Zhang Xinzhe’s "Faith", this very popular song. When she was a child, she once heard her mother sing it. Her mother said that the love songs from the past were really nice. She thought it was very nice, so she downloaded it and listened to it. She is a nostalgic person and also thinks that the old songs are very classic, very easy to sing, and the melody is beautiful. She likes to listen to this song very much. She keeps playing in MP5. Sometimes she trains and takes the song with her, which contains this song.

She thought the lyrics were very sad and beautiful at the time, so she quickly remembered that it was a catchy song, which most people could sing, but she never knew Ye Tianyu could sing this song. In her heart, Ye Tianyu was not the kind of person who could sing love songs. He once told herself that he could sing very few songs, basically none. She remembered that once they went to KTV, and Ye Tianyu couldn't sing a song. They were fighting for the best, and the loser had to sing a song. She and Fang Luo, Yuanyuan, and Zhang Muxing were together and intercepted Ye Tianyu with all his might. He couldn't hide and was forced to sing, and ended up singing a birthday song.

Happy birthday to you, the whole world will sing.

His smart mind has never been used to sing. Ye Tianyu always felt that this shortcoming is indifferent. After all, there are very few people who force him to sing. Wen Jing is very strange. Why can't people who can dance? Ye Tianyu secretly told her that he just doesn't want to sing, not that he can't sing. At that time, she just thought Ye Tianyu was hurt by his self-esteem and wanted to regain his face. She laughed and joked. I wouldn't laugh at you just because you could only sing one song. As a result, she really laughed for a long time for this matter.

She sat up and looked at Ye Tianyu in surprise. At some point, he had found this place and was looking at her from a high place, with a gentle and doting smile on her face. In her eyes, the colorful and affectionate colors and affection of camellias were leaping down. The sunlight splashed down, and a layer of noble gold was covered with her body. Her eyes were blurred in an instant. Perhaps the flowers were too fragrant, or perhaps the song was too beautiful. Wen Jing suddenly wanted to stand up, hug him, and kiss him.

Wen Jing suddenly understood one thing: there is a man who is born with a characteristic, they are arrogant and unruly, they are indulgent, they are knowledgeable, they are elegant, they come gracefully, with the pride of the world. In this world, they are as free as the wind, but there are countless girls who hold their hearts and continue to do so, wishing they can offer their bodies and souls, and hope that they can like them.

He has the kind of capital that breaks his heart one by one, and everyone takes it for granted. Everyone will think, ah, such a man should be like this, he is like this.

As a result, he is dedicated to you, his heart, and he is only moving for you. All his joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness are only rising for you. This is a kind of luck. God is so lucky that God is jealous, so he gives them such a test, separation from life and death, and dilemma of love and hate.

"How did you find this?" Wen Jing murmured, so nervous that she didn't know where to sway her hand. It seemed that she was shy and nervous when she realized the first time she fell in love with her instructor.

How did he determine this continuous sea of ​​flowers, where is she?

"Love is a kind of faith that brings me to your side." Ye Tianyu said slowly, squatting down and looking at her, Wen Jing's face gradually turned red, comparable to Hua Jiao, she couldn't even remember this feeling. She had had this kind of mood many years ago.

Love is a belief, a belief in each other.

But my faith was once broken by you.

Can you build my faith for me?

"I always thought that you could only sing a happy birthday." Wen Jing didn't know what to say, and said something that seemed sarcastic but heartwarming. Her tone, with a smile, and a faint joke.

"I don't sing well, so I'm too lazy to sing." Ye Tianyu sat next to her. Wen Jing didn't reject the snow-white camellia beside him. Ye Tianyu suddenly became bolder, sat back a little, stretched his hands over her waist, held her in his arms, and let her lean against him. Wen Jing struggled a little, but he clamped his limbs, "Do I sing nicely?"

His heat was drilling into her cochlea, and Wen Jing didn't dare to move for a moment, with her eyebrows and eyes lowered. His voice was low and magnetic, which was most suitable for singing love songs. It was very nice. The singers who sang love songs all had a good voice, a magnetic voice, and sang emotions. Just like Ye Tianyu just now, the right sound was very touching. She couldn't help but want to rub her ears and drive him away.

"Average." Wen Jing said against his will. He thought it was not good anyway, so why should she say it good? Ye Tianyu smiled, and seemed to care. He hugged Wen Jing and asked, "A Jing, why are you angry?"

"I'm not angry." Wen Jing whispered. She was not angry. Strictly speaking, she was scared. She was frightened and did not dare to tell him. She could only bear it herself. In the final analysis, she was afraid of being hurt...

"Ajing, no matter how many times I have said it, I will not hurt you again, I am afraid you will not believe me, but, give me time and let me prove everything?" Ye Tianyu said gently, "I know that in romance novels, a man like me who is shameless and pestering must be a mistress or a male supporting role, but in your and my story, I am the protagonist, and pestering is my power. You give me this power and let me prove that what I say is the truth. One day, you think I don't love you, I hurt you, I make you suffer, you leave me, I will not say anything, stay away from you, and you will never bother you again."

"I'm very sad now. Are you willing to stay away from me?" Wen Jing looked at Ye Tianyu seriously with a stern face. Ye Tianyu was very hurt and looked at her aggrievedly. Wen Jing despised him, and he looked disdainful with his expression of disdain like talking and farting. He couldn't laugh or cry.

"A Jing, I'm serious."

Wen Jing was silent for a long time, she thought for a while and said in a deep voice, "Ye Tianyu, you have become less like you recently."

"Where is not like me?" Ye Tianyu was confused. He was always him.

Wen Jing shook her head and said softly, "You have always been a domineering and unreasonable person, both selfish and indifferent, and don't know how to please others. You are stubborn, conceited, paranoid, and have a stern face. Who deserves to owe you millions?"

"Ajing, you have such a high opinion of me..." A group of crows flew over Ye Tianyu's forehead. It turned out that he had such an image in Wen Jing's heart. How failed in life will make his wife feel that he is useless. Ye Tianyu asked in a daze, "Is there a single one?"
Chapter completed!