Chapter 854

Suddenly far and near spread into the ear of Rong Mei.

That hoarse male voice, singing an English song, the tune is hot and passionate, from slow and fast, increasingly strong, to the final climax, affectionate and painful, let people hear it can not help touching the heartstrings.

Rong Mei was attracted by the sound. When he heard it, he saw a young boy playing and singing in the street. He was estimated to be about 20 years old.

She couldn't see him clearly. She only saw that he was wearing a black hat, a jacket, baggy worn-out white jeans, a pair of brown green Martin boots. He was dressed in a punk style, showing the natural and unrestrained style of a young man.

Looking at the scene, Rong Mei couldn't help but pick her eyebrows slightly.

No, to be exact, she was not only attracted by the voice, but also by the person standing in front of him.

In front of the boy stood a slender and tall figure.

Black hair, the same black cap, covered her ears, she was wearing a black jeans coat, inside is a high collar off white sweater, below is a black jeans, very slim, lining her long legs straight, her hands inserted in the jeans coat, leaning on the side of the street lamp pole, motionless, like completely into the music.

Or maybe It's in that person.

"Why, what are you looking at?"

Su Xian's voice came. He took a look at Rong Mei, and then followed her line of sight.

Rong Mei's eyes were still staring at that, slowly opened his mouth, "see? It's Bo Huan. She's there listening to the boy singing

Yes, Bo Huan is there.

The coffee shop is nearby. Instead of waiting, Bo Huan is watching the boy play and sing.

Su Xian was reminded by her that she noticed that her back was like Bo Huan.

"Park nearby. I'll go down and look for her first."

The car stopped, and then drove forward.

However, the pace slowed down a little as Rong Mei walked.

Because she thought Bo Huan had nothing to do and waited for them there, but she didn't want to get closer. She noticed that it was more than that.

Bo Huan looks at the boy, his eyes don't turn, and the boy also plays and sings. Even if there are more and more people around, he just looks at Bo Huan.

……？

What's the situation.

Rong Mei slowly approached the crowd, only then did he see the face of the street boy.

This one sees, the line of sight does not feel tiny coagulate.

Although the boy is only about 20 years old, his face is extremely outstanding. His eyebrows and eyes are deep, the bridge of his nose is high and straight, the diamond shaped light pink lip flap, the firm and perfect jaw, a head of black broken hair, handsome and compelling.

Full of young people's blood, vigor and vitality.

However, no matter how upright he looks and how black his broken hair is, he can also see a bit of mixed blood in his eyebrows.

Yes, although the appearance is very Oriental, but the deep eyebrows and eyes are very much like the affectionate style of the British people. When looking at others, it is like a pool of water, like drowning people in it.

It's too provocative.

In a short moment, Rong Mei looked him up and down.

A street singer.

After a song was finished, the onlookers clapped and went up to put change in the guitar bag in front of him.

Just now he sang affectionately, thanks from the gentleman one by one.

People gradually scattered almost, Rong Mei saw Bo Huan still not go, still looking at the street singer, she almost thought they knew each other.

Until -

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