What to do when you have money

Chapter 95 This chapter is relatively watery, but this chapter is not watery
"Well, Huang Xiaoniao, let me sing you a song."

"You sing so badly. Well, you sing."

"Ahem, the snowflakes are fluttering and the north wind is blowing, and the world is vast. One cut of winter plums stands proudly in the snow, and it is only for Yiren to smell the fragrance."

"Yiren Fragrance."

"Love what I love without complaint or regret, this love"

"This love."

"Long stay."

"Long stay."

"Heart... space."

When Huang Yinger heard Zhao Hao's song, she couldn't help but sang with him, and at the end, she and Zhao Hao were in time together.The singing made her a little moved, and she was also indescribably shy. She covered Zhao Hao's eyes with both hands, unable to stretch her attitude with small fists, so she lifted her foot and lightly stepped on Zhao Hao's foot. one time.

"Hmph, and you're still singing a plum, do you think you're Yuan Hua?"

"No, I'd rather be Charlotte."

"Then who am I, Qiuya or Ma Dongmei?"

"Ma What Mei?"

"Mei you big headed ghost"

When Huang Yinger was chatting with Zhao Hao, suddenly she felt Zhao Hao's cold hands trembling. She thought it was because he felt cold, so she hurriedly said, "Uncle, why don't we put our hands down."

"Okay, I'll count. One, two, three."

After Zhao Hao said this, he let go of his hand.

He took a step back and turned around, not daring to face Huang Ying'er head-on, his shoulders kept shaking, his once high head now drooped like an old willow tree that lost its moisture.

Just now he heard the voice that he never wanted to hear but could not change his fate.

"It's time for you to meet her. If you touch her again, her lifespan will decrease rapidly, and you will also die suddenly. Let go, this is your fate."

Zhao Hao doesn't believe in fate, but he can't break free from it, and he can't change it, even though he has a golden finger.But his golden finger was like a child's toy in front of Da Luo Jinxian, fragile and vulnerable.

He couldn't change his own destiny, but exchanged his own destiny for Huang Yinger's new life.

He thinks it's worth it.

Just one person, no one will compete with me when I eat meat.

But, I really want someone to rush to eat with me.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao's tears could no longer be stopped, and they slid down his face, falling into the snow and making shallow pits.

"Uncle?"

Zhao Hao was feeling sad when he suddenly heard Huang Ying'er's crisp voice behind him.

Is it?

Does she still remember me?
Just as Zhao Hao was about to open his mouth to answer, he suddenly thought of the words of that bad old man Da Luo Jinxian, and he squeezed his mouth tightly again, not even daring to pant loudly.

Huang Ying'er was confused at this time. She remembered that the car she was sitting in fell off the cliff, and then arrived at a place called a haunted house.When she was about to take the mineral water from Po Meng, a worker in the haunted house, she suddenly went to the place where the car accident happened. Po Meng also followed her to this place and stuffed the bottle of mineral water into her hand inside.

She didn't want to drink, because she vaguely remembered that there was someone she was waiting for here.However, the mineral water suddenly opened the bottle cap automatically, and the water gushed out from the bottle, pouring every drop into his mouth.

The water is so salty, it doesn’t taste good at all.

After drinking the water, she found a strange man standing in front of her with his back turned to her.

A strange man with a vague impression.

Who is he?
Why should I open my mouth and call uncle?
"Uncle, who are you?"

Hearing these words, Zhao Hao's straightened back collapsed again. He didn't dare to answer, but just waved his hands with his back to Huang Yinger, then walked in another direction with his head down.

Only then did Zhao Hao know what the furthest distance in the world is.

The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between Tokyo and Paris, but I stand with you, and your mind has long lost the imprint of me.Just like a yellowed diary, with the passage of time and the invasion of the years, the text disappears with the disappearance of the ink, leaving only the traces that were scratched on the blank pages.

I really want to say goodbye to you, but I dare not say this goodbye, just like I dared not let you see me just now.

Even then, you saw that I had no influence on you, but I was still afraid of hurting you.

"I, it's time to leave."

Zhao Hao stepped on the snow and made a creaking sound. He looked up at the dim starlight in the sky, and hummed softly in a low voice.

the brightest star in the night sky

Can you hear
the one who looks up

Loneliness and sigh
the brightest star in the night sky

can you remember
traveled with me

figure lost in the wind
I pray to have a transparent heart

and tearful eyes

give me the courage to believe again

Over the lie to hug you
Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence

whenever i get lost in the dark

the brightest star in the night sky

please guide me out

the brightest star in the night sky

do you know
The figure who was of the same mind as me

where are you now

Zhao Hao's singing voice is deep and sad, perhaps only this song can represent his mood at this moment.Huang Yinger was once like the brightest star in his heart, seemingly very close, but actually far away, elusive but unattainable.But now, he couldn't even look at her anymore, and could only turn his back to her alone, using the back of his head to feel the confusion in Huang Yinger's eyes.

Huang Yinger listened to Zhao Hao's song, she tightened the clothes she was wearing, the tobacco smell left on the clothes slowly dissipated, and finally dissipated under Xue Hua's cold skin as the singing stopped.

"Ying, Ying'er, did you see a man hugging you just now?"

Zha Hui, who was injured by two stone attacks and survived, got up from the snow. He staggered and dragged his newly recovered broken leg to Huang Yinger.

"Shouldn't you ask me if I was injured first?"

Huang Yinger did not have Richard Hui, she still watched Zhao Haoyuan's back quietly, and then said: "By the way, don't call me Yinger in the future, please call me Huang Yinger, we are not that familiar. "

"Ying, Huang Yinger, how are you, are you injured?"

"Can I still stand here if I'm injured?"

Hearing Huang Yinger's cold tone, Zha Hui's eyes flashed a cold light, and he wished he could slap Huang Yinger directly.

Well, my face is all red and my legs are almost lame. You just have this attitude like me.

He held back his anger and asked in a deep voice: "What are you looking at here?"

Huang Ying'er didn't speak, she stretched out her hand and pointed in Zhao Hao's direction.

Zha Hui looked in the direction of Huang Yinger's finger.At this time, Zhao Hao had gone far away, and only a vague figure could be seen from his position.

"There's nothing to see but the shadow of a dog."

Huang Ying'er gave Zha Hui a sideways look, and she exhaled a white breath, which lingered in front of her eyes, making Zhao Hao's far-distant figure even more unclear.

"Dog? Wrong, it's the shadow of a rabbit."

　This is the last free chapter, there is a little water in it, but I don't think it's water.Because every line of the lyrics in it represents Zhao Hao's inner voice and feelings at this moment.It will be on the shelves tomorrow, I hope everyone can support the author.

　　
　
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