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I withdrew my wretched gaze and sat cross-legged on the bed. I randomly picked up a book and flipped through it. "Are you learning the voice of the people?"

Zhang Yushi sighed and said helplessly: "You can't tell what is a beautiful voice and what is a loud voice. I mainly cultivate beautiful voices, but I also want to learn to be a vulgar person."

"Oh!" I nodded. "That is to say, you can sing a song that is very high. For example, 'Even Death Must Be Love'!"

Zhang Yushi threw the book in her hands onto the bed and said: "Stop joking around, hurry up and help out, how about this! What do you want to hear? I'll sing it for you. "

"Really! It's my utmost honor! " I opened my mouth and said, "In my memories, Liang Jingru's song was my favorite song, and Liang Jingru's peak-stage deductions were about 'The Sound of the Palm'. She sang out her feelings and it was already beyond what a song could express."

Zhang Yushi: "I know, I've seen the video of that concert too! Her emotions had reached a certain point and she was completely unable to control them. If you like it, I'll choose one or two. "

"Sure! "Also, you must take out one or two that are artistic and of high difficulty. You should learn foreign opera and choose one that is of such high difficulty."

Zhang Yushi said: "But how many people appreciated that... "How many people in his dad's business know how to make a professional sound?"

I said, "That's right. If I had planned it, I would have been very creative."

ME: "No problem... I just don't know when. "

Zhang Yushi laughed: "I'm fine! I can wait. "

Seeing Zhang Yushi so happy, I felt happy for her from the bottom of my heart. Huang Xianzhe finally did a good thing to make Zhang Yushi so happy.

Seeing me giggling foolishly, Zhang Yushi waved her hands in front of me and asked: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing!" I looked at Zhang Yushi and smiled. "I really don't know what's a beautiful voice and what's a loud voice. "For your own concert, sing your favorite song. If you want, I can write your song, but …" Embarrassed, I said, "I don't know how to compose music."

"It doesn't matter." Zhang Yushi revealed a sweet smile and said: "If you write the words, I will compose and cooperate with you."

"It's a deal!"

Zhang Yushi extended the little finger of his right hand, looked at me and said: "Pulling a hook counts. When can you write it down properly, I'll be waiting for you."

"Creation requires inspiration. Perhaps a few minutes later, or perhaps a few days later."

Zhang Yushi agreed as she nodded and said, "Alright, then I won't bother you anymore. I have been very busy these few days, going to Huang Xianzhe's father's company to communicate with the director at the scene. I realized that the director doesn't know anything.

I looked into Zhang Yushi's eyes and said, "How about, I help massage you?"

"Alright!" Zhang Yushi smiled until her eyes curved in laughter, she pulled my cup and placed it under her head, then laid on my bed while hugging Arbutin and said, "Let's begin, don't hurt me."

I gently took off Zhang Yushi's slippers, and stared at her slender legs, my fingers slowly extended forward, kneading her calves, and felt her soft and smooth skin. I felt an indescribable excitement from the feeling she gave me.

The corner of Zhang Yushi's mouth raised as she said with a smile: "My thigh is sore too."

Are you asking me to pinch her thigh? I looked at her and saw that she was enjoying herself with her eyes closed. My fingers moved up her beautiful legs, and I wondered if I should reach under her nightgown and massage her.

Seeing that I was not willing to attack, Zhang Yushi pouted and said, "Quickly! "Up."

Isn't this tempting? It was a bit unbearable! Reason triumphed over impulse.

Turning around with his back facing Zhang Yushi, he said: "I'll help you massage your feet, I'll do the pedicure."

Zhang Yushi didn't say anything, and silently bent her leg. My left hand held onto her little foot, while the fingers of my right hand pinched each of her cute little toes.

Zhang Yushi lied on the bed and hugged Arbutin from the bottom of her heart and said: "Xiaofan, you're awesome! So comfortable. "

I didn't even dare look back, for fear that she would notice my strangeness.

Zhang Yushi's feet were very beautiful, as beautiful as her hands! Since Huang Xianzhe was able to hold a concert for Zhang Yushi, I can only pat her feet! That's fucking sad.

After an unknown period of time, Arbutin got up from the bed and ran out of the bedroom. I knew that this little thing had gone to the toilet, and when I turned around, Zhang Yushi was already asleep.

I pulled the quilt out from under her head and gave her my pillow. I carefully covered her with the quilt. Looking at how she was sleeping, I actually felt touched.

She sat down at the computer and began to write a song for her.

Writing is not an easy task. When your hand touches the keyboard, the first thing that comes to mind is: Why am I writing! Then there was how to write it, and how to write it.

Writing novels is different from writing songs. I write novels to earn money to support myself, and writing songs is for Zhang Yushi.

What does this song mean? How to start a pen? For a moment, his mind was in a mess again. He turned around to look at Zhang Yushi who had just fallen asleep, and typed in the song's title: "Your memories, are the proof that I made."

The next day, Zhang Yushi returned home late from work, and after washing up, she went into my room to discuss some of the details of the concert with me. It allowed Zhang Yushi to have a sense of trust in me. Don't forget to ask me, "Is this all right?" "Is there anything else I need to add?" What's wrong? You have to tell me! "

I was happy for Zhang Yushi, but at the same time, I felt a deep inferiority complex. In the following days, I worked even harder every day with almost four to five hours of writing. I wanted to quickly publish a book and earn money, but writing was not a business, it was not something that could be paid for with hard work. I seriously suspect that I was provoked by Huang Xianzhe, but I want to admit that it's true, and leave some self-respect behind.

One week later, Sister Yue came to my place in the afternoon. Looking at the mess in the room, she asked, "Xiaofan, how have you been recently? QQ also did not see you online, 66 said that he hasn't seen you for a long time, why do you feel that you have become more decadent? "

I stroke the stubble on my face and can imagine my appearance. I pick up the cigarette box on the table and find that it is already empty. I bluntly said to Sister Yue, "Give me a cigarette."

Sister Yue frowned and gave me the cigarette from her bag. I lit it and took a deep breath, then laid on the bed, not wanting to move.

Sister Yue sat on the sofa with her thumb at me and asked, "Xiaofan, did Zhang Yushi give you a huge shock when she wanted to hold a concert?"

"No!" I blurted out, "What kind of shock would I have if she had a concert?"

Sister Yue had already seen through it, and said: "Because the concert was held by Huang Xianzhe using the name of his clan, even if you didn't say it, I already know, you liked Zhang Yushi, and for Huang Xianzhe to create such a concert, you feel forced and unwilling."

Cao Xiaoting came to find me a few days ago and asked me about your relationship with Zhang Yushi. I only said that you two were just ordinary roommates, but she obviously didn't believe me. Do you know that Cao Xiaoting has been looking for you recently? "

"Yes!" I stretched on my bed and said, "Ever since I fought with Zhang Shuai a week ago, I have never left. I was a little angry that day."

"What's wrong?" Sister Yue said, "I know about Brother Hui finding people to help you fight. Are you angry because of Cao Xiaoting?"

"That's right!" I smoked and said, "Cao Xiaoting loudly said in the field that I was sleeping with him! I don't really care about this, but as far as Zhang Yushi is concerned, as long as I don't meet her, I'm actually running away from her. I feel that I don't have the qualifications to blame her for something, because I owe her, but together, she will closely ask about me and Zhang Yushi. This makes me feel troubled, and is destined to argue with her.

"You still don't understand Cao Xiaoting."

"Don't you understand?" I'm not sure why Cao Xiaoting has been looking for me recently either. Could it be that she thought of something after that night?

Sister Yue hesitated for a moment, then said: "Xiaofan, don't be angry if I tell you. Do you believe that Cao Xiaoting will continue to like you?"

I thought for a whole three minutes before saying, "I'm not sure, but based on my understanding of Cao Xiaoting, she wouldn't be so persistent. After all, when we broke up that year, she was able to maintain a normal relationship with me for a year. "But I still want to believe what she said. I want to be with her because of love."

"You're too naive." Sister Yue sighed. "Don't think that love is so great, okay? Aren't there a lot of girls around you? Your relationship with Fang Xue isn't clean, did she ask that of you? You and Xiao Yu'er were so close, but did she interfere? Why must she interfere with the relationship between you and Zhang Yushi? "

I replied without thinking, "Because Zhang Yushi and I are sleeping under the same roof."

"Bullshit!" Was this the main reason? You even brought Fang Xue to get a room, which is more excessive than living under the same roof. Recently, Cao Xiaoting pestered you and Zhang Yushi because she wanted to ruin their relationship. You might not believe me if I say this, and think that I have belittled Cao Xiaoting, but that is the truth. "

I stared at Sister Yue for a long time. Finally, my impulsiveness overcame my rationality, and after three years of friendship between Sister Yue and me, I understood each other very well. I believed in love and valued friendship more.

Sister Yue took a deep breath and said as if she was relieved of a burden, "I still don't have strong evidence to prove that I analyzed all of this. Xiaofan, do you believe me?"

I shook my head, and then quickly nodded, and said to Sister Yue, "I don't want to believe that what you said is true, I would rather kill Cao Xiaoting for some other reason. If she was ordered by Huang Xianzhe to disrupt my relationship with Zhang Yushi, I would be very disappointed, so I don't want to believe you. But! I also know very well what kind of friendship we have. I should have trusted you unconditionally no matter what you say, but how can I trust you on this matter? "

"Alright!" Ouyang Yue got up and said: "Xiaofan, I will go find evidence for you. I, Ouyang Yue, am not a person who likes to cause trouble, but because of what you said just now, I will find myself a troublesome job. After saying that, Sister Yue prepared to leave.

I flipped over and sat up from the bed. "Wait a moment, what did you just say? What did I say?"

Sister Yue's mouth raised in a pleased smile, and said: "Because you said 'what kind of friendship do we have?' Just for your words, I, Ouyang Yue, will wade through muddy water."