My first love got married: I was forced to sing to celebrate

"The host slept a beautiful sleep, and the skin whitened +1..."

"The host slept a beautiful sleep, and his mental power was +1..."

"The host slept a beautiful sleep, and his appearance was +1..."

"The host slept beautifully, and the hair activity +1..."

...

As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard a prompt sound in my head.

Zhang Yuan went to take a shower and brush his teeth refreshed....

“... +1 for whitening of host teeth..."

“... +1 for host oral purification..."

“... host..."

"I really don't want to be stronger. "

Look at yourself in the mirror and become more and more perfect.

Zhang Yuan sighed distressedly.

It's getting more and more handsome.

The hair also became dark and bright, full of spirituality, as if it could shine.

There was a fragrance in his mouth.

It's light.

But it really exists.

With such a perfect man, it's really not safe to walk outside.

Zhang Yuan: "Do I want to learn martial arts or something, what if a woman plots against me?"

He took out his phone and took a selfie.

With text, update Weibo.

Brother Yuan: It's another beautiful day. "Meitu".

"Wow, Yuan Yuan is so handsome. "

"Woo woo, this face is so delicate, the skin is so smooth, I can sit and spin. "

"Upstairs, don't defile our Yuanyuan. "

", Brother Yuan's Weibo is occupied by a sister?".

"Why do you have Yan Gou everywhere, can't you appreciate Brother Yuan's talent?"

"That's it, when will Brother Yuan come out with a boutique, we are all your fans, and your singing is really good-looking. "

"Upstairs is also Yan Gou!".

Zhang Yuan looked funny.

While sitting there eating, I scrolled through Weibo.

saw that netizens all asked him to sing.

Zhang Yuan suddenly remembered that after his singing skills improved, he didn't seem to have experimented yet.

Zhang Yuan was also a little nervous.

People want to express themselves.

Moreover, there are so many songs in my head, if I don't take them out.

It's also a loss.

Zhang Yuan held his chin and thought about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he had an idea.

On the Internet, netizens are still going crazy.

Yang Mi kept staring at Zhang Yuan's movements.

Fat Di next to him smiled while eating cucumbers: "Don't wait, Zhang Yuan will definitely ignore you." "

Yang Mi: "Impossible, I'm Yang Mi." "

Fat Di pouted and smiled.

She would love to say, for the straight man of steel.

Don't say you're Yang Mi.

Even if Chang'e comes, should she ignore it or ignore it.

Over time.

Yang Mi is also a little unconfident.

Because Zhang Yuan has not contacted him.

"Does this guy really ignore me?".

"It's too much. "

"I'm Yang Mi. "

Yang Mi was a little angry, no matter how many men pleased themselves, they didn't have a chance.

As a result, Zhang Yuan was good, and she Yang Mi took the initiative.

Zhang Yuan didn't react?

Fat Di saw that Yang Mi's face was dark, and she couldn't help but persuade: "Okay, Sister Mi, it's not worth it to be angry with a straight man of steel." "

Yang Mi: "I'm going to be angry, I don't care..."

At that moment, the phone clicked.

Yang Mi quickly clicked on the phone.

Fat Di: "..."

I don't care if it's okay.

"Huh, it's audio, is this guy singing?".

Yang Mi thought that Zhang Yuan had replied to herself.

But when I opened it, I found that it was not.

She was about to get angry, but she froze.

The finger couldn't help but click play:

A voice with vicissitudes came, and in just a moment, Yang Mi felt helpless and sad.

The corners of her eyes suddenly moistened, and she resounded about the years she had struggled!

Scenes came to mind.

made Yang Mi's eyes red, and she couldn't help but turn her head.

......

When I walk here on every street

My heart never seemed to be at peace

In addition to the roar of the engine and the sound of electricity

I seemed to hear his candle-bone heartbeat

I'm laughing here

I'm crying here

I'm alive here

He died here, too

I'm here to pray

I'm lost here

I'm looking here

Lose here....

Beijing!Beijing!

............

Fat Di, who ate cucumbers, stopped eating and listened to music in a daze.

I don't know when the comments on the Internet will stop.

It was as if the world had fallen silent.

This moment... Capital.

In the corner....

In the company....

At the construction site....

In the office....

Under the flyover....

School, nightclub, set...

There were people covering their faces and crying.

On the bus, the vicissitudes of singing rang from the mobile phone, and the whole car was extremely quiet.

The passengers' eyes were red.

Expensive specialty stores.

The beautiful girl looked at the beautiful dress in her hand, and tears were silent.

A rental house.

The young couple was relatively speechless, silently hugging each other to comfort each other.

Under the overpass, the dreamer with messy hair grabbed the guitar tightly, buried his head in his arms, and shrugged his shoulders...

A song that sang and cried countless people who were working hard in the capital.

A song.

Let this bustling city cry bitterly.

And the initiator Zhang Yuan.

But he packed his things and boarded the plane to the magic capital.