"This is my first encounter with him."

Zhou Zhitong picked up the coffee and took a sip,

"At that time, I was young and ignorant,

was so easily hooked by him,

Since then, it has been out of control. ”

Yuyue rubbed her hands excitedly and asked:

"And then?"

"What, then?"

"What happened after the basketball court encountered,

Won't you go on? ”

"I suddenly don't want to talk about it."

“……”

The story is not finished in half of the story...... It's so worrying!

Yuyue didn't bother to ask.

If you accidentally evoke Zhou Zhitong's sad memories, you will put the cart before the horse.

Coming out of the coffee shop, the two returned to the pedestrian street.

In a flash of inspiration, Yuyue pulled Zhou Zhitong and ran to the nearby music bar.

"I heard there's a new resident singer here, let's go check it out."

was pulled by Yuyue all the way, how could Zhou Zhitong refuse.

Let's go check it out first, and if it causes discomfort, then leave.

followed Yuyue into the dining bar, and the two of them found a place to sit down.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhou Zhitong rarely went in and out of such places.

I thought it would be a very noisy place, but I didn't expect it to be extraordinarily elegant.

After ordering, Yuyue took out her mobile phone and logged in to the official website of the restaurant.

She often comes here for dinner, and she is quite curious about this new resident singer.

There should be his profile and playing time on the official website.

Looking at it, Yuyue's face became more and more strange.

How could it be him?

This job can't be introduced to him by Su Yan, right?

Out of his mind, a voice suddenly sounded,

"Our new resident singer is a little uncomfortable today.

You don't have any comments on changing the cello music, right? ”

The crowd was silent.

As long as it's about music,

Whether it's singing, playing, or playing,

None of them have an opinion.

After sitting in the restaurant for half an hour, the low and mournful cello sound slowly sounded.

Glancing at Zhou Zhitong, Yu Yue found that her hands were trembling slightly.

"It's him, it must be him!"

Zhou Zhitong stood up, eager to rush to the front of the stage to see the resident singer, but Yuyue took her hand.

"Don't go, you're going to mess up his playing."

Yuyue's words were like a basin of cold water poured on Zhou Zhitong's body.

Taking a deep breath and trying to calm down her mood, Zhou Zhitong returned to her seat.

How could she not hear it, this is Liu Shuoqing's best cello song - "Death".

Listening to the sound of crying and complaining, such a picture appeared in Zhou Zhitong's mind:

is obviously a man and woman who are happy with each other, but because of the helplessness of life, they go against each other;

After all, the past love with each other can't withstand the test of time.

Finally, Zhou Zhitong couldn't sit still.

When Yuyue grabbed her again, she smiled bitterly,

"Don't worry, I'll just take a look and won't disturb him."

After three seconds of silence, Yuyue let go of her hand.

Still a little worried, she followed Zhou Zhitong and walked over.

The platform was full of people, and many people pointed at Liu Shuoqing;

Fortunately, most of the arguments were approving.

Blending in the crowd, the two looked towards the stage.

Looking at his face full of sorrow, Zhou Zhitong cried bitterly.

Not only her, but also the people who played and the onlookers all shed tears.

An impulse welled up in my heart,

I want to,

I wanted to step forward and wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes......

Holding her chest, Zhou Zhitong couldn't stop trembling.

It hurts......

That heart-wrenching pain......