"Ruirui is so beautiful today," Su Yin looked at Wang Xingrui's new look and couldn't help but sigh. "This wedding dress makes people feel a little distressed."

This was Wang Xingrui's first time wearing a wedding dress, and she never expected that it would be on such an occasion.

She had fantasized about herself wearing a wedding dress and walking on the red carpet many times. Now she was walking alone on the red carpet without petals, holding a bouquet in her left hand. The audience was already entranced before she even started singing.

They seemed to see themselves.

Liu Xihe is also watching the game tonight.

She was sitting alone in her single-family villa. When she saw Wang Xingrui on TV standing alone in the middle of the red carpet with her back to the audience, her nose suddenly became sore.

"Hey, why are you singing such a song? Are you trying to make me cry?" Liu Xihe lowered his head in embarrassment. In fact, she had escaped several relationships, but unfortunately they all ended happily.

In fact, none of the four people in Yue Shao have any relationship experience, but Wang Xingrui is probably the one who can sing love songs best among the four.

It's not because of her skills, but because she has read many similar novels.

In those sentimental love stories, although she is a bystander, she has truly experienced the joys and sorrows of the protagonists.

When the musical instruments sounded and the stage lights shone, Wang Xingrui bent down and gently placed the bouquet at her feet.

The action was so poignant that many men felt distressed.

She held the microphone, and her eyelashes seemed to be shining with crystal clear tears. When the voice appeared, the whole world became quiet:

[The prelude to the love song from 2007

It would be too shameful if I still miss you

Let’s release them early and have a good time with each other

How long]

"It's not that easy to let each other go." Liu Xihe stood up, found a bottle of red wine worth hundreds of thousands from the wine cabinet, put ice cubes on it, and poured it into it.

She had always felt that wine was not good to drink and that it was not good or bad. But she knew that alcohol's anesthesia was really effective.

Listening to Wang Xingrui's delicate harmony, Liu Xihe felt like a blunt knife, cutting her heart bit by bit.

Wang Xingrui is immersed in the story of this song. Her voice and her breath can only be said to be just right.

Nothing more, nothing less, but it leaves those who listen bruised and bruised.

[Why are you stuck in my heart like a specimen?

Those who came after them didn’t do anything wrong.

The selfish me they call me

Made the mistake of stealing time

Copy and paste your love]

She secretly added a sigh at the end, which was a natural expression of deep love. Zhou Yiyang thought it was the finishing touch.

He also believes that Wang Xingrui will definitely understand the emotion of singing this song, because such stories are not new in novels.

Strawberry Duoduo heard a few sobs that were not intense but sustained behind her.

"Stop crying, are you thinking of that person again? Didn't you tell me that you have looked away?" A girl next to her comforted her.

"I can't let go!" the crying person said sadly. She hated herself for not living up to expectations, and also hated the other person's determination: "There are people chasing me behind me, but when I look at everyone, I can think of him. Just like the lyrics say

If I am with them, I am copying and pasting my love for him."

Zhou Yiyang was sitting in the background, and the bosses around him were surprised to hear it. However, after Zhou Yiyang thought about it, he understood.

After all, these bosses are all people with stories. Looking back on the past, it is not surprising to think of such an unforgettable love.

At least they were more reserved than most of the audience.

There was really a lot of crying at the scene.

The wind blew on the stage, ruthlessly blowing away the bouquet, turning the blooming roses into petals like dead branches and leaves on the ground.

Wang Xingrui hurriedly knelt down and picked up the petals in a panic.

But before they gathered together in her hands, they were blown away by the wind.

Knowing that this was a stage design, Yangyang in front of the TV still clenched his fists: "Sister, don't be so humble, there are still many people who love you!"

Stepping on the petals, Wang Xingrui raised her head and sang a cappella:

[It’s also wonderful that you are not willing to be lonely

This circle isn’t very big, so I’ve heard a lot about it.

Appreciating your wandering is like a belief

I really think so

When you mention me again, it’s already with my first name and surname

It's okay to lie about friendship but be so distant

How many people love me but they can’t let you go

is an open secret

You’re the only one who didn’t expose me]

She sat on the floor while singing.

Like an alcoholic, he took off his beautiful high heels, tears falling from the corners of his eyes, like a cinnabar mole dotting the hearts of every listener.

Many people in front of the TV would never have thought that one day they would be so moved by listening to a song that they would even have the urge to cry.

But then I thought about it, it was because Wang Xingrui sang so well.

She sang so affectionately, as if the story written in the lyrics was her personal experience.

The audience was also so fascinated, because many people had had similar experiences.

Liu Xihe consciously took out his phone and subconsciously searched for "Dear" in the address book, but found that there was no such note.

She bit her lower lip, not knowing how distressing her eyes were at this moment.

"It's really amazing," Liu Xihe laughed at himself: "I also changed your note back to your real name."

She remembered that they once met on a variety show. The two really met like unfamiliar friends, greeted each other, and called each other by their first and last names.

Other guests who didn't know the truth also introduced them to each other, but they didn't know how close their relationship was.

At this moment, Liu Xihe understood more and more why everyone in Moonlight Girl was so popular and liked by everyone.

She used to think that Wang Xingrui was just a good singer and had a very ordinary personality, but today this song gave her a hard slap in the face.

She asked herself, no one else would be able to sing this feeling.

This song really sang into Liu Xihe's heart.

When Wang Xingrui walked onto the red carpet barefoot, the audience stood up spontaneously.

They looked at this scene with serious expressions, as if they were pretending to be guests.

"Why!"

A sigh sounded in Zhou Yiyang's ears. When he turned around, he saw a boss who was well-known in the industry as a fun-loving boss looking at him.

"Why is Mr. Tang so sad?" Zhou Yiyang joked.

However, Mr. Tang waved his hand, his expression was unexpectedly affectionate.

"I remembered an old friend." There was a trace of innocence in Mr. Tang's tone that did not belong to his age. Zhou Yiyang guessed that this should be a story from his boyhood. "She and I were childhood sweethearts back then."

The others looked over with gossip, not expecting to hear an old story while watching a game.

However, Mr. Tang did not explain his experience to them word for word. He just said it in one sentence:

"She and I made a promise back then, but I failed her. Now she and I are strangers."

By this time, Wang Xingrui had already walked down the red carpet, with tears in her eyes and a tremor in her voice. She recalled one after another touching stories she had read in bed.

How many crazy men blame women for not being able to be together due to various accidents.

These difficult feelings, these regrets, and these pains all turned into strength at this moment and merged into Wang Xingrui's singing.

By the time she made her voice, those notes had already pierced the hearts of the listeners quickly.

[If you continue to deliberate, it will have nothing to do with you after all.

Where does the courage come from? I just don’t lose heart.

I love and leave, but I'm actually waiting for you

It's the only tacit understanding

Will you miss it again?

I'm not sure]

The girl who just cried loudly at the scene had already covered her face with her hands when she heard this.

No matter how she deceives others or herself, she can never deceive her own heart.
To be continued...