Chapter 1212 The Singer's Ex-Boyfriend Is a Cat (105)

Ou Jinmo thought of Jiang Rou, and felt nausea and nausea from the bottom of his heart.

He immediately opened Bai Weiwei's Weibo, wanting to see her Weibo to cleanse his mind.

Bai Weiwei rarely posts on Weibo, and doesn't even take selfies.

Ou Jinmo hadn't opened her Weibo, and suddenly saw that the comments on her Weibo were not right.

"I was wrong Momo, I hope you are happy."

"Congratulations, congratulations, our dog licking group finally licked the goddess."

"Bai Weiwei is very good, Momo, we will never take off the powder."

"..."

Ou Jinmo: "???"

When I went to the awards tonight, there were still a bunch of fans outside shouting to take off fans.

Ou Jinmo still doesn't know how many fans he has lost.

He hasn't been on Weibo at all during this time.

The company's top management had given up on correcting him, and they didn't dare to bother him at all.

He glanced at his fans, and they went up instead of falling.

Although because of the large base, the increase of several hundred thousand is not much, but he has declared that he is not an angel.

About to fall in love.

How come there are still so many fans who don't lose their fans?

Ou Jinmo watched Weibo for a while, and then saw the hot search again.

There should be no suspense in the hot search.

After all, he won more than ten awards by himself tonight, six of which were heavyweights.

He should be the first in the hot search.

However, his award-winning hot search is second.

The de-powder declaration was ranked seventh.

The third is the Weibo of the group of angels wishing Ou Jinmo and Bai Weiwei's love affair.

Ou Jinmo stared at the first hot search.

It's Bai Weiwei's.

"It's you for the rest of your life, to accompany you, to love you, to be yours, to be rich and rich, to be you for rough tea and light meals, to stay together, and to stay the same."

"Ou Jinmo, your life is still long, please advise."

She released a new song and put it on Weibo.

The title of the song is "The rest of my life is you".

And under the text Weibo, is a photo.

It was their two fingers crossed, tightly clasping hands.

Ou Jinmo didn't even know when she took the photo.

Looking at this posture, it seems that he is holding her forward and blocking some reporters' cameras for her.

Bai Weiwei took it with one hand.

The photo is a bit blurry, but it doesn't detract from their intimate gesture.

Ou Jinmo stared blankly, the heat surging in his chest finally rushed to his eyes, whether it was touching or joy.

He couldn't tell himself.

Ou Jinmo reached out and covered his eyes, then put on his headphones.

Start listening to music.

Her voice is soft and fresh, and the song is simply classic.

Better than any of her songs.

But more importantly, the kind of love she sings just overflows from the song.

This song may be covered by countless people in the future, but no one will be able to sing Bai Weiwei's feeling.

This is not a song.

This is love.

Ou Jinmo held his eyes with his fingers, and his eyes were moist.

He suddenly withdrew all the evidence of Jiang Rou's theft without publishing it.

It's too warm tonight.

It's not suitable for Jiang Rou to be disappointed by something so disgusting.

Ou Jinmo felt that it would be played again tomorrow, and then started to open the piano, and put a series of beautiful notes on his fingers.

It's not that cool and mysterious note.

Not his usual style.

But another, sweet and beautiful melody.

Ou Jinmo has never felt that writing songs is such a joyous mood.

There were pink bubbles floating in the air.

Songs are formed quickly and in one go.

Nothing is imperfect.