Su Xiaoxiao only felt red in the face.

"It's nice to laugh and sing, but I haven't heard it for many years. Let's sing one." Su Xiuling expressed her expectations.

An Zhenyang took the lead in clapping, and Hua Zi applauded, "hurry! I'll cheer you up! "

The soft music sounded, and Anxin's eyebrows in front of the French window were unconsciously frowned.

What I sing is male voice, so the reputation of deep voice is rising with the melody. "The foam under the sun is colorful. Like I was cheated, I am happy, what is right and wrong, your lies, based on you still love me, beautiful bubbles, although a flash of fire, all of your promises, though all too fragile, but love is like bubbles, if we can see through, what is sad."

At the end of the last sentence, he took the girl around him and gave her an encouraging look.

Sue smiles and holds the microphone in her hands. She stares at the font on the screen. She sings very seriously. "It's time to know that a bubble is broken. It hurts like a broken heart. It's not a fault. It's not a fault. There are more lies."

In front of the French window, Anxin listened to the familiar singing with a smile. His heart was as painful as involvement. He had to admit that he cared about her in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it again.

Because she will eventually marry a high reputation. Because I really decided to let go.

The night outside the window is getting darker and darker.

That distant memory is not willing to be dusty, but still playfully tossing Anxin's reason.

"All bubbles, just a flash of fire, all of your promises are all too fragile, and your outline, I have not seen through, so sad, how to grasp the love, how to search again, embracing loneliness, is not lonely, love is a bubble, blame I have not seen through, so sad, the bubble in the rain, a touch of the broken, the original hot heart, has long been submerged. Say you love me. If you lie to me, I'd rather you be silent... "

With her familiar singing, memories emerge like a tide, and Anxin's heart flows with sour warmth.

He was sad... But he wanted her to be happy.

Later.

When the reputation announced that the banquet was over, Su Xiuling specially came over and touched Anxin's arm to remind him that it was time to send Xiaoyu home. Don't drop the chain.

Su Xiaoxiao walked up to Fang Xiaoyu. "Xiaoyu, are you going with aunt Lin or do you need us to send you?" Because Lin Qin has a car.

Fang Xiaoyu stood up. She showed an ugly smile and could not hide the tears.

"Are you crying again?" Su Xiaoxiao was frightened. She quickly took a paper towel and handed it to wipe her tears.

"No, you have a strong sense of substitution for singing. You moved me." Fang Xiaoyu hurriedly explained.

Su Xiaoxiao knew it was an excuse.

Anxin had come to her side. He stared at the embarrassed girl, "I'll take you back."

With this sentence, Su Xiaoxiao and Fang Xiaoyu looked at Anxin together. The reputation came over. He took Xiaoxiao's shoulder and said, "Xiaoxiao, we should go." Then he patted Anxin on the shoulder and said, "smile, this friend will be given to you. Send it home safely. Bye."

The high reputation took Su Xiaoxiao and left. Huazi stood at the door and waved to them.

"Bye, brother huazi." Su Xiaoxiao passed by him and waved at him.

Anxin and Fang Xiaoyu came out of the private room. Huazi put his hand on Anxin's shoulder, patted it a few times, and then turned and left.

Anxin has a gentle face and his hands are in his trouser pockets.

Fang Xiaoyu stood beside him with her bag. She drooped her eyes, a little embarrassed.