There were some light and shadow in his mind, too fast for him to grasp.

But some of the pieces were captured by him.

I don't know why, in his mind, it turned out to be the figure of him and a person.

And in the beacon fire, he held the person in his arms and passed through the beacon fire. His posture was so tight that it was the feeling of treating treasure.

When the man in his arms turned around, he saw a face of imperial dancing.

She was wearing a cheongsam with soft eyebrows and eyes. When she looked at him, she was full of trust and dependence. She was happy with that kind of emotion and focused eyes.

Han is also early surprised, a brake, almost hit the pole up.

His heart was still beating when he stopped the car.

He rubbed his eyebrows and thought again. He found that everything just happened was an illusion.

He closed his eyes and thought, is it because he often thinks of Huangqing dance recently, so he has hallucinations?

Han Yichu didn't think much. He continued to drive.

But driving, he always has a restless feeling in his heart. His heart is empty, but he always feels something.

He couldn't help thinking about Huang Qing dance in his mind.

This makes Han Yichu realize something. He finds that at this moment, his soul instinctively wants to see Huang Qingwu and find her.

Han Yichu almost did not understand what he thought in his heart, but that feeling could not be wrong.

With his heart beating, he stepped on the accelerator and turned directly towards the school.

At this time in the school, Huang Qing dance is watching the performance in front of the school playground.

She didn't want to come originally, but Lin Weiyue saw that she was stuffy all day long. She was afraid that something might happen to her, so she pulled her out to be lively.

When the party, the sky will be fireworks, we are excited to watch.

Huang Qingwu looked up at the fireworks, thought of a word, a moment of youth, fireworks lonely.

She felt that her past was just like the flourishing in a flash, and her heart was just as lonely as the fireworks.

What others see is excitement and happiness.

But her heart is lonely and painful, so it is lonely to see.

She has been looking up at the sky, looking at those bright fireworks, still remember, before the dust, Han Yichu in order to coax her happy, give her fireworks. He would be happy to see her smile.

But now it's not the same. Now Han Yichu is very different from him in the past.

Let her down, let her pain, even let her once want to let him go.

But in her heart, she loves that person too much, even if it's painful, she still can't let go.

She felt that the dream of the past was a torment to her.

Let her understand the love, also let her understand the pain.

Thinking about it, Huang Qingwu couldn't help crying.

Clearly is not a fragile person, or will cry for the feelings, if she is like this, let the elder brother see, certainly will not be angry.

So she didn't let Xiao die tell her brother about these things.

Han Yichu called Huang Qingwu, but no one answered him at all. He was in a hurry.

In the sound of fireworks, Han Yichu had a feeling that he was eager to find Huangqing dance.

He didn't know what to do to find her, but he only knew that he couldn't find her at this time. His heart was empty and uncomfortable.

He couldn't get through to the phone, but there was a voice in his mind telling her that in the place of fireworks, under the fireworks.

When he came to the square, he saw a lonely figure standing quietly, looking up at the sky.