you are my unforgettable

"I've arrived at your house. Is there anything else you can do, Young Master Bo?" Bing Tao, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, raised her heart again, wondering what Bo Yuhan wanted to do again.I walked with him for more than half an hour, and I was still silent and unable to speak along the way, which was a double torture of body and spirit.

"You are not allowed to leave yet." Under the cold moonlight, the expression on Bo Yuhan's face could not be seen clearly, his tone was hard, and there was no doubt about it.

"Why? Thank you very much, Young Master Bo, for helping me today, but it's getting dark now, and I need to go home and rest." Bingtao rubbed her toes on the ground under her feet in distress, not understanding what kind of nerves Bo Yuhan was having today, What they did was weird.

"Suddenly I really want to hear someone sing, and it won't be too late to sing a song for this young master." Bo Yuhan closed his lips and thought for a few seconds, then suddenly said in an extremely cold voice.Then, Bingtao, who was so surprised that she hadn't recovered, led her towards the gate of the villa in strides.

"Hey Young Master Bo, I don't know how to sing, you'd better hire another master." Clenched by Bo Yuhan's big hand, Bing Tao couldn't forcefully shake off her arm, so she could only follow Bo Yuhan into the villa.

But Bo Yuhan's request was too whimsical. She has been tone deaf since she was a child, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't sing in tune at all.

Therefore, the thinking of a rich and noble son is that ordinary people are different, and they only care about their own pleasure when they are self-willed, and they don't care about other people's expressions at all, as if everyone should revolve around him.

"You can learn if you can't." Bo Yuhan ignored Bingtao's protest and dragged her to the highest point of the villa.Without turning on the light, she came to the window by the light of the moon and pushed it open.

Suddenly, a gust of cool wind blew in, sweeping up the plain white gauze curtains all over the wall.All of a sudden, the light and shadow of the full moon surged, ethereal like a fairyland.

"I can't learn it... Wow, the night view here is so beautiful." Bingtao rubbed her nose speechlessly, and followed Bo Yuhan's way to face out of the window, raising her eyes to look into the distance.With just one glance, Bingtao was attracted by the scenery outside the window.

She had never noticed that Bo Yuhan's garden villa was actually located on the highest hill in the urban area.Standing here and looking down from the window, you can have a panoramic view of the whole brightly lit city.

The bright lights of high-rise buildings in the distance form a flickering piece, just like the stars in the sky scattered on the natural curtain of the night, which is extremely beautiful.On the road below the mountain, the flashing car lights are like meteors, lighting up from far to near and then disappearing.

Because the garden villa was built on the top of the mountain, there was a thin layer of fog at the foot of the mountain. Under the shroud of mist and light moonlight, everything became unreal like a dream.

The gentle breeze brought the fragrance of roses in the garden, and also brought the occasional low chirping of grass bugs, making the already quiet space even deeper and quieter.You can clearly see the bustling traffic in the bustling city in the distance, but you can't hear the hustle and bustle of the bustling city in your ears.

The mountain mist between the villa and the bright lights is like an insurmountable barrier, separating the noise of the city from the tranquility here.Let the people standing here, for no reason, give birth to a lonely feeling of watching the glitz and vicissitudes of the world with cold eyes.

It is probably this feeling that the high places mentioned in the book are too cold.Bingtao shrank her shoulders, dispelling the unexplained chill behind her back.

"You should be very honored to be able to stand here in this life and overlook this bustling city." Bo Yuhan stood in front of the window with his arms folded, his deep eyes looking into the distance through the misty mist, his chiseled side face was resolute And quiet.

"Thank you, Young Master Bo, for giving me the opportunity to see this scenery." Bingtao subconsciously followed Bo Yuhan's example, and also folded her arms.She had to admit that the scenery here was unique, but if she stood here alone, she still felt a little too cold.

But turn around and think about it, for a flamboyant young man like Bo Yuhan, how can you see the scenery without anyone around you?Just like now, wouldn't she be dragged by him to watch the scenery with him?
"So, let's sing a song." Bo Yuhan turned his head to face Bingtao, his handsome face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

Didn't you just take a good look at the scenery?Why did the topic of kung fu come back to singing in a blink of an eye?Bingtao's fair face was almost wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, "Young Master Bo, can't we just watch the scenery quietly for a while? Why do we have to sing? I told you the truth, I Since I was really tone deaf since I was a child, singing is as ugly as a duck quacking."

In order to make Bo Yuhan give up the idea of ​​listening to her singing, Bingtao did not hesitate to discredit her.In fact, although singing by myself is not very pleasant, at least it is much better than duck quacking.

"Oh, that just gave me a lot of insight." Bo Yuhan looked at Bingtao's wrinkled little face, the smile in his deep black eyes gradually blurred, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his thin lips .

"..." Bingtao had no choice but to put on a bitter face, and began to sing with a look of hopelessness.

"Your tears are weak and hurt
惨白 的 月弯弯 勾住 过往
The night is too long and condenses into frost

Who is the cold despair in the attic

The rain gently knocks on the vermilion window

My whole life is blown by the wind on paper
Dreams turn into a scent in the distance
随风 飘散 你 的 模样
The chrysanthemums are covered with wounds..."

Following Bingtao coughed twice, she began to sing while facing the scenery outside the window.The moment the first word was uttered, a black line appeared on Bo Yuhan's handsome face.I have seen singing out of tune, but I have never seen such outrageous out of tune singing.

A good song "Chrysanthemum Terrace", the taste of "A Chinese Ghost Story" was abruptly sung by Bingtao, in conjunction with the cold wind blowing from outside the window, and the wall is blowing with the wind The plain white curtain.Even if a Nie Xiaoqian floated in from the window in the next second, Bo Yuhan felt that he would not be surprised.

"I said you sing like a duck, I really feel wronged." The song ended, and the corners of Bo Yuhan's lips twitched in Bingtao's eyes that said "I've greeted you a long time ago, I don't sing well" , couldn't help raising his hand and scratching his ear.

At least a duck's call is just ugly and doesn't attract ghosts, but Bai Bingtao's singing is not necessarily the case.

"I said a long time ago that I can't sing well, but you insisted on me singing." Now that her ears have been abused, she still has a super disgusted expression.Bai Bingtao was furious in her heart, and she also really wanted to surprise everyone with her mouth, but many years of experience told her that tone deafness was born, no matter how hard she tried, it would be in vain.

"Knowing that singing is not good, why don't you practice hard?" Bo Yuhan raised his eyebrows, he now believes that what Bai Bingtao said is true.

"I practiced it, but it didn't work." Bing Tao couldn't help but rolled her eyes skyward, everyone has shortcomings and shortcomings, okay?He didn't believe that Bo Yuhan knew everything and didn't have any flaws on his body.

"Useless can only prove that you are stupid." The tone was extremely disgusting.

"Then you're smart, tell me what you can do to change my tone insufficiency!" Her sense of music is beyond the despair of a professional music teacher, and she doesn't believe that Bo Yuhan is better than a professional music teacher.

Bo Yuhan raised his eyebrows with a disdainful smile, got up and took a guitar from the shelf next to him, played it casually a few times, and a string of light and melodious notes flowed out, as if flowing gently under the silent moonlight The clear spring makes people intoxicated unconsciously.

"Day after day is a year

we share laughter and tears

those wonderful moments never go away

We see the world from a stage

Just yesterday
when we were young

the world will wait for us

because the world is with us

the road has no end
my dearest friend what happened to you yesterday

The road of dreams continues to spread

We pour our lives into a song

another time another place

......"

With a deep and hoarse voice combined with a lively and melodious guitar sound, the song "Just Yesterday" is extremely beautiful.Bingtao looked fascinatedly at Bo Yuhan's chiseled side face, unknowingly intoxicated by the beautiful song.

Unexpectedly, Bo Yuhan not only played the guitar well, but also sang very well, even better than the original singer.

Until the end of the song, Bo Yuhan's long and slender fingers made the last vibrato on the strings, slowly raised his black eyes, and saw Bingtao's silly smile on his face, his eyes were turned into two crooked smiles crescent.

With a sound of "click", Bingtao, who was still intoxicated, was successfully awakened. As soon as she recovered, she saw Bo Yuhan taking a picture of her with her mobile phone.

"Hey, why are you secretly filming me?" Just now, she was fascinated by Bo Yuhan's singing, Bingtao blushed slightly in embarrassment, and stood up to grab Bo Yuhan's phone.

"Because someone is so obsessed with this young master, take a picture as a souvenir." Bo Yuhan shook his phone triumphantly, but instead reached out and took away Bingtao's phone, aiming the camera at his handsome face There was a triple shot on the face, and then it was set as the mobile phone desktop.

"Who sees that you are obsessed with watching!" Bingtao circled around Bo Yuhan with red cheeks, trying to snatch his phone and delete the evidence of her infatuation.But Bo Yuhan had long hands and long feet, so he easily dodged her snatching.

"You're drooling over me and still not obsessed? Look, drooling." Bo Yuhan looked down at Bingtao who was circling around him condescendingly, his eyes were smudged with a smile.

"Really?" Bingtao didn't care about snatching the phone at once, stopped quickly and touched the corner of her lips cautiously with her hand, but she didn't touch anything, let alone drool.