Madam, president loves you secrectly

She walked on the road she had walked last night. Every step and every action seemed to be tearing herself.

The road can go back, but time can't. If time can go back to last night, she would rather she didn't come. If she didn't come, she wouldn't know such a cruel fact.

Brother Junxiao is only using himself, his appearance and Qingqing's deliberate arrangement at that time to deal with Grandpa, but Grandpa will target brother Junxiao because of his mother. There is only one sentence: all the reasons are her song Manxi.

She doesn't know whether she should cry or laugh. If she smiles, her heart is clearly in pain. If she cries, she thinks all this is ridiculous. Obviously, she didn't participate, but the central figure is her.

Thought of the words that brother Junxiao scolded himself: "to sum up, that is to say, if it wasn't for the damn old man, you thought I would say those words? You thought you were something in my eyes."

She can only follow this road, laughing and crying, like a fool, more like a madman.

She knew that she was wrong in love and loved someone she shouldn't love, but she just couldn't let go, just didn't want him to make mistakes again and again. The two demands she put forward are destined to entangle them.

Dazed, she stood in front of an audio-visual store in T city with scarlet eyes. The long song came out. She subconsciously looked up and looked at the rows of tall trees at the door of the audio-visual store. Unfortunately, it was a camphor tree, not a banyan tree.

But everything seems to have happened yesterday, but it has already changed.

Song Manxi paused at the door for a while, alleviated the tears in his eyes, put on his black framed glasses to cover the injury to the fundus of his eyes, and then pushed open the store door covered by the plastic curtain.

When she came to the counter, she scanned the environment here for a week. The environment was deep. Because it was a weekend, many people patronized, but some people were not picking videos or auditioning in the audition area. She took back her sight and asked, "boss, do you still have a song disc of Gardenia bloom?"

In recent years, due to the rapid development of high technology, this kind of video disc has gradually left people's living area, but there are still some people who maintain their unique style and habits, that is, they like to listen to songs in the form of video disc or tape recorder, but this is very few.

The song "Gardenia bloom" is a classic and a legend, but after all, more than ten years have passed, and it has changed from being popular to being calm.

In recent years, song Manxi is not in China, and he is not sure whether there is any.

The boss raised his head from the counter and glanced at her. He was not happy. He looked like a business: "yes, the third floor of area B."

With that, he continued to play the game on his mobile phone.

Song Manxi thanked him, went to area B, found the video disc with some old traces, went to the audition area, put in the song disc, put on his headphones, and pressed the selection button of the song Gardenia bloom.

Crisp and with some vicissitudes of life, the song came out of the earphone quietly, with constantly surging memories, full of song Manxi's mind. At that time, the love was very ordinary, very indifferent and not so deep, so there was not so much harm.

That year, she didn't love him so much.

Her eyes, looking at the blue sky outside the window, recalled the early autumn of that year.