Chapter 173: Mourn

Xia Yan raised his hand and rubbed his tears, remembering that he was still on the stage.
This looks like awkward and ugly, so many viewers, no one applauded. She sucked her nose and stood up swayingly. Some self-deprecating inside: Xia Wei, you see you, faded the skin that was swayed by the scorpion in the palm of your hand, how did you make yourself look like this?
Finally stood firm, she heard a burst of crying.
Strange, she has not stopped her tears? Subconsciously, she touched her face again, some crying, and a slight tingling, but it was no longer crying... Looking up and looking forward, I saw many people crying in the audience, crying so It’s so ugly to invest, she’s more than she’s been.
Xia Wei only felt helpless and awkward.
The hostess came forward, her eyes were red and swollen, and she also cried: "Small, you are really..." She paused a little and swallowed the crying room. "You really sang so much, so many people are I was moved to cry, and even I cried. This is the most touching live concert I have ever heard since I became the host. Can you tell us how you interpret this song?"
Xia Wei is still embarrassed, but so many years of performance experience let her answer without hesitation: "Singing is sung with heart."
The hostess was obviously very satisfied with this answer. The words of Meimei were sent out incessantly, and she asked her many questions. When did she start to like Xia Wei’s, Xia Wei’s influence on her music style, what plans for the future, etc. ......
Xia Wei was absent-minded, and answered one by one. His mind was still tumbling with those past, and in the end, even the question asked by the hostess did not remember. I don't know how long it took, the hostess finally let her go, and in the warm applause, she was sent off.
Xia Yan went down in the background with a shallow foot and almost fell down the stairs, and was held by a man.
"Small, be careful." It was the voice of Wei Wei, and it sounded so far away. "How are you still crying?"
Xia Wei wanted to say that she didn't cry, she just stopped her tears, and then felt that her hand was stuffed with stuff, and looked down, it was the silky patron decorated on the suit pocket.
"Erasing, ugly, the emperor saw a joke," he said.
She mechanically took the silk to wipe the eyes, only to find out when the tears came out again, her hands could not stop shaking, and paused, Mengba was covered in the face, tears unscrupulous.
"Okay," said Wei Wei, who was helpless. "How big is the person, how can you cry like a child?"
She simply fell on him and picked it up.
"Small, you..." He was anxious and incoherent. "Come on, let people see that I thought I was bullying you... No, no, dirty, I have cleanliness, let me go!"
She ignored him and cried even more. A Wei didn't know what kind of days she had encountered. She didn't know that she was so afraid of crying in the long years of being imprisoned by her son, so she had long forgotten how to cry.
A Wei will never know how deep her grief is.
Wei Weiyin no longer persuaded her, some stiffly wrapped her hands around her body, patted her back a few times, like a child. I don't know how long it took, Xia Wei cried to lose the last glimmer of strength, and convulsed to collect the sound.
"Zuzong, are you finally finally?" Wei Wei said with relief, and did not ask her why she cried, "can still walk."
Xia Wei nodded.
He said: "Go, go back to the make-up room with me, crying in the hallway is not too shameful."
She discovered that people who came and went around secretly looked at her with strange eyes and looked at the gossip. She wiped her face with the silk slap in her hand, and went to the dressing room with the defending sound. "Right, how did you find it?" Her voice was hoarse, and her voice was faintly stunned. "Are you supposed to rest in the dressing room?"
"When you sing the butterfly in the cage, crying like that, I don't worry, come and see." Wei Weiyin walked away, and looked away from his coat. "The latest suits have been ruined by you."
She remembered his cleansing, looked at the large tears in the outer garments, and laughed and laughed.
Wei Weiyin didn't swear at her, but the eyes that were originally worried were softened.
Go back to the dressing room.
At the moment of pushing the door open, everyone brushed their heads and looked at Xia Wei. All kinds of eyes were shocked, shocked, awkward, curious, and disdainful... Only Luo Luo’s heart rushed up without distraction: "Oh, you sing very well, it’s like a summer resurrection!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" She snorted and her tone was very bad. The truth that Lolo inadvertently told her to make her heart stunned, and looked around subconsciously, only to see those people look as usual, the admiration of envy, the embarrassment of the embarrassment, and then let go of the heart.
just……
When I saw a person inadvertently, I was nervous.
Feng Wei.
He leaned on the corner of the dressing room, quietly drinking a glass of water, his eyes falling on her, thoughtful look. He was as steady and taciturn as ever, wearing a black formal suit, like an unobtrusive aristocratic gentleman. Only she knows how sensitive he is and how terrible his judgment is.
Xia Wei is not sure if he sees any clues. At this moment, even if he screams out her real name, she will not be too surprised. He is too familiar with her, and is more familiar with her singing style and every detail turning, ten years of work, legendary combination, he is afraid that he can close the eyes and hear which song she is singing.
Xia Wei didn't know how much he had exposed when he sang "The Butterfly in the Cage". There was a transfer screen in the dressing room. Looking at the phoenix, it should be the whole process. She couldn't help but be shocked. When she thought about it carefully, the butterfly in this sing should be very different from the one in suicide. After all, the experience and mood have changed a lot. Shouldn't it be as fierce as it was?
Xia Wei did not think with confidence.
Moreover, the reincarnation of this thing is too ridiculous.
Changed the appearance, changed the voice, I hope he can't think of it, don't recognize her.
Although, she wants to go to him and tell him that she is all well.
Xia Wei looked at him with some nostalgia, and felt that he should not show such a gaze, and he resigned his gaze. Lolo is still in his ear, like a happy bird. She looked down at the child: "Lolo, I am tired."
Lolo gave a glimpse and reacted: "Oh, oh, just sing so much, it's time to take a break. I won't bother you, wait for you to rest and come back to you." Go back to the area of ​​the emperor.
Wei Weiyin also said goodbye to her, and fired the fire to change her wet clothes.
Xia Wei walked to the position and sat down, staring. Looking at myself in the mirror, I spent a mess of my face, so ugly, how can I have the beauty of the past? Even so, why did Zhai Ziheng still chase her, why not find so many alternatives? Zhai Ziheng... Do you know that she is very sad?