Song Qingyi listened to me very carefully, her brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, and she could feel that she was listening carefully.

After I finished speaking, she pondered for a long time and said, "Isn't your idea too exaggerated?"

"Do you think it's an exaggeration?"

"Kindly, although I don't know much about the Internet, but what you mean is very clear, you want to integrate the bars, KTVs, pubs and hotels in the whole city into one APP, users can directly register an account on this APP and then recharge, you can make an appointment on the platform and review the business...... Do you know how difficult it is?"

"I've thought about it, and this is just my early planning, as for the later stage, I also want to integrate into tourism, so that users can easily get everything on one APP, whether it is paying or self-service inquiry, it will be very convenient with this software." ”

Song Qingyi nodded and smiled: "Yes, society is progressing, people's pace is getting faster and faster, and many physical industries will definitely be forced to associate in the future." ”

"That's pretty much what I mean, food, clothing, housing and transportation are actually very difficult to do now, and there will be a lot of room for development in the direction of entertainment and health in the future. ”

Song Qingyi still nodded approvingly, and said, "Let's not mention how much capital is needed to make such an APP,...... First of all, the user, if you can be popular, there will definitely be merchants who take the initiative to find you to settle in, but what about the early stage? You have to go to find others one by one, and it may not be able to make others believe you, because your idea is not something that ordinary people can think of. ”

"Are you complimenting me or me?" I laughed.

Song Qingyi raised her hand again and brushed the hair on her sideburns, and chuckled: "You have always been a very thoughtful, capable, and special person in my eyes. ”

"Why don't you love me when you make me so good?" I said in her voice.

Her gaze flickered, then fell silent.

Afraid of this embarrassment, I pursed my lips and smiled, "Shall I sing a song for you?"

She turned her head to me again and gave me a strange look, probably wondering why I suddenly wanted to sing, but she nodded anyway.

I said, "Would you like to sit closer?"

"Why?" she asked, confused.

"I just want to sing it to you alone. ”

She looked at me quickly, bowed her head and blushed, and said, "There's no one else here, you sing, I can hear it." ”

"Who said that," I sneered, "you see birds in the sky, and insects in the grass." ”

"Poor mouth, you ......," she said, giving me a look of disgust, but moved a little closer to me.

I said, "Come closer." ”

She leaned in cautiously again......

"Closer. I said.

She raised her face to look at me, and said angrily, "You have to inch in!"

I smiled and said, "Okay, okay, so be it!"

That's fine, she's almost next to me, and the enchanting scent from her body is very clear.

It's a good feeling!

I rhymed, then took a deep breath, and then I started singing:

When you are old, your hair is gray, and you are sleepy.

When you are old and can't walk anymore, warm up by the fire and remember your youth.

How many people have loved your youthful and joyful hours, and admired your beautiful hypocrisy or sincerity.

There is only one person who still loves your pious soul and the wrinkles on your old face.

When you're old, your eyebrows are lowered, and the lights are dim.

The wind blows, your message, this is the song of my heart......

This is Zhao Zhao's "When You're Old", and it's one of my favorite songs, and I use it every time I sing it, especially now.

I watched Song Qingyi sing almost all the time, and I thought I should convey all my love for her through this song. The feelings that had been stored in our hearts drifted around each other with the song, wrapping us tightly around each other.

At first, Song Qingyi didn't look at me, but in the process of me singing sentence by sentence, she slowly raised her head and looked at me silently, sometimes shy, sometimes restrained, sometimes moved......

"Why do you suddenly want to sing this song?" she asked, confused.

"Because...... Because I want to tell you that I love not only your beauty, but also your pious soul, and I still love you as much as I always do when you are old and wrinkled!"

I looked at her affectionately, I was already confessing to her, although I had confessed to her countless times, and he had rejected countless times, but this time I had a lot of confidence.

She also looked up at me, her face was thrillingly beautiful, with thin curved eyebrows, clear eyes, delicate nose, rosy lips, and warm breath under the wings of her nose......

She stared at me, and I looked at her as if time and space were not turning.

When I was in love, I wrapped my arms around her waist and slowly leaned over her and slowly leaned my lips down......

She instinctively dodged, but still looked up at me, her sexy lips twitching slightly, and her eyes seemed to have tears in them.

I was already touching the tip of her nose, she didn't refuse, I could smell the fragrance in her hair, my lips brushing over her cheeks, looking down for hers.

Her body shook violently as my lips touched hers......

Then he reached out and gently pushed me away, his cheeks crimson, a little shy, a little messy, but indescribably beautiful.

She bowed her head and raised her hand to gently brush the hair of her sideburns, the orange-red sunset shining on her crimson cheeks, her black hair shimmering......

She didn't look at me again, and said in a voice as small as a mosquito, "Let's not ...... like this."

I wasn't much disappointed, because I had expected this result, but looking at her shyness, I suddenly smiled, and my heart was full of satisfaction.

"You're laughing at me?" she said angrily, her voice still thin.

I laughed and said, "No, no." ”

"Then why are you smiling?" she said, giving me a quick glance and bowing her head.

I said, "I don't know, I just want to laugh." ”

She gave me another quick look and said, "Don't do that in the future, okay? We can be friends, very good friends." ”

I said, "How do you define a good friend?"

"You just don't have to talk to me! When you're in a bad mood, you can talk to me, and when I'm in a bad mood, I'll talk to you...... We can share joys and sorrows, we can watch movies and play video games together like we do today......"

"Hehe," I smiled lightly, "is this different from boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Do you think relationships are that important?"

"Definitely, I don't have the courage to hold your hand. ”

She suddenly hooked her face. A preoccupied look.

I asked, "Tell me the truth, you've never liked me, or tell me, what type do you like?"