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It¡¯s past four o¡¯clock in the afternoon on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
The streets of Suzhou are full of red lanterns, and the doors of residents and shops have couplets with auspicious words posted on them. The crowds are bustling, making it festive and lively.
"Yes, yes, do you really want to go home? Didn't you agree that we would have dinner together and then go sing karaoke in the evening?"
The four girls spent the whole afternoon shopping. Except for Liu Dui, all the others had New Year's joy and excitement on their faces.
Zhang Lan couldn¡¯t help but ask when she saw the unhappy Liu Duitui.
Liu was wearing a woolen hat, with two pink balls of thread hanging down on both sides. She looked very cute, but the cute girl was pouting at this time and sighing:
"Oh, I can't help it. That sister of mine is coming today, and my mother insists that I go home for dinner."
"Who is that sister of yours? Why does it feel like your mother likes her more?"
Chen Juanli said from the side.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Zhang Lan patted her, comforted Liu and said:
"Then you can come to Qinhuai Singwan to meet us after dinner tonight."
Qinhuai Changwan is a large singing center, which is considered a relatively high-end KTV in Suzhou. Junior high school students like Liu Duidu and the others usually don¡¯t have money to go there.
Only when you have money during the Chinese New Year can you have the confidence to spend.
Of course, the girls don¡¯t have many high-end consumer items, they just go in and sing.
It¡¯s very comfortable to feel the high-end inside, and then post it on Moments, along with a piece of Versailles literature, to make your classmates admire and marvel at it.
"Oh, forget it, you can just play and don't worry about me."
Liu Duitui naturally wanted to come out and sing, but thinking about it, she knew that if her mother valued this sister so much, she would definitely be forced to accompany that guy to have awkward conversations at home.
How could it come out?
"Yes, yes, didn't you say last time that when you and that sister were chatting on QQ, she said that she was very good at singing?"
Zhang Lan thought for a while and suddenly said: "Then you invite her to come out and sing with us? Maybe your mother will agree."
¡°Yes, that¡¯s a good idea!¡± Chen Juanli and Xu Wenjing¡¯s eyes lit up and they nodded repeatedly.
"Tch, she heard me say that I love singing and intentionally echoed me. Maybe she is tone-deaf!"
Liu snorted.
"No matter what, as long as you convince your sister, your mother will definitely agree to let you come out together."
Zhang Lan rolled her eyes and said with a smile:
"When the time comes, let's let her sing a song on the spot to see if she is bragging!"
¡°What a great idea, if your sister is really annoying, then just make her look stupid!¡±
Chen Juanli and Xu Wenjing both gave Zhang Lan a thumbs up: "You can not only let your partner come out to play, but also give her a vent, killing two birds with one stone, Xiaolan!"
"Hahaha, it's a joke." Zhang Lan raised her head and smiled proudly.
"Okay, I'll give it a try." Liu Duitui also thought this method was good and was a little tempted.
At this time, Liu¡¯s phone rang, and she answered it with a bitter look on her face.
"mom."
"Yes, yes, where are you?"
Haiyao¡¯s voice seemed a little excited.
"Mom, Zhang Lan and I are shopping."
"Come back quickly, your sister and your brother-in-law are here!"
Haiyao urged.
¡°Mom, it¡¯s okay, let my sister play with her friends for a while.¡±
There was a faint voice from the side, and it was naturally the so-called sister.
¡°Hmph, who wants you to pretend to be a good person!
Liu Dui snorted coldly in his heart and said to Hai Yao: "Mom, I'll be back now."
Hanging up the phone, he said to Zhang Lan and the others: "I'm going back. I'll call you in the evening."
"Yes, yes, do you still have contact with that little brother from last time?"
Chen Juanli suddenly asked, and Zhang Lan next to her also pricked up her ears.
"Fang Xiaole?" Liu Duidui stopped and rolled his eyes at these two evil-minded guys:
"I am the one who wrote songs for Lin Yao, so stop dreaming!"
"Exactly!" Chen Juanli said disapprovingly: "He just writes songs for Lin Yao, and he is not Lin Yao's husband. Why don't IHave you thought about it? "
"That's right, you don't want to take it all to yourself, do you?" Zhang Lan looked sideways at Liu.
"What nonsense are you talking about! I won't tell you anymore, I'm leaving!"
Liu Dui Dui was too lazy to talk nonsense with these two nymphos anymore, so he turned around and left.
She got on a bus, sat on her seat, looked out the window at the lively streets and happy and festive people, and sighed silently.
The girl who had just turned fifteen years old looked as sad as a weather-beaten old woman.
While squeezing the little fan hair ball on the hat, he looked down at his phone.
??Flip to Fang Xiaole¡¯s WeChat account that was added during the Golden Melody Awards. In the chat history, there is also the conversation between her and Fang Xiaole last night:
"Happy New Year, little brother, thank you for writing a good song for Lin Yao!"
"Happy New Year, little sister, that's what I should do."
Looking at the two simple conversations, Liu curled his lips, took out his headphones, plugged them into his phone, entered Tianyun Music, and called up the playlist he created.
It¡¯s all Lin Yao¡¯s songs.
Click to play. After the beautiful and melodious prelude, Lin Yao¡¯s sweet singing voice soon sounded:
"Hearing the departure of winter, I woke up in a certain month of a certain year. I thought that I was waiting for it, but the future could not be arranged because of it"
Among Lin Yao¡¯s many classic songs, Liu Dui¡¯s favorite is ¡°Meet¡±.
Because the little girl always fantasizes that one day she can meet Lin Yao on an ordinary street.
The two of them are like friends reunited after a long separation, or even like sisters with deep feelings, holding hands and shopping together, eating together, and singing K together
How great that would be!
Fifteen years old is the most passionate and romantic age.
Some girls give this passion and romance to the boys they like to experience a vigorous love.
Some girls give all their passion and fantasies to their idols, or in other words, to the person they dream of becoming.
For Liu Duitui, Lin Yao is not only an idol who inspires her to move forward, but also the future and perfect self of her dream.
If you can meet Lin Yao, you will meet your perfect future self.
How romantic this must be!
However, this romance and fantasy was quickly interrupted by the phone ringing again.
It was Hai Yao calling again.
"That's right, why aren't you back yet? Your sister brought you a lot of gifts."
The mother¡¯s voice sounded very happy.
"Mom, I'm on the bus."
Liu Duidui couldn¡¯t bear to break his mother¡¯s rare good mood, so he could only answer in as sweet a voice as possible:
¡°We¡¯ve arrived at the station, Mom, I¡¯ll get off the bus right away.¡±
After hanging up the phone, Liu Dui got off the bus and walked half a street. The building in front of him was his home.