Lucky to Have You Till the End

The streets of the ancient town are paved with all-colored bluestone slabs, on both sides are antique and characteristic buildings, as if you can see the years of annual rings.

At this point in time, the red lanterns of every household were lit up, illuminating the quaint town beautifully.

Going further fifty meters, there is an ancient bridge, where a middle-aged man with a beard is holding a guitar and singing.

The hoarse and sincere voice attracted the attention of many tourists.

Tang Xinyan took Mo Chiwei and walked over.

The man sang a song "MyLove". Hearing the first sentence, Tang Xinyan couldn't help clapping her palms rhythmically.

Although she is not as good as Tang Yurou in singing, she also likes to listen to music, especially the song "MyLove".

When the man sang the part of Gaochao, she couldn't help but sing along.

Mo Chiwei stood beside her, looking at the small smiley and affectionate face under the orange light, his thin lips couldn't help but lift up.

Although Fu Sichen hurt her severely, she still yearned for love in her heart, otherwise she would not be so emotional and pure.

The singing man saw that Tang Xinyan was so engaged, he took the microphone and walked to her and motioned her to sing a few words with his eyes.

Tang Xinyan blushed, she smiled and shook her head.

The man nodded at her and motioned to her that it was okay.

When the microphone reached her again, she did not tweak any more, and sang to the rhythm of the music:

Toseeyouonceagain, mylove,

Seeyouinaprayer,

Dreamswilltakemethere,

Wheretheskiesareblue,

Toseeyouonceagain,

Overseasfromcoasttocoast.

...

When she sang, she couldn't help but look at Mo Chiwei.

He is also watching her, his eyes are like a lake under the night sky, with a faint soft light.

Hearing her soft and soft voice, his chest moved slightly.

Nodded and gave her a thumbs up.

After singing, warm applause sounded around.

Someone stepped forward and asked if Tang Xinyan and Mo Chiwei were stars, and wanted to find them for a group photo. Tang Xinyan shook his head and claimed that they were not. After leaving a hundred yuan in the guitar box of the singing man, he dragged Mo Chiwei to flee and left.

After running for a while, she stopped panting.

Holding his aching stomach with both hands, looking at the handsome man with deep black eyes, he couldn't help but laugh, "Do you think your wife is ashamed of you?"

Mo Chiwei squeezed her blushing face, her thin lips slightly hooked, "It sings very well."

Tang Xinyan covered her hot face with her hands, and gave him a shy look, "Don't praise me, I will be proud." Fu Sichen never said that she sang well before, and always thought Tang Yurou was better than her.

Although Tang Yurou did sing better than her, who didn't want to get praise from her sweetheart!

"My wife has proud capital."

This man--

It's too good to make girls happy!

"Greasy mouth and tongue." Even so, but my heart is sweet, as if dipped in honey.

Mo Chiwei put her hands in the black coat and raised her elbow. She understood what he meant, and immediately put her little hand into his arm.

"Do you still want to eat those snacks?" He looked sideways, looking at her darkly.

She stuck her tongue out, embarrassed, "I wanted to eat before, did you see it?"

"You just didn't drool." He exposed her without giving face.

She wrinkled her nose and glanced at him, "How can it be so exaggerated, I want to eat, but I am afraid you say me."

"Try to eat as little food as possible on the stall, it's unhygienic." He looked at her with dozing eyes.

She pursed her lips, "But it's very authentic, that kind of taste cannot be made in a big hotel."

She was talking and swallowing again.

He had no choice but to accompany her to the snack street.

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Isn’t it sweet? Everyone doesn’t like to vote anymore. There are so few votes today~