Yuhe

The prelude was more than ten seconds of piano music. Song Yuhe was sitting there holding a microphone, and countless wine bottles were placed in front of his desk.

Song Yuhe took a deep breath and held the microphone uneasily, no one here cared about him, anyway, he was just a foil here.

No one paid attention to him, everyone was just minding their own affairs and being polite to each other, only Song Yuhe looked at the screen, he wanted to sing for Xu Jinzhong.

"Flowers will wither, trees will grow old, only my love for you will never change..."

As soon as Song Yuhe opened his mouth, the box fell silent instantly, even Xu Jinzhong paused, and everyone's eyes began to focus on Song Yuhe.

His voice is magnetic, every note is beautiful, every line of lyrics is full of emotions, people can't help letting go of the anxiety in their hearts, and just admire and listen to it.

He sings so devotedly, as if it was not sung by a human being, but a recording played directly. The treble is clean and neat, and every rhythm point is well stuck. This kind of timbre is very rare, even in the music world. Such a sympathetic person.

Xu Jinzhong looked at Song Yuhe, Song Yuhe's eyes were full of tears, flickering under the light, Xu Jinzhong's heart skipped a beat, just for a split second.

Song Yuhe's song amazed the audience, and when Song Yuhe finished singing, the surroundings were still silent, and a group of people were lost in thought.

Xu Jinzhong looked at Song Yuhe, he was speechless for a while.

At first, he just asked Song Yuhe to play with the microphone, thinking that Song Yuhe's voice is good anyway, even if he sings out of tune, it doesn't matter, but he didn't expect, he didn't expect him to sing so well, it's like God...

"This is the sound of nature." I don't know who said it.

Even the sound of nature is nothing more than that. If Song Yuhe's voice can be sold, there are many people in the entertainment industry who are begging for it but can't afford it.

Xu Jinzhong rarely saw other aspects of Song Yuhe. He felt that Song Yuhe just stayed in the room and waited for him to come back. Anyway, he would not treat Song Yuhe badly. In the future, Song Yuhe would have more money than he could spend in his lifetime.

Even for this group of people who are only interested in drinking and are not interested, they are now looking in Song Yuhe's direction.

"Xu Shao, is this the new singer you want to train?" Someone said something off topic, and they were about to break up.

"No." Xu Jinzhong replied blankly.

Song Yuhe was rather flattered now, he didn't understand why all these people looked at him all of a sudden, he didn't expect to be so eye-catching, he just wanted Xu Jinzhong to look at him more.

Xu Jinzhong didn't like Song Yuhe being scrutinized like this by others, the expression on his face became more and more cold, he pulled Song Yuhe to stand up: "We'll go back first."

He didn't turn his head to look at the people behind him, he was about to end the show, the polite words before leaving were fine, Jin Zhong would be too lazy to leave, and being able to play with them was enough to save face.

Xu Jinzhong pulled Song Yuhe and left without saying a word.

Song Yuhe felt that Xu Jinzhong's silence made him feel scared.

Most of the time Xu Jinzhong didn't speak because he was tired or something unpleasant happened.

Xu Jinzhong dragged Song Yuhe into the car, he was indeed a little angry, Song Yuhe sang so well, why didn't he tell himself at first, and he made Song Yuhe the focus of the audience.

Seeing the eyes of other people looking at Song Yuhe like this, he couldn't help but get angry.

He thought that Song Yuhe would be a backdrop, that he would only drink alcohol, and he only needed Song Yuhe to help him block the alcohol. He did not expect to amaze the audience so much.

What's so good about Song Yuhe being followed by so many people? These people may have some intentions, and Song Yuhe is not ugly. The people in this box today heard that there is a person with an abnormal sexual orientation. If they get in touch with each other , What can he do to ensure that Song Yuhe won't fall in love with others.

In Xu Jinzhong's cognition, gays just like men when they see them, Song Yuhe is curvy, they were good friends when they were young, and because Xu Jinzhong is a boy, Song Yuhe likes to cling to him and say he likes him every day.

If Song Yuhe thought about it one day, and Xu Jinzhong wasn't by his side, he might just hook up a man and come back.

A series of weird thoughts flashed in Xu Jinzhong's brain, and now he really wanted to smash his steering wheel.

Song Yuhe drank a lot of wine today, although his brain is still clear, but there is a slight discomfort somewhere in his stomach, which he never felt before.

After all, his body is different from that of ordinary people. The wound heals quickly when he touches it, and he has never suffered from any serious illness. He must heal there soon. It had always been his primary concern.

"Brother Jinzhong, you look very unhappy, does Yuhe not sing well?" Song Yuhe asked Xu Jinzhong tentatively.

Xu Jinzhong glanced at Song Yuhe with cold eyes. He didn't like Song Yuhe singing in front of so many people: "Yuhe, your singing is not good, nor is it bad."

"Oh, really..." Song Yuhe lowered his head, he actually wanted to get Xu Jinzhong's compliment just now.

"Yuhe, although your singing is not the type I like, it's not bad." Xu Jinzhong couldn't bear it after all, "I just don't want you to sing for others."

"Maybe others don't think it's so beautiful, but it still sounds good to me, Yuhe, I just hope you can sing for me alone." Xu Jinzhong added.

Song Yuhe's eyes were already red. He actually thought that he sang well, better than many people outside. He practiced alone in the room many times. He hoped that Xu Jinzhong could hear his singing and that Xu Jinzhong could praise him.

Also, today is not a date...

When he came here, he fantasized more than once that he was in the same box with Xu Jinzhong, and then he would sing this song, which he prepared for a long time...

It's just the two of them, and they can hold hands for a walk when they come back.

"Yuhe, don't be too sad," Xu Jinzhong thought if he had just gone too far, "You actually sing very well."

Song Yuhe always liked to cry, and Xu Jinzhong felt that sometimes he was really unpredictable. He liked to cry when he was a child, and he cried every day, as if he was made of water.

Even though Song Yuhe cries often, every time Xu Jinzhong sees Song Yuhe crying, he still feels a little distressed. Song Yuhe will cry when he hurts him, and he will cry when he waits for too long. Sometimes he will cry when he says goodbye. Accidentally wronged something, his face was already flooded.

With such a fragile psychological quality, Xu Jinzhong really doesn't understand how Song Yuhe got here all these years.

"Brother Jin, Brother Jin Zhong, I, I'm not because of this, I just, just want to be alone with Brother Jin Zhong too much, just the two of us." Song Yuhe was very wronged, he just wanted a formal date.

However, Xu Jinzhong didn't understand his point: "Don't we often stay together as two people? As long as Yu He stays in the apartment with peace of mind, we will stay together most of the time."

"Besides, Yuhe, it's probably the first time I've spent so much time alone with someone. I mean, the time two people spend together is the longest with you."

Xu Jinzhong began to explain patiently.

Thinking about it carefully, based on the time spent with only two of them, Xu Jinzhong and Song Yuhe are indeed the most, even his mother hardly has that much.

Song Yuhe stared at Xu Jinzhong, feeling as if he had been comforted.

Xu Jinzhong didn't want to be so cranky at the beginning, he thought it would be better to open up: "Yu He, do you have anything to tell me at the beginning?"

Song Yuhe, who was finally able to explain, finally expressed his initial thoughts: "Brother Jin Zhong, I, I just really want to date Brother Jin Zhong, I want to date Brother Jin Zhong."

"Dating?" Xu Jinzhong didn't expect that Song Yuhe just reacted so strongly that he wanted a date. No wonder today he always felt that there was something wrong with Song Yuhe, and he looked more attractive. He thought it was a date with him.

It's a pity that Xu Jinzhong is not in the mood to date a man. If Song Yuhe was a woman, he might take her to many places to play and show off his beautiful girlfriend. It's a pity that Song Yuhe...

Song Yuhe...

Moreover, he is already very busy, and sometimes he hangs around with his good brothers when he goes out to play.

He thought of a good way to comfort Song Yuhe: "Yuhe, think about it, I will come back to be alone with you as soon as I am free, don't we often enjoy Chinese food and lunch together, aren't these dates?"

Song Yuhe looked at Xu Jinzhong with some hesitation.

Afterwards, Xu Jinzhong smiled heartily: "Based on this, Yu He, you are the person I have dated the most in my life."

"But..." Song Yuhe felt that what Brother Jinzhong said made sense. Every time Xu Jinzhong came back, he would bring him some small gifts and delicious things. Also, the two of them would be sweet again after a sweet meal. get together.

He has gotten so much, what is there to be dissatisfied with.

Xu Jinzhong hooked Song Yuhe's exquisite nose bridge: "Yuhe, I am also a person who runs a company, and there are always a lot of things to do, you have to understand me."

"Brother Jin Zhong... Am I asking too much?"

Xu Jinzhong smiled triumphantly: "How could it be Yuhe, if Yuhe wants to date, I can take a look at my itinerary and ask someone to arrange it for you."

"No, there's no need for Brother Jinzhong," Song Yuhe interrupted hastily. The last thing he wanted was to trouble Xu Jinzhong. Xu Jinzhong was so busy, and it was unreasonable for him to ask for a so-called date: "Brother Jinzhong, don't arrange any dates for me. As long as Brother Jin Zhong can come back to eat more."

"Well, Yuhe is still sensible." Xu Jinzhong leaned over and kissed Song Yuhe's forehead.

Song Yuhe is really the most coaxable person in the world.