Gao Xin likes a song very much.
Xia Chong frowned as he looked at Gao Xin, who was sitting directly on the side of the road because his foot was sprained from wearing high heels. He was still acting like an old town. After thinking about it, he still stretched out his hand. Gao Xin didn't answer, raised his head and looked directly into his eyes. "Are you leaving?" Xia Chong didn't know how she knew, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer. He sat next to her as if he was running away, not looking at her, and nodded. "Xia Chong, Xia Chong, you are really good. After so many years, these, so many years..." Gao Xin covered his mouth, desperately suppressing the trembling of the last sound. Xia Chong looked at the speeding vehicles in silence, with a hint of youthful confusion on his usually indifferent face.
For a long time, he heard Gao Xin talking to himself.
"It's okay, oh no, it's really good, really good." "Well? What?" The young man's face came slightly closer.
The girl who was always considered to be stubborn and resigned to death suddenly made him feel so sad that he could shed tears.
"It's good that you left, otherwise I would have been worried that you would leave."
Gao Xin likes a song very much. I really like one of the lyrics in it. She said, come, let me sing for you.
*Thank you I can't hug your back
*That's why I can become your back
*Hide in a quiet corner, you don't need to look back, you don't need to cherish it
*Hide in a quiet corner If you look back, don't worry