After being reborn, she married her ex, Bai Yueguang

Someone was testing the microphone next to the stage, and the "Zi La" sound was particularly harsh.

Xie Shiyi didn't let go of Xiao He's grip, thinking that she is not a big star anyway, and since she has no bodyguards in front of her, she can take as long as she can.

The corners of Xiao He's lips twitched into a smile, and he seemed to have a good temper.

She raised the brim of her hat, bent her body slightly, and looked at her seriously: "What does it look like?"

As expected of a singer, the voice is very nice.

Yes, where does it look like?

Xie Shiyi stared at the face in front of him, quite puzzled.

Xiao He's face is smaller than hers, her nose is higher than hers, her lips are prettier than hers, and even her eyes are bigger than hers.

But Sui Xiang always felt that Xie Shiyi was like Xiao He, so Xie Shiyi replied according to Sui Xiang's answer: "Eyes."

"Ah, eyes." Xiao He bent even lower, the distance between the two of them was like a closed space surrounded by circles, and the noise in the surroundings suddenly faded away.

Xie Shiyi blinked.

Xiao He's gaze carefully scanned from the corners of her eyes to the ends of her eyes, from her double eyelids to her lower eyelashes.

Then suddenly he laughed.

Unlike the polite smile that was drawn just now, I am really happy to see it this time.

She raised the hand held by Xie Shiyi, her fingers were soft and slender, and her fingertips suddenly came to Xie Shiyi's eyes.

Xie Shiyi subconsciously closed his eyes.

The eyelashes were gently touched, and it was a little itchy.

Xie Shiyi's fingers relaxed, and the palm slipped from Xiao He's wrist.

Xiao He said: "It's not like, my eyelashes are not as long and dense as yours."

Xie Shiyi didn't open his eyes, and didn't open them until Xiao He left.

She felt a little uncomfortable, and the dense discomfort that pierced her heart suddenly surged up, making people want to cry.

She can't compare to Xiao He, obviously, she can't compare to Xiao He anywhere, even if they meet each other, anyone will know how outstanding Xiao He is, and how charming he is.

Even if you do it ten times, twenty times, even ten years earlier, 20 years earlier, some gaps are inherently doomed.

Being compared at a disadvantage and being used as a poor substitute, the pain of tearing up self-esteem is far greater than being betrayed by love.

Xie Shiyi felt that she was so pitiful, so sad, that she was actually in the power of two evils.

Until Sui Xiang returned to her, his palm fell on her shoulder.

Xie Shiyi opened his eyes suddenly, and then stepped back to his seat with a stride.

Wearing such a ladylike and sexy skirt and doing such a careless move seemed particularly discordant.

Sui wanted to ask her: "What's wrong with you?"

Xie Shiyi looked at her, sneered, but didn't answer.

The focus of Sui Xiang's concern is not here, she shook her hands on the table vigorously: "Who were you talking to just now?"

Xie Shiyi: "Don't you know?"

Sui Xiang: "It looks familiar."

Xie Shiyi: "One of the singers performing tonight..."

Xie Shiyi stared at Sui Xiang's expression, saw her brows twitch, and immediately added: "I like her very much."

Sui Xiang not only twitched his brows, but his pupils almost trembled.

Xie Shiyi admired her current expression and felt very comfortable in her heart.

In the next life, let's forget that I can't compare to Xiao He, but I can't beat you Sui Xiang, a big idiot?

"You, I know..." Sui Xiang was almost at a loss for words.

Xie Shiyi leaned back, raised her legs, and finally took out the posture that she should wear in a sexy skirt to go clubbing: "I know you, Xiao He. You still said that I definitely don't know you. If you lose the bet, how do you count?"

"How did you know each other?" Sui Xiang asked.

Xie Shiyi pushed the bottle of wine in front of her: "Three glasses with question marks."

Without further ado, Sui Xiang drank three glasses of wine.

"You asked me three questions just now, and this is the first one." Xie Shiyi raised his chin, playing tricks openly, "Continue."

When Sui wanted to pour wine, the performance finally started.

It wasn't Xiao He who came on stage first, but the song he sang was messy with twists and turns, which fit the current atmosphere of the two of them.

Sui Xiang finished his bottle and stared at her.

Xie Shiyi took another bottle over.

Sui Xiang has a bad stomach, five years later her stomach hurts almost when she touches alcohol, but five years ago it wasn't that serious, and she didn't know how much she drank before it hurt.

She handed it, and Sui Xiang continued to drink.

When Xiao He entered the stage, both of them looked away from each other and landed on the stage.

Xiao He on the stage was still wearing the same clothes and the plain black peaked cap.

She sat on a high stool, hugged the guitar, plucked the strings three or two times, raised her chin and sang a few lines into the microphone.

More twists and turns, more messy, let's say it's hypocritical, but it's a bit hypocritical, let's say she has some talent, but what's scattered around is all fluffy cynicism.

Like a magnet, it attracts Sui Xiang, Xie Shiyi, and everyone present.

Sui wanted to stop asking questions and asking for answers, and just drink.

You don't need Xie Shiyi to urge you, cup after cup.

Someone whistled excitedly at Xiao He, and Xie Shiyi suddenly wanted to drink too.

She took the bottle casually, poured the glass, and poured her sip, but she couldn't taste the ups and downs. She just felt that the people on the stage were getting brighter and brighter, and even blurred some gorgeous lights and shadows in front of her eyes.

Xiao He sang two songs, and before the third song started, she grabbed a little doll out of nowhere, it looked weird, it was a tortoise with a head on fire.

The prelude sounded, not slow to hurt the spring and the autumn, it is a very exciting and fast song.

Xiao He threw away his guitar, microphone stand, and baseball cap, and with his fluffy poodle hair on his head that seemed about to explode, he opened his voice and completely changed his style.

Dumb and cunning, each note seems to be fighting with someone.

But she was smiling happily again, the bright lights shone on her face, showing off her face, little sun poodle.

Sui thought: "She will definitely get angry."

The sound is not loud, but it can be clearly transmitted to Xie Shiyi's ears in a noisy environment.

Xie Shiyi was very upset, and said: "Of course she will be popular, popular all over the world, popular all over the world, she has fans all over the world, she will never sing in such a poor place again, tickets for her world tour concert are hard to find, Fans love her, passers-by love her, men, women and children love her!"

Sui wanted to turn to look at her.

Xie Shiyi met her eyes and smiled brightly: "And what does this have to do with you?"

Killing would kill one's heart, these words probably made Sui Xiang's heart ache so badly that she stood up abruptly.

When Xiao He sang the most passionate part, he stomped and jumped up, and the crowd cheered.

Xiao He threw down the doll in his hand, and the little turtle came straight towards Xie Shiyi's table, with firm force, accurate and ruthless.

Sui Xiang grabbed the tortoise by relying on the height he just stood up to.

Xie Shiyi immediately got up and raised his hand, knocking down the turtle.

The tortoise rolled in the air, and the two blatantly fought in broad daylight.

You slap, I slap, not only the turtle is slapped, Sui Xiang's arm is also slapped a lot.

Sui Xiang finally couldn't hold back anymore, and when the turtle fell into Xie Shiyi's arms, he yelled, "What are you doing!!!"

Xie Shiyi grabbed the tortoise tightly and raised his hand to slap it on the table, and he roared back very sincerely: "Give the king!!!"

The music stopped abruptly at this moment.

Xiao He perfectly completed her performance, leading the audience's attention to Xie Shiyi.

Xie Shiyi was in pain from so many stares, no, she really hurt, when she slammed her arm on the wine glass when she slapped the table, the glass broke and her arm was broken.

Scratched, and probably some fine glass shattered into the wound.

But generally speaking, they are just sharp flesh wounds, the pain is really painful, but it can't hurt the muscles and bones, so it can be tolerated.

So Xie Shiyi held his breath, pursed his lips tightly, and endured so much that he didn't make a sound.

The break was broken, the pain was already painful, she stared at Sui Xiang, thinking in her mind, if you lose, you don't lose.

But Sui Xiang didn't continue to quarrel with her.

Sui Xiang's attention quickly turned to Xiao He who was behind her. Xiao He watched Xie Shiyi report to the next performer, then jumped off the stage and walked straight towards them.

Sui Xiang's whole body became visibly tense, and Xie Shiyi felt Xiao He's getting closer from her increasingly flustered eyes, and she tightly grasped the doll in her hand, almost strangling it.

Someone stood behind her and took the doll from her hand with brutal force.

Xie Shiyi turned her head, her eyes seemed to be about to kill someone, and it fell on Xiao He, making Xiao He's relaxed expression freeze instantly.

Xie Shiyi stared at Xiao He, Xiao He turned the doll in his hand slightly: "Do you like this king so much? You are so angry about it."

Xie Shiyi said: "Is this a matter of liking Wang?"

Xiao He suddenly laughed: "So is it a question of liking me?"

Xie Shiyi cursed inwardly for this casual, seemingly self-confident statement of objective facts, it's so fucking cool.

But she will get angry now, and continue to argue: "Is this a question of whether I like you or not?"

Xiao He raised his eyebrows with a curious expression.

Xie Shiyi didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, he didn't care about breaking pots and falling, his chest was hot and his arms hurt, and he turned his head just to mess around.

She pointed at Sui Xiang: "It's a matter of whether she likes you or not!"

Xiao He looked over.

Sui Xiang was taken aback.

Sui Xiang was so stunned that he seemed to have weathered on the spot.

Sui Xiang's face slowly turned from livid to red, and then from red to livid again.

Xie Shiyi continued to fan the flames: "Xiao He, this is Sui Xiang, Sui Xiang, this is Xiao He, Xiao He, Sui Xiang and you are college classmates. It's the first day you enroll, and Sui Xiang picked you up. The first day Sui Xiang sees you I fell in love with you immediately, and decided to love you for the rest of my life!"

Sui Xiang went crazy, she rushed over to thank Shiyi, trying to cover her mouth.

Xie Shiyi felt a little dizzy, and her eyes were a little blurred, but she was able to hide from a fool quite accurately, and she fell backwards, Sui Xiang didn't even touch a corner of her clothes.

Xie Shiyi fell into Xiao He's arms.

Xiao He supported her, leaning his elbows against her back to support her, like a gentleman.

Xie Shiyi felt more at ease.

After almost all the strength in his body was handed over to the person behind him, Xiao He looked down at her, and his warm breath fell on her forehead.

"Oh, is it? I don't remember."