Everyone only said that he was really strong in resisting blows, and everyone only said that he didn't care at all, only her, in his heartless smile, saw the distance that could not be approached.

That kind of smile, floating and faint, as if in the clouds, even if you can see it clearly, you can no longer touch it.

In the season, some students have returned to their hometowns in advance, some have gone to work, and some students want to stay in Beijing to chase their dreams.

Ye Qinghe never asked, refused to enter the court and the procuratorate what he planned to do, since he studied law, did he want to be a lawyer?

Thinking of the second brother who used to not sleep in the middle of the night, texted her to report everything, and even discussed with her what flowers to give to his girlfriend, now he is, perhaps, really grown up... Da...

Unprovoked, there is a strange psychology, looking at him like this, it is like watching a child thrive, quietly relieved, accompanied by a faint loss......

However, he was clearly older than her......

In the end, she was smiling for such an encounter......

The classmates who stayed in school and didn't leave were partying almost every day, cherishing this last moment of reunion, the two of them were frequent visitors to be invited as locals, and Ye Qinghe, a person who didn't like to be lively, never refused at this time.

On the last night, more than a dozen classmates went to sing together.

In the KTV near the school, boys and girls drank at least two beers together.

Wine to the heart, love to the death.

The songs played in the private room have become background music, no one sings, only wine, and strong parting.

They asked each other about the time to leave, and fell silent.

"I'll send you! I send it one by one! Xiao Yiting, as a landlord, promised.

A boy smiled, a little arrogant, a little stunned, and patted him on the shoulder, "No! Don't send it! Don't send it to anyone! ”

"That's right! Don't send it! That's it! The boys chimed in.

Some girls couldn't help it, the first one cried, and then, more girls cried.

Zhong Jiayi hugged Ye Qinghe's shoulder, and her shirt was wet with tears, "Qinghe, I'm leaving, I'm so reluctant to ...... you"

Ye Qinghe stiffened his body slightly, his eyes fell on Xiao Yiting's side face, in the dim light, his face showed a rare sentimentality, his eyelashes were slightly drooping, and they were long.

"Jiayi, I'll see you again, I have time to come to Beijing to play." She said softly, although Zhong Jiayi gossiped, although she was always startled, she was two completely different people from her, but in the end, she was the closest girl in her college life.

Parting is always sad, she doesn't like this feeling, and she can also understand Lin Daiyu's psychology of not getting together, or she used to have the same idea, but now, it has changed, gathering and scattering, if you haven't been together, you can't even experience the feelings of attachment......

Suddenly, Fengzi roared, "Brothers and sisters! I'm leaving tomorrow! What a boredom here today! Get up! Don't cry and mourn! Is it because we don't feel at ease? ”

"That's right! Singing, you guys! Aren't you here to sing? What are you doing? ”

"Xiao Yiting, come and sing a song! You play the erhu so well, but you rarely listen to you sing! ”

Xiao Yiting leaned back in his chair, slightly drunk, staring at the screen and shaking his head gently, the light of the big screen was projected on his face one by one, the colors changed, and his eyes were bright.

"You don't know how to sing, you sing! I listen! He said.

coincided with a different song, the female voice "loving/you".

"Zhong Jiayi, this is your song!" Fengzi shouted as he grabbed his girlfriend's waist.

Zhong Jiayi likes to sing this song, and every time she comes out to sing K's must-sing track.

She didn't push, picked up the microphone and stood up, and at the same time, pulled Ye Qinghe's hand, "Qinghe, sing together!" I've never heard you sing! I know you're going to sing this! Classmates, you should accompany me to send me a song! ”

Learning to sing English songs, that was Ye Qinghe's hobby when he was in junior high school, the main purpose was to learn English, and later, she listened to very little, occasionally a few times, she should have had convulsions, listened to this song a few times, but was discovered by Zhong Jiayi, and also introduced her as a bosom friend, thinking that she also liked this song, in the face of Zhong Jiayi's enthusiasm, she had to answer that she had sung it before......

As Zhong Jiayi said, she hardly sings in her life, but at the moment......

Well, that's it, and I should send it to you......

She stood up and took the other microphone.

Zhong Jiayi was very happy, "You sing first!" I'll sing the second stanza! ”