Please Put on Your Vest, Madam

Remember for a second【】

Do you think he's just a small shop owner?

Tang Yaxin chuckled lightly.

No, how could Xu Boyan be just a small shop owner?

A lot of people don't know, but she does. Many people think that Xu Boyan is not worthy of Lu Qingyi, but she knows that Lu Qingyi is not worthy of Xu Boyan.

Xiao Yi asked back, Isn't it?

He is not the only one who thinks so, many people think so.

You will understand in the future. Tang Yaxin sighed, By the way, my name is Tang Yaxin.

Xiao Yi frowned, the name seemed a little familiar.

Can you give me one of the candies in your hand?

She lowered her eyes to look at the big white rabbit toffee in Xiao Yi's hand, her expression a little lonely.

Xu Boyan knew that Lu Qingyi liked to eat white rabbit toffee, but he never knew that she also liked Tang Yaxin.

She liked it since she was a child. She had mentioned it to Xu Boyan more than once, but Xu Boyan never remembered it.

I really don't like it. Tang Yaxin suddenly felt a special pain in her heart.

Give you.

Xiao Yi put all the candy in Tang Yaxin's hand, then turned his head and left.

He didn't like the taste of candy, but he really missed the taste of white rabbit toffee.

Not because Lu Qingyi liked it, but because someone once gave him a white rabbit toffee when he was the most sad. The candy was very sweet, which rekindled his hope.

The memory is vague, he can't remember the outline, but only remembers that such a person had appeared in his life.

Tang Yaxin peeled off the sugar coating and put the toffee in her mouth, she suddenly laughed.

This was the taste she liked, Xu Boyan never knew it, and tears could not stop flowing from his eyes.

It's very uncomfortable.

From Kyoto to Jincheng,

It was because of Xu Boyan, but that man's eyes never stayed on her.

Her insistence seemed really pointless.

Thinking of her mother's words, Tang Yaxin once thought that she should give up, but is she really reluctant?

After liking Xu Boyan for so long, is it so easy to let go?

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Where are you going to live tomorrow?

Xu Boyan poured a glass of milk for Lu Qingyi, he asked softly.

There is a party tonight. All the boarding students in the third year of high school will leave the school tomorrow. Xu Boyan knows that the girl does not want to go home.

Back to town.

Lu Qingyi spoke without any hesitation.

After going to Kyoto, she may rarely come back, but she wants to go back and have a look.

Grandma's cemetery is still in the town, she wants to go back to remove the weeds.

Go back to Kyoto first, I'll go look for you after the college entrance examination results come out.

Xu Boyan didn't say it, Lu Qingyi could also know that Xu Boyan was very busy, and he probably stayed here because of her.

She doesn't like to delay other people's affairs, even if Xu Boyan is willing.

Okay, remember to call me.

Xu Boyan shook his phone and said.

I really want to be with my kids.

Then I'll go back to the classroom first. I'll go back to the town early tomorrow, so I don't have to wait for me to have breakfast.

It's obvious that a WeChat message can explain things clearly, and Lu Qingyi doesn't know why he has to come and say it in person.

Maybe, she just wanted to talk to Xu Boyan more and see him more.

When Lu Qingyi returned to the classroom, the activities organized in the class had already begun.

Sister Qing, where did you go?

The table has been moved to the edge of the classroom, with a large open space in the middle, Luo Jiala Lu Qingyi sat down beside him.

They had been looking for Lu Qingyi just now, and they couldn't find her after looking around.

Lu Qingyi said, I went to a small shop.

Luo Jia: ...

Well, she ate another bowl of dog food.

Classmates, three years are really short, and it's over in a flash. There is no such thing as a feast in the world. You have now finished the college entrance examination, and you have graduated. I hope you can all be admitted to the university of your choice. Jin.

Yang Liu stood on the podium, her voice was a little choked, and many feelings were only revealed when they were about to part.

After getting along for so long, she is very reluctant to part now.

Teacher, we miss you.

Teacher, we don't want to graduate.

I want to cry now.

I thought there was still a long time, but I didn't think the time was running out.

Before graduating, I really wanted to graduate, but now I feel very sad after graduating.

...

The emotions of the students were moved by Yang Liu.

Lu Qingyi didn't feel much, just felt noisy.

Next, some people performed talents, some people performed sketches, some people sang, Lu Qingyi leaned on the chair, with headphones in his ears, his expression was indifferent.

She was not moved by the atmosphere in the classroom at all, and her whole person revealed a sense of indifference.

Sister Qing, I'm calling you.

Luo Jia poked Lu Qingyi's arm and said.

Lu Qingyi's brows moved, and she casually took off her earphones with doubts in her eyes.

Sister Qing.

^0^ Remember one second【】

Sister Qing.

Sister Qing.

Miss Qing...

One after another, the voices sounded, especially neat and loud.

Lu Qingyi: ???

So, what happened?

They asked you to go up and sing a song.

Luo Jia looked at Lu Qingyi's puzzled eyes, and she reminded.

Lu Qingyi is in June, the piano music is so good, the singing should not be too bad, right? They were all very curious about Lu Qingyi's singing.

I do not know.

Lu Qingyi raised her eyelids lazily, but she refused without giving any face.

No, it's because of laziness.

Class 20: ...

Can you not refuse so bluntly?

In fact, they didn't believe that Lu Qingyi couldn't sing at all. In their minds, Lu Qingyi was versatile and omnipotent.

It's okay, Sister Qing, can you just sing a few words?

Sister Qing, we won't laugh at you.

Sister Qing, can you give me some face?

Here's one, I've ordered all the songs for you.

Miss Qing...

The classmates in class 20 were instantly unhappy. They firmly believed that Lu Qingyi's singing was good, and even if it wasn't good, it wasn't too bad.

Lu Qingyi: ...

Qing Yi, now that they have graduated, just sing a few words to satisfy their curiosity.

Yang Liu also felt a little helpless, she looked at Lu Qingyi and said.

Not to mention her classmates, she herself is very curious, Lu Qingyi is like a treasure girl in her eyes.

Okay, what do you sing?

Lu Qingyi was a little helpless, she stood up reluctantly and walked slowly to the podium.

She is not in a high mood for singing, and she is not in the mood for much.

Let's come to The Thief of the Years, it's more appropriate.

Jiang Yumeng adjusted the accompaniment, and she handed the microphone to Lu Qingyi.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^