Look, far away!

Not only the barren fields, but also the singing and hope...

...

Wu Zhiyuan sang to the fullest, his voice was sometimes hoarse, sometimes low, sometimes high, and as a sliding sound fell, the room suddenly became quiet.

"Don't you sing well?"

He didn't hear any movement from Liu Mengran. He turned his head and realized that at this time, her face was covered with tears.

"What's wrong?" Wu Zhiyuan asked.

"Nothing, nothing."

Liu Mengran wiped away her tears. At this moment, her eyes when she looked at Wu Zhiyuan completely changed.

She fell in love with him completely!

Some people listen to music, some listen to melody, some listen to music, some listen to lyrics, but some listen to music, some listen to music, and some listen to themselves.

The reason why Liu Mengran shed tears was not how good this song was, but that she heard Wu Zhiyuan's story from this song, and he was singing himself.

In fact, isn’t this singing about herself?

"The ant living in the prosperous era, Kong Yiji of the new era!"

Liu Mengran murmured, then asked, "What's the name of this song?"

"I haven't thought about it yet!" Wu Zhiyuan touched his chin, was silent for a while, and said, "Just call Kong Yiji, what do you think?"

"Okay!" Liu Mengran was excited, "Zhiyuan, you are so awesome!"

"I can't even protect my beloved person. I can write a broken song. What's the use? I'll just comfort myself!"

"You will find her! I believe in you!"

Liu Mengran held Wu Zhiyuan's hand and then remembered something. Her face turned red and she hurriedly retracted her hand.

Only then did she realize that she was on the same bed as Wu Zhiyuan.

"You get off early!" Before Wu Zhiyuan could come back to his senses, she had already run to the door, "I like this song very much, just give it to me!"

"I……"

Wu Zhiyuan wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. After a while, he put down the guitar, lit a cigarette again, and lay on the bed.

He looked at the ceiling and was stunned.

"Xiaoxi, where are you? I miss you!"

...

The night is getting dark, and there are fewer pedestrians on the street, only the wind keeps blowing, patting thousands of households.

This is a hazy and deserted night.

Many people have fallen asleep, but many people have been busy.

They don't have a glamorous appearance and will not even be remembered, but they have been working hard to make the world a better place.

The Public Security Bureau is brightly lit.

A domineering figure walked out of the public security building...
Chapter completed!