I'm so sorry that I won't treat you as her again......

Song Qingchun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his chest felt as if he had been stabbed, and there was a muffled pain.

She subconsciously raised her hand and covered her chest, as if she wanted to use such a clumsy and stupid move to stop the shattering of her heart, but always her hand pressed her chest, and her heart still broke into pieces little by little.

She was in his company, and her heart began to ache from the time he said this, but it was not until this moment that she realized that her heart had always been painful again.

This kind of pain made Song Qingchun instinctively cover her chest, and bent down, her eyes were red, and before tears could rise to her eyes, a beautiful colorful feather shuttlecock fell at her feet.

"Sister, it's your turn, it's your turn!" A small white hand picked up the shuttlecock at her feet and shouted happily.

It's her turn? What's her turn? Song Qingchun secretly took a breath, suppressed the sourness tumbling in her heart, slowly raised her head, and saw a little girl about five years old standing in front of her, who looked like a doll, very pleasing, she reluctantly squeezed out a gentle smile: "What should I do?" ”

"Singing...... the little girl didn't recognize her at all, grabbed her hand, and tried to pull her up.

Song Qingchun was dazed and just wanted to ask the little girl what was going on, when a girl who looked like a college student ran in front of her and explained to her: "Miss, that's the case, let's play a game here, that is, throw the shuttlecock, whoever the shuttlecock falls in front of will come there and sing a song with our band." ”

The female college student said as she pointed to the place not far away where Song Qingchun first saw several men and women singing.

……

Song Qingchun was almost dragged to the microphone by the five-year-old girl.

There were a lot of spectators in the park, and when they were kicked by the shuttlecock just now, many people came forward to sing, so they all applauded.

THERE WAS EVEN A YOUNG GUY WHO WALKED UP TO HER WITH AN IPAD AND ASKED HER TO PICK A SONG.

has already reached this point, and Song Qingchun is not easy to refuse, so he lowered his eyes and looked at the song list, the dense song titles, not to mention hundreds of songs, Song Qingchun raised his finger and clicked when he saw the first song he could sing, and said, "This one." ”

That was her favorite song when she watched "I'm a Singer", "Lonely Sandbank".

……

Familiar accompaniment sounded, Song Qingchun, accompanied by several college student bands, slowly opened his mouth and sang softly.

When she sang this song to the high tide, all kinds of bits and pieces of her and Su Zhinian yesterday came to her heart like a tide.

“…… I didn't want you to come back, but when another person looked at the sea, I turned around and realized that you weren't there, leaving me wandering back in a roundabout way......"

When she heard his name for a long time in school, she actually didn't care about him at all.

When she came home from school and was told that he was going to live in her home for a year, she shook hands with him and said hello.

She is a little bully at home that no one dares to provoke, and he who lives in her house, but he left her alone in the mall, causing her to walk penniless in high heels for a long time, wearing out her feet, and hating him so much.

She was pestered by the boy from the school next door, Song Cheng was abroad, Qin Yinan was in the south, and it was he who drove her to and from school every day, so that the boy did not dare to approach.