Tokyo: The story begins with a confession.

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Seeing that Zhou Yuqing was no longer going to talk to her, Wang Weiwei went downstairs.

After all, she has to bear the consequences of her actions, whether good or bad, and all she can do is give her a hug when she's hurt.

When Zhou Yuqing saw the message from Uesugi Kenichi, she was about to reply immediately, but then she felt that it would be embarrassing to do so.

He then angrily put down his phone.

So what if you ignored me today? Hmph, fine, I'll ignore you too.

Three minutes passed like this. She kept checking her phone, thinking she would reply to Uesugi Kenichi when he sent her another message.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Yuqing was so angry she was about to smash her phone.

Ah, she pulled a teddy bear from the bed and punched it a few times, muttering "I'll beat you to death, you big bad guy."

That made me feel a little better.

"They actually stopped replying to my messages because I didn't," Zhou Yuqing's pretty face was now filled with anger.

A few minutes later, she sent a message to Uesugi Kenichi.

Then, in an instant, I felt like I had no backbone, that I had given up so quickly.

Embarrassed, she immediately covered her head with the blanket and made muffled noises.

Yes, he's rude and doesn't reply to messages, but I'm different.

Would a good kid like me read someone's message and not reply?

Zhou Yuqing kept finding excuses for herself, and after a while she finally poked her head out from under the covers, patted her cheeks, and calmed herself down.

After seeing Zhou Yuqing's message, Uesugi Kenichi immediately clicked on it.

snort!

...

"It seems he really is a little angry," Uesugi Kenichi thought.

Chapter 353

"I'm not lying to you, I've really been busy all day, that's why I haven't been able to reply to messages." Uesugi Kenichi replied with a message along with a black charcoal emoji.

"Hmph, I don't care. You haven't spoken to me all day, so you'd better think about how to apologize." Jiang Qingqing had a beautiful smile on her face, and her expressive eyes curved into crescents.

"So, what do you think is the best way to apologize?" Uesugi Kenichi typed in reply.

How about this, you sing me another song and I'll forgive you? Jiang Qingqing's face was full of smugness, like a kitten that had stolen some food.

"Alright then," Uesugi Kenichi replied.

Then I sent a voice message invitation.

Jiang Qingqing's hand trembled so much when she saw the voice message invitation from Uesugi Kenichi that she almost dropped her phone off the bed.

She peeked out, glanced around furtively, and only clicked the accept button when she saw that Wang Weiwei wasn't in the dormitory.

Hello, can you hear me?

I can hear you! Why did you suddenly send a voice message? You startled me.

A soft, sweet voice, with a uniquely clear and melodious quality, reached Uesugi Kenichi's ears, stirring up a strange feeling within him.

What's wrong? Didn't you say you wanted to listen to music? How can you listen without voice?

"Oh yeah," Jiang Qingqing tapped her head, realizing she had asked a silly question.

"Who told you to send that suddenly? You startled me!" Jiang Qingqing said playfully. "Hurry up and sing!"

"Okay, so what kind of songs would you like to hear?" Uesugi Kenichi asked.

Either is fine, preferably something like Twelve. I prefer folk music. Jiang Qingqing raised her voice slightly.

"Then why do you say it's all fine?" Uesugi Kenichi rolled his eyes.

"Hey, hurry up and sing!" Jiang Qingqing said playfully.

"Let me think about it," Uesugi Kenichi thought for a moment, and then a song popped into his mind.

After clearing his throat, Uesugi Kenichi began to speak:

A car drove by after the rain.

We drove through the pale twilight.

The old tin roof of Nankai University stands, but my lover is no longer here.

Listen to the poetry radio station under the thick smoke.

An emotionless cough, at least makes the journey home seem more pleasant.

The strings have lost their grace.

The child who listened to songs at night is no longer seen.

A monologue on the fleeting nature of time.

Turn the hardships into a cassette tape.

A heart already weary and worn out.

Crushed into the ages.

Let me grow old, and let loneliness never wake up.

You long to leave.

There's just nowhere to stop.

Let's sing.

...

Jiang Qingqing was wearing headphones and listening to Uesugi Kenichi's song, lost in thought.

She didn't know what she was thinking at that moment; she only felt a strange sadness, and her nose felt a little sore.

Her beautiful eyes also became somewhat glistening.

Just as I was engrossed in the conversation, the sound suddenly stopped.

"Why did you stop singing?" Jiang Qingqing asked, sniffling.

"I don't remember what happened next?" Uesugi Kenichi said somewhat embarrassedly.

Jiang Qingqing felt like punching someone: "You don't even remember the song you wrote yourself?"

"There's nothing I can do if I don't remember." Uesugi Kenichi said with a hint of helplessness.

Jiang Qingqing: So what's the name of your song?

Kenichi Uesugi: Ideal Thirty Years

"Ideal thirty years, ideal thirty years," Jiang Qingqing repeated the song title.

Kenichi Uesugi asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the song title?"

Jiang Qingqing suddenly became inexplicably unhappy.

"No problem, I'll hang up now." He then ended the voice call.

Kenichi Uesugi held the phone, completely bewildered. He shook his head; girls' thoughts were truly hard to understand.

After hanging up the call, Jiang Qingqing sat up, hugged her knees with both hands, and tilted her head to the side.

She herself didn't know why she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps it's because of this song sung by Kenichi Uesugi, or more than just this one...

He must have had a relationship he couldn't forget. Otherwise, how could he have written several songs like these?

What kind of girl does he like?

How much does he like her?

Jiang Qingqing blinked her big eyes, lost in thought.

Why do I feel a little uncomfortable that he has a girl he likes so much?

Could it be that I like him?

impossible!

I've only met him once, so how could I like him?

But I still feel so uncomfortable.

Why does my nose feel a little sore?

Why do I feel pain in my heart?

Jiang Qingqing was lost in thought.

A tear seeped from the corner of her eye into the blanket.

"Yuqing, Yuqing, what's wrong? Did someone bully you?" Wang Weiwei returned at this moment and hurriedly asked, seeing Jiang Qingqing's red eyes.

When Jiang Qingqing saw Wang Weiwei return, she quickly wiped her eyes and smiled, "Nothing happened, who could bully me?" She even waved her little fist as she spoke.

Yuqing! Tell me what really happened. Wang Weiwei was no longer going to let Jiang Qingqing off the hook, who was trying to fool her.

He climbed up, put his arm around her shoulder, and asked.

Jiang Qingqing lowered her head.

After a long pause, she raised her head and whispered, "Weiwei, what does it feel like to like someone?"

Wang Weiwei was stunned after hearing Jiang Qingqing's words: "You have someone you like?"

This shouldn't be happening. This girl usually spends all her time in her dorm except for dance practice. So many guys want to pursue her, but she doesn't even give them her contact information and ignores their advances. How come she suddenly has someone she likes?

Wang Weiwei seemed to suddenly realize something and asked, "It wouldn't be that Uesugi Kenichi from yesterday, would it?"

After hearing this, Jiang Qingqing lowered her head again and did not say anything.

Wang Weiwei slapped her forehead the moment she saw her reaction.

My God, it really is him! She's already fallen for him after just one meeting? Wang Weiwei felt a little dizzy.