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Chapter 711: Who is the real you?

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    Shen Qingqing walked to a store specializing in Hanfu, and ran her fingertips through the gauze. After thinking for a long time, she didn't buy anything to wear. In the end, she stopped at a clothing store of the Republic of China and rented a lake green one.  She changed into a satin cheongsam, and her ear-length hair was directly tied into the hairstyle of the Republic of China. An emerald hairpin was randomly inserted in her hair, making her look very graceful and luxurious.

    ¡°It¡¯s like a beauty coming out of a painting of the Republic of China.

    She paid the money, held an oil-paper umbrella, and walked on the bluestone road. Every step she took, she felt the style of the Republic of China.

    There is a fresh fragrance in the air.

    Shen Qingqing smiled brightly, making many people dumbfounded.

    Finally, her footsteps stopped in front of a woman holding a guzheng and playing and singing. The woman was about in her early twenties, wearing a fiery red Hanfu, her waist-length hair was pulled into a bun, and she had a few steps in her hair.  Shake, it looks quite antique.

    Early twenties, what a great time.

    ¡°Actually, if you look carefully, she is not much older than the little girl in front of you, but her heart is much, much older than others.

    After finishing the song, the little girl adjusted her skirt and played with her fingertips. Her voice was crisp and clear, like the sound of nature, "Thank you everyone for your support. The next song is "First Meeting" for Miss Jiajia.  "

    As soon as he finished speaking, his fingertips flew on the guzheng, and the sweet music began to sound.

    "The heart is separated, tears are shed in vain, and people never return; the water of the Forgotten River quietly looks at the rights and wrongs of the mortal world, time goes back, and I drink a cup of forgetful love. If I meet you for the first time, who am I returning for? Autumn goes again, spring returns again, dreams and waking up  , reincarnation"

    Shen Qingqing listened carefully, then took out five hundred yuan from her bag and put it directly in a bag in front of the guzheng. She looked up, looked into the little girl's clear eyes, and smiled, "You sing very well.  come on."

    The little girl was stunned for a moment and smiled shyly, "Thank you, sister."

    After looking at her and smiling, Shen Qingqing turned around and walked away. The moment she turned around, a tall and slender figure flashed across the street on the other side, with a pair of narrow phoenix eyes full of worry.

    On the other side were two men. The man walking in front had an unforgettable pair of dark green eyes, and the one following behind was a foreigner.

    "Both men are the proud sons of the emperor, and they are unforgettable.

    But it seems that they are not here for fun, they are in a hurry, but they seem to be looking for someone.

    After Shen Qingqing left the bustling area, she held an umbrella alone and walked along the river. The houses on both sides of the river bank were scattered in ancient Jiangnan water towns. The style of the time was completely preserved, just like the photos in ink paintings.

    "I dreamed of clear skies, misty rain, soft breath, and dreaming and waking up. Who is the real you" Shen Qingqing suddenly smiled and hummed.

    Standing on the stone bridge, Shen Qingqing looked at the big river from a distance. She suddenly remembered the first time Huo Tingxiao brought her here. She was so happy.

    I am waiting for misty rain in the sky, and I am waiting for you.

    The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

    Shen Qingqing held an umbrella and walked towards the promenade by the river. However, she accidentally bumped into someone. Because the other person was a man, and she was still ill and a little weak. The collision almost caused her to fall from the river bank.  Knocked into the river.

    And at this moment, a pair of warm hands supported her, and the oil-paper umbrella in her hand fell directly to the ground, making beautiful splashes of water¡ª¡ª(remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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