Rescue System: Fleeing Host, calm down

Chapter 402 A day’s work

She has a bohemian temperament and is more outgoing than men. She looks like a hypebeast who used to negotiate contracts with her bosses while drinking and boxing when she was the director.

This was the first time that Zhao Weili saw such a bold and unruly woman.

Her drunken temperament was a hundred times more passionate than her original temperament.

Crazy until the end.?

Finally, the temper that had been suppressed for a long time was released directly.

What is the main performance?

The mood is so high that I have to sing a song.

"Brother Wuling, come on, come on, I have wine today and I'm drunk now, how can I have fun without singing now."

Start by dumping all the leftover dishes on the table.

When Zhao Wuling was still confused and confused, she solemnly picked up a pair of chopsticks.

He handed it to the other party and said proudly: "Get it."

Let him beat the rhythm for her.

The person who had a chopstick stuffed into one hand only felt that the other person was going to do something shocking again.

Fortunately, all the servants were sent away early.

"I, I'm going to start, I'll give you a song of 'My Good Brother'."

Zhao Wuling smiled sincerely at this time and looked into those hazy and wandering apricot eyes, "Young Master Cheng is really versatile, and there is no need to be arty."

"That's right!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao stood up unsteadily, stretched out his hand and shook it. He always felt that something was missing. Well, something was missing?

Well!

By the way, Mai Ba artifact!

There was no such thing in ancient times.

But he glanced around.

I found a thin-necked broken vase on the ancient shelf in the distance that was more suitable.

Walked over unsteadily.

He decisively unplugged everything plugged in and walked back to the table.

Holding the freshly unearthed ‘microphone’.

"Accompaniment, knock on it."

She raised her hand to signal.

The clear voice immediately echoed in the air.

“In your glorious hour, let me sing you a song;

My good brother, you tell me when you are suffering in your heart;

Let’s walk together on the road ahead, even if it’s a river, we’ll cross it together;

What does it mean to be a little bit tired? When you need me."

The voice is very nice, with a lightness to it, unlike the dark and rough voice that is deliberately suppressed when speaking.

Is this her original voice?

Light and sweet.

This is how women should be.

Listen carefully!

The lyrics are simple but catchy.

The true artistic conception expressed makes people feel and resonate with it.

The elegance in Zhao Wuling's heart also began to rhythm.

Try tapping the syllables with the chopsticks in your hand.

"The friendship of friends is higher than the sky and wider than the earth. We will definitely remember those years;

The friendship of friends is the greatest treasure we have in this life, like a glass of wine or an old song."

When singing to the climax, Cheng Xiaoxiao seemed to be in the scene, his emotions were truly revealed, and the atmosphere of the scene was so mesmerizing that people could unknowingly be drawn into it and share the melancholy of life.

When she sang the song for the second time, Zhao Weili could already use the chopsticks in her hand to accompany her lyrics.

“I have come to spend time with you, my good brother;

There is bitterness in my heart, but you told me that life rarely has its ups and downs;

You still have to live a strong life, cry and laugh, at least you still have me~!"

When the love is so strong, I can't help but recall the past, and my singing voice rises to the top of my lungs.

"The friendship of friends~! It is higher than the sky and wider than the earth. We will definitely remember those years~!

The friendship of friends~! The greatest thing we have in this life is like a glass of wine or an old song."

Woohoo!

“Like, a glass of wine.”

The voice was choked and trembling, and the person who was originally singing in high spirits now had a hoarse voice with a crying tone.

Tears couldn't stop coming to my eyes.

"Woo, it's like an old song."

The fingertips of the hand tightly squeezing the neck of the bottle turned slightly white from the exertion.

The pain in my heart bursts out like a flood from a dam.

I have been in this world for a long time, and I have been forced to accept it, forced to do tasks, forced to escape, and forced to grow.

All things were out of her control, and she had been enduring it silently without daring to slack off at all.

Originally, she was a white-collar woman who lived a comfortable life. She had no worries about life and had nothing to worry about.

But fate played a big joke on her.

He took away everything she had worked so hard for and made her bear everything she shouldn't have to bear.

Who knows how much of the bitterness and tears involved? Life rarely has its ups and downs, but you need to live a strong life. There will be pain and laughter, at least you still have me, but what does she have?

Who can understand the pain in her heart?

Feel the depression, depression, self-deprecation, and unwillingness in the host's heart.

It also drops golden beans.

"Host, host, you and me."

"Host, we live and die together, we are the best brothers."

"Our friendship will be like an old song, a glass of wine, higher than the sky and wider than the earth, and time will remember us. Don't be sad, people will want to cry too, woo woo woo."

The system also cried uncontrollably.

There were cries both inside and outside.

The woman who was so cheerful before was now crying like a helpless child.

The sudden change caught Zhao Wuling off guard.

Never would I have imagined that a drunk person who loses control would be so fragile and pitiable.

Were they all her disguises?

Pretending to be a good man who does justice without asking for anything in return, a shrewd businessman who takes every step of the way, and a bold and uninhibited young master of the Qing Dynasty, he hides his helplessness, his emotions, his sadness, and hides himself from no one else.

The pressure of knowing.

Living under a mask, living in dissatisfaction, just like him, he was unwilling to accept the grievances, and ridiculed and ridiculed himself.

Outsiders all envy the external scenery, but who cares about the invasion of darkness under the scenery.

How many people know the bitterness and helplessness in her heart?

Who understands?

The sobbing woman in his arms made him unable to help but feel moved and sad.

The emotional resonance has gone beyond the budding love, just like what she sang about the ups and downs of life. As long as someone cries and laughs with you, it is the greatest rarity in this life.

Their friendship will be higher than the sky and wider than the earth.

He will cherish this moment of friendship for the rest of his life.

And the blessings she sent him.

Zhao Wuling didn't really open his heart to accept Cheng Xiaoxiao until this moment.

Because they are like-minded people.

In the future, they can be allies who fight side by side, friends who talk about everything, or even trustworthy family members.

Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't know that she was as fierce as a tiger.

A conspirator and blood-crazy person who was a little curious about her and a little defensive about her changed several things in one day.

From being a business partner worth cooperating with at the beginning, to being smitten to the point of secret agreement, and then to being a like-minded friend who can be trusted, she only used one word, one meal, one song, and one emotional outburst.

"Mingyue, when will the bright moon come? Let's drink some wine and talk about Sangma!"

After helping the person stumble into the guest room, someone was still thinking casually.

The attendant who followed behind wanted to take over the work from his grandfather. When had he ever served an outsider when he was so old?

"Master, come on if you are young!"

"No, you go get a basin of hot water and let the kitchen make a bowl of hangover tea."

"But."

(End of chapter)