Chorus

In the rainy season, we share an umbrella. Three years later. "Ji Zhisheng, come here." He Xu touched the back of her neck. Shrinking his neck subconsciously. "Can you please stop chirping all the time in the future!" She raised her four paws "I swear!" ---------- "Shengsheng, this thing will be handed over to you in a moment." Ji Zhisheng weighed the weight, "Yeah, it's a bit heavy." He looked at the silver key in his hand with satisfaction. [A talented music student who has a habit of blowing up hair x a calm and composed producer]