——Qi Song looked at her, with her hair flowing in his eyes and her clear and bright brown eyes in his mind. He thought that he might have fallen in love with her.
He wants to chase her.
——"I like it."
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"Like you, it's not a question of whether it's worth it or not."
"I like you, including your flaws."
——She lifted her skirt and took a seat. As his fingers touched the pure white keys, bursts of piano sounds gradually filled the venue. The sounds of piano and violin collided and intertwined, like enjoying a concert. The concert ended with piano.
At the moment it ended, Qi Song's heart beat very fast.
He almost felt that his heart was going to break.
——He spoke again: "Hey, don't cry. Brother Qi will protect you from now on."
——Whale: You don't have classes?
Song: Anyway, get out of class ends in about half an hour, so I'm secretly chatting with you.
Whale: Oh.
Whale: Listen carefully.
Qi Song lowered his head, chuckled, and replied to her.
Song: Yes.
——The man's eyebrows usually look a little stern when looking at people, but now they are a little gentle. His fingers are slender and slender, hooking the iron can. He is not wearing a school uniform, black trousers, and a white sweater on his upper body. His youthful energy is about to overflow.
She called him.
Qi Song Dynasty.
The man in front of him looked towards the source of the sound.
At this moment, he was surrounded by light.
The light fell on his shoulders and fell into his pure black eyes, and Qi Song, in an instant, seemed to have fallen into someone's heart.
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