Chapter 775 Preference

Lin Yue glanced at the boss and bartender behind the bar with his arms clasped.

"First of all, I would like to thank Qiangzi for giving me this opportunity. Then, if I sing badly, I hope everyone will forgive me. The next song..."

He turned his head and looked at the corner where he was sitting just now: "I want to dedicate it to Miss Ye Lanqiu."

The three words "Ye Lanqiu" were like a match that was being struck, and lit the night with a chisel. The men and women in the hall followed his gaze.

With overwhelming reports, ubiquitous discussions, and scolding all over the Internet, it can be said that it is difficult to know who Ye Lanqiu is.

Originally, the environment of the bar was rather dark, and the two of them sat sideways. Basically, no one could see her identity, which made her feel at ease, but she didn't expect that Lin Yue not only walked on the stage, but also called her name in public, Ye Lan Qiu's heart suddenly lifted.

"After getting along these few days, I know that you are not the kind of person described by the media. You are a gentle, kind, caring girl. Even if the whole world betrays you, don't be sad, you still have me."

Lin Yue stopped talking, met the eyes of the guests below, and plucked the strings with his fingers.

ding~

Boom~

ding ding ding~

"Forget yesterday."

"Now you are in front of me."

"I want to love."

"Please give me a chance."

"If I'm wrong, I'll take it too."

"I believe you are the answer."

"I'm not afraid of anyone who will laugh at me for being extreme."

"Trust your gut."

"Stubborn people don't complain of being tired."

"If I fall in love with you, I will not retreat."

"I said I don't dodge."

"I have to do this."

"If you don't listen, you will love."

"Work harder to love to let you understand."

"..."

At the beginning, everyone's attention was on Ye Lanqiu, but as the melody moved forward, people's eyes were drawn back to the stage. No one thought that he sang so well, even if it wasn't the original singer, it was almost similar.

Qiangzi, the bar owner, and the singer with the pigtails couldn't help nodding slightly in sync with the beat.

No one noticed that Ye Lanqiu left his seat in the middle of singing and walked into the restroom not far away.

Ka~

The door is closed.

She leaned against the door, covered her face with her hands and knelt down slowly.

Her father died, her mother remarried, and now she is suffering from a terminal illness, facing overwhelming criticism and accusations. In such an environment, a man she likes, trusts, and has recently gained an additional reliance in public Say to her, "If I am wrong, I will bear it. I believe that you are the answer. I am not afraid of anyone who will laugh at me for extremes." How will she feel?

Why did this person come so late.

Why?

Why?

Why did fate let her witness despair and loneliness, and let her meet a man who can hold her an umbrella on a rainy day? He is like a star that accompanies a lost child in the dark, so dazzling, yet out of reach.

woo woo woo~

The cry was mournful, and the tears spilling from the fingers wet the shiny bracelet on the wrist under the light.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a soft knock on the door outside.

Ye Lanqiu sniffled, quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand, stood up and opened the door.

A woman in a rush to the bathroom stood outside, noticing her state and handing out a tissue.

Ye Lanqiu whispered "Thank you", took the tissue and walked out of the bathroom.

"Preference" is over.

The guitar returned to its original owner, and Lin Yue stood there by the partition facing the bathroom, waiting for her to come out.

"Let's go, go home."

He took her hand and quickly left the bar.

She didn't speak from the time she left the bar until she returned to the parking lot.

When he got on the MINI, Lin Yue put his hand on the steering wheel and said, "Don't you think I'm vulgar? Then let's have some literature and art, what? I'm so touched that I have nothing to say?"

Ye Lanqiu lowered her head and said, "Can you stop being so nice to me? I'm a corrupt little girl. I'm not worth it...you go and like it."

The second half of the sentence was so quiet that only she could hear it.

"Others believe this, but I don't." Lin Yue started the engine and drove away from the parking lot.

Xia Hou, who was lying cross-legged on the back seat, raised his head, looked at the faces of the two people in the interior rearview mirror, and yawned long.

After sending Ye Lanqiu back to No. 22 Rose Hotel, he looked at the scale on his watch: "It's half past nine..."

"You go, I'm going to take a shower."

Ye Lanqiu stood near the door and looked at him.

Lin Yue put the black cat in his arms on the ground, and picked up the car keys on the shoe rack: "I'll pick you up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Another soft smell of cigarettes came in through the crack of the door. He never smoked when he was around her.

Ye Lanqiu went back to the chair and sat down, raised his head, stared at the ceiling blankly, thoughts in his head were very chaotic.

Five minutes later, she straightened up, smoothed her hair with her hands, and looked in front of her eyes. There were three or four broken hairs in her palm.

hiss~

woo woo~

She had a sore nose, covered her face with her hands and started crying again.

Another five minutes passed.

She raised her head, sniffed her nose, grabbed a tissue to wipe off the tears on her cheeks, opened the laptop on the table, and pressed the power button.

She has not been online for two days, because she is surrounded by overwhelming abuse and accusations, and seeing those things will be very depressing. But today, she wants to go online, because only those negative things can kill her desire for survival.

She didn't want Lin Yue to be sad for her, and she didn't want to die with nostalgia, because she felt that this was the most cruel and painful thing in the world.

When the heart dies, the person dies, and everything is over.

She didn't dare to tell Lin Yue that she was terminally ill, because what was certain was that that person would never be afraid of being implicated and leave her, and would definitely stay by her side. She didn't want to drag his life down, let alone He saw that she was tortured by illness and was no longer beautiful.

When she opened her blog, she found that the page had been repaired. All the pictures and texts that cursed her to die were gone, and all the insulting messages had been deleted.

She didn't give up, and went to the TV station's website to look for a feature about not giving up her seat. However, the focus of the page was no longer on her, but on the old man who had been refusing to let her go. The title of the article with the most attention was "A 70-year-old old man prostitutes?" Is it retaliation or human nature? "

Just click in and take a look. In the middle of the page is the interview with the old man in "Today's Events", and below is the introductory commentary text, implying that someone in the audience is fighting for Ye Lanqiu.

She pursed her lips and pulled down, wanting to read the venomous comments from netizens.

However, the one with the highest number of likes was a hyperlink provided by an anonymous user. She did see vicious comments, but they were not scolding her, they were all satirizing the TV station.

"Worship."

"The landlord is awesome, we don't bring such sabotage."

"Papapa~ I seem to hear the sound of a slap in the face."

"The face was swollen."

"Either these reporters are annoying, knowing conspiracy theories every day."

"No way, there is a market for conspiracy theories. It's really difficult for them. They live diligently every day, while swearing that seeking truth from facts is the principle of journalists, while trying to create eye-catching news. For the sake of ratings, even the bottom line is at stake. Don't care."

"Bottom line? What is the bottom line? If bottoms are meant to be picked off, then the bottom line is there to be lowered."

"Reporter? A prostitute?"

"..."

Ye Lanqiu clicked the link out of curiosity, a new window popped up, and the website was redirected to Youku.