Sheng Qing used to live in England and returned to England.

Shun Shun fell into Adolph's net. Adolph is here, covering the sky with one hand, and wants to make a whole girl without the support of the family, isn't it simple?

Song Chu looked at the hardwood floor. The sun falls on the floor, translucent white. It's almost winter, and it's probably hard to see such good sunshine.

Song Chu opened his mouth lightly: "How is Sheng Qing now?" ”

Mo Xiaobai Qingyue's voice was in the sunny afternoon: "It was given to the whole equator by Adolph." Haha, yesterday he sent me a photo of Sheng Qing's current life, and I almost didn't recognize her. It's like a lump of carbon, do you want to see it? ”

Song Chuchu smiled faintly and refused. The matter is over, and she has now cleared Sheng Qing from her life.

"Forget it, don't look at it. It's already okay with me. ”

Mo Xiaobai didn't understand why Song Chu could say so lightly that it didn't matter.

Sheng Qing also offended Mo Xiaobai, and Mo Xiaobai felt very happy when he saw the current Sheng Qing.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, when Sheng Qing was harmed, it was even more miserable.

Mo Xiaobai felt that if she was at the beginning of the Song Dynasty, she would definitely seize the opportunity to laugh at Sheng Qing. How can it be so faint?

Mo Xiaobai didn't understand that after losing an important person, it didn't matter to anyone else.

Mo Xiaobai pursed his lips and diverted the topic.

"What about you and Brother Yanheng, what are you going to do?"

In the late autumn afternoon, the plane tree outside the yard is golden. The wind, with the wetness of the sea not far away, mixed with sycamore leaves, drifted in through the half-open window and landed on the girl's smooth toes.

Song Chu reached out and picked up the leaf. She got up and walked to the wooden table in the living room.

On the table, there is a brush for her calligraphy. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he put the sycamore leaves on the table and gently pressed a corner of the jade paperweight. The slender fingers lifted the fine brush and gently and slowly wrote the present time and place on the sycamore leaves.

And then finally, a word for peace was written.

The golden sycamore leaves have clear veins. Black delicate lettering. It's like a delicate love letter.

Mo Xiaobai often comes to play. One day, she came with a bunch of snacks and handed Song Chu a ticket.

The paper page is stiff, and the typography is simple and atmospheric. In my eyes, it is a few big words of "seaside music festival". The background is on the balcony of Song Chu's house. You can see the sea.

Song Chu thought about it, and this morning, the aunt who took care of her here called her to ask her to go to the music festival.

I guess that's it.

Song Chu had already promised that aunt. The aunt said that she would have the tickets delivered later.

At the beginning of the year, Song returned Mo Xiaobai's ticket to her. "Someone has already given me one, you can keep this one."

"But I have it too. Adolph asked for two tickets. So what about this one, it's a waste? ”

"Then I'll give it to Sheng Yuan."

For this music festival, Mo Xiaobai can only get one ticket, and if outsiders want to get tickets. That's hard.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he asked Sheng Yuan to have dinner together. At the dinner table, Sheng Yuan kept calling. Song Chu listened vaguely, Sheng Yuan didn't go around asking people to find tickets.

Originally, I thought about eating and gave it to Sheng Yuan. At the beginning of the Song year, he didn't delay, opened his wallet, and took out the ticket. Pushed in front of Sheng Yuan.

"You want, isn't this it?"

Sheng Yuan glanced at the ticket on the table, a little embarrassed. "Did you get it first?"

He originally wanted to find two tickets and ask Song Chu to come over. But. Sheng Yuan was in the United States before, and there were not many people in the United Kingdom. In addition, this ticket is not easy to find, it has been two days, and I still haven't gotten it.

Song Chu saw Sheng Yuan's thoughts at the beginning of the year. Let's be honest. Sheng Yuan really had nothing to say to her.

Eat, play, use. As long as Sheng Yuan has it and thinks it is good, he will bring a copy to Song Chu.

It is not easy for the girl's family to be out alone, Sheng Yuan feels sorry for her, and she almost wants to move all her things to Song Chuchu.

However, Sheng Yuan didn't get a ticket this time. Song got it first at the beginning of the year. Song Chu was afraid that Sheng Yuan would be uncomfortable, so he pretended not to see Sheng Yuan's embarrassment.

"Mo Xiaobai gave it to me. I'm not bored to see it myself, so there's just one more, and it's just right for the two of us to go together when the time comes. ”

Sheng Yuan smiled and squeezed his eyebrows at Song Chu. "If you want to enhance your relationship with me, just say it."

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, the foot under the table stepped Sheng Yuan's foot.

It's not very heavy. Sheng Yuan shouted pain again and again, and he was very cooperative.

Song Chu hated and collected his feet, picked up the bag and got up and left. There's still a lot of work to be done over there, but there's no time to waste here.

Before leaving, he left a message for Sheng Yuan: "Don't forget to be my driver." That's the ticket money. ”

Two months before the opening of the festival, Song Chu was a little shocked.

The girl's family lives in a good location, and when you get to the balcony, you can see the stage of the music festival that will be held next week.

At the beginning of Song Chu, he was in City C, and he had only been to a concert, and he was stepped on. So she has no interest in these activities at all.

Originally, I thought that music festivals were similar to concerts. It's nothing more than a stadium, a culture and art center, a few singers or a singer, singing for hours.

Who knows, two months ago, on the opposite coast at the beginning of the Song Dynasty, several construction trucks drove into the venue and began to build the venue.

That's just it.

That day, Song Chu was lying in a hammock on the balcony, with a silk scarf covering his face, and sleeping in the sun.

Faintly, a sound of agitation came.

Song Chu ignored it. But in this way, it is not easy for the girl to fall asleep.

Before she could sleep, the girl felt a little thirsty. She lifted the silk scarf from her face and went to pour water to drink. I happened to use my peripheral vision to see what was going on outside.

Seeing this, Song Chuchu was stunned.

That quiet beach is crowded with people at the moment.

Song Chu was glad that he was quite far away, and the sound insulation effect here was good. If she were there right now, she would have to have tinnitus.

It was also because of the distant observation that Song Chu clearly saw the scene on the coast at the beginning of the year.

At the beginning of the Song year, at the airport, I also saw a lot of fans coming to pick up the plane.

Those big stars walk in the middle, with their own red carpet effect. Surrounded by crazy fans on both sides, screaming and scratching all the way.

What the girl saw was just the effect of a star.

This time on the coast, there were more than a dozen obvious ones.

Song Chu also paid attention to fashion gossip, among those stars, although they couldn't see their faces clearly, they could also recognize Song Chu by looking at their figures and aura - one by one, in the country at the beginning of Song Dynasty, they were all extremely figures in the temple, let alone in their homeland.

Song Chu watched it for a while. The last to get out of the car was wearing a white dress. Looking at it from afar, the white cloud is like a cloud, ethereal and beautiful. It's a little smart. Reflecting the sea and sky in front of me, it was as if the clouds in the sky had fallen, and I wanted to swim in the sea. (To be continued.) )