked over and handed the sealed envelope to Henry Zhang.

"My letter?" Henry Zhang accepted the letter with a puzzled expression, "There is still someone sending a letter at this time?"

When Henry Zhang took it and turned to leave, Jun Tieying closed the door, and at this moment, Ye Sang walked towards the bathroom, the door walked in, and the moment the door closed, Ye Sang subconsciously raised his eyes... …

"itch ww".

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Ye Sang's voice screamed.

"Sangsang, what's the matter?" Jun Tieying's voice sounded from outside.

"No...it's nothing." Ye Sang's voice sounded a little flustered, "It's just that I almost slipped and fell."

Jun Tieying snorted, "Be careful, your injury is just right."

Ye Sang didn't respond to Jun Tieying anymore, but stared at the line of words on the mirror...

Come to my room tonight.

His cheeks became hot for a while, and at this moment, Ye Sang felt that his face was already hot red, his heart was beating wildly like a deer bumping, and he panicked all of a sudden.

"This... is this what he left behind?" Ye Sang touched her red cheeks, and her face in the mirror blushed a lot. What do these seven words mean? all clear.

"He, did he show it to me, or to Tieying?" Ye Sang's thoughts were a little confused, and he recalled that when Henry Zhang left just now, he seemed to have a meaningful smile towards him.

"He still asked me to send him out. Could it be... that he wanted to hint to me to come in and read these words while I was sending him out?" Ye Sang's thinking was completely lost in a misunderstanding. When she saw the mirror, When I wrote this short line, my mind was completely "disordered".

"What should I do? What should I do?" Ye Sang kept asking herself, "Am... am I ready?"

Although Ye Sang was the only one in the bathroom, she was so shy at the moment that she wanted to get into a crack in the ground, and at the same time, she couldn't help secretly accusing Henry Zhang, this question, asking herself in such a way, this Let yourself how to do it.

Ye Sang was in a daze, quickly wiped off the words on the mirror, and walked out of the bathroom, her face still reddened.

Jun Tieying was still blushing in the bathroom, although Jun Tieying was very puzzled, but she didn't ask too much, and then Ye Sang walked back to her room full of thoughts.

boom.

Henry Zhang closed the door, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Missy should have seen the words on the mirror." Henry Zhang hesitated, "Will she come over?"

Henry Zhang thought for a while, and muttered, "Will this be too abrupt and beautiful?"

After thinking for a while, Henry Zhang shook his head, and then his eyes fell on the envelope.

"It turned out to be a letter sent from the capital?" Henry Zhang glanced at the handwriting on the envelope, it was beautiful and beautiful, obviously it was a girl's handwriting, and it looked vaguely familiar, "It seems to be..." Henry Zhang thought a guess. [

The envelope was still completely unopened, Henry Zhang tore open the envelope, and took out the contents.

A letter, a ticket.

"Shui Ningyun National Tour Concert Pearl Station?" Henry Zhang was stunned for a while, and then smiled lightly, "This little girl's popularity is getting higher and higher, and there is no danger of a killer, so it didn't take long for her comeback , There was actually a concert.”

Henry Zhang looked at the time on the concert ticket, was stunned for a while, and couldn't help smiling bitterly, "It seems that I'm not lucky enough to watch it."

The time above the concert is impressively tonight.

That is to say, at this moment, Shui Ningyun is probably singing on the stage in front of thousands of light sticks.

"Come on." Henry Zhang whispered silently, and put the concert tickets aside.During this period of time, I had too many things to do. I stayed here for nearly ten days in the Golden Triangle. Even if I knew in advance that Shui Ningyun invited me to this concert, I couldn't make it tonight.

Now, I can only cheer for Shui Ningyun silently in my heart, "This should be her first concert."

At night, the bright oriental pearl.

At the Oriental Art Center, flashing lights flashed, and on the stage under the spotlights, a fairy in a breathtakingly beautiful white dress was dancing. Light sticks were swaying neatly in all directions on the stage. In addition, there were Quite a few were holding signs that said...

"Shui Ningyun, I love you."

"Narcissus!"

In this day and age, many celebrity fan clubs have some titles, or some nicknames for their favorite celebrities, such as bananas, apples, oranges, etc. There are countless.

As for Shui Ningyun, gradually, in the hearts of fans, she has the nickname of 'Narcissus'.

It blooms holy and beautiful like daffodils.

In the hearts of all fans, Shui Ningyun is a goddess, a fairy worthy of worship.Her glamorous look can always touch the heartstrings of fans with one hit, followed by endless screams.

With the sound of the beautiful melody, the melody of Shui Ningyun's latest single, and a song that became popular in just a few weeks, lingered in everyone's ears leisurely.

The theme of this concert is also the same name, with the title song as the theme of the concert.

In the eyes of the outside world, Shui Ningyun is a glamorous goddess. Her main song is full of nostalgia, just like the seven fairies descending to earth, playing a beautiful love song with the mortals in the world. People can't help but get drunk.

It seems to be listening to ancient myths, and it seems to be deeply understanding the longing for the lover deep in the girl's heart.

Shui Ningyun wrote the lyrics and music of this song.

However, there are many people in the circle who are skeptical of this statement.Even absolutely do not believe it.In their eyes, it is absolutely impossible for Shui Ningyun, an iceberg goddess who loves any man without hesitation, to create such a touching and touching song of longing. [

The song sang out of the hearts of the people.

She doesn't have such a heart.

The melodious and beautiful melody is lingering in my ears. On the stage, Shui Ningyun is dressed in a holy white dress, just like a beautiful goddess on the Ice God Mountain. snow mountain.

The cold wind is bleak.

From the audience's point of view, Shui Ningyun at this moment is a goddess standing quietly on the top of the snow mountain.

Eyes staring in one direction.

No one noticed that the direction the goddess was staring at now was an empty VP VIP box.

Empty.

He didn't come.

In the eyelids, a touch of longing flows gently...

The gazing on the snow-capped mountain seemed to be a watchdog, with the corners of the eyes and the brows occasionally passing a touch of a girl's tenderness. At this moment, all the fans in the audience were stunned.

Accustomed to the glamor of the goddess, suddenly "showing" such a girlish face, of course, directly shocked people's hearts. Suddenly, the audience fell silent.

Listen quietly...

The longing outside the sky is the world of mortals.

The ice god's tears are snowflakes.

The cold wind gently caressed Qiushui Wangchuan's eyes.

"Knead" the smoothie that crushed inches of miss.

I asked Shenxin if he had moved his mortal thoughts and touched Yuelao's red rope.

I asked the fairy if she fell into the mortal world and broke her noble wings.

The longing of the girl on Bingshen Mountain carries the sadness of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl who have been cut for thousands of years.

Thinking, like resentment.

Thinking, like caring.

The girl Magpie Bridge on the Ice God listens to the sweet wish of the mortal under the grape trellis.

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Missing songs with ancient style, unique melody charm, it is memorable.

fascinating.

At this moment, it seemed that a picture appeared in everyone's mind:

In the starry sky, there is a mountain of ice gods. A girl on the mountain quietly ran to the side of the magpie bridge. Her nimble eyes were full of longing, and she listened enviously to the two men and women who were talking about their feelings under the grape trellis.

Before the flowers and under the moon, I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

"Although it's the hundredth time I've listened to it today, hearing the goddess perform this song from the scene still makes me fascinated, yearning, and 'blurred'..."

"I was conquered by this song by Shui Ningyun."

When the singing stopped and the melody hadn't disappeared, the voices of intoxicated praise rose up and down around the stage.

"What the hell, I can't help but think of my dad in the sky. I wonder if he eavesdropped on me and my daughter-in-law on the magpie bridge." A big man wiped his face with tears.

"........."

In an instant, everyone around him was speechless at the same time, and the beautiful mood created in their hearts disappeared with the words of the big man.

"What the hell, that holy fairy has become your father in your fantasy!"

If it weren't for seeing the big man crying so deeply, it seemed that he was really sad, maybe someone couldn't help but want to beat him in the first place.

The applause exploded like thunder!

For a long time.

"For everyone, the miss of the girl on Bingshen Mountain." Shui Ningyun still couldn't help looking at the empty spot, and sighed softly deep in her heart.

The concert continues...

And far away in a hotel in Kunming, in one of the rooms, there is also a young girl's heart beating in the jule, like a deer bumping, and her heart is in a mess.

Ye Sang sometimes sat on the bed, sometimes stood up, biting her red lips tightly.

Watching the time go by minute by minute.

"Should I go there?"

Ye Sang didn't know how many times she asked herself this question, the redness on her cheeks couldn't fade away.

However, I still can't make up my mind to make a choice.

"I'm not ready yet." Ye Sang stood in front of the mirror, lightly took off her clothes, and turned slightly sideways. On her back, the whip wound was still clearly visible, and the herbal "medicine" of Biluse was applied, It looked like a faint blemish appeared on a piece of crystal clear jasper.

"This is not the perfect me."

Ye Sang whispered to herself, looked at the whip on her back, turned around and lay down on the bed for a moment, and directly covered her head with the quilt, "Forget it, don't think about it."

After being quiet for a while, Ye Sang couldn't help but sat up again, hesitated for a while, and said to himself hesitantly, "But, if I don't go over, will he... be unhappy?"

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