Chapter 419 Fairy Tale [Third Update]

The four eyes looked at each other, as if everything in the past and present was thrown away from the mind, with their eyes shining with a bright light, only holding each other's figures. At this moment, Tang Bohu's voice floated in Liu Bingyan's mind, lingering heavily like a fairy sound.

A trace of inexplicable feelings began to be planted quietly in Liu Bingyan's heart, and slowly grew and soared

Tang Bohu's eyes seemed to be as soft as ice and snow. His eyes moved away from Liu Bingyan's face, took steps, and slowly walked towards the direction of the piano, leaving a tall and thin back all the way, gradually magnifying in Liu Bingyan's pupils.

After gently brushing the clothes, Tang Bohu sat in front of the piano with a smile on his face, his eyes slowly touched Liu Bingyan again, and he said slowly, "Bingyan, this song is dedicated to you."

After Tang Bohu finished speaking, the audience suddenly became silent, and his eyes were all facing the white figure in front of the piano, holding his breath, fearing that Tang Bohu would be frightened.

Tang Bohu's ten fingers were as if covered with aura on the piano, calmly regulating his breathing. An inexplicable atmosphere began to spread in the Ziyi box, as if a group of devout believers were waiting for the arrival of God.

Letters that should have belonged to three years ago have just appeared. Can the popular "fairy tale" three years ago still resonate with everyone?

Bingyan, fairy tale, do you still like it?

The ten fingers twitched gently, and a string of ethereal notes began to jump and spread. The familiar melody began to linger in my mind, and a long-lost smell was slowly moaned.

At this moment, people seem to have returned to the era when they first entered the first year of high school and listened to the "fairy tale". Although it is not very far away, it is so out of reach. Now, there is only one memory that is either beautiful or regretful.

A hazy feeling of intoxication arises.

"I forgot how long it took, and I never heard of you again, and told me your favorite story."

Tang Bohu's low and without any impurities slowly rose with the piano music, and every word was imprinted in everyone's minds as if attached to magic, digging out the memories hidden deep in his mind.

Many people murmured their lips and their eyes became crystal clear.

Liu Bingyan was trembling a little. Yes, this is her favorite song. At this time, from Tang Bohu's mouth, she could feel the deep affection contained in it. Liu Bingyan's heart slowly opened up in trembling.

"I would like to become the angel you love in the fairy tale. Open your hands and turn them into wings to protect you. You must believe that we will be like in the fairy tale, happiness and happiness are the ending."

The ten fingers were beating rapidly on the piano, like dancing elfs. The familiar melody, the familiar singing, and the touching tone were all deeply engraved in everyone's minds as deep as the marks.

The figure in white clothes under my eyes was interpreting this long-protected "fairy tale" with its heart and emotion. Every note trembling with its lips seemed to be filled with love that was so beautiful, and the ethereal sound was like the sound of nature that directly shocked people's hearts.

"Open your hands and turn them into wings to protect you"

The affectionate interpretation resonated with the audience, and everyone couldn't help singing. In fact, many people with deep feelings had a little tears in their eyes, remembering their lover, first love, and ignorant but beautiful youth.

"You have to believe that we will be like in fairy tales, happiness and happiness are the ending."

With deep longing, everyone fell into a full of indulgence.

“Happiness and happiness are the ending”

This is the fairy tale that belongs to you and me, and this is the youth that belongs to you and me.

A drop of crystal tears refracting purple light quietly slid down from Liu Bingyan's face.

The song ends and the piano sounds.

As the melody approached the end, Tang Bohu stared at Liu Bingyan with his eyes, as if he had devoted his life to put him in his eyes. A deep and magnetic voice slowly flowed out of his mouth, "Bingyan, I would like to be the angel in your fairy tale."

boom!!!

The last line of defense in Liu Bingyan's heart was shattered, and she was stunned. Her heart seemed to be overturned. Her beautiful eyes were filled with purple tears, trembling slightly, and she could not control her excitement.

"So romantic." The girl in the class present had envy at this moment, and she held her cheeks and looked forward to it. "If there was a man like this for me in this life, she would be dead without regrets."

"I can also wait for you." A classmate with almost uneven facial features came over and said affectionately.

"Get out" sounds clean and neat.

The door of the box was gently pushed open, and Cui Xian's figure appeared. Behind him, several people followed him, pushing a huge object covered with a red blanket and walked in. Cui Xian bowed gently to Tang Bohu and said, "Mr. Feng, the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine roses you want have arrived."

Tang Bohu was slightly stunned, and instantly understood Cui Xian’s meaning in his heart. He looked at him with great satisfaction. Cui Xian also smiled softly, and the meaning was self-evident. Cui Xian originally planned to come in and ask what Tang Bohu needed to eat, but happened to meet Tang Bohu’s affectionate singing. Cui Xian was a shrewd person, so he immediately brought 9,999 roses to Tang Bohu.

Tang Bohu slowly walked forward, staring at Liu Bingyan with his eyes, step by step, the distance between the two became closer and closer. At this moment, Liu Bingyan suddenly felt like she didn't know where to put her hands, which was a little panic, but she felt like a deer was beating constantly in her heart.

A faint smile appeared on Tang Bohu's face, and his body showed a noble temperament. He stopped about one meter away from Liu Bingyan, and beside him were roses covered with red cloth.

"Bingyan, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine roses represent my heart." Tang Bohu's affectionate words fell, and he reached out and suddenly lifted the red cloth.

Swish!

"Swoosh" Suddenly, countless people felt that their heartbeat seemed to have accelerated several times.

The quiet atmosphere spreads.

Under the refraction of the purple light, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine red roses were instantly exposed to everyone's eyes. The effect caused was definitely not something that could be explained clearly in just a few words.

The fragrance emitted by the noble red rose seemed to swallow the purple color, and there was nothing in the world that could match it.

Everyone's pupils widened a little, their faces were shocked and their countless envious and jealous eyes looked at Liu Bingyan.

“It’s really romantic!!”

Liu Bingyan was so shocked that she didn't know how to express her inner state. Her beautiful eyes only knew how to look at Tang Bohu dumbly, the man who completely opened his heart today.

moment.

Suddenly, someone pushed him behind, Liu Bingyan was unable to stand firmly and leaned forward. Tang Bohu's hand swept quickly at the Thunder that was standing behind him quietly raised his thumbs up. His right hand quickly wrapped around Liu Bingyan's waist and held his shoulder with his left hand. A soft feeling instantly made Tang Bohu's heart sway. Liu Bingyan seemed to have no bones all over her body.

"Kiss her and kiss her"

These two words began to slowly gather in the mouths of the crowd, and finally they seemed to condense into a river, making gurgling sounds.

Tang Bohu looked down at Liu Bingyan under his arms affectionately, and Liu Bingyan couldn't help but blush with shyness when listening to everyone's unison. This shy scene made Tang Bohu feel moved and slowly lowered his head.

ps: This chapter, this song, I dedicate it to my ignorant youth that I don’t understand you or you don’t understand you or everyone else.
Chapter completed!