The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"I'm afraid I can't hold you

Until you feel your wrinkles

With traces of time

Until you are sure

Until losing energy

For you i am willing

I ca n’t move and I have to watch you

Until you feel your hairline

With traces of Shirayuki

Until the sight becomes blurred

Until you can't breathe ... "

Sheng Yize was singing very seriously, but Anxiaxia played several wrong notes due to nervousness.

"We had a hard time

We cannot help ourselves

I'm afraid time is too fast

Not enough to see you carefully

I'm afraid time is too slow

Worry about losing you day and night

Can't wait for a bald head overnight

never separate……"

At the end of the song, everyone had not responded yet.

Is the starlight too bright? Is the flame too dazzling?

Is the guitar too soft? Or is the song too affectionate?

As if falling into a nightmare, but stubbornly refused to wake up from this dream.

Sheng Yize said faintly: "Don't be ugly," which made everyone wake up like a dream.

I don't know who applauded first, everyone followed.

Sheng Yize stroked An Xia Xia's head and rubbed it a few times.

"Plays well."

An Xiaxia blushed. She knew that Sheng Yize's feeling was much better than her. He just made so many mistakes. He must have heard it ...

Alas, I do n’t know why, I suddenly feel so shy ...

Want to break away, suddenly remembered, this is Sheng Yize's left hand.

She froze for a moment, gently pulling Sheng Yize's hand off the top of her head and holding it tightly.

"I've always wanted to ask you, do you regret it?"

She asked that year, Sheng Yize said, not regret.

now what? After so many years, I blocked her so much that she could not play the piano in this life. Would you regret it?

Even with his signature, Sheng Yize now uses his left hand.

"Stupid ..." Sheng Yize's eyes were as bright as ink, and his smile was a rare tenderness. "So, did you regret it when you saved me?"

Anxiaxia bit her lip. "There will be a little ... but I think it's worth it."

"Isn't that right?" He frowned, a little bit of a smile, "If you regret it, there is really one thing."

"Well?" She knew, there must be ... T-T wouldn't it be because of her?

Sheng Yize started, pinched on Anxiaxia Fan | tender white face, "I saw you for the first time in that year. The pig's trotters you sang were really fragrant. I smelled so far from you. A bite ~ "

An Xia Xia's eyes were getting wet: "..."

"Yep?"

An Xia Xia sucked her nose: "Now I can't eat it anymore ..." Grandma Song is no longer there, and no one can make the braised pork trotter with that taste.

"But I have you, don't I have a pig?"

"Ah?" An Xia Xia was puzzled. where is it?

"My piglet is also delicious ..." Sheng Yize smiled with no meaning, but unfortunately, Anxiaxia, a dull player, didn't understand it at all.

PD secretly laughed while watching, and was about to play back the video, but found that the camera had been turned off without knowing when.

Subconsciously looked at Sheng Yize, Sheng Yize met his sight and smiled slightly: "Trouble respects privacy."

Well ... it's fine if he doesn't shoot, he can retrieve a single dog!

"Have you heard a word?" Sheng Yize stared at Anxia Xia with a burning look.

"What is it ..."

"Wish to be single-minded and keep their heads apart."

He slowly read the poem, and Anxiaxia's eyes filled with water vapor: "Never separate?"

Some belly black immediately answered: "Okay."

An Xia Xia: "..."