"He had searched for me for ten years."

"Ten years, 3,650 days and nights... Of the 3,650 days and nights, there was always one I didn't know him and was walking with me."

"We smiled and looked at the sky, chatted and chatted until wept..."

In the singing voice, Song Qingchun held the microphone, staring at the flashing multicolored lights in front of her eyes, and continued gently: "He is not my original, but it is my final."

"Meet him, meet the most beautiful obsession."

"We all seem to have been loved by someone, and those dreams are perfectly helpless..."

Without rehearsal and without predicting in advance, Su Zhinian raised the microphone to his mouth at the moment when Song Qingchun's words were settled, and took her words: "I am lucky, I am looking for, there is no stone sinking in the sea, ten years later , I met her on the high school campus."

"A lot of similar gentleness, but also different sadness..."

In some pictures, Song Qingchun experienced it, but she didn’t remember it, but she saw it in his diary, and she slowly said to the microphone that she didn’t remove from her mouth: "You know the most painful thing in the world What is the distance? The most painful distance in the world is that he has been looking for me, but I have forgotten him."

"Two friends for many years, two reasons for love to come and go..."

With the singing as the background, Su Zhinian recalled the reunion of the young age in the lightest tone: "Although she didn't remember me at that time, but she can see her time every day, it is really touching, she is wearing a school uniform and standing in the supermarket She looked like she bought water before, and she went to the office with her thick workbook. The picture of her laughing with her classmates on the playground is the most gorgeous color in my gray-white life."

"After the events, we are telling the story on the roadside..."

Listening to Su Zhinian's words, Song Qingchun's eyes were filled with thorny mist. She tried to raise her lips and keep a steady tone. When his words were settled, she said: "Although at that time , I don’t remember him, but the time I’m silently loved by a person every day is really touching. He fought against a bad word from me and the National People’s Congress. He went to the nightclub as a waiter to buy me a gift I like. When I go home alone on the night of school, he will follow him far behind..."

Song Qingchun is not an insensible person. When Su Zhinian warms her heart, she can't help but say some sensational words to him.

At this time, it was her first time, in front of so many people, to speak so hypocritically.

But she didn't have the kind of timidity, bashfulness, and embarrassment she had imagined, but instead her heart became exceptionally peaceful and calm.

"That dream that was slapped in the face, like thunder rumbling..." In the thunder of the box music, Song Qingchun puffed his eyes and continued to say what he just added: "...I think, the best in my life Luck is when I met Su Zhinian."

"We have all been forgotten, for a long time..."

As the climax of music arrived, his and her stories also culminated in a climax.

Su Zhinian spoke, still using such a light tone: "God treats me not badly, one chance coincidence, I stayed at her house, but it was a bit bad, that is when she greeted me, I hurt her Hands, which upset her."