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Chapter 413 The Most Romantic Thing - Where is Happiness

What's the meaning?

Su Qianqian turned to look at Principal Li.

What does it mean to keep her silent again and again?

She just shut up?!

Meet Principal Li's eyes, cough!

An inexplicable small fire suddenly rose again.

Grandpa Li didn't look at her!

Looking at her with a smile on his face, opposite her, the Tongtong who said he was a little envious of her!

Su Qianqian glanced at Principal Li steadily, then glanced at the hand with clear veins on her shoulder, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Could it be that she is overthinking it again?

Is this just a convenient little move that Grandpa Li made suddenly or on the spur of the moment?

Just like she suddenly likes to watch the rain and turn the fallen leaves?

Okay. Then she might as well continue her little actions and continue watching the rain and playing with the fallen leaves.

Su Qianqian turned her head away angrily. A drop of rain just fell on the watery ground, causing a circle of small ripples and disappearing.

A gust of cool wind suddenly blew over, whirling and blowing over, bringing with it a chill and, ahem.

A familiar and unpleasant singing voice:

"I can't hide my pain/I only walk the road behind you/But it's still slow/I envy the road others take/I think I walk too hard day and night/Can't hope for happiness/It's miserable chase."

Isn't it stupid?

Su Qianqian raised her eyes and looked towards the front door of the hall not far away.

Why should I follow you? Why can't I go my own way? It's too painful? I don't know how to change the direction or take another path?

"I envy the path that others take/you make me walk so hard/morning and twilight/can't hope for happiness/but still pursue it/I can sincerely bless others/lifelong belonging to others/and I can also understand it painfully/but still pursue it. "

So silly!

Su Qianqian shook her head slightly, remembering the story of Kuafu chasing the sun.

Instead of chasing the setting sun that has already faded away, why not turn around and hit the rising sun head on?

So silly!

"I can sincerely bless others/who will have lifelong belonging/and I can also be sad and realize..."

Fully enlightened? That’s weird!

Su Qian curled her lips and lowered her head.

This song doesn't sound good.

She doesn't like it.

Another drop of rain fell, just falling on the fallen leaf in her hand.

The rain has really stopped.

The sky in the four corners of the yard became brighter and brighter.

Su Qianqian raised her eyes and looked towards the sky, but inadvertently noticed that Tongtong opposite seemed to be looking at her, too?

The corner of his eye squinted, ahem, he was still looking at her!

Su Qianqian's mouth twitched and she lowered her head.

Is she so worthy of Tongtong's envy?

Obviously, Tongtong is the one worthy of envy, right?

Su Qianqian lowered her eyes and looked at the fallen leaves in her hands. She couldn't help but glance at Tongtong again from the corner of her eyes.

Still looking at her?

After several times, Su Qianqian couldn't help but turned her head to look at Tongtong, and in an instant, she turned her head again.

She was wrong!

Tongtong didn't even look at her!

He seemed to be looking in her direction, but in fact, he was looking at, ahem, the singer and messenger Uncle Xiao Wang.

Could it be that Tongtong also feels that the song of the singer and messenger Uncle Xiao Wang is not very good this time?

Is it possible that Tongtong and she have the same aesthetic values?

Su Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly and turned the fallen leaf in her hand. The raindrops on the fallen leaf flew out in an instant.

The moment the raindrops swirled out, Su Qianqian suddenly remembered what her mother had said to her: Everyone has the right to like music and pursue beautiful things.

Mom's words are always right.

Su Qianqian blinked her big shining eyes, Tongtong also liked singing very much.

She almost forgot.

As for the singer Uncle Xiao Wang? Su Qianqian glanced not far away and chuckled. Uncle Xiao Wang seemed to be only suitable for singing love songs. Is there a song that reminds me of that song? It was really nice to sing.

Woolen cloth!

And she doesn't have much interest in love songs. She likes classical music and piano music.

My mother said that classical music can cultivate people's fraternity, is a beautiful art, and praises the beauty of natural life.

She also felt that the song was very beautiful, just like the children's song she sang in her mother's arms many years ago.

Every time she hears classical music or plays it with her sister, she will think of that long-ago summer, the summer she just remembered.

During that summer, her mother held her in her arms and hummed songs to her. There were only tunes but no lyrics.

But, it sounds great.

Although, at that time, her mother was not her mother, but just a beautiful and kind-hearted aunt, but in her new memory, she regarded that beautiful aunt as her mother.

As I grow up slowly, I know and understand in my heart, and I don’t have extravagant expectations, but I still yearn for it.

My mother said that life will favor children who are kind and have dreams.

After hearing this, she remembered that she also had a dream, and she would always be kind.

She treats every child in the orphanage enthusiastically because she wants to listen to her mother and be a kind child.

My mother also said that as long as the music is not out of tune, it is always beautiful, just like life, and the future will be even better.

Yes, life favored her and her dream finally came true.

The tune of her life has never strayed, and she believes that the future will be even better.

After all, no child who likes music will have a bad life.

Suddenly she felt a weight on her shoulders. Su Qianqian turned her head.

Grandpa Li put his hand on her shoulder again, the veiny hand.

What does this mean?

Su Qianqian followed the hand and looked at it. Is it possible that it's not enough to be in a daze?

Ahem, Grandpa Li didn't look at her.

Okay, it’s a habitual little move again.

Su Qianqian curled her lips and was about to turn around, but inadvertently discovered that Grandpa Li turned his head and glanced at her, smiled slightly, and quickly winked at her with his right eye.

Hmm? Wink at her? What are you blinking at?

Su Qianqian was slightly startled, glanced at Grandpa Li, blinked her left eye quickly, and turned her head.

Who can’t blink? She can too!

As for what Grandpa Li meant when he suddenly winked at her? How did she know?

She just watched the rain in front of the eaves quietly, playing with the small raindrops, waiting for the rain to pass and the sky to clear up.

"Don't be envious." Principal Li laughed, "Look, you also have your happiness."

When Su Qianqian heard this, she was slightly startled and turned to look at Grandpa Li.

"Everyone has their own happiness." Principal Li turned his head slightly and looked deeply at Su Qianqian. "Maybe others are envious of your happiness, but you don't know it yourself.

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Really? Su Qianqian's heart skipped a beat as she met Grandpa Li's gaze.

That look is so familiar!

Those eyes were full of care, just like a mother looking at her!

Su Qianqian's heart felt warm for a moment, she blinked slightly, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled unconsciously.

Suddenly, she remembered what her mother had said to her:

Life is always beautiful.

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