Lucy clapped her hands encouragingly, sipping her drink and jumping up happily.
The last note ended, and Tang Yue hurriedly handed the microphone to Bai Qing and said, "Sister Qing, you sing. I'm going to the restroom."
"I'll go with you." Bai Qing was about to get up, but Tang Yue stopped her, "No need, the restroom is just nearby, it's fine."
Tang Yue thought Bai Qing was making a big deal out of nothing. She had been here a few times, and it was quite safe, with not many messy people around. The cold water on her skin made her mind clear, and looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but think of Meng Siyu.
Yesterday, during their call, she had told him that she was going out to see a show with Lucy and would sing, so she would definitely return late. She wondered if a certain fool would wait by the phone all the time.
Tang Yue greatly missed the cellphones of the future. If she had a small cellphone that never left her hand, she could call Siyu even here.
