Chapter 637 You Haven’t Met Me, I Haven’t Loved You (7)

——I'm really sorry, I will never treat you as her again...

Song Qingchun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a dull pain in her chest, as if a knife had been stabbed violently.

She subconsciously raised her hand and covered her chest, as if she wanted to use such a clumsy and silly move to stop her heart from breaking, but no matter how hard she pressed her hand on her chest, her heart still kept beating. The dots shattered into pieces.

When she was in his company, her heart ached from the moment he said these words, but it wasn't until this moment that she realized that her heart had always been painfully painful.

This kind of pain made Song Qingchun instinctively cover her chest and bend down. Her eyes turned red, and before tears came to her eyes, a beautiful colorful feather shuttlecock fell at her feet.

"Sister, it's your turn, it's your turn!" A small white hand picked up the shuttlecock at her feet and shouted happily.

It's her turn? What's her turn? Song Qingchun took a deep breath, suppressed the sourness rolling in her heart, and slowly raised her head, seeing a little girl about five years old standing in front of her. She looked like a doll, very cute, she reluctantly He forced out a gentle smile: "What's my turn?"

"Sing..." The little girl didn't recognize the situation at all. She grabbed her hand and tried to pull her up.

Song Qingchun looked confused and was about to ask the little girl what happened when a girl who looked like a college student ran up to her and explained to her: "Miss, it's like this. We play a game here, which is throwing shuttlecocks." , whoever the shuttlecock falls in front of will come and sing a song with our band.”

As the female college student spoke, she pointed to the place not far away where Song Qingchun first saw several men and women singing.

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Song Qingchun was almost forcefully dragged to the microphone by the five-year-old girl.

There were many spectators gathered in the park. Many people had come forward to sing songs when they were hit by the shuttlecock just now, so they all started cheering and applauding.

There was even a young boy who came up to her with an IPAD and asked her to pick a song.

Having already reached this point, Song Qingchun couldn't refuse, so he lowered his eyes to the song list. There were hundreds of songs packed with titles, and Song Qingchun saw the first song that he could sing. Then, he raised his finger and pointed it, saying, "This is it."

That was her favorite song when she watched "I Am a Singer", "Lost Sandbank".

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The familiar accompaniment played, and Song Qingchun, accompanied by several college student bands, slowly began to sing softly.

When she reached the climax of the song, all the details she and Su Zhinian had yesterday came to mind like a tide.

"...I don't necessarily want you to come back. I just want you to look at the sea again. When I look back, I find that you are not there, leaving me with my circuitous wandering..."

When she heard about his name for a long time in school, she actually didn't care about him at all.

When she came home from school, she was told that he would live in her home for a year. She shook hands with him generously and said hello.

She was the little bully that no one dared to mess with at home, but he left her alone in the shopping mall when he moved into her home, leaving her penniless and wearing high heels for a long time. Her feet were worn out and she hated Through him.

She was pestered by a boy from the school next door. Song Cheng was abroad and Qin Yinan was in the south. It was him who drove her to and from school every day, making the boy afraid to approach.