"You can see that they are carefree, but every family has its own difficult scriptures. In life, they are inevitably troubled by the secular world."

Chen Yang gently said: "everyone has pressure and troubles. Maybe they are happy now, but tomorrow may be a painful day? In order to live, like a grandson outside to please the boss, customers, like a dog like breathing, but dare not have a moment of relaxation

"Because there is no way out behind them, they know that there is a dead end ahead, and they have to forge ahead. This is the fate of most people. If you admire them, why don't they envy you?"

"You are so pessimistic." Shen Weichen gave him a white look and said: "although they are pessimistic, they are realistic. No matter how hard they work, they can at least see the smiling faces of their relatives and lovers when they go home. Isn't that also very happy?"

"In fact, it's not ordinary people like them who are really at a loss. Instead, they are chasing fame and wealth in the entertainment industry, or in the so-called upper class society. They are also pursuing status and power, and they fight with each other every day."

"They can have a good quality of life, but in the end, how many people remember what they want? Is that right? "

"Well, you make a lot of sense, but are we going a little too far?"

Chen Yang did not retort, but couldn't help laughing. The topic was too profound and heavy.

Shen Weichen followed him with a smile and said, "yes, let's have some relaxation. Chen Yang, although you've heard me sing in the concert, I wanted to play a song for you alone for a long time."

"But this is not my original song. I've always wanted to sing it to you. You wait here."

After that, she ran to the person who was playing and singing with a guitar not far away. Shen Weichen gave him 200 yuan, then took his guitar and tried it twice.

Then he showed a charming smile of sunshine and said to the microphone standing in front of him: "Chen Yang, you are so nice."

"Good..."

Chen Yang smiles with his heart.

When performing, Shen Weichen is always charming. She is focused and unique. Some people are born as performing artists. Shen Weichen belongs to this kind of people. She was born for art.

Soon, she got involved, patiently and carefully played every note, then gently opened her unique voice and hummed:

"it's getting dark here, where...

" it's cool here, where...

"everything has changed here, I've become sensible."

"I started to write diary again, and what about you...

SHEN Weichen is not like singing, but more like telling a story, a story about two people. Like all women in love, when they are apart from their loved ones, she will miss deeply, look forward to reunion, and dream of a better future.

Just singing, her eyes could not help reddening. Perhaps her singing is too beautiful, not aware of it, many people around the past, listening quietly.

And Chen Yang stood in place did not move, across the crowd, can clearly see her, she is still humming.

"Everything has changed here, I don't cry anymore, I put away the photos, and what about you..."

"what if we are still together now, are we still in love with each other, like at the beginning, holding hands even if the day is coming."

"What will happen if we are still together? Are we still hiding each other? At the end of the day, we know that you are not wrong and insist on my forgiveness..."

in the face of her tears pouring out of her eyes under the sunglasses, Chen Yang can't help but lower his head and dare not look directly at each other, but his hands are shaking slightly.

After playing the last note, Shen Weichen realized that he had lost his temper and quickly wiped away his tears. Although he was wearing sunglasses, he was still afraid of being recognized. He bowed to thank you for listening. Then he put down his guitar and left.

"Girl, don't go. You sing so well. Sing two more songs."

"Yes, two more songs."

Shen Weichen didn't pay attention to it. She walked away, adjusted her mood, wiped away her tears, and then went to find Chen Yang.

"What's up, is that good?"

"Well, it sounds good. I'll go to your concert next time if I can." Chen Yang pretended to smile easily and changed the topic.

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance. My tour is over long ago, and my return date is still uncertain. When I come back, I don't know how many fans would like to see my concert." Shen Weichen is very witty.

"I don't think you need to worry. There are so many brain powder. I've seen how crazy they are and I won't forget you easily." Chen Yang returned.

"What powder?" Shen Weichen is not happy.

"No, it's... Your big fan."

Chen Yang awkwardly quickly changed his tongue.

She snorted, and then walked along the beach. Chen Yang kept up in silence.

Until the end of the walk, she stopped, walked out of the high stone, sat down and said, "I'm tired. Let's have a rest."Chen Yang nodded and sat down beside her.

The sea breeze is cool. Although it's a bit muggy in spring, it's still cold at night. After sitting down for a while, Shen Weichen shivers.

Seeing this, Chen Yang said hastily, "why don't you go back? You should be very weak now. Don't get sick. "

"But I don't want to go, Chen Yang. Can you hold me?" Shen Weichen suddenly said: "you can be the last time, OK?"

Without hesitation, Chen Yang pulled off his coat and put it on her.

Shen Weichen was stunned and thought that he was refusing in this way. Just a little depressed, a strong shoulder suddenly hugged her.

Shen Weichen almost couldn't help crying. She turned her eyes and didn't dare to look at him.

When she was relieved, she pointed to the vast deep sea and said, "do you know where the sea leads?"

"I don't know." Chen Yang shook his head honestly.

"Poof, I don't know." Shen Weichen couldn't help laughing: "is this a bit boring?"

"Well, it is."

"Well, I'm not bored. Have you ever loved me? Seriously

She suddenly turned her head and looked straight at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang's expression suddenly froze and opened his mouth. He didn't want to tell the truth, but he didn't have the heart to cheat her.

"Well, you don't have to. I know."

Shen Weichen quickly turned his head and pretended to be indifferent.

Then he stood up and said, "Chen Yang, you scum man, I will never love you again!"

"..."

Chen Yang just wants to jump into the sea, and can't refute it at all.

That night, they went back to the hotel. Shen Weichen didn't let him go, but he didn't do anything to him. He just sat on the sofa watching TV. I don't know how long he had been here. Chen Yang saw that she was asleep, so he gently carried her to the bed, put it on, and then consciously went to the sofa to sleep.

The next day, when Chen Yang woke up, the room was empty and her suitcase was missing.