Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied

"I just couldn't let her know. I will take care of you and make you laugh. How important you are to me. I regret not letting you know. I listen to you quietly and watch you fall asleep. ... "

"I just couldn't open her mouth to let her know. It was as simple as a few words. I couldn't do it. The whole heart was hanging in the air. I could only watch from a distance. I could do all this, but that person was no longer me ...

Floating slowly in the air with a bit of sad melody, Cheng Zhiyan's low voice mixed with the melodious background music of the song, digging into the ears of every classmate present.

At that moment, it seemed that everyone felt the sadness and sadness of secret love.

Obviously can see, but can't hold that person's hand.

Obviously, she likes her overflowing in love, but she can't keep talking about it, she can't say it.

Obviously every time I can find her figure in the crowd, but when she looks at herself, she quickly looks away.

And Cheng Zhiyan's clear and deep eyes always sang a layer of melancholy because he sang this song. Under the light, his thin and erect figure gave people a sense of independence.

At the end of the song, the students were still immersed in the sadness of secret crush, unable to extricate themselves, and for a short while, some people returned to God and took the lead to applaud.

Cheng Zhiyan smiled slightly and said "thank you" to the microphone.

"Mr. Cheng, sing another song !!!"

"Mr. Cheng, who do you like, can you tell me, that song sounds so sad to me."

"Yes, Teacher Cheng, didn't you say you wanted to confess?"

In the box that had been quiet for a long time, a voice of concern rang again.

Cheng Zhiyan smiled, instead of answering their questions, but said lightly: "Then I will sing a few more words to you."

"it is good!!"

In the eyes of everyone, he put down the microphone in his hand, walked to the small stage in the booth, reached out and took the guitar hanging on the wall, then dialed it a few times, adjusted the sound, and stood in front of the vertical microphone. Sat down on the high stool.

His white slender fingertips swept gently over the strings of the guitar, and a melodious guitar sound suddenly poured out from his fingertips.

After a simple intro, Cheng Zhiyan sang lowly:

"I can't see your smile, how can I fall asleep, your figure is so close, but I can't hold it. Without the earth, the sun will still go around, and for no reason, I can walk on my own ..."

While everyone was listening to him singing seriously, Cheng Zhiyan stopped abruptly.

He held the guitar with one hand and stopped the strings with the other, and then smiled and said to the class of students: "It's over."

"What!?"

"Mr. Cheng, how about you finish this song, how can you sing a few words?"

"Come on, Teacher Cheng, you sing really well."

Cheng Zhiyan looked at the students, smiled, stood up and hung the guitar back to the wall, and said lightly to them, "I just said a few words just now."

"Mr. Cheng, you sing all the songs of the crush !!"

"Teacher, what about confession?"

"By the way, let's say we want to witness?"

After a few seconds of stinging among the students, they started to coax back to Cheng Zhiyan, clamoring for him to confess to the person he had a crush on.