Childhood Sweethearts... Just the beauty revealed by these four words was enough to make people yearn for them.
Yu Liuliu's voice was very pleasant to hear.
She sat on the chair and plucked the strings. Her slightly narrowed eyes seemed to be immersed in her own small world.
In that Small World was her childhood sweetheart, the years they spent together.
One voice after another, one sentence after another, was transmitted to every corner of the auditorium.
The most shocking person was none other than Tang qianqi, who was standing alone in the shadow of the side entrance of the auditorium, avoiding everyone else.
His body had been stiff ever since he heard the host announce the title of the song that Yu Liuliu was going to sing.
It was not until she began to play and sing that his straight back did not relax at all. His gaze was deep and complicated as he looked at the people on the stage.
A melody with the breath of youth.
