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043 Order a song for her, sing for you

Both of them fell into silence all of a sudden. Indeed, this kind of situation where a friend who gets along well around them turned out to be a thief was a first experience for them, and they felt angry and uncomfortable.

Especially Zong Bairong, after all, Li Qing is her deskmate and is all girls. She always talks about everything, but now she has to start to be on guard against others.

Moreover, they have a common deskmate Cong Xin, who Cong Xin doesn't know anything. If she is as big as before, will she be deceived by Li Qing? But how should she tell Cong Xin about this?

Thinking of this, Zong Bairong couldn't help but sigh.

Luo Xiaoyao heard the sigh keenly. He thought about it and felt that it was difficult to have such a wonderful night to get along with Zong Bairong like this, but in the end, the girl became unhappy and depressed. How bad would that be?

So he decided to mobilize the atmosphere.

"Running with the wind is the direction. Dare to love, hate, bravely venture out. No matter how big the risk or how big the waves are, there will be tacit gaze..."

The song came out of his mouth. He thought for a while before he decided to sing "Running". After all, the song was cheerful and very appropriate.

Zong Bai couldn't help laughing, "Daxia Luo, are you very excited, singing at night?" Moreover, his singing is pretty good, his voice is very clear and recognizable, making people feel very good.

"Haha, my brother can't do anything else, it's no problem to sing. Come on, little sister, just click on the song you like, brother will sing it to you!"

"Really?" Zong Bairong's interest was motivated by him, and he no longer thought about the things that bothered her. "You can sing whatever I ordered?"

"You can come here!"

"Well, Cong Xin has a lyrics book that specifically copy some lyrics that she thought were very artistic. I read them when I was fine during the day. Wait, I think about the good songs she wrote in it."

"No, Bai Rong, do you usually don't listen to music? Listening to music while doing homework is the standard for our high school students!"

"What? That's the standard for you poor students who don't study hard. I'm a good student, and I never use it in one's own mind, okay?"

"Brave, I wonder who was reading novels while hanging water?"

"This is saving time. If you hadn't tempted me with "What Things in the Ming Dynasty", I would definitely not have read novels at that time, and I would have read textbooks to study."

Luo Xiaoyao couldn't help laughing. Zong Bairong, who was fighting with him like this, was not as cold as in school, and had a "living" atmosphere.

"Okay, okay, you're right. Come and have some songs quickly. Xiaoyao record machine has been waiting for a long time."

"Well, Cong Xin likes to listen to the songs of the Fairy Sword recently, so you can sing it, that one, that one is called "I Will Not Change in This Life"!"

Zong Bairong lowered his head and thought for a while before finally giving the answer. Of course, Luo Xiaoyao was not very satisfied with the answer.

"I asked what songs you want to hear and what songs you like, what do you choose Cong Xin like for? She is not here."

"You are so troublesome, you, Cong Xin likes what I like, hurry up, sing!" Zong Bairong fought back directly, "Oh, don't you don't know how to sing on purpose and find reasons to shirk it!"

"How could it be? I will definitely sing. For the sake of Xiaoyao, who has the same name as me, I also went to see the Immortal Sword 3. Although the protagonist there is not Li Xiaoyao, wait, I want to tune it."

Zong Bairong smiled silently. She felt very comfortable with Luo Xiaoyao. Moreover, on this evening, he rode her on a bicycle and sang to her, making her feel like her heart was pounding and leaping, and she was very comfortable and relaxed. At this time, the person in front opened his voice.

"I'm invalidating yesterday. Now I'm in front of you. I want to love--oh, no, it's another one, I'll think about it again."

Zong Bairong has become silent and can't stop her smile. Luo Xiaoyao has mixed up the songs, which is so cute.

"Looking back, I never walked away, I looked at it, I didn't change my life. It's too difficult to disperse and not get used to it, no matter how you calculate it, I'll be braver after separation-"

“Good sound

, I really didn't expect you to sing so well." Zong Bairong applauded.

"Maybe, this is talent!" Then Luo Xiaoyao showed off decisively, "You sing too, I'll listen to what you sing?"

"I'm not fully tuned and it's easy to get out of tune. I'm not as good as you." Zong Bairong quickly rejected this proposal. It would be a disaster for her to sing, so she quickly changed the topic, "By the way, I remember that our Changshui TV station seems to have a channel that specializes in ordering songs. If you want to listen to any songs, call or text messages, do you know?"

Luo Xiaoyao did not expect Zong Bairong to mention this song ordering stage. His heart suddenly swayed, but his face seemed to be nothing, "I know, I've ordered it for someone."

"Is that true?" Zong Bairong's curiosity was aroused, "Who did you give it to?"

"A playmate from my childhood later separated, lost and could not be found, so I ordered a song for her, hoping that she could see, hear, and remember me..."

He was silent for a while, with a bitter smile on his lips, and finally, he slowly made a low voice.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it--" Zong Bairong didn't expect that such a casual question would arouse some of Luo Xiaoyao's sad past. He quickly apologized, but before he finished speaking, he was snatched by Luo Xiaoyao.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not sad because in the end, she heard it."

The bitter smile on the corner of Luo Xiaoyao's mouth gradually disappeared, becoming glory and gratitude, and his eyes were filled with glory again. What does it matter if she didn't hear the songs on TV? In reality, she heard the songs, and these songs were all sang by him in person. She also praised him for singing them well, how good, how good...

Zong Bairong looked at the back of the big boy in front of him. Although she couldn't see his expression and heard what he had just said as if he had let go, she also felt keenly that he was still a little sad.

And she was also infected by his emotions. She remembered something, something that was very regretful to her. She thought about it and decided to share it with him.

"I studied in the countryside in elementary school, and later I had to go back to the city to go to middle school. My classmates specially prepared a farewell party for me, but I didn't get anything done at home." She lowered her head and recalled that time passed so quickly, and that was all five years ago. "Later, I heard that they went to the song-ordering station to order me a song and say goodbye to me, but unfortunately, I didn't hear it either."

"I always feel very sorry, but it's a pity that time is fleeting like water and I can't go back."
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