Chapter 258

"It’s your turn." Diao Xingyuan held his guitar and played the interlude, reminding He Le impatiently.

Ah? He Le was startled. She took two steps toward the microphone and opened her mouth slightly, but her throat felt as if it were being strangled, and she couldn't make a sound. He Le pulled at the high collar of her sweater anxiously, but the more anxious she was, the tighter her throat became—

Diao Xingyuan snatched the microphone and sang the female part himself in a falsetto.

As the song neared its end, the couple looked at He Le ambiguously and left, arm in arm.

Diao Xingyuan put the hundred yuan from the guitar case into his backpack, put some loose change back into the guitar case, and walked back to the microphone. Turning his head and seeing He Le still standing there, he couldn't help but get angry and roared, "Still not leaving? Waiting for me to treat you to lunch?"

Not far away, in the temporary parking area under the pedestrian bridge, inside a black Mercedes, Shentu Mo tightened his brows, his black eyes narrowed slightly.

Author's Note:

Although we’ve entered the finale section~~ everyone should keep their patience and listen to me tell the story slowly~~

As for the reason why Xiao Ya treats Lele so viciously~~ some girls have already guessed the fuse~~

But hatred, like love, is usually not caused by one thing~ but has a process~~ And regardless of love or hate~~ its ultimate root is not in the other person, but in oneself~~~

Falling in love with someone~ often isn't because the other person is how good, but because the other person happens to hit one’s own soft spot~~ one’s own dead spot~ one’s own most defenseless and irresistible soft place~~

Right?

☆, (10 Fresh Coins) Chapter 286: The Rolling Red Dust

One hour, forty-five minutes, thirty minutes, ten minutes, five minutes, six minutes, seven minutes...

Diao Xingyuan couldn't help but glance at the girl beside him while singing, almost forgetting the lyrics several times.

Is this girl sick? She had been standing stupidly beside him all morning. She would disappear for a while and then quickly stand back, and as the crowd increased, the frequency of her disappearance became higher and higher. Now, she could barely stand for a few minutes before diving into the crowd and running off to who knows where.

What are you doing? Hey—

Seeing He Le fall straight forward, Diao Xingyuan hurriedly reached out to support her, but He Le woke up instantly and steadied herself by holding his right arm.

Standing straight again and letting go, He Le looked at the sloppy Diao Xingyuan gratefully, her voice a bit hoarse. "Thank you."

"……" Diao Xingyuan only then noticed He Le’s pale face and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead. Looking down at the two sweat stains she had grabbed on his T-shirt, Diao Xingyuan sat back on his portable stool with disgust. "If you’re sick, go get treated! The hospital is just past the bridge, don't wait here to die!"

He Le smiled reluctantly. "Sorry."

Although she apologized, she still stood in place. The onlookers, seeing the two of them, couldn't help but whisper, and some even deliberately leaned in to look at them while pretending to donate money.

Seeing someone donate money, Diao Xingyuan stopped caring about He Le, drank some water, and started singing again.

Listening to the singing in her ears, He Le used all her self-control to focus on the music.

She can do it, just a little longer, just a little longer... at least hold on for ten minutes!

Her underwear was already soaked, her chest and abdomen were extremely hot, but her back was cold and wet, and the skin on her face felt as if someone were playfully scratching it with a sharp blade...

"Rolling Red Dust." After Diao Xingyuan finished a song, He Le suddenly pleaded.

Diao Xingyuan glanced at her impatiently. "I don't know it!"

"Please..." Her small face wrinkled slightly.

Looking at the small face that seemed to be enduring some kind of pain, the corners of Diao Xingyuan’s mouth twitched. "……I said I don't know it!"

He Le swallowed, moistening her throat slightly—

"At first, the inadvertent you, and the young, inexperienced me..."

The soft singing carried a tremor that made people feel pity, causing Diao Xingyuan to be stunned. A few seconds later, he used his foot to nudge the microphone stand toward He Le and played the prelude.

He Le turned her head to look at him in surprise. Diao Xingyuan glared at her fiercely and jerked his chin toward the microphone.

"……Thank you!" A pure smile bloomed. He Le leaned toward the microphone and scanned the onlookers, her whole body becoming even more tense—

No! Relax, relax! He Le! He Huan! Do you want to live in Cui Yaran’s shadow for the rest of your life! Be a coward for the rest of your life, only knowing how to run, how to hide, how to deceive yourself, and how to look down on yourself for the rest of your life?

"At first, the inadvertent you, and the young, inexperienced me, the love in the red dust is only because of the hurried, unspoken entanglement of life..."

The voice was still trembling, but it carried an inexplicable firmness. Her young, beautiful face was clearly pale and stiff from tension.

The surroundings became strangely quiet. The trembling, shy singing seemed to carry a special magic, making people want to listen, want to give her encouragement, and look forward to a more fluent and moving performance...

"Perhaps it’s the mistake of the human world, or the cause and effect passed down from a past life, even if I have to exchange all of my life for a fleeting exchange of yin and yang..." Diao Xingyuan took the male part, the faint tenderness hidden in the weathered voice like a tree that was gradually aging but still standing proudly, gently extending its branches to block the wind, frost, and rain for the little flower beneath it.

"Easy to come, hard to go, decades of wandering in the human world, easy to separate, hard to gather, the eternal sorrow of love and hate..." Looking at Diao Xingyuan from the side, He Le opened her mouth leisurely.

Diao Xingyuan also turned his head slightly to look at her. "The heart that should have belonged to you, it still protects my chest, only for the cloud-turning and rain-covering hands behind the changing faces of the world."

"Easy to come, hard to go..." ===== CHAPTER 346 =====