spend your youth with you

Chapter 822 Is This Song Written For Her?
"You and I were young, growing up with you..."

The boy's soft voice echoed.

"listen well……"

"It is said that he wrote the lyrics and arranged the music himself..."

"Really? I'll go, it's too awesome!"

"Hey, do you think the lyrics are based on his own story?"

"No way, he has a childhood sweetheart? Which girl is so lucky..."

Su Haohao listened in silence.

Did he write it?
Yes, for her?

Her chest was filled with a lot of strong emotions, causing her slender fingers to hold the cup tightly.

On the stage, the sound of the music had stopped at some point, and the young man in thin clothes had already got up, walked down the stage with his guitar in hand.

He walked quite simply and without mercy.

Below is still the sound of Yishui's urgency.

Su Haohao quickly regained his senses, gulped down the yogurt anxiously, half of his head hurt from the ice, covered his head with his schoolbag on his back, turned around and ran away.

Backstage lounge.

"Ye Yao, it's still early, why don't we go to a roadside stall for supper?"

Huang Mao came over and said with a smile.

Ye Yao lowered her head and put on her coat, her voice was a little hoarse: "No, I'm not feeling well tonight."

"Ok."

Huang Mao felt very sorry, but he probably guessed it.

Ye Yao carried her schoolbag and walked out the door.

Qin Feifan has been silent since just now, staring at his back with complicated eyes.

From the live effect during this period, they also saw that in a short period of time, he has attracted many fans. He has good looks, talent, and great singing skills. This kind of character can completely fly solo.

It can even be said that in their band, they held him back.

Looking at the direction he left, Qin Feifan had a premonition that this pearl would be discovered sooner or later, and then it would be even more dazzling...

In the alley behind the bar.

Su hid behind several large trash cans, pinched his nose, and looked at the front door.

A lot of people came in and out occasionally, but there was no familiar figure.

I can't help feeling a little discouraged.

This guy, isn't he leaving here tonight?
I was thinking about going back to have a look, but just as I got up, I saw the door in front of me open.

Su Hao quickly squatted down.

Tilting his head, he saw a familiar figure in school uniform through the trash can.

Ye Yao!

Su Haohao's eyes lit up immediately, waiting for him to walk away, he quickly got up, and followed him cautiously.

Following behind, holding the schoolbag with both hands, seeing the figure in front of him lowering his head all the way, as if a little tired, he covered his lips and let out a low cough from time to time.

Does he have a cold?
Su Haohao suddenly remembered that he was wearing a thin T-shirt this morning...

Must have caught a cold.

He frowned, blaming himself very much.

Follow him quietly.

Ye Yao walked to the bus stop and waited alone.

When she lowered her eyes, the bangs on her forehead slightly blocked her eyes, her facial features were bathed in neon lights, her skin was white enough to be transparent, exuding an indifference that repulsed people thousands of miles away.

Many passers-by around couldn't help discussing excitedly.

Soon, the bus came, he stepped on it, and everyone else followed.

Su hesitated for a while, but still bravely ran over, and finally ran in before the car door closed.

At first, he was afraid that Ye Yao would find out, but Su took good care of it with his schoolbag, only to realize that he was sitting by the window and closed his eyes as soon as he got in the car.

There was some tiredness on his face.

Su pursed his lips well, but before he could react, he was suddenly pushed forward.

(End of this chapter)