122 Those memories bring pain_1

Lu Qingyi picked up the microphone, her expression indifferent.

Someone in the audience continually waved a flashlight. Seeing the light, a change flickered across her usually composed face, her heart suddenly clenching uncomfortably.

"Hold on to what you can grasp, embrace what you can. Time rushes by, leaving bare remnants. Forgive the twists and turns we've walked through, what is left is all sincere. Even when half waking up, laughing, crying, it is all joy.

Who would have thought, time is a spontaneous thing. Fair weather with wind, overcast weather with rain. Unable to defy time, cherishing the past. Time has stolen away my youth, but it left you. Time is a one-way journey, both the good and bad are scenery. Do not blame my greed because I do not wish to wake..."

Lu Qingyi slowly brought the microphone to her lips, her voice crisp and resonant, slowly leaking out with her song.

It was beautiful.

The class of twenty had their mobiles raised, forgetting to wave.