Chapter 1691 (1/2)

Qinglan used to think it was elegant and cruel, so it was hard to understand her choice.

Now I just think he is too weak to bear the world she was facing.

So he can see clearly until now. In his feelings with Qingya, he is also wrong.

The cake is over, the coffee is over.

They came out with their bags. Qingya looked at the piano in the hall and suddenly stopped.

Tilt blue to pick down eyebrow, way: ”time to go back.”

Qingya looked up at him and smiled: ”I'm afraid that I will never get along with you in this life again. Sky, let me give you a song! ”

Tilt blue at her eyes.

Like most of the 18-year-old girls in the world, she was childish and lovely.

I haven't heard her play yet, but my nose is sore.

His Adam's Apple moved, and there was something burning in his chest, and he slowly stepped back two steps: ”OK! You play, I listen. ”

As she said, there will never be another day in this life when they get along alone.

Qingya laughs and hands her bag to him. He helps her.

In her bag, there are military symbols and seals symbolizing the imperial power of the northern moon. In this life, he is the only one she can trust so much except her family.

The girl is sitting on the piano with a cap on her tongue. She is wearing a long sweater coat with seven colors and rainbow. Two hairy balls fall behind her hat, which makes her different from the image of the heroine in the TV news.

White fingertips begin a beautiful chord.

The prelude unfolds slowly, and the voice of the sweet sounds of nature is singing along with it -

it turns out that you are the lucky thing I want to keep most

it turns out that we were so close to love

that decision to fight against the world for me

that rain that drenched me

every scene is you

spotless sincerity

it's lucky to meet you

but I have lost the chance to fight for you The power of tears on my face

I hope that in the sky I can't see

you have opened your wings

the fate of meeting you

how lucky she will be

youth is a bumpy journey

having the beauty of afterthought

it's too late to thank you for the courage you gave me

to let me be myself There's a flood of them on the collar.

She stood up and everyone in the cafe clapped for her.

Under the tide of applause, she turned to her side, leaning her blue back to her direction. The tall but thin figure was already crying.

On the return taxi, one to the left and one to the right.

In the night outside the window, there was a gorgeous fireworks, which belonged to Qiao Yekang and the newly married fireworks this evening.

Qingya cried all the way.

Tilt blue also cried all the way.