After reading the book, I just want salted fish

According to the people around, this is the first time that the resident singer sang for the people in the audience, and she also broke her previous style and sang this rock song.

Cha Xiayun had already returned to the hotel in a daze.

She is, is it arranged by the plot?

Why are you singing this song to yourself?

That night, she and Ma Qingyu went to bed early, and after falling asleep, she had a dream about her wedding with Ma Qingyu.

At the wedding, their relatives and friends all came, and it was very lively.

Ma Qingyu was wearing a pure white wedding dress, standing on the other side of the red carpet, elegant and generous.

Che Xiayun was soberly aware that she was in a dream, she looked around for the figure of the resident singing sister, but she couldn't find it no matter how hard she searched.

The master of ceremonies has already started to urge her, "Miss Che Xiayun, now go find your beautiful Princess Ma Qingyu."

Che Xiayun walked towards Ma Qingyu step by step, so nervous that his palms were sweating, for fear that someone would rush out of the surrounding to stop the wedding.

Ma Qingyu stood at the other end of the red carpet, looking at her with a smile on her face.

In a short distance of 20 meters, Che Xiayun was already sweating when she walked in front of Ma Qingyu, and the bouquet in her hand was deformed by her pinching.

Suddenly Ma Mingzhe came out from the side.

Che Xiayun's heartbeat soared to a new high.

The master of ceremonies smiled and asked Ma Mingzhe to hand over his daughter to Che Xiayun, and delivered a wedding speech.

Ma Mingzhe took Ma Qingyu's hand and looked at Che Xiayun, "I'm not as good as Che Tang, and I'm not as good as you, but I will hand over my daughter to you today. If you don't treat her well, I will make you look good."

Che Xiayun was very sincere, "Please rest assured, I will take good care of Qing Yu."

Ma Mingzhe breathed heavily, "I wish you happiness."

Taking Ma Qingyu's hand from Ma Mingzhe, Che Xiayun took Ma Qingyu's arm and walked slowly to the center of the stage.

The wedding continued, and everything went smoothly, as if the resident singer who blessed them at the beginning was really just a passerby.

Until the time of the bridal chamber, both of them drank some wine and hugged each other naturally.

Che Xiayun suddenly woke up from the dream.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and Ma Qingyu's sleeping face was close at hand, and the posture of the two of them was exactly the same as the moment when the dream stopped abruptly.

Che Xiayun was short of breath, had a severe headache, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back, and his chest felt tight.

this dream.

It should be true, but after going through the plot this time, she felt different from usual.

Che Xiayun had a premonition that this might be the last time she dreamed about the plot.

Hearing her rapid breathing, Ma Qingyu woke up from sleep and patted her, "Xia Yun? What's wrong with you?"

Che Xiayun closed her eyes slightly, "I'm fine."

Even though she said that, her voice was hoarse and her body was shaking a little.

Ma Qingyu covered her eyes, turned on the light, let her slowly adapt to the light, and asked her softly, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"No."

Che Xiayun hugged her tightly, "Not only is it not a nightmare, but it is also a sweet dream."

Ma Qingyu reached out and brushed away the broken hair on her forehead, "I sweated so much, and said it wasn't a nightmare."

Che Xiayun slowly calmed down and breathed, "It was really a beautiful dream, but it ended so suddenly, I was shocked."

"I was frightened by you." Ma Qingyu felt the temperature of her forehead, "You are a little hot."

Che Xiayun shook his head, "I don't have a fever, it's just that I'm too excited."

"Excited?" Ma Qingyu asked curiously, "What dream did you have, so excited?"

Cha Xiayun licked her lower lip, can this be said?

She wasn't sure about it herself, but according to previous experience, if Ma Qingyu took the initiative to ask, it shouldn't matter if she said it herself.

"I dreamed of having a make-up wedding with you, and then we woke up with a start at the wedding night together."

Ma Qingyu couldn't help laughing, and scratched her nose, "Little fool, this can wake you up."

Che Xiayun muttered, "Shouldn't you be excited about the bridal chamber wedding night?"

Ma Qingyu nodded, "Yes."

She suddenly thought, "Could it be that you held back and didn't do anything tonight, and transferred it all to your dream?"

Che Xiayun's ears turned red all of a sudden, "How is it possible? I just happened to dream about it."

She was stunned suddenly, because this time when she recalled the dream again, she couldn't remember the details at all. She only remembered that she and Ma Qingyu held a wedding, and Ma Mingzhe also came and said blessings to them.

"Well," Ma Qingyu rubbed her red ears, "Going to take a bath?"

Che Xiayun quickly realized, "What time is it?"

Ma Qingyu glanced at the time, "Three o'clock in the morning."

Che Xiayun sat up from the bed, "Go to bed first, I'll take a shower."

Ma Qingyu hooked her fingers, "I can't sleep, wait until you finish washing."

Che Xiayun leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, "It's too late, you go to bed early, let's save some energy to climb the mountain tomorrow."

"it is good."

Ma Qingyu pulled down the quilt, Che Xiayun tucked in the corners of the quilt for her, and went to the bathroom.

*

The next morning, Che Xiayun went to bed early at night, but still didn't get up very early, and dragged on until ten o'clock to go out.

It was very cold on the snow-capped mountains, and both of them wore jackets to keep warm and cold, one red and one blue, which matched well.

Climbing snow-capped mountains may cause altitude sickness, so Che Xiayun bought a can of oxygen for emergency use.

Follow the guide to climb up the mountain. After about 10 minutes, the speed of the team slowed down a lot.

Everyone is taking pictures, either of the scenery or the beauties around them.

Che Xiayun pulled Ma Qingyu to the front of the team, and walked up the mountain first, "Let's go to the top of the mountain to take pictures, it will look better."

All the way up, there will be a platform at an altitude of 4680 meters, and a stele is erected. This is the highest place that tourists can reach.

The two of them walked all the way to 4680 meters without any altitude sickness. Che Xiayun looked at the oxygen tank in his arms and was silent for a moment, "Suck it when you go down later, or it will be a waste."

Ma Qingyu nodded, "Okay."

After standing still and resting for a while, after looking at the scenery, Che Xiayun took out his mobile phone and looked at Ma Qingyu, "Let's take some photos."

"Ah."

When Ma Qingyu stood there, she looked good without any posture.

Che Xiayun pointed her phone at her, and was just about to take a picture when snowflakes fell profusely.

Ma Qingyu reached out and took a slice.

Che Xiayun hastily pressed the shutter, and freeze this moment in the photo album.

The wind blew up, and the snowflakes were flying, and the snow mountain suddenly became cold, and it might not even be zero degrees.

Tourists wrapped their coats tightly and walked down the mountain.

Che Xiayun put away her phone, took a picture of the snowflakes on her body, walked up to Ma Qingyu, took her hand and put it in her pocket, "Is it cold?"

"It's very warm in your pocket," Ma Qingyu approached her, "Let's go down early too, otherwise it's hard to go when the snow is heavy."

Che Xiayun half hugged her, "Okay."

Ma Qingyu stopped and looked at the snowflakes falling all around, "We didn't take a group photo."

Che Xiayun raised his mobile phone, clicked and took two photos, "Okay, I can post to Moments again when I go back."

Ma Qingyu squeezed her hand, "Sharing is a trivial matter, keeping a memory is the most important thing."

Che Xiayun glanced at the sky, the snow was getting smaller, "Well, listen to you."

The two lined up to take the cable car down, and the snow stopped shortly after. Ma Qingyu patted the snowflakes in her hair, pulled up the hat on her back and put it on, and covered her ears, "Don't let your ears get cold. "

Che Xiayun also patted off the snowflakes for her and put on a hat, "You too."

It took about seven and a half hours to go back and forth. They had breakfast and set off at 10:30, had some chocolates at noon, and returned to the ancient city at exactly six o'clock in the afternoon.

Che Xiayun couldn't wait any longer, and hurriedly found a restaurant to replenish her energy.

Ma Qingyu still ate slowly as before, occasionally looking at the photos taken by Che Xiayun on her phone, and selected Jiugongge to come out.

While eating, Che Xiayun couldn't help but think of the resident singing sister last night. She was too mysterious. She wanted to meet her again. If she could talk to her, she could just ask something.

"That," Che Xiayun finished eating, drank a drink, and carefully tested Ma Qingyu, "Shall we go to listen to that sister sing tonight?"

Ma Qingyu looked at her and said nothing.

Che Xiayun adjusted her sitting posture uncomfortably, and explained, "I think she sings very well, and she sang to us yesterday to bless us, and I didn't tip her at all."

Ma Qingyu thought for a while, then nodded, "She really sings really well."

Che Xiayun was suddenly a little happy, "We can go back to the hotel to have a rest first, and then go back at nine o'clock."

Ma Qingyu nodded slightly, "Yes."

After dinner, Che Xiayun hummed a little song, took a nice hot bath, and lay down on the bed, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she closed them immediately.

After Ma Qingyu finished her skin care, she saw her lying on the bed and fell asleep without a quilt, and she couldn't laugh or cry.

So tired, still want to go to the bar to listen to sister singing?

Ma Qingyu straightened her up and fell asleep after posting on Moments. The mountain climbing was really tiring.

It's about ten o'clock.

Che Xiayun woke up suddenly and sat up suddenly, "What time is it?"

Ma Qingyu was woken up by her, "What's the matter? Turn on the light first."

Che Xiayun turned on the light and got out of bed anxiously, "I didn't go to listen to that sister sing!"

Ma Qingyu rubbed her eyes, feeling drowsy, and held her back, "Let's go tomorrow, we are very tired today, and she will still be there tomorrow, she won't leave."

Che Xiayun shook off Ma Qingyu's hand anxiously, "No, I want to see her tonight."

Ma Qingyu frowned.

Cha Xiayun has already started changing clothes.

Ma Qingyu also got up, changed her clothes, and patted Che Xiayun on the shoulder, "You'd better give me an explanation later."

"I'm sorry," Che Xiayun didn't even have time to tidy up her clothes, and hurried out, "I can only explain to you when I see her."

Ma Qingyu grabbed her and said while arranging her clothes, "Are you going out to see her like this?"

Che Xiayun stood at the door waiting for her to tidy up her clothes. Reason prevailed and she gradually calmed down a lot, "I wonder why she knew we were a couple the first time she saw us, and she was able to spot us in the crowd at a glance. Me, I think it's not just luck, she must have a fate with us."

Ma Qingyu's tone was sour, "So you want to reconnect with her in the middle of the night?"

Che Xiayun explained to her while hurrying, "No, I think she is very old-fashioned, and she just gave us a clue."

Ma Qingyu didn't bother to talk to her.

Che Xiayun didn't want to explain too much, she just wanted to see that sister as soon as possible.

The two rushed to the door of the bar yesterday. People came in and out, most of them came out of it. Someone saw them and kindly reminded them, "Are you here to listen to music? Don't go in, boss. Said that the resident singer has resigned, and will never sing again in the future.”

The people around were talking.

"At the beginning, I thought she wouldn't be able to stay in this small bar for long. She looks good, has an outstanding temperament, and has a high singing quotient. This kind of talent is really buried in this small bar."

"I can't figure it out. People who come to listen to her singing every night give her a lot of wine commissions and tips. Everyone is holding her up, and they just want to hear her sing two songs. If there is less money, we can discuss it." , she just left without warning..."

When Che Xiayun heard what they said, he froze suddenly.

Ma Qingyu was also a little surprised and glanced at Che Xiayun several times.

Che Xiayun still couldn't help but go in and confirm whether the resident singer really won't come again.

There are still many people in the bar, but it is not as lively and orderly as when the resident singer was there. The new resident singer has not been found yet. The boss took a big speaker and sat on the stage to repeat a sentence, "The previous resident singer has resigned. , I won’t come to sing in the future.”

Che Xiayun squeezed to the front of the stage, "Boss, can I ask where the resident singer is?"

The boss took a fixed look at her, took out reading glasses from his pocket and compared it with the photo, "What kind of car are you, Xia Yun?"

Che Xiayun showed joy and nodded again and again, "Yes, it's me, did the singing sister ask you to convey something to me?"

The boss quickly took out his mobile phone, grabbed her, raised his mobile phone and began to record the video, "Hi everyone, I am in a night bar in the ancient city, this is Che Xiayun, the small chairman of the Che Group, as a billionaire Regal, she thinks this bar is very good..."

As he said that, the boss held up his mobile phone and shook the layout of the bar, and then began to chatter with Che Xiayun, "...Xiao Che Dong also likes the resident singer of our bar very much."

Che Xiayun snatched his phone, pressed pause, and turned to him coldly, "How do you know me?"

The boss stared at the mobile phone in her hand and shouted, "Everyone knows you, haven't you been on the hot search?"

Che Xiayun asked, "Then why do you have my photo?"

"Of course I bought it," the boss said impatiently, "If you're willing to shoot that video with me, you won't have to pay for all your expenses when you come to our bar in the future. You can have any resident singers you want, hehe."

I didn't know anything for a long time.

Che Xiayun really had enough of this greasy middle-aged man, and directly dropped his mobile phone, "I will pay for the mobile phone, and if the video is sent out, you can wait for a lawsuit."

*

For the next two days, Che Xiayun stayed in the ancient city, but never met the resident singing sister again.

For some reason, Ma Qingyu also believed in her so-called fate theory. Moreover, the two alphas met once, and they might not see each other again in the future. There was no spark at all, so my worries were a little unnecessary.

Che Xiayun couldn't see the resident singing sister, so she could only rely on her own guesses to understand the meaning of the lyrics.

She probably hoped that she and Ma Qingyu would be well.

So let's classify her as the side that supports him for the time being, and the only resistance at present is Ma Mingzhe and Pan Anqi.

But if according to what was foreseen in the dream, Ma Mingzhe and Pan Anqi should be relieved in the end, then everything is very clear.

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Salted fish: I am worried all day long