Yang Fan was speechless.

The two sisters looked so much alike. They were silent and silent. They were like two identical rare treasures. He couldn't tell who was who.

"Send me a photo too." Yang Fan said, standing up again.

When he was about to leave, he received a notification sound from WeChat.

Open it and take a look.

It’s not a notification sound for receiving a photo, but a transfer notification.

Yang Fan looked at Liu Qianqian.

"I saw your circle of friends. You've been looking for a new job recently, but you haven't found it yet, right? I'll invite you here. If there is another time, you also find a job, and I'll invite you back." Liu Qianqiantou

He said without raising his head.

"Ding dong!"

He was very considerate, but Yang Fan accepted the money readily.

"You..." Liu Qianqian's kindness just flew away: "You started too quickly, right? In front of me, can't you go back and order again?"

"I won't let you sisters suffer. I'll give you a poem before I leave. It's definitely worth the price of the meal." Yang Fan smiled happily.

"Who likes your poems and who dislikes them?" Liu Qianqian's eyes widened. Do you think our sisters are little girls?

Yang Fan didn't care whether Liu Qianqian wanted it or not, and said: "There is a beauty in the world, peerless and independent. One glance at the charming city, the other..."

Yang Fan stopped talking.

Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian listened to the first three sentences, and their hearts were filled with excitement step by step. This compliment and flattery were somewhat useful.

But as I listened, there was no further explanation.

The two sisters were dumbfounded.

Especially Liu Yueyue, she is a very emotional girl, so she just does this.

"What's the next sentence?"

Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian said in unison.

"I can't remember." Yang Fan shook his head and left. This meal was only worth the first three sentences.

"Leaving now?" Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian watched blankly as Yang Fan went downstairs and left, not finishing the poem yet.

Half a moment.

"There are many capable people on the Internet. Did a netizen make it and use it to trick us?" Liu Qianqian came to her senses and picked up her phone to search. She didn't believe that Yang Fan wrote the poem himself.

This search.

Not found.

You can't find "There is a beautiful woman in the mountain city", you can't find "peerless and independent", and you can't even find "a charming city in one glance".

The sound is that sound. You should have heard it correctly. Even if you make a typo when typing, you can still find it by searching.

Smart search is no joke, it is very powerful.

Enter "I love Alcoa" and a complete search for "I love beautiful women" will appear.

"Qianqian, what do you mean by second thoughts in your next sentence?" Liu Yueyue asked. Although she is delicate and gentle, she has a more aggressive temper than her usually aggressive sister.

"How could I have known that when I look at the charming city, I look at the world collapsing and the earth falling apart?" Liu Qianqian felt like she was scratching her head, gnashing her teeth in hatred, who could pick someone up and run away.

"How can it be this fruit? It completely destroys the artistic conception of the whole poem. Besides, your fruit is not neat and aligned." Liu Yueyue suddenly lost her appetite, and the food in front of her was tasteless.

After sitting down, the two sisters each had their own concerns. Liu Yueyue was the first to say uncontrollably: "Qianqian, if you send him a WeChat message, you must get the last sentence."

"Oh." Liu Qianqian immediately sent a message to Yang Fan.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't receive a reply.

"He's like this, sending messages for a long time without responding, and there's never a reply in seconds." Liu Qianqian was so angry that she threw her phone on the table.

"Is this the case when you reply to his messages?" Liu Yueyue knew her sister very well and said a little unhappy.

"I...why am I so enthusiastic? What if he thinks I really want to be friends with him?" Liu Qianqian said.

After leaving the island, Yang Fan walked down a street and entered a music store.

After a while, he came out carrying a guitar with a gig bag on his back.

Yang Fan bought it before the blind date and hasn't picked up the goods yet.

Now that we have met and eaten, the merchants and street lights on the street have begun to light up, so we can pick up the goods and go back.

After walking through the park, Yang Fan returned to the community where he lived.

At this time, Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian also left Shangdao.

"Let's go see Thirteenth Aunt." Liu Yueyue and her mother had already obtained Thirteenth Aunt's phone number and address, and even had a phone call with Thirteenth Aunt.

As soon as she hung up the phone, she couldn't wait to take her sister and rush towards her thirteenth aunt's house.

Liu Yueyue's impression of Thirteenth Aunt was still more than ten years ago, but even so, she was eager to see Thirteenth Aunt again.

Especially when she heard that Aunt Thirteen was now raising the child alone, Liu Yueyue felt very distressed.

The place where Aunt Thirteen lives is not far from the Shangdao Island. Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian drive there in seven minutes.

If it weren't for the traffic lights, if the mountain city wasn't a 3D city, we could have arrived in three minutes.

The two sisters drove into the community where Thirteenth Aunt lived. After getting off the car, they walked around the community looking for the residential building where Thirteenth Aunt's home was located.

The layout of the residential buildings in District LC of Shancheng is not square and well-located, but a bit messy because the terrain is uneven.

Perhaps when residents of the building above go out and take a look, the top floor of the building with the same number of floors below is right at their feet.

On the way, after asking some residents in the community, Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian followed the instructions and walked towards Thirteenth Aunt's house.

In front of the slope, Liu Yueyue suddenly stopped and looked up.

"What are you doing?" Liu Qianqian, who was walking holding her sister's arm, also stopped.

"Shh, don't make a sound!" Liu Yueyue hissed.

Then, the two sisters clearly heard the sound of a piano coming from the slope, followed by clear and clean singing.

"I'll rub you and pull you back, but I won't even win you back at the honest price. I'll give you rice in the stable but I won't pay for it..."

Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian couldn't understand what kind of dialect it was, but they just thought it sounded nice, had a fresh flavor, and seemed to have a touch of sadness.

The singer is mourning the good times of the past.

After listening for a while, the sound of the piano disappeared and the singing disappeared.

"Don't hold me." After waking up with a start, Liu Yueyue threw off her sister's arm and hurried up the slope.

The straight-line distance is not far, but it is like a river with a surface only a few meters wide lying in front of you. There is no bridge and you can't cross it, so you have to take a detour.

Liu Yueyue is a singer. She can sing countless songs and has listened to countless songs, but she has never heard of the song just now.

There are countless excellent songs that have not been recorded by the people and have not been known to the world. There are probably a basketful of them.

Liu Yueyue was interested in this song, and even more interested in the singer of this song.

The voice is so pure that one can't help but want to know the story behind him.

"Sister, wait for me." Seeing her sister abandoning her, Liu Qianqian hurriedly opened her long legs to catch up.

Girls who grew up in mountain towns have very good physiques and can climb mountains without getting out of breath.

But after a while of rushing, when Liu Yueyue arrived in front of a smooth long stone bar out of breath, there was no one around.

She was stunned for a moment.

There is no such thing as love at first sight. Love at first sight is always related to appearance.

The so-called love at first sight is just meeting the person you have always wanted to meet.

In the vast sea of ​​​​people, each person will meet more than 20 million people in his lifetime. Calculated in this way, the probability of two people meeting is only three in ten million.

Thinking of never meeting that voice again, Liu Yueyue felt even more depressed.
Chapter completed!