…
The night was getting dark.
Xiangyi came out of the villa and found that the yard was still too dark with only a few street lights and the lights of the program team.
She went to the tool room and found some lanterns that she and her brothers had made by hand.
Rong Huai and others came over.
"Wow, there are still such lanterns with candles now?"
"Sister, do you want to hang this? Do you want to bring the ladder over?"
Xiangyi: "No, just hand it over to me."
"Huh? But can you reach it..."
Before she finished speaking, the girl skillfully climbed up a tree, her movements were as fast as light kung fu in a martial arts movie.
Teenagers: ? ?
Netizens in the live broadcast room:? ?
-[exist? Yiyizi, your fairy girl design collapsed, did you know that!]
—[Fuck! I thought Brother Simao and Brother Sanmao were fast enough to climb trees, but I didn't expect Yimei to be the fastest!]
—[Suddenly remembered that the doctor’s brother was also injured because he went rock climbing with his sister...]
—[The man is silent and the woman is crying, the Xiang family has such an ancestral skill... If you don't turn around, you are not from Huaguo!]
A group of boys with their mouths open enough to stuff eggs.
Xiangyi said calmly, "Give me the lantern."
The tallest Rong Huai handed her a lantern with a dazed expression.
Hang it up, light it up, and...
Xiangyi climbed to the next tree...
…
After hanging the lanterns, the yard is not only brighter, but also adds a bit of warmth.
The warm light of the lantern faded away, and a few moths gathered and slammed into it without hesitation.
It was a rare indulgence for Xiangli tonight. He drank too much and leaned on the recliner drunkenly. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing some fair skin and thin collarbone. The red mole at the end of his eyes became more attractive.
Xiangyi also drank a lot with him, his head was very dizzy, but his consciousness was inexplicably clear.
Yin Jiangxue took a ukulele. She hadn't touched an instrument for a long time, and her hands were a little raw, so she stumbled and played the second brother.
"I need to practice more, so I can sing for our baby in the future!" The tone is full of expectation.
Sheng Guang held the venue to beat her, and with smiling eyes, she was the only one from the beginning to the end.
The lights are warm and the wind is warm.
Really, such a beautiful night.
It makes people's hearts soft.
After Yin Jiangxue finished playing a piece, he wanted to put the ukulele back, but Xiangyi took it.
She plucked the strings a few times and adjusted the tuning slightly.
Rong Huai and the others' eyes lit up.
A group of youngsters didn't eat any meat, so Pidiandian surrounded the pavilion.
Li Jianyu couldn't laugh or cry: "Hey, you are blocking Yimei's camera!"
The children are giggling, you push me, I chase you, get out of the way quickly.
In the studio.
—[Ah, is Yimei going to sing?]
—[Whoo, these children are completely different from Bai Tian, they laughed!]
—[They really like Yimei, they are afraid of blocking the camera, and they stand on tiptoes trying to get a closer look, it's too poignant, I want to cry again qaq]
…
The simple and pleasant prelude sounded, the unique clear timbre of ukulele may not be so impactful at first hearing, but it is inexplicably harmonious with this warm night.
"...
The red sun is rising, its way is bright
The river flows out and flows into the ocean
…”
The girl lazily opened her voice, but instantly caught everyone's ears.
She lowered her brows and eyes, a small one immersed in the half-lit corner, but it was a dazzling existence in the crowd that could be noticed at a glance.
"...
teenage boy
body like mountains and rivers straight back
Dare to measure the sun and the moon again
…”
Xiangyi raised her eyes, looked at the teenagers outside the gazebo, smiled softly, and hummed softly as if coaxing children, but with incomparably shocking power:
"...
heart like the sun
Never stop me from breaking in
Today I'm the only young man
…”
The last chord falls.
The surroundings are quiet, as if you can hear the rustling wind and the sound of falling petals.