She was indeed a little drunk...

You know, Yevgenia is so pitiful that she talks very little on weekdays. Even though Bai Qing and her have been very familiar with each other for the past six months, she has never been like today. She is sitting there talking nonstop, which makes Bai Qing unable to help but have a little broad vision.

Sure enough, after drinking, will the taciturn people reveal their chattering attributes?

However, she was used to her taciturn and quiet appearance in her usual manner, and then looked at Yevgenia who was chatting there. This strong contrast made Bai Qing feel that she had a different kind of cuteness.

Perhaps it was because she had been holding it in her arms for too long on weekdays. Today, she couldn't help but talk to her all with the help of a little alcohol.

Or, in her heart, Bai Qing is also a very suitable listener.

"You really can't imagine how sad life was when I was in China..." Yevgenia sat there and continued, her eyes gradually became focal, as if she had completely entered the memory.

However, what she just wanted to say should be that life was very difficult. At this time, Bai Qing was also under the influence of alcohol, and couldn't help but complain about Yevgenia's Chinese words in her heart.

"In my childhood, we had a strong country. Although we could also see reports of difficult life, because our parents were both technical personnel, we were still safe in China. But later, the country of Maoxiong fell apart overnight. Ermao inherited a considerable number of Maoxiong's technologies and assets. At that time, in the eyes of many people, it seemed that it suddenly expanded. Without those burdens, our lives would be better. In fact, it was indeed like this at the beginning. However, the good days lasted for only a short moment, and then they began to fall to the bottom. The country's resources were controlled by a few oligarchs. People with ability fled one after another. Later, there was nothing that could not be sold in the inheritance of Maoxiong's inheritance..." Yevgenia's mouth spoke out the rise and fall of the once powerful country.

Looking at Yevgenia's performance before, her outstanding combat effectiveness was clearly marked by the army, and the upbringing she showed and her musical rest were enough to prove that she did not come from a poor family.

After all, playing bands is definitely not something that ordinary people can afford, especially her childhood, which happened to be the era when Mao Bei was most in need of living supplies.

"Later, because of Ermao's cooperation with your country, my parents brought me to China. In the past, my impression of China was just a red country behind us. The education I received when I was young also had a lot of hostility towards your country. Until I followed my parents and set foot on this land, I felt that the people here were really enthusiastic, and the living conditions I enjoyed, including food, clothing, housing and transportation, were simply unavailable in China. It made me feel that everything was

They are all so unreal, as if they really came to the Bolsheviks. I think this is also the reason why my parents brought me here. There is no war or harm here. Everyone is so sincere. They don’t need to worry about personal safety. There is also a perfect education. But for some reason, the more comfortable I live here, I often unconsciously missed those days in my hometown. Even if it has many imperfections, it is the place where I grew up..."

When she talked about this, Bai Qing could clearly see that there was a lot of melancholy on her face, which was a lingering concern and yearning for her hometown.

"When I was in my grandmother's house in the countryside, I often looked at the stars in the sky like this. After coming to China, whenever I looked up at the stars in the sky, I couldn't help but wonder whether the starry sky above my head was different from the one in my grandmother's house, and I became more and more missed..."

Listening to Yevgenia's words, Bai Qing couldn't help but feel silent.

Every person who leaves his hometown has a kind of thought about his hometown in his heart. No matter how good a foreign land is, it is not his own destination. That feeling is like a rootless duckweed, which is the homesickness deeply engraved in his bones.

He was the same back then. After wandering outside for many years and struggling, he finally returned to Dongwu and settled down.

On weekdays, Yevgenia seems to be very mature and performs very steadily, but after all, she is just a teenage girl, alone in a foreign country, and the sadness in it is self-evident.

"Do you have a guitar?" Bai Qing was silent for a moment, and suddenly spoke to Yevgenia.

Yevgenia was stunned, and then she instantly came back to her senses from the feeling just now and looked at Bai Qing subconsciously. However, when she felt the strangeness in Bai Qing's eyes, she instantly realized that her eyes were red now, and a hint of embarrassment suddenly appeared on her face. She had lost her composure tonight.

He bit his lips lightly, then nodded, but turned his head slightly to the side, as if he didn't dare to look at Bai Qing.

Without waiting for Bai Qing to say something, he completely forgot to ask Bai Qing about the purpose of asking for the guitar. He just stood up and then walked to the room on the side as if he was running away.

In Bai Qing's heart, Yevgenia seemed to be so calm. This was the first time she had seen her panicked side.

In a short while, when Yevgenia came out again, she had an extra guitar on her hand, and she seemed to have returned to the tranquility she had on her usual day.

"Hey~" She handed the guitar to Bai Qing, "Are you going to...?"

A look of confusion appeared on her face, but then her eyes subconsciously opened a little wide. She seemed to have guessed Bai Qing's intention.

On this side, Bai Qing, who took the guitar, sat down again on the windowsill where Yevgenia had just sat. He first plucked the strings a few times and felt the tone of the piano slightly. After a moment, he closed his eyes gently, as if something was brewing.

Yevgenia completely confirmed her guess at this time. She couldn't help but hold her breath, her eyes kept falling on Bai Qing's body, not blinking.

After a while, Bai Qing suddenly opened her eyes, plucked her fingers on the strings, and after a gentle and long melody flowed out, he began to sing softly: "Looking up at the sky with questions, the stars dotted, just like the dream I had pursued, appearing and disappearing..."

——From Runtu version of "Stars"
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