Chapter 122

Lu Qingyi picked up the microphone and her expression was faint.

Someone at the bottom turned on the flashlight and kept waving his hands. Lu Qingyi's indifferent expression suddenly changed. She looked at the light and felt uncomfortable.

"Don't let go of those who can hold, and don't pull those who can hug. Time is rushing away, and what's left. Forgive those twists and turns, and what's left is true, even if it seems like half awake, laughing and crying.

Who knows, time is something that catches people off guard. It's windy when it's sunny and rainy sometimes. I can't compete with the past day and night. I steal green silk but keep you. Years are a journey that has no return. Good and bad are scenery. Don't blame me for being greedy, but I don't want to wake up... "

Lu Qing slowly raised the microphone to her lips. Her voice was clear and loud, and the song slowly flowed out of her mouth.

Very melodious.

The students of class 20 waved their mobile phones, so they stayed in midair and forgot to wave.

A song passed quickly. The students of class 20 haven't fully recovered. They even forgot to clap.

"My God, what else can sister Qing not do?"

Applause broke out suddenly, and someone couldn't help screaming.

The song is wonderful.

"Listen."

"I can't think of any adjectives other than beautiful."

"I love you so much."

"I really like the style of one by one."

"God, if you don't tell me, I haven't found that sister Qing's singing is like Yiyi."

"Ah, love, love."

“……”

Lu Qingyi slowly put down the microphone and returned to her seat in a low mood.

She hasn't sung for about five years. She doesn't think she deserves it.

"Sister Qing, are you the idol of Yiyi?"

Luo Jia asked, her face curious.

One one is a very popular singer five years ago. It became popular on the Internet by relying on a song. It also cooperated with June.

Her piano music was composed by June.

Oh, Lu Qingyi is June. Luojia suddenly remembered this question. She slapped herself on the forehead.

It's really a little stupid.

"I'm not. She doesn't deserve it."

Lu Qingyi pretended to take out her mobile phone carelessly, and her fingertips trembled.

Yes, she doesn't deserve it.

At the concert five years ago, the atmosphere was the same as today. Some people turned on a flashlight, shook their mobile phone, waved a fluorescent stick, and shouted and cheered.

A sudden fire ended the lives of many people, and the scene was in a mess. Lu Qingyi was flustered when he thought of the concert.

She was not afraid of death, but her heart trembled when so many innocent lives died in front of her.

Because of her.

"The fire was not her fault. She apologized. She is really kind. She has disappeared for so long now. We all miss her very much."

Luo Jia sighed. Many people have heard of the fire and have been on the news.

The fire is not all wrong. I heard that she was also injured in the fire. She also sent money to comfort the families who had an accident. She specially asked someone to take care of the injured.

Some things are really unavoidable, and Yiyi doesn't want to have such an accident. Although many people resented Yiyi at that time, they were relieved later.

A good concert has become like this. Yiyi certainly doesn't want to see it. She herself is innocent.

Her kindness is well known.

"She's not innocent at all."

Lu Qingyi was a little agitated, and her fingers gently clasped the table.

Yes, she's not innocent at all.

Many people think it's an accident, but only she knows it's not an accident. All the mistakes are on her.

Everyone knows that June and one is the best partner, but no one knows that June and one are the same person.

Yes, she is one.

Maybe it's too arrogant. She took it lightly. When she was a singer, a rich second generation always wanted her to take off her mask, but she refused indifferently.

At that time, he was only 14 years old. He didn't understand many things. He refused the rich second generation many times in a row.

She did not expect that the rich second generation would make such extreme behavior, and the fire was caught off guard that day.

She still had burn marks on her shoulders.

Later, she killed the rich second generation herself. That was the first time she killed. When her hands were covered with blood, she panicked and was never afraid.

Because of her blank identity, she escaped the pursuit of the police.

"Sister Qing, what happened between you and Yiyi? How do I feel that you hate her so much?"

Luo Jia reached out and grabbed Lu Qingyi's arm. She asked suspiciously.

No, two people who used to be so good.

The background of each song of one one one is the piano music played by June. Although they have never seen June, they also know that June and one one one are inseparable.

Lu Qingyi chuckled, "I don't hate her."

What she hates is only herself. It's her anyway. There's no big difference.

"Then you..."

"Don't mention the past."

Lu Qingyi took out her mobile phone and unlocked it. She opened her mouth carelessly.

It's all over, and it's meaningless to mention it again.

Maybe many people have forgotten it, but she still has a deep memory.

Luo Jia had a lot of reasons in her mind, but she didn't ask.

Lu Qingyi doesn't want to speak. She can't pry Lu Qingyi's mouth open.

The activity went on normally, and no one found the sadness in Lu Qingyi's eyes.

"Sister Qing, do you still keep your word? It's the undergraduate who treats you to dinner."

Towards the end of the activity, a boy shouted with a microphone.

"Count."

Lu Qingyi nodded.

She never likes to go back on what she said, unless the situation is special. Besides, it doesn't matter whether she is present or not for dinner. It's ok if the money is in place.

"Sister Qing, I want to say a word to you. You don't need any response. Of course, I don't deserve your response. That is, Lu Qingyi, I like you."

The boy held the microphone. His voice was so loud that he almost roared out.

Lu Qingyi is too excellent and has a boyfriend. He can't climb up, but he still wants to say what he buried in his heart.

After graduation, I don't want to leave any regrets for myself.

Lu Qingyi: "

Lu Qingyi took the hand of the mobile phone. She casually raised her eyes. There was no superfluous emotion at the bottom of her eyes. She was very calm.

Yes, it's peace.

"Sister Qing, I like you too."

"Count me, count me."

"I like you very much, too."

“……”

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds, and the boys in the class began to shout.