The rest area was full, and she could only choose a relatively quiet place to stand.

She stretched out her injured index finger and bent it slightly, remembering the way he had just taken her finger in her mouth.

Zhao Siqing's cheeks immediately burned a little more, and she whispered to her index finger: "Why are you shy?" It's stopping the bleeding~"

The index finger didn't respond to her, but the residual heat still made her panic.

At this moment, the host's excited voice came from the stage in the center of the mall: "Next, applause, please... The most popular new male singer Lu Qian!! ”

Zhao Siqing didn't hear much in front of him, but he heard Lu Qian's name clearly.

She froze for a few seconds, then looked up in the direction of the stage.

There was a lot of people, crowded with people, but fortunately, the stage was set up very high.

It didn't take long for Lu Qian's figure to appear in Zhao Siqing's sight.

He was wearing a black shirt, holding a guitar in his arms, a black stud on one side of the earring, his hair slightly covering his eyes, and there was a faint gloom between his eyebrows, but there was also a different kind of gentleness.

He didn't say anything, he sat down in front of the microphone and sang directly, without even saying hello.

But even so, there are still countless fans in the audience who are crazy and screaming for him.

Until his singing sounded, the originally noisy venue gradually quieted down.

"Your painting is messy, at this moment.

I think of the white doves by the fountain, the sweetness scattered.

Emotions are inexplicably pulled, I still love you......"

Zhao Siqing looked at the man on the stage a little distracted, he hadn't seen him for a long time, he seemed to have changed a little, but he hadn't changed much.

She always knew that he liked to sing, but she also knew that he didn't like the stage.

Zhao Siqing didn't expect to meet him here, but he felt that in just a few months, everything he had done was like a world away.

As if he was aware of it, Lu Qian raised his eyes and looked over, and when he saw Zhao Siqing, he was also stunned for a few seconds.

She was wearing a pale pink skirt, just standing there quietly, with a cold temperament, soft eyes, and everyone around her seemed to be in two worlds for no reason, so that he could no longer see anyone else except her.

Zhao Siqing didn't expect Lu Qian to look at him, hesitated for a moment, nodded at him slightly, and said hello.

Across the crowd, Lu Qian showed a gentle smile to her, which instantly caused a piercing scream from the female fans in the audience.

Zhao Siqing retracted his gaze and did not look at Lu Qian again.

She remembers how good he was to her, but now that things are wrong, the only thing she can do is to hope that everything is okay with him.

Zhao Siqing looked in the direction Huo Jingchen left, wanting to see if he had returned.

At this moment, a shelf not far from Zhao Siqing's side suddenly began to tilt and smashed down towards her.

Zhao Siqing turned his back to the direction of this side, so that he didn't check it at all.

"Be careful!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Zhao Siqing was pushed and shoved, and she was able to dodge the shelf that fell down, but the edge of the shelf was sharp, and there was still a bloody mark on her arm.

There was a hot pain in his arm in an instant, until he saw that he was injured, Zhao Siqing was still a little confused.

This is probably what it means to be shot while lying down, right?

Or is she a bloody disaster today!

She just waited quietly for someone to be hit too? Zhao Siqing felt that maybe he should really find a great immortal to calculate a hexagram for himself.