"The sky is blue and the breeze brings spring."
“Laughter and joy embellished our childhood.”
"At the most ignorant age, I met you."
When the figure walked out of the shadows, Wei Lai's face appeared under the light. The clothes he specially chose today, paired with a pink scarf, made his handsome face look particularly soft.
Except for a few people in the audience, most people thought that he was a new generation star specially invited by the mall.
"The low table, the triangular and square beads, you should have sat in the back."
"I like to see your smile."
"If that prank had never happened, there would be no future for you and me."
"The morning sun dispelled the fog, the alley in front of my house."
"You always show up first."
After walking around the stage, Wei Lai found a seat, sat down with the microphone in his hand, his feet dangling on the edge of the stage, his eyes looking at the girl in the audience.
"I like your eyes."
"The classroom blackboard and the mottled desks blurred the white lines."
"Anger and stubbornness, take my hand, and it all dissipates under your gaze."
"Running on the playground, falling down and standing up again."
"I refuse to accept defeat, but so what."
"Time passes by without a trace, and never returns."
"Holding hands and hugging, feeling lost and confused."
"I love holding your hand!"
"A hug doesn't have to be face to face; the heartbeat on your back shouldn't be missed."
"Bending at the knees, you and I leap over each other, yet we cannot escape."
"The warmth left on the bus seats lingers on the past."
"Carefully dodge, but the heart quietly clings."
“Strive for the future, not for the future, but for the rest of your life.”
"The answer you gave me about love, after thinking and doing it, are you satisfied?"
Jumping down from the stage, Wei Lai put a pink scarf on Qingting and hugged her tightly.
In her ear, he whispered softly:
"If you are satisfied, can you agree to be my girlfriend?"
"Of course." Qingting had tears in her eyes. After thinking for a while, she bit Wei Lai's ear again.
"What are you doing? There are so many people watching!"
Feeling the stinging pain in his ears, Wei Lai still didn't dare to let go of Qingting, otherwise there would be no way to end it.
"I don't care about that. It's a love letter. Even if the lyrics are the love letter, that's fine."
"Can you please just owe me that for now? I'll give it to you when I get home."
Wei Lai requested with a bitter face.
At this time, he still needs a bicycle. Only his Xiaoting would do such a thing.
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