Chapter 8 Why not?

Style: Romance Author: Watermelon is a bit saltyWords: 3427Update Time: 24/02/20 12:39:09
Although the pedestrian street is not very big, there are many small bars. There is no information on the navigation, so it is not particularly easy to find a store called MAX.

But I wasn't in a hurry to look for it. I seemed to be walking aimlessly on the street.

In my mind, it seemed that I hadn't walked here for a long time. Even when I first got off the car and saw this place, I still felt a little strange.

Memories keep popping up in my mind when I see some familiar shops.

Oh, I remembered it.

The last time I came here was the year before last, with Ma Rongrong.

I was in this specialty store at the time. Because I had just been promoted to supervisor and had received my first “high” salary, I wanted to buy her a piece of clothing that she liked but was reluctant to buy.

But Ma Rongrong always refused, saying that he wanted me to save the money and use it for our wedding in the future.

I was really touched when I heard this. We have already begun to imagine the scene when we get married...

This is the case with many men. The more you don't want it, the more he wants to give it to you. I just fall into this category.

Finally, I bought her clothes secretly.

Although she was complaining, she was holding the clothes and couldn't put them down, she was really happy.

Time flies, things change and people change.

She should have forgotten about this a long time ago...

I smiled to myself and continued walking down the street.

Finally, among the shining lights, I saw MAX. After hesitating for a while, he decided to go in and take a look.

It was the weekend, there were many people in the hall, all the tables were full, and there were still a few empty seats in front of the bar.

I looked around, but I didn't see Cyndi Yang.

Just when I was hesitating whether to come again next time, a familiar face finally appeared on the stage.

This girl is wearing a sky blue short skirt and a pair of white sneakers today, looking very refreshing.

He probably had little experience yet, so he was a little busy debugging the equipment, with sweat on his forehead, but he still kept a sweet smile on his face.

I didn't say hello to her, I sat down at the bar and casually ordered a beer. Quietly waiting for her singing to begin.

As the music sounded, Cyndi Yang finally opened her voice.

This is the first time I have heard her sing in person since I met her.

It was a little different from what I imagined. Cyndi Yang, who has a sweet voice, sang a very cheerful song and also danced to the music.

You know, most of the singers in these small bars sit on high stools, or stand quietly in the center of the stage to sing solo.

But it is still rare to see someone like her who dances while growing.

The song is cheerful on the one hand, but the most important thing is Cyndi Yang's leadership. She always keeps the corners of her mouth slightly raised during singing and dancing, which is a kind of pleasant sweetness.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became high. I saw many men already standing up, whistling, or howling loudly...

To be honest, I have been in this industry for many years and I have seen too many singers.

There are countless people who sing beautifully. But I have a special feeling about Cyndi Yang.

It's not her singing voice, how beautiful it is, nor the energy she shows in her dancing.

But no matter when you notice her, she always maintains a positive and glowing side, blinking her eyes naturally, as if it is a timely encouragement and affirmation to you.

Moreover, her sweet feeling is not expressed by excessive sugar, but by the influence of her youthful exuberance. Even if she is in a bad mood, she can still get a little comfort in her heart.

When the singing stopped, the crowd burst into loud cheers.

In such an atmosphere, Yang Xinling's eyes were filled with joy, and she seemed to be a little panicked.

As she was waving her thanks, she noticed me at the bar. Dang even handed the stage to another singer and walked towards me quickly.

When Yang Xinling walked up to me, I could clearly feel that many men looked enviously.

I took her to an inconspicuous place in the bar and handed her a bottle of water.

Yang Xinling's face was red, there was a little sweat on her forehead, and her eyes flickered like bright crystals.

"Are you tired?"

"Well, it's okay." Cyndi Yang smiled and stuck out her tongue cutely.

"There are so many people today. You don't even know it. I was almost nervous to death on stage. But I really didn't expect that you, Brother Yang, would come."

I smiled.

"What? Not welcome?"

"Of course not!"

Cyndi Yang responded very firmly.

"I'm really happy that you can come. How about it? I...can sing well?"

She looked at me excitedly, and the sweat on her forehead quietly slipped to her nose.

I don’t know what I was thinking, but suddenly my heart was shaken, and I couldn’t help but reach out and scratch her nose.

This action startled Yang Xinling, and a shy blush immediately appeared on her face. She seemed to turn her head to avoid it, but she didn't. Just hang your head.

"You sing so well. If I hadn't known you, I would have thought you were a celebrity invited by the bar."

I said jokingly, showing no embarrassment.

Hearing my compliments, Cyndi Yang burst into laughter. After all, she is a girl's family, and her happiness and anger were all on her face.

"Thank you, Brother Yang. You are really good at complimenting others. By the way, have you...have you eaten?"

After saying that, he reacted.

"Oh, I forgot, it's already so late..."

"I haven't eaten yet, but is it convenient for you now?"

Cyndi Yang nodded, "Well, it's convenient. The boss said that it's my first day on stage and I can just show my face and sing a song."

After saying hello to the boss, Cyndi Yang left MAX with me.

She jumped and walked beside me, as cheerful as an elf. I couldn't help but look a little crazy.

We didn't go to any big hotel, we just found a small shop that she liked on the street.

This is a Malatang shop. Although it is not big, it is very clean.

I found a place to sit down casually. Yang Xinling ordered some food and helped me choose some.

"How's it going? Are you getting used to working here?"

Yang Xinling smiled and nodded.

"Well, I think it's pretty good. The boss is also a nice person. He knows that I'm an intern and will give me the same salary as everyone else. And if I quit, it only takes half a month, and I'll be paid a month. In the end, The most important thing is that they can also issue me an internship certificate.”

Cyndi Yang is relatively familiar with me, and her speech is not as coy as before.

"That's good. If you need my help in any way, feel free to speak."

"Thank you, Brother Yang."

Looking at the cheerful look of this charming girl in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a little crazy.

An idea came to my mind unconsciously.

How happy it would be if I could be with her.

But this thought was just a flash, and I reminded myself in my heart, Liu Yang, if you can't even take care of yourself now, how can you take care of others?

Besides, you have forgotten what kind of circle you are in.

Don't harm such a simple girl!

Still thinking about how happy you are? Are you worthy?

I sighed, and couldn't help but think of those words that Ma Rongrong said that hurt me. Looking at Cyndi Yang who looked at me with a pair of big eyes in front of me, I felt stubborn in my heart.

She, Ma Rongrong, can be happy, why can't labor and management be happy! ?

And just when I was thinking wildly, Yang Xinling suddenly asked.

"Brother Yang, why did you suddenly come to see me today..."

yes! Why did I come here suddenly?

It was because Ma Rongrong broke up with me and I wanted to find someone to comfort me. Or because of what Big Head said.

It seems like neither.

Ma Rongrong did make me a little hurt, but not to the point where I wanted to find someone to comfort me. As for the big head, I just took it as a joke.

If I have to find a reason, it would be that I feel very calm when I am with her. This peace makes me very comfortable.

"Oh, I happened to be passing by. I thought you were working here, so I came over to see you."

After hearing what I said, a trace of disappointment seemed to flash in her eyes. But he still looked at me with a smile.

"No matter what, I still want to thank Brother Yang for coming over."

I don’t know whether it was intentional or not, but in the subsequent chat, she told me that she was very distressed now. There was a boy in school who had been pursuing her.

Although she had made it clear that she did not want to be with him, the boy still persisted in his persistence.

To be honest, I quite understand.

It would be strange if no one pursues a girl as lovely as her. As a man, when he meets the girl he likes, he certainly won't give up easily because of rejection.

But why is she telling me this? Is it a hint?

What are you thinking? People just treat you as a friend and chat with you.

But what she asked next made me suddenly feel a little unsure.

"Brother Yang, do you have a girlfriend?"

I was stunned for a moment, smiled and shook my head.

"We were there a few days ago, but they've broken up. She found someone she likes more."

I don’t know why I added the last sentence, probably because I don’t want Cyndi Yang to think that I am a particularly casual person.

Yang Xinling was silent for a while, then suddenly put down her chopsticks, looked at me solemnly and said.

"Brother Yang, you are a good person. You will definitely find a very, very good girl."

I didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded.

After dinner, we walked on the road, chatting, and unknowingly arrived at the street.

I called her a taxi. Just when she was about to get in the car, she suddenly turned back and looked at me.

"Brother Yang, you...will you come to see me again?"

I replied without thinking.

"Will do!"

Hearing my affirmative answer, Yang Xinling was as happy as a child. She got into the car with joy in her eyes and kept waving goodbye to me through the car glass...

At this moment, I don’t know what’s wrong, but I feel a little reluctant to let go...

After seeing Cyndi Yang off, I went home.

After a good sleep, I was woken up by the sound of the phone early the next morning.

When I opened my eyes, I was confused for a while, turned around and picked up the phone and saw that it was Brother Yun's phone.

"Xiaoyang, are you at home?"

"Yes, yes."

"Take care of yourself. I'll have Junjie pick you up in ten minutes."