Xu Jiamu continued to sing as if he hadn't heard it at all: "Later, I finally realized in my tears that some people will not be there once they miss it..."

Then he couldn't keep singing.

Xu Jiamu felt that something was blocking his throat, neither up nor down, and even his breathing became a little difficult.

The background music of "Later" is still surrounding, and the original singer who did not completely silence, the sound is very light and faintly heard.

"Why was love so simple at that time? And why did people have to hurt their loved ones when they were young..."

"Huh, why don't you sing?" Zhao Meng also drank a little too, asked stupidly, then stood up, held the bottle to his mouth, closed his eyes, followed the background music, and passionately followed the lyrics: "In this similar late night, are you still silently regretting the sadness..."

Maybe it was infected by Zhao Meng, and others also spoke and agreed: "If we were not so stubborn at that time, we wouldn't be so regretful now..."

When Xu Jiamu heard this lyrics, he felt as if he was electrocuted, and his hand suddenly clasped the microphone in his palm.

"How do you remember me, with a smile or a silence? Is there anyone who can keep you from being lonely over the years..."

Xu Jiamu took two steps back, gently placed the microphone on the singing stage, and then walked towards the door of the private room.

"Later, I finally learned how to love, but unfortunately you have already gone away and disappeared into the crowd. Later, I finally realized in my tears that some people will no longer..."

Xu Jiamu closed the door gently, and could faintly hear a mixed sentence of male and female voices coming from inside: "I will never do it again, there is a boy who loves that girl."

Xu Jiamu came out of "glory and glorious" and realized that it was heavy snow again, and large scattered snowflakes fell one after another.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening. Because of Christmas, the streets were still lively, and balls of fireworks exploded from time to time in the horizon.

Xu Jiamu stood next to the street in front of "Golden and Glorious". Suddenly, he didn't know where he should go. He raised his head and looked at the falling snowflakes, stood for a while, and then walked towards the parking lot parked about two hundred meters away.

On the way, I happened to pass a shopping mall, and the first floor cinema is still open. From the big screen, we can see that it is now playing a new film specially made for Christmas by Huanying Media. From the poster, the star lineup is very strong, all of which are familiar to him.

He remembered that many years ago, he also watched a midnight movie with Song Xiangsi on Christmas. At that time, she had not yet entered the entertainment industry, and she always had a clean and fair face. When she smiled, her eyes were as curved as a crescent moon.

There were particularly many people on that day, just like today, and it was snowing heavily. When the movie ended, there were couples holding hands everywhere, but she and him walked shoulder to shoulder. When crossing the road, a car drove up. He reached out and pulled her, and then he did not let go of her hand, and she did not dodge.

Xu Jiamu took a long time before moving his eyes away from the poster in the cinema, then lowered his head and looked at his palm.

He was clearly holding her hand, why did he separate as he held her?
Chapter completed!