God knows, how much effort does it take for him to say this?
The upper and lower teeth were still trembling, because the extreme fear that occasionally surged into his heart caused him to tremble from time to time.
It’s so scary. Why are you so scared in a world without the fifth thought?
When Song Yang heard Min Yuchen's words, he was so scared that his hands shook again, and almost threw all the paper money in his hand into the brazier.
Fortunately, Min Yuchen grabbed the paper money with one hand, and there was a little complaint in his tone, "Be careful, the amount is wrong, we will not be able to receive the money!"
Song Yang was used to being mean, and some words were definitely subconscious words, "Aren't there so many?"
After saying that, I realized that I was saying the wrong thing.
He glanced at a few hiding friends in the back with some anxiety, and winked desperately, hoping that they would come out to help him quickly and not let him bear the boss's low pressure alone. It would be better to change the topic.
Gu Nan and others were a little far away, so naturally they didn't hear anything they said, but Song Yang's expression of asking for help was noticed.
He was hesitating whether to go out to rescue the brat, but he didn't expect Han Zhihan to go out first. Thinking of the holiday between him and Min Yuchen, he was really afraid that this honest boy would say something ugly.
They were originally holding and comforting Min Yuchen, but in the end the situation was even worse, so they could really blame them.
Min Yuchen glanced at the paper money stacked into a wall around him, and his low and hoarse voice became a little more choked, "We love money so much, like brand-name bags, all kinds of big-name cosmetics, and also choose new products of the season for clothes. I'm afraid that this money is not enough for her to spend."
The men who walked behind them collectively stopped, and they were a little helpless when facing Min Yuchen like this.
Song Yang rubbed his sore eyes and wanted to yell, Boss, can you stop like this?
Facing the others, Min Yuchen didn't care at all, lowered his head again and continued to burn paper money.
Han Zhihan had a calm face and said nothing. He found the paper money on the other side and sat down on the ground.
Song Yang said hoarsely, "Three pieces of paper money, even numbers of sister-in-law will not receive it!"
Min Yuchen paused slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He was afraid that even Nian Nian would not be able to receive the odd number.
No one knows better than him what the end of a human being entering the crystal coffin would be. Not to mention the corpse, even the soul would erode completely without a trace.
He can accept death, but cannot accept it to be transformed into nothingness.
But if you don’t lie to yourself like this, you are afraid that you can’t hold on.
Han Zhihan didn't say anything. Every time he threw the paper money into the brazier, there were really three pieces of paper money.
The others also burned paper money together. The fire shone on the faces of the man sitting around. Except for Min Yuchen and Han Zhihan who were burning paper honestly, the others were winking from time to time, but no one dared to speak.
Occasionally, when people who get off the night shift pass by here late at night, they will take a look at them a few times.
The appearance of these men is really the best in the world. Although they are wrapped in tight, they still do not damage the cool temperament of men, but they will do something strange like burning paper money in a brazier in the middle of the night?
This creepy style really discouraged the little girl who was interested in getting a chat, and even rubbed her arms, lamenting that the handsome men now have brain diseases?
Until the last three pieces of paper money were burned, Min Yuchen stood up, his legs stiff, and even his feet were numb.
"Let's go, I'll invite you to sing!"
Sing?
Min Yuchen is still in the mood to sing?
Damn, can someone come forward and tell them if this man was too excited?
Han Zhihan wrote a bag with both hands, "Go to the one we often go to!"
The others were confused, their thinking was a bit messy, why can't they keep up with the rhythm of these two people?
A group of nine people walked silently to a nightclub two kilometers away.
The nightclub manager has also seen the scenes, especially these men, who are all young masters in the Beijing circle, and immediately greet them with a smile.
After passing the first floor, the demons danced around and sent them to the private room.
"You need some things, red wine, foreign wine, white wine, and beer." Gu Nan thought his friends must have wanted to get drunk, but they all have to sacrifice their lives to accompany them.
"Okay." The manager also saw that these masters were in a bad mood. It seemed that they were drunk to relieve their worries.
"There is nothing, don't let irrelevant people disturb us." Han Zhi said coldly.
"Mr. Han, don't worry."
After a while, the manager brought some side dishes, snacks, countless wines, and brought the corresponding snuff.
Min Yuchen took the red wine bottle and went to the on-demand station to order songs. The other people looked at each other and were in the mood to sing. How could Mao make people feel so worried?
The moment the prelude of the song sounded, everyone's expressions froze, and they could only drink silently.
You are there along the way!
They were not unfamiliar with it at all. The last time this guy was sing this song all night.
Han Zhihan, the only one who has not participated, still doesn’t understand why these people have this expression?
Min Yuchen's voice was as good as a cello, with a bit of heart-wrenching feeling in the hoarseness, "Do you know, it's not easy to love you... It's God's will. I made me fall in love with you, so I let you leave me again. Maybe it's already destined in the cycle of reincarnation, and I should give it back to you in this life..."
Gu Nan kicked An Peiyi who was beside him, leaned over to him and said in a low voice, "You go change the song?"
An Peiyi was a little frightened, "Why is it me?" Although he is Min Yuchen's cousin in terms of seniority, who dares to provoke the Living King of Hell?
"You are just in the entertainment industry, who can sing well with you?"
"I'm an actor, not a singer."
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Chapter completed!