Chapter 241

Night only grill palace thousand glass anxious, and hit a sentence: "Liuli, I'll wait for you at the school gate, you don't worry, oh, slowly do the topic."

She comforted Gong Qianli and sat down in the rest area outside the school gate.

At the same time, Pei Yichen also led Mrs. Qiao towards the school gate.

For the safety of students, parking is not allowed at the school gate. Mrs. Qiao wants to see her granddaughter, but regardless of her image, she goes directly into the glass covered rest area with Pei Yichen.

Xingyao college is known as the city's first noble college, it is worthy of.

Not to mention how perfect the architectural design of the school is, even the entrance of the school belongs to the green belt along the way. The rest area made of glass is equipped with white cool chairs for rest.

To pass the time, I listen to music with earphones.

There was a sudden "Dong" sound in the earphone. It was the member of the entertainment committee who lost the score and asked her to take a picture and send it.

Night's only reply: just a moment.

She pulled down the shoulder strap of her schoolbag and accidentally pulled off her earphone when she was looking for music scores to take pictures. The music in her mobile phone was played out.

It's just a random loop to the old songs of the '90s.

Afraid of disturbing others, the only night to press the pause.

After taking photos of the music scores, the only thing that night found was that one or two lines of vision always seemed to fall on him.

She raised her head slightly, looked left and right, and happened to be opposite an old lady sitting on the opposite seat.

The old lady is kind and kind, which makes people feel kind at the first sight.

The only smile in the night is kindness.

But unexpectedly, the kind old lady across the street suddenly spoke to her, "I didn't expect that there are still young girls listening to this song."

The night is only slightly stunned.

It's not that she likes it, it's her father.

Her father's biggest hobby is not to run a business to make money, but to sing. In order to achieve something, she has no time and energy to fulfill her singing dream.

When she was a child, she always heard her father sing songs when he was relaxing at home, and the old song just played randomly was his favorite.

She remembers very well, so she keeps it in her cell phone all the time.

Even if you have changed many mobile phones, you will download songs, which is a way to miss your father.

Thinking of this, night's only calm expression explained, "this is my father's favorite song."

Looking at her age, Mrs. Qiao thought of her poor son when she mentioned her father.

Mrs. Qiao sighed, and seemed to miss, "my son, also likes to listen to that song."

This old song was popular for a long time at that time, and it has become a classic for people now.

"But why do you say you used to like it? Don't you like it now? "

"No, because my father has passed away."

Because the memory of Joe's father stayed in the past, so that favorite song can never be changed.

Night only don't feel these things shame, she is very calm, just mention father, look also some lost.

Mrs. Qiao secretly reproached herself for asking the wrong question, "little girl, I'm really sorry. I asked something I shouldn't have said."

Night only shook his head, "it doesn't matter grandma, mention father, I just miss."

Mrs. Qiao felt that she had a good relationship with the little girl opposite.

They all like that old song. They are all dead.

The little girl looks as old as her granddaughter.

Old lady Qiao suddenly asked, "little girl, what's your name?"