"Mr. Yu, you should also sing Eason Chan's song, why don't we sing one together?"

Cosine looked a little embarrassed, "...I can only sing elimination."

Lan Qi was impatient. Watching the two of them chatter, he immediately went to the jukebox to arrange all Eason Chan's old songs.

"I've ordered all Eason's songs, you guys sing slowly one by one, don't worry."

The sound of music came from the living room, Shen Mang's movement of chopping vegetables stopped, and his eyelids lifted slightly.

The prelude sounded, and the next moment, he heard the sound of cosine.

Low, with some tact, there is an indescribable taste.

It turned out that this is how he sings.

"Mr. Yu, you sing so well, I thought you didn't want to sing before because of insufficiency!"

Lan Qi stared at Cosine excitedly, as if he had discovered some new continent. He also held two light sticks in his hands, which he waved with the rhythm of the music.

When Kong Mingyu started to sing with Cosine, Lan Qi's eyes brightened.

The voices of these two people have their own tastes, and they are impeccable when they sing this sad love song together.

At the end of the song, Lan Qi didn't get tired of listening to it, and shouted for them to sing another song.

"The song just now was too sad and didn't quite fit the positive atmosphere of our show. Let's change it to a cheerful love song, sweet enough to tire people out."

Seeing that Lan Qi started to order songs again, Cosine pressed his forehead, quite helpless.

"Xiaoqi, don't mess around. I'll just sing one song, you can sing it."

"How can I do that? I just want to hear Teacher Yu sing."

Lan Qi was whistling and was about to pick out a new love song when there was a sudden thud in the kitchen, like the sound of something falling to the ground.

The three people in the living room were immediately attracted to their attention.

Cosine was afraid that something would happen to the people in the kitchen, so he got up quickly and walked to the kitchen.

"Xiaomang, are your hands alright?"

Shang Zhou's voice sounded a little panicked.

Cosine heard that something had happened to Shen Mang, so he quickened his pace. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw a dazzling red on the cutting board. His heart sank, and he quickly turned around and went to the living room to find the medicine box.

"It's okay, it's just that I accidentally cut it."

Shen Mang's face was calm, he rinsed his injured finger under cold water, and watched the red blood flow into the sewer little by little.

"God, idol, your knife is too deep."

Lan Qi's face turned pale with fright, and he was a little dizzy. Shen Mang's complexion was originally white, and his fingers were even more tender like onion tubes, and the ferocious knife edge that turned outwards looked particularly abrupt on his slender white fingers.

Lan Qi caught a glimpse of his wound, and his legs were a little weak for a while, and he could hardly walk on the road.

"Medicine box... Where's the medicine box?"

Shang Zhou was also in a hurry. He just saw Shen Mang cut his hands, and was so frightened that the spatula fell to the ground. Concerns are messed up. He roams around the kitchen like a headless fly, but he can't find the medicine box.

"Put it under the TV cabinet, I brought it."

Cosine walked in quickly with the medicine box in hand, his handsome face collapsed tightly, and he stepped forward to grab Shen Mang's pale wrist.

"Don't keep rinsing, disinfect first, and then bandage to stop the bleeding."

Shen Mang's eyelashes trembled, he turned off the water tap, and looked up at him.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Shen Mang obediently followed Cosine to the living room, looked at the other person with a calm face, carefully cleaned and disinfected the wound on his finger, and then wrapped it with gauze.

He suddenly laughed.

After Cosine finished cutting the gauze, he looked at him for unknown reasons, "What are you laughing at?"

Shen Mang seemed to be in a good mood. He looked at Cosine lazily, "It's the first time I saw Teacher Yu so serious. I'm a little curious about what you usually look like in class."

"Of course I was serious when I was in class."

Cosine put the iodine and cotton swabs back into the medicine box, and looked at him seriously, "You have to be careful about the wound these days, don't get water, and don't cut vegetables anymore."

"It's just a minor injury, Mr. Yu doesn't need to worry so much."

"Tetanus infection, which can be fatal in severe cases, cannot be taken lightly."

This little episode shifted everyone's attention to Shen Mang. Lan Qi and Kong Mingyu were afraid that Shang Zhou would be too busy by himself, so they took the initiative to help in the kitchen.

"You don't have to come in. I've finished frying my steak, and I only have the vegetable salad left. It'll be fine in a few minutes."

Shang Zhou sent them out again.

He returned to the cooking table and looked at the chopping board with blood stains left, thinking about the wound on Shen Mang's hand just now, he still had a lingering feeling in his heart.

He could feel that when Shen Mang was cutting vegetables, he was obviously absent-minded. What was he thinking at the time... to be so careless and cut his own hand?

After dinner, the five of them took a walk on the beach and went back to their rooms.

After Cosine showered and dried her hair, she lay in bed and read the literature. It was only after reading a few lines that the image of Shen Mang with his bleeding fingers drooping expressionlessly and rinsing under the faucet appeared in his mind.

That scene made him feel an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

At that moment, Shen Mang had a fragile and broken beauty, but there was also a hint of paranoia and madness.

He didn't know where his contradictory temperament came from.

Realizing that he was paying too much attention to Shen Mang, Cosine put the book on his face angrily and turned off the bedside lamp.

In the early morning, the island was sunny and the sea breeze was blowing the fine white sand on the beach.

The broad palm and coconut fronds were rustled by the wind. Cosine opened the window, felt the sea breeze brushing his cheeks, and took a deep breath.

Before going to the island this time, he made a decision and plans to practice it today.

"Xiao Qi, are you up yet?"

Lan Qi rolled a few times on the bed, hugged his pillow, and said sleepily, "Not yet, uh...Mr. Yu, is something wrong?"