If someone asked Hyson at this moment what he was doing here, he would have no answer. Because currently, he was also asking himself the same question. Why the hell did he agree to come here?
Why was a handsome cutie like him stuck between women?!
Did he look like he had too much patience for women? Because the answer was, NO! He did not! He was actually a very impatient person, even if it didn't seem like it. His patience was only reserved for three women. And now, he was actually quite comfortable with Cloe as well. But that was only because Raelle had a strong influence on Cloe.
"Yue Fai, don't just sit there," said He Rou. "Come up here and sing!"
Hyson pushed himself up with a sigh and went up to the stage. "What should I sing? Happy Birthday?"
He Rou frowned at him, "Don't be so old-school."
"Then what song do you want to listen to?" he inquired seriously.
He Rou turned to look at Sora and asked, "Hey, birthday girl, what do you want to listen to?"
Sora looked at them in confusion and shrugged, "Anything is fine."
"Be specific," said Hyson.
"You can just sing your favorite song, Hyson," said Sora. "I think all of us would be happy with anything you sing."
"Am I supposed to feel flattered?" he muttered to himself but didn't show it. He looked straight at Sora and asked for confirmation, "Are you sure I can sing my favorite song?"
"Yes," replied Sora. She chuckled, "We'd also get to learn what's your favorite song."
Hyson raised his brow at her and didn't hurry to select the song on the karaoke machine just yet. He held the iPad but narrowed his eyes to ask for confirmation once again, "Are you very sure that I can sing my favorite song?"
"Stop wasting time," said He Rou and urged him to hurry up.
Hyson shrugged his shoulders and looked at the iPad while searching for his favorite song. He had a devilish smirk playing on his lips as he mumbled, "Well, I gave you all a chance. Too bad, you insisted on this. Now, you can't blame me."
Just as he selected the song, the title flashed on the screen behind him, he held the mic and looked at the looks of bewilderment on all these ladies' faces. But he chose to ignore it completely and paid the attention to the music.
? My friends don't walk, they run
Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun
Popping, popping balloons with guns
Getting high off helium
We paint white roses red
Each shade from a different person's head
This dream, dream is a killer
Getting drunk with a blue caterpillar
I'm peeling the skin off my face
'Cause I really hate being safe
The normals, they make me afraid
The crazies, they make me feel sane??
The original song was sung by a female singer but he was singing it without any effort at all. As they let him choose his favorite song, he had to not let them down, no? They should get to see how special his aesthetics are.
?I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad
The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy
All the best people are
Where is my prescription?
Doctor, doctor, please listen
My brain is scattered
You can be Alice, I'll be the Mad Hatter?? [Mad Hatter Song by Melanie Martinez]
People's favorites in life always had a reason behind them. And just like Raelle, Hyson's reasons for liking something weren't all that different. Since Raelle associated her likes and dislikes with people, she cares about. He was the same. Take this song for instance, for the very first time he heard it, it reminded him of himself and his best friend.
He had no scruples in saying that he and Raelle were equally crazy. He had sung this song to only one person before and that was Raelle. But it was without music since she'd definitely not be able to feel comfortable with the composition of this song.
Just as he finished the song, he flashed them a smile and bowed gentlemanly. As he stood up, he even flipped his hair saying, "Hope you enjoyed the performance. Happy Birthday, Miss Sora!"
He Rou's lips twitched while Sora was staring at him wide-eyed. Li Xinxin was holding her forehead wondering what kind of an artist did she pick up? He was a treasure for sure. His voice was beautiful and breathy as well when he sang. It added so much charm. In the dark corner, Amiah held up a glass of a drink up to her lips to hide her smile when she saw Hyson acting like this.
After singing this kind of song, he was feeling pleased to even wish Happy Birthday to Sora. He was really a unique piece,
"What was that?" asked He Rou.
"My favorite song," said Hyson matter-of-factly. "And you should feel honored, sister-in-law, I don't sing this song for just anyone."
He Rou gave him a stinky look, "You! Couldn't you sing a slow or more romantic song?"
"I don't romantic songs," he told her. "At least, I'm not very good at it. If you even check our groups' discography, you'd notice how whenever it's a love song, most of the lines are either of Zhen Ge or Zi Hong Ge. I take a step back during such songs."
"Oh, I liked the song though," Amiah spoke up and looked at Sora. "Don't you like it too?"
"Well, there is nothing really wrong with the song," said Sora. She stared at Hyson and added, "In fact, I liked it even more in Hyson's voice. You're an amazing singer."
"Thank you!" Hyson took the compliment acting not humble at all!
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