The man was choked many times by indifference, and finally became tactful, stopped asking questions without nutrition, and was silent for a long time before he could tell.

"I'll sing a song for you!"

"hope        the   thing     with    feathers (hopefully, birds with wings)"

“that   perches   in        the     soul(inhabits people’s souls)” “and    sings   the    tune   without    the    words                                                                                                                                                                                                     

“and    never   stops      all(never end)”

“and    sweetest   in         gale         heard(Its singing is the sweetest in the storm)”

“and    sore   must    be   the   storm(The storm will inevitably bring pain)”

“that    could   abashed    the   little    bird(The storm will embarrass and panic)”

“that    kept    so   many    warm(but it leaves us as warmth)”

“i've    heard       in        chillest   land(I’m already on the coldest land)”

“and    on           strangest    sea (also heard in the strangest ocean)”

“Yet,   never,   in     extremity (but even though it is in a desperate situation)”

“tasked    a   crumb   of    me(I didn’t ask for anything from me).

The man lowered his head, hummed softly, with a focused expression, a faint sadness, a low voice, and a low and hoarse voice, full of magnetic.

"Don't mind if you sing it well. This is just something I learned from a collection of poems, and I have never sang it to others!" The man forced a smile and shrugged slightly.

"It's not bad!" Ye Qingning shook her head and said softly.

"Then I'll sing other songs for you!" The man closed his eyes, recalled for a moment, and slowly hummed other songs.

Ye Qingning lowered her head, not shutting up the man as before. She seemed to remember something, immersed in the memories, and kept listening quietly.

The man sang two more songs before he realized something was wrong. The girl beside him actually shrank into a ball, trembling slightly, her shoulders shrank, as if she was whimpering.

The man is still a little self-aware and does not think that his singing can move the girl to cry.

The man approached and asked softly: "What's wrong with you!"

"I'm fine!" Ye Qingning curled into a ball, his voice as weak as a mosquito flapping his wings.

The man felt very abnormal. The girl was always full of energy before speaking, as if she was owed how much money someone else owed her, but now her voice was too weak, like a lonely and helpless little beast, huddling in the corner and trembling!

Holding Ye Qingning's shoulder, the man forced her to come over, but saw that her eyes were blurred, drowsy, and drowsy.

Putting his hand on Ye Qingning's smooth forehead, the man immediately changed his face. The temperature on his forehead was a bit incredible, and it was hot with water, as if it was a stove.

"It's over, why did you get such a high fever!" An anxious look appeared on the man's face. It was definitely up to forty degrees, and it was even going up. How could a normal person do this!

At this time, Ye Qingning seemed to faint, her body became weak, and she fell into the man's arms.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The man patted Ye Qingning's red cheeks and said in a panic: "Don't sleep, don't sleep, don't pretend to be dead, pretend to be dead again, and you will have artificial respiration for you."

"I haven't sleep!" Ye Qingning seemed to wake up again, narrowed her eyes hard, muttered in a daze, then softened her body and fainted halfway.

"It's over. If you have such a high fever, your brain will be burned out. You must see a doctor." The man half-closed Ye Qingning, but when he looked at the still turbulent water flow, his face was full of bitterness.

They were trapped on the roof of the car, and the water flowed in the middle and could not go anywhere!

"I'm fine, don't worry about me!" Ye Qingning said in a daze, but his whole body subconsciously shrank into the man's arms.

The man looked at Ye Qingning's stubborn and inconspicuous appearance and tried the water flow again. He sighed to the sky and muttered slowly: "Ye Qingning, we are not dead this time. The kindness is enough to promise us!"

After saying that, the man half-squatted up, and rushed Ye Qingning up in a hurry. He tied Ye Qingning firmly to his back with the previous "rope". He tilted his head and thought about it, and then used a five-digit coat to cover Ye Qingning.

"I'm fine, no need to do this!" Ye Qingning woke up again at some point and hummed a vaguely.

"High fever can burn people to death, and even if it cannot be burned, it can make people become idiots. Stay honestly, don't move around, don't be afraid. I'm very good at water!" The man turned around to comfort him, but found that Ye Qingning fainted at some point.

"Huh, let it be fate!" The man let out a long sigh, walked into the flood, but in the end he was waved and was instantly overwhelmed by the water.

During the period of struggle in the water, the man was repeatedly hit by the turbulent water flow and hit a small tree as thick as a bowl, and half fainted. Later, the "octopus" behind him subconsciously pinched the soft flesh on his waist before he became energetic.

He dragged the "octopus" to climb the shore. The man was so tired that he collapsed on the ground and could hardly move. He could only breathe heavily. In just one minute, he completely overdrawed his physical strength.

"Hey, Ye Qingning, are you doing well!" The man raised his body with one hand and pressed it against Ye Qingning's face.

Ye Qingning woke up again and said in a daze: "It's okay!"

"Why didn't I suffocate and fainted? This would also allow me to breathe openly or resuscitately!" The man grinned and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Qingning, who was in a coma, twitched slightly.

After touching Ye Qingning's forehead again, the man's face suddenly became nervous again, and the temperature seemed to be higher. If he was not sent to the hospital, he might really become a fool or even die directly.

Pulling Ye Qingning onto his back, the man staggered forward.

"Ye Qingning, wake up, don't sleep anymore, you may become a fool if you sleep again." The man used force and moved Ye Qingning to his back.

"I haven't sleeped." Ye Qingning hummed in a daze.

"It's good if you haven't slept, it's good if you haven't slept. If you sleep, I'll punish you and rape you. Who made you look so beautiful?" the man threatened viciously.

"No." Ye Qingning replied softly.

"Then don't sleep!" the man threatened again.

"Well, don't sleep!" Ye Qingning's eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and her entire little head was weakly pressed against the man's broad shoulders. As the man walked, he waved left and right.

"Sing." Ye Qingning hummed in a daze.

"Singing? OK, I'm afraid you won't understand. I only know English poetry." The man turned his head effortlessly, squeezed out a smile, and said softly.

"I can understand." Ye Qingning's voice was very small, and it disappeared as soon as the wind blew, but the man still heard it.

"Okay, I sing English, you can translate it, otherwise I don't believe you can understand it. If you don't understand it, it would be useless for me." The man shrugged his shoulders, letting Ye Qingning, who was about to faint again, wake up.

"forget   me   not,do    you    know,    my    beloved." The man sang hoarsely.

"Ye Qingning, it's your turn, what does this lyrics mean?" The man looked back and pressed his shoulders against the girl with blurred eyes behind him.

"My lover, do you know, don't forget me." Ye Qingning stumblingly translated.

"Wow, foreign language listening is so good!" the man exclaimed, and then sang: "of     a        dreamy     flower       forget   me   not, whose  color    is     mysterious    blue   ?the     color    of

    heaven.of    the    celestial    firmament,the    hue    of    galaxies    beyond,the    color    of    love,know    or    not    know,forget    me    not.”

"The beauty and name are all beautiful, called "forget-me-not". The flowers are green and clear, as beautiful as the sky, the state of heaven, the galaxy is vast, sowing the color of love, do you know, call forget-me-not gently."

Ethereal and clear singing echoes in the dark night

The street-spanning player Chu Zhiqiu once said that when people are fragile, they cannot withstand the goodness of others. At this time, perhaps just a cup of hot winter tea or a black umbrella on a rainy day can melt an frozen heart.

That night, the spoiled man carried 50 kilograms of weight. In the heavy rain, he walked more than ten miles of muddy mountain road. I don’t know how many times he fell with the girl on his back.

When I met someone, the girl on my back was fine, but the man fainted from exhaustion and had a high fever. He slept all day before he could barely wake up. He couldn't get out of bed, and his legs swelled like big white radish.

That time, Ye Qingning's heart was heavily guarded, and on that rainy night, the songs sang along the way opened a gap. Then, under the man's sweet words and sweet offensive, it was like a dam that seeped out of water. The cracks extended and filled up, and eventually collapsed and became a mess.

According to this man, she was his first girlfriend, Ye Qingning believed it, but he believed it because the man said it with sincerity, and the person who didn't believe it was because he was always in the "flower bushes", and there were many females surrounding him. The reason why he was said to be female is because stray cats in the academy liked to eat his feeding.

This person, his whole body exudes the smell of attracting the opposite sex.

Ye Qingning is very homeless and very withdrawn. There is only one female friend in the college of tens of thousands of people, but that friend is even more withdrawn than hers. Because of this, her news is very closed.

In the past six months since she became a man’s girlfriend, she still didn’t know much about the man’s colorful world. She only heard some unclear “rumors”. She didn’t believe these “rumors” because men have always firmly denied them.

"I only like girls. Girls are the best, no one can compare to girls." Every time, he always holds her in his arms, and it's very hard, as if he's embracing the whole world.
Chapter completed!