Chapter 192 Moonlight Bar

Waiting for sugar?

Everyone was stunned. Xiao Ling, you are so talented. You are trying different tricks to stimulate Xia Yu.

Xia Yu raised her head stubbornly: "I don't accept it."

"Not convinced?" Xia Ling sneered, "Twice. Xia Yu, including this time, you have lost to me twice on stage. Not convinced? Okay, just use your singing to defeat me. I'm afraid you don't have this ability. .”

Anyway, everyone knew that they had a falling out, and she was not polite to Xia Yu.

Xia Yu never loses the battle: "There will be a day." She can't win anyway, so why not say a few nice words to let people know that she has been working tirelessly, and it can also make Ye Xingling domineering.

Xia Ling didn't care. She had always been arrogant. When she heard this, she grinned and said, "I'll wait."

Xia Yu turned around and left.

On the stage, the host's excited voice sounded: "The first person! The first person in the history of Xingyun Song Festival! Ye Xingling did it, she succeeded in holding the ring alone from beginning to end, and became the well-deserved queen of the ring!"

"The queen of the ring!"

"Queen of the Arena Ye Xingling!" Cheers surged.

She smiled in the cheers and bowed gracefully again and again. The glory of victory always belongs to the strongest, and she is the well-deserved strongest goddess!

Even the producers on the stage applauded for her.

"Thank you everyone," Xia Ling smiled, "I will continue to work hard."

Colorful and romantic soap bubbles and confetti were sprinkled down, covering her in all kinds of colors.

She exited the stage amid the bustle of victory and turned backstage.

"Sister Xiaoling, I have your flowers."

The assistant Weiwei who stayed in the dressing room came up to her and handed her a bouquet of roses as red as blood. The rose bloomed beautifully, with dew on it. The petals were curled up in layers, and the fragrance was blurry and intoxicating. Looking at it, Xia Ling had a premonition in her heart. There was once a man who would always send her a bouquet of red roses after every concert. That was...

Pulling out a card from among the bouquets, it was embossed with dark patterns on a black background. Sure enough, a golden butterfly spreading its wings and about to fly was outlined in familiar handwriting. Her hand trembled slightly and the card fell to the ground.

Pei Ziheng.

This butterfly was their secret agreement. In the past, he said that his signature would be discovered and exposed, so he came up with this code to tell her what was a gift from him. But... they agreed that this butterfly only belonged to the two of them, but now, Pei Ziheng gave it to "Ye Xingling", the third person?

She stared blankly at the card on the ground, feeling so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe.

In her ears, Weiwei's voice seemed to come from a very far away place: "One, two, three, four... eight, oh, what is the flower language of eight red roses? Let me check... Hey, sorry, compensation ?”

Weiwei shut up in confusion.

She still looked at the small card on the ground until she picked it up with one hand.

That was Feng Kun's hand.

He glanced down at the card, she was sure he recognized what it was, but he looked as usual and just handed it over: "Here."

Xia Ling didn't pick it up.

He put the card on the table.

"Feng Kun, what are you doing?!" Ah Wei said.

A mighty crowd rushed in, and the Ganqing Studio had completely closed. Among them, Awei took the lead, got in between her and Feng Kun, protected her behind him, and then glared at him: "I'm warning you, don't have any ideas about Xiao Ling. No matter how good she sings, she is Tianyi. I am the one covering her up." People will not go to the emperor!"

Feng Kun laughed, and ignored Wei Shaoyin, but said to Xia Ling: "Okay, let's have a drink together after the show?"

Only then did she remember her agreement with him.

After thinking about it, some things have to be explained sooner or later, the more you hide, the more suspicious you will be. Xia Ling called Li Lei and told him not to answer. Then, she bid farewell to Wei Shaoyin who was mad, and got into Feng Kun's car.

"Night" bar.

This is Feng Kun's property, Xia Ling remembered that she was the one who cut the ribbon when it opened. Inside is a revolving hall that overlooks the whole city. In the past, when she was in a bad mood, she liked to go there, order a cocktail, and sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass. The music was soft, the bar rotated quietly, and the whole city was intoxicated at night. Unknowingly, The mood will be better.

How many years have you not been...?

It's been almost three years since he was imprisoned by Pei Ziheng, right?

Xia Ling was in a daze, Feng Kun had already pushed the door open for her: "Come in, I'll reserve the venue tonight."

There was no one in the bar, soft music was playing, and the bartender was wiping the glasses leisurely. Xia Ling looked around, everything looked familiar, the long frosted glass table, floor-to-ceiling windows, and the shining lights of the whole city.

There was a little nostalgia in her eyes.

A familiar and deep male voice intervened: "The view here is very good. Someone once said that when you look out, it's like being in a sea of ​​stars. I think you will also like it. By the way, there are also recently added Raspberry cider, delicious.”

In the sea of ​​stars...

That's what she said back then. I really miss that feeling, and I can't experience it in other places. And raspberry cider, her favorite flavor. She ordered a glass of raspberry fruit wine, and walked towards the booth she was familiar with.

The Frozen Throne.

It is the most original design here. It is located on the outer edge extension of the revolving bar. It is a small semi-enclosed space connected to the main body of the bar only through a narrow aerial plank road. The most special thing is that its walls and floors are made of completely transparent tempered glass. When you step on it, you feel like you are stepping into the void, with a distant city under your feet and a vast starry sky above your head...

Breathtakingly beautiful.

Xia Ling has always liked this booth. There is no more immersive sea of ​​​​stars than this, and it is quiet. Few people will have the courage to cross the narrow and increasingly transparent high-altitude plank road to disturb her.

She walked to a familiar position and sat down.

Slowly take a sip of the wine in the goblet, relax your body and mind, and your thoughts start to float. Thinking of so many past events, happy and unhappy, one after another, surrounded her like spinning stars.

Feng Kun was also holding a glass of wine, and sat down opposite her. "The 80-story building, the transparent glass floor, you dare to sit here, you are very brave."

She lowered her head and glanced at the brightly lit city at her feet. It was far away, like another vast and mysterious world, and she was slowly flying above it as the bar rotated. Gently shaking the wine glass in her hand, she said, "It's clean here." When facing Feng Kun, she unconsciously became calm, restraining her prickly sharpness. Because she already knew that he was the only true friend in her previous life, who never hurt her, and even tried his best to protect her.

It's a pity that she understood it too late.

Feng Kun smiled, and pushed over the wine in his hand: "Please drink."

It was a glass of brightly colored cocktail, with a little blue floating in the deep red liquid, the red was like fire, and the blue was like ice. She took a sip, and there was a sweet aroma of raspberries and an unknown psychedelic taste.

Feeling a little dizzy, she asked, "What is this?"