The rest area is so full that she can only choose a relatively quiet place to stand.

She reached out her injured index finger and bent it gently, but she could not help thinking of the way he had just held her finger.

Zhao Siqing's cheek burned a little more immediately. She whispered to her index finger, "what shame are you doing? It's hemostasis ~ "

the index finger didn't respond to her, but she was still flustered by some residual heat.

At this time, the stage in the center of the shopping mall uploaded the host's excited voice: "now, applause, please The most popular new male singer Lu Qian!!! "

Zhao Siqing didn't hear much, but he clearly heard Lu Qian's name.

She froze for a few seconds and looked up in the direction of the stage.

A lot of people, people crowded, fortunately, the stage was built very high.

Before long, Lu Qian's figure appeared in Zhao Siqing's sight.

He was wearing a black shirt, holding a guitar in his arms, wearing a black ear stud on one side of the ear stud. His hair slightly covered his eyes. There was a light gloom between his eyebrows, but also a different gentleness.

He said nothing, sat in front of the microphone and sang directly, without even saying hello.

But even so, there are still countless fans crazy and screaming for him.

Until his singing began, the noisy meeting place was gradually quiet.

"Your paintings are messy, at this moment.

I think of the dove beside the fountain, sweet scattered.

I love you even though I'm pulled by emotion... "

Zhao Siqing looks at the man on the stage. He's lost his mind. He hasn't seen him for a long time. He seems to have changed a little, but he hasn't changed much.

She always knew that he liked singing, but also knew that he didn't like stage.

Zhao Siqing didn't expect to meet him here. He just felt that in a few months, all kinds of things had passed away.

It seems that Lu Qian is aware of this. When he looks up at Zhao Siqing, he is stunned for a few seconds.

She was wearing a pale pink skirt, so she stood there quietly, with cool temperament, soft eyes, and no reason to be in two worlds with all the people around him, so that he could not see anyone else except her.

Zhao Siqing didn't expect Lu Qian to look over, hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly to him, and said hello.

Across the crowd, Lu Qian showed a gentle smile to her, which instantly attracted a sharp scream from the female fans under the stage.

Zhao Siqing takes back his sight and doesn't look at Lu Qian again.

He remembers her well, but now she has changed. The only thing she can do is to hope that he is all right.

Zhao Siqing looks in the direction Huo Jingchen left to see if he has come back.

At this time, a shelf not far from Zhao Siqing's side suddenly began to tilt and fell towards her.

Zhao Siqing turned his back to this direction, so that he could not find out.

"Be careful!" There was a scream in the crowd.

Zhao Siqing was pushed for a while to avoid the falling shelf, but the edge of the shelf was sharp, or she scratched a blood mark on her arm.

There was a sharp pain on his arm, until he saw that he was hurt, Zhao Siqing was still a little confused.

That's about lying down and getting shot, right?

Or she is suffering from blood today!

She just waits for a person quietly, can she also be hit? Zhao Siqing thought that maybe he should find an immortal to make a divination for himself.