honey love diamond cold wife

But in China, street performances only mean one meaning, that is, poverty, desolation, shabbiness, embarrassment, lack of food and clothing...

Cheng Liuli listened quietly, the girl plucked the strings, and sang softly with a mournful and melodious voice:

. . . . . .

who makes a pot of tea on the cliff

warm past life concern

And I'm adjusting for the millennium time difference

Love and hate drink it all

The years beat on the rocks

I have long hair again

Patiently waiting for the coastline to change

heavy rain is about to fall

the wind blows hard

who is afraid

The sea breeze has always been attached to the sand

you miss my years

miss my new branches

and my grey hair

Butterflies are still madly in love with flowers

you miss my years

miss my reincarnated cheek

do you still love me

I'm waiting for you

Ah, the memories of reincarnation are weathering

i will keep it in mind

. . . . . .

It was a very, very old song, but for some reason, it fell into Cheng Liuli's ears at this moment, and tears filled her eyes unknowingly.

The sun has already set, and the tired bird has returned to its nest. She stands in the bustling center of the city, but it is like standing in a vast expanse of white Gobi snow.

Chu Yilun, you finally missed my years and my branches. ． ． ． ． ．

If there is an afterlife, will you really still love me?

The night gradually came, drowning the girl's figure and her singing.

After a long time, Cheng Liuli recovered from the soul wandering, took a breath, and put a large 50 yuan bill in his hand into the small jar full of dime in front of the girl——

The girl raised her head, a smile of surprise and joy spread across her face.

"Thank you! Thank you!!" She stopped singing and hurriedly expressed her gratitude to Cheng Liuli.

"You're welcome." Cheng Liuli turned around with a smile, and slowly walked home with her exhausted body.

The water bottle she brought with her has long been exhausted, and she wants to save one yuan for mineral water and two yuan for the bus fare, so she can only endure thirst, caress her contracted stomach from hunger, and eat Dry bread brought from home in the morning.

That was the breakfast that Cheng Qin brought her in the morning. Due to her busy "business", she never had time to eat it.

At this moment, the bread was cracked by the cold wind in late autumn, and it was as dry as a hard cake to chew. Even so, she tucked in the hem of her windbreaker, still eating with relish.

If the daily business is as hot as it is today, then the daily income will be at least 500 yuan, plus she goes to distribute leaflets to people every night, and the monthly income will be more than 1000 yuan. ． ． ． ． ．Calculated in this way, the mother's medical expenses will not be a problem.

Taking another bite of dry bread, Cheng Liuli carefully calculated that if her income remained stable like this, she could buy a bigger house for her mother, and even hire a nanny to take care of her daily life. ． ． ． ． ．

Walking along the dimly lit park wall, Cheng Liuli buried all the hesitation and sadness in his heart, summoned all his courage, and faced the future as distant and gloomy as the night before him.

There seemed to be a big hole in his heart, and the cold wind kept pouring in.

Facing so many people during the day, she is busy painting, selling, and greeting people, with a bright smile on her face all the time, because she knows that she can't stop, once she stops, the heart-biting pain will be gone. He will immediately pinch her up, bind her tightly, and wrap her tightly around her. ． ． ． ． ．