Now I understand

You choose to wait with a purple dream

Memories are bursts of floral fragrance

We say that no one can forget

Guarding the sunshine of the night

Sad but pretending to be strong

Waiting days

You are braver than I am

Memories are bursts of floral fragrance

Walking together can never be forgotten

Your gentleness is sunshine

Fill my future

Reminds me that the scent of flowers is always there

It's like my love

……

Accompanied by melodious singing, the fragrance of flowers overflows......

The hall is very quiet, all the people are lost in the beautiful songs, it seems to be a clear spring, sweet and pure, slowly flowing into people's hearts.

Everyone held their breath, and their eyelids were reluctant to blink.

This is truly an unprecedented swan song!

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Mu Yanjun couldn't stop admiring, jumped down from the soft chair excitedly, stretched his neck, and stared at the stage without blinking.

"Of course, this is a great deal of effort for Sister Ah to let Ah Di see a glimpse of this show!" Mu Chujin said softly, except for excitement in his eyes, there was not much surprise, because in the 21st century with advanced science and technology, this is really a small thing.

Evil eyes stared at the man in white singing on the stage in confusion, Mu Yanjun asked, "Sister, how do I think that person in white looks like a person!" With that, the slender eyes collapsed into the corners of his eyes, and he caught a glimpse of the man in white who had been following Sister A.

Hum!

The handsome is really like a fairy!

I hate his good demeanor!

Follow Sister A, don't be awkward!

Feng Rongxue noticed the angry glare of the man next to her, and just smiled slightly, noble as the snow lotus on Kunlun Mountain, which made people feel like they wanted to worship.

What an unusual man!

The evil eyes sank, and the cold gaze stayed on the white-clothed figure for a moment, and then looked at the stage.

However, at this time, a crisp sound sounded outside the door: "Boss, the little one has something to say!" ”

Mu Chujin looked back and whispered, "Come in!" ”

The little guy in Tsing Yi came in with his head down, leaned on Mu Chujian's ear and whispered a few words, and his delicate eyebrows gradually twisted up.