The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Si Xue smiled faintly, but his smile looked a little pale, "Wan Qing, you are so kind...I am lucky enough to be able to make friends like you, it's worth it anyway."

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing's mood was slightly depressed.

In this way, Si Xue always made her feel as if she was about to be separated from man and nature... She didn't know what else she was going through besides blindness and amputation.

"Don't talk about these unhappy ones."

Mu Wanqin sat by Si Xue's bed, "I haven't taught you that song yet! I even choreographed a finger dance for it. I will teach you how to learn it!"

Si Xue hesitated a little, and was a little inferior.

Mu Wanqing sings so well, but she only had a dream of a singer when she was a child, but she was just an amateur.

Besides, she can't see anything...

"I...really all right?" Si Xue hesitated.

"Come on, I'm too bored lately! I finally came out to play with you, you can't make me happy!"

Mu Wanqing kept shaking Si Xue's arm.

Hearing what she said, Si Xue finally didn't hesitate, raised her head with a faint smile, stretched out his hand to try to find Mu Wanqing's location, and felt empty.

But the next second, Mu Wanqing took the initiative to hold her hand, "I am here, I will teach you."

The girl's ethereal voice sounded melodiously and tactfully in the ward, as gentle as the warm winter sun, but with a bit of stubbornness to fight the cold.

Mu Wanqing sat beside Si Xue, she wrapped her waist, taught her hand movements while humming the song "Tian Lai" softly.

"The lights are dim at dusk, Ye Xingchen is on the other side,

The girl held a lantern in her hand, smiling like a flower.

You are waiting for me in the depths of time, listening to the singing softly,

I'm at the end of the floating life, telling that song of heaven..."

Si Xue chuckled lightly. She was immersed in Mu Wanqing's very infectious voice, and her fingers even gave her a sense of picture when she was teaching dance...

She could feel her fingers dancing, and she knew how the fingers were moving, as if she could actually see them.

Ye Yuchen stood silently beside him.

He stared at the two girls with deep eyes, a little sour in his heart, so he turned his head to the side.

Mu Wanqing spends this time as the last time in her life... So she wants to sing to others, and also wants to teach others her new song.

After all, Tian Hou Qingchen will no longer stand on the stage.

Even if she signs up for a Weibo trumpet, she hopes that this new song that has not yet been released... can be heard by her fans in other ways.

But Ye Yuchen didn't want it.

He didn't hope that this time would be her last time.

"Really good." Si Xuetian smiled.

She was smiling, she hadn't shown such a sincere smile for a long time, and the beautiful emotions also infected Mu Wanqing.

Si Xue's servant stood by and recorded this beautiful scene, watching the two girls with insufficient life balance cherish each other, their eyes were reddish...

"Late Qing, will you always sing?"

"Yes." Mu Wanqing replied without hesitation.

But soon, the smile in her eyes gradually faded, and she looked down a little disappointed, and sneered, "If I have a chance, I will definitely... I want to act."

Hearing this, Si Xue pressed her lips tightly.

She thought of Mu Wanqing’s illness and her servant telling her that Mu Wanqing’s life was about to come to an end...

Such a kind and beautiful girl.

Such a beautiful voice...

Who can bear to let her leave like this?