Classmate Guan Guan looked at Lu Dongjie who was playing and singing on the stage with an incomprehensible expression. He seemed bohemian but secretly deep. He really wanted to open his head and see how it was structured inside.

But she didn't know that when a woman becomes curious about a man, it may mean the beginning of her liking.

“You can still take pictures with your hands on your arms,

Talking about the person he has been in love with since childhood

And those familiar songs,

If you would like to accompany me and stop by chance

That sunset is still beautiful,

Looking in the same direction as you

Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss…”

Lu Dongjie still whistled to end the song, but this time the fans felt different when they heard the whistle again, especially the older male reporters in the front row, but they could no longer hold back the tears in their eyes.

Wet, everyone's eyes were red and they pretended to wipe their glasses.

The older people grow up, the more they lose, and the more they lose, the more they miss. Time goes by, and people change. The farthest distance in the world is not separation between life and death, but the people and things we once knew.

It gradually became stranger.
Chapter completed!