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Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Beating

The song "Sound of Falling Rain" is the main song of Hanqiao KTV. As a Maiba, Hanqiao's most outstanding achievement is that he successfully sang his ex-girlfriend to tears with this song.

Han Qiao brewed his emotions for a while.

"The sound of falling rain is like a song."

"Who would have thought that Ruan Ying would dare to listen."

Han Qiao's voice is still a bit immature, but this song is more about the resonance of the chest and head, so the sound comes out with its own reverberation.

Fan Bingbing and Jia Jingwen were both stunned. They had never heard this song before, but the sadness revealed in the song made their hearts tighten.

The melody of this song is just like the title. On a rainy day, you listen to the sound of rain alone, with a charming poignancy. As a love song, it does not cause heart-breaking pain, but is like a needle piercing your heart.

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"A lonely man is like a bird with broken wings."

"It's Ruan's fate to fly away."

Han Qiao thought of his previous life, when he was thirty years old and had accomplished nothing. The girls he had broken up with could still play two tables of mahjong together.

But there will still be regrets when we see each other again.

After finishing the song, Han Qiao raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. He really sang this song with a feeling of farewell.

"It sounds great, Brother Han. Who sang this song? Why have I never heard it before?" Fan Bingbing clapped her hands excitedly.

Han Qiao smiled: "This song is called The Sound of Falling Rain, and it is a song by Taiwanese queen Jiang Hui."

"This song is so nice." Jia Jingwen looked at Wu Jing, her eyes sparkling.

After Han Qiao finished singing this song, he felt depressed. He walked to Wu Jing and took a sip of wine.

Wu Jing felt itchy after hearing this, and also went up to grab the wheat.

"Han Qiao, did you sing this song on purpose?" A gentle female voice came from beside her,

Yu Feihong sat in the dim light, her eyes red.

Han Qiao looked at the wine on the counter. In such a short period of time, she drank six bottles of beer by herself.

Yu Feihong was born in 1971 and is now 28 years old. She became famous last year for the movie "Hand in Hand". She has been a beauty since she was a child. Her beauty is not frivolous, but gentle and dignified like a lady.

However, her relationship is not as bright as a star. When she was reborn in her previous life, she never heard of getting married and she was always alone.

"Teacher Yu, do you think it's beautiful on a rainy day?" Han Qiao took a sip of wine.

Yu Feihong felt depressed after hearing this. Rainy days are beautiful, but the sky will eventually clear up, and the past must pass.

The Wheat Contest on the stage finally ended with Jia Jingwen voluntarily withdrawing. Fan Bingbing leaned her little head in front of Wu Jing and watched Wu Jing skilfully move through the songs she knew and clicked on a song she was familiar with.

The familiar accompaniment sounded, Wu Jing held the microphone tightly, and her body swayed to the rhythm.

"Rise up, those who do not want to be slaves, take our flesh and blood..."

"Hahaha." Fan Bingbing burst into tears with laughter. Wu Jing sang with great energy, but nine out of ten words were not in tune.

Han Qiao also laughed out loud. In his previous life, he had heard Wu Jing singing on the Internet, and it was like a magical sound. He didn't expect that Wu Jing's singing level was still so stable twenty years ago.

With this song, everyone's atmosphere became lively.

Fan Bingbing can be called a hot spot expert. He walked to the stage and forced Yu Feihong to sing, and Yu Feihong sang a radio love song.

This song was released by Mok Wenwei in 1997. In the past two years, it has become popular all over the country. You can hear someone singing this song in every KTV.

Yu Feihong's voice is very gentle, very similar to her own temperament, and she has the feeling of a close sister.

After finishing a song, Han Qiao applauded.

Fan Bingbing is a little lunatic, and he invited Jia Jingwen and Wu Jing to sing a duet, and even picked some love songs, just to watch the excitement and not be afraid of getting into trouble.

Han Qiao covered his face, fearing that he might get into trouble. After all, he stayed on the set for several months, and he was surrounded by handsome men and beautiful women. The pressure was high, and it was easy for him to misfire.

Five people were noisy at twelve o'clock in the evening.

Han Qiao held Fan Bingbing with his left hand and carried Yu Feihong with his right hand. He felt a lot of pressure.

As for Wu Jing, Jia Jingwen lay on her body, making Wu Jing blush.

Both women drank too much, especially Yu Feihong, who drank nine bottles of beer by herself. Fan Bingbing didn't drink that much, but she had a poor drinking capacity. When she was drunk, she made a fuss, grabbed Han Qiao's ears, and

Pinch Han Qiao's waist.

Han Qiao was extremely annoyed, but fortunately Yu Feihong saved the trouble and rested his head on Han Qiao's shoulder, breathing lightly and not making any noise.

Return to the hotel.

Yu Feihong lived upstairs. Han Qiao first sent Fan Bingbing back to his room, and then helped Yu Feihong back to his room.

In the elevator, Han Qiao looked at Yu Feihong. This woman had a blushing face. Her jade-white skin was like a peach. Her plain dress outlined her figure. After being drunk, the thick heat was mixed with perfume.

The breath is intoxicating.

Han Qiao took out Yu Feihong's room card, let Yu Feihong lie on the bed, and took a deep breath. This life was really painful.

Han Qiao only turned on the bedside lamp and prepared to go out.

"Water, water." Yu Feihong murmured delicately on the bed.

Han Qiao had no choice but to mix warm water with a cup and bring it to the bed.

"Teacher Yu, the water is here." Han Qiao called softly.

Yu Feihong's eyes were filled with sleep. When he opened his eyes and saw Han Qiao, he smiled bitterly: "Han...Han Qiao, do you think I'm particularly useless?"

This question puzzled Han Qiao. He only saw Yu Feihong three times: "No, come and drink some water and have a good sleep. It will be sunny tomorrow."

Yu Feihong's eyes turned red again, and she covered her hands with the quilt and cried.

Han Qiao put down the water glass and didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Teacher Yu, how about I sing for you?"

Yu Feihong was buried in the quilt, with only watery eyes exposed.

Han Qiao coughed softly and sang lightly: "I can't help you predict whether it will be useful to compromise, but I don't want to let go of the pain of my friend's love..."

Han Qiao squatted beside the bed, his voice was very gentle, and singing this happy breakup song was really healing.

After singing the song, the room was quiet and the bedside lamp was dim. Yu Feihong looked at Han Qiao blankly. The atmosphere was awkward and somewhat ambiguous.

After a long time, Yu Feihong asked in a low voice: "What is the name of this song?"

"Happy breakup!" Han Qiao avoided Yu Feihong's eyes. If the two of them looked at each other for a long time, they would have the illusion of kissing. Especially after being drunk, Han Qiao felt like a fire was burning in his body.

"It sounds so good." Yu Feihong pulled away the quilt, her hair stuck to her collarbone playfully after sweating, her white skirt was messy, Han Qiao avoided his eyes, looking at it from this angle, there were mature fruits on the twigs.

Han Qiao didn't say goodbye, and Yu Feihong didn't say anything to let him go.

The two of them stayed in silence for a long time. After a long time, Han Qiao stood up. His legs were numb after squatting for a long time, and he was unsteady and fell towards the bed.

Yu Feihong exclaimed and supported Han Qiao with his hands.

The warm body temperature was still so hot through the clothes. Han Qiao looked at Yu Feihong and kissed him indescribably. The cool feeling filled his heart, sweet.

Yu Feihong's eyes widened, the fiery masculinity made her dizzy, and her stiff body lost strength in the fierce kiss.

Yu Feihong hugged the latter's broad back tightly, her eyes blurred.

When Han Qiao wanted to take another step, Yu Feihong held down the annoying hand and gasped: "Han Qiao, no."

Han Qiao was stunned, sniffing the aroma, and stood up from the bed, turning his back to Yu Feihong: "Teacher Yu, I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean to do it."

Yu Feihong covered herself with a quilt and held Han Qiao's hand: "Thank you Han Qiao, I like your song very much."

"Today we were all drunk and got drunk, will you understand, right?" Yu Feihong's voice was gentle.

Han Qiao nodded. He lost control. He was so lonely in this world. When he met Yu Feihong, whom he liked very much in his previous life, he couldn't help but want to hold her in his hands.

"Teacher Yu, go to bed early." Han Qiao took his hand out of the soft tissue.

Yu Feihong did not let go, she pulled Han Qiao hard.

"Don't go anywhere, just stay here with me."

Yu Feihong traced Han Qiao's brows with her fingers, and the two songs sang into her heart. Perhaps the lost people were connected and both felt the fragility of their hearts.

Han Qiao took off his shoes, lay on the bed, hugged Yu Feihong, and subconsciously stroked his proud curves.

Yu Feihong didn't stop her. She nestled her head on Han Qiao's chest, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Listening to the thin breathing, Han Qiao suddenly had the idea of ​​buying a house.

(End of chapter)