young and inaction

Chapter 8

Sitting under the spotlight, Lu Xichou finished practicing a piece of music and planned to send a message to Mibo County.

Chen Ning handed Lu Xichou a bottle of water: "Drink some water."

Lu Xichou didn't answer, and played with his phone with his head down: "No, thank you."

An awkward atmosphere gradually filled the entire piano room.

Most people in the piano room today know that Chen Ning likes Lu Xichou.

Only Lu Xichou, these two hundred and fifty pretended to be stupid.Chen Ning sat next to Lu Xichou, and handed over a pink bento box: "Here, I made rice balls myself."

Lu Xichou glanced at the rice ball and said, "Thank you."

Chen Ning seemed to be used to "ignoring" him. She brushed her long hair and asked with a smile, "Where is Mibo County? Why didn't I see him today."

Lu Xichou scrolled through Weibo, but couldn't hear what she said: "Ah? What did you say?"

I don't know if he really didn't hear clearly, but the smile on Chen Ning's face completely disappeared: "Lu Xichou, can you have a good word with me?"

Lu Xichou felt puzzled: "Huh? I was talking well. What's wrong?"

Lu Xichou put away his mobile phone and stuffed it into his trouser pocket and looked at Chen Ning. Chen Ning looked at the man in front of him. She couldn't get angry with him, so she could only get discouraged and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't control my emotions just now."

He waved his hand: "No need, President, are you still practicing the piano? I'll go home if I don't practice, I'm going to starve to death."

Lu Xichou stretched his waist and began to polish the violin.

The president was instructing a member that he couldn't leave his body, and the tutor clapped his hands a few times and said, "You want to leave after practicing for a long time?

It's break time!Everyone, hurry up and practice the piano, "

The tutor looked through the schedule of club activities: "Start practicing the BGM for the school celebration of "Above the Clouds" from today."

Lu Xichou half-closed his eyes and stared at the front. If he is usually a mediocre hooligan, then when he plays the violin, he is definitely the elegant and calm prince in the oil painting.

Lin Xingxiu leaned on the wall and walked out of the alley. This place, this smell, this feeling...he never wanted to see, smell, or feel it.

The sound of whizzing cars was heard in his ears, and the sultry and sticky wind blew on him.

Lin Xingxiu walked with heavy steps with empty eyes. The streets in the old city were very narrow. Lin Xingxiu stood by the side of the road and waited for the traffic lights... He thought it was okay, he still had reason to wait for the traffic lights.

But, but... Will that sanity really come back?

The green light turned on, and with the last 6 seconds left, Lin Xingxiu walked to the opposite side.

There are willow trees on both sides of the road, and the willow will touch his face from time to time when the wind blows.

The nosebleed was still bleeding, Lin Xingxiu rummaged through the whole bag to find a pack of tissues, the last one was left.

He tore the two halves, stuffed one half into his nose to block, and threw the other half into the trash can, with his "reason", and threw it into the trash can.

He stared at the trash can and felt that living in this world was like trash, and now it was even worse than trash... The phone was vibrating in his trouser pocket, who should be calling, but at this time, who would call him? Where's the phone? ...

The mobile phone was just dropped by a spiritual friend. I don't know if the tempered glass is broken or the screen of the mobile phone is broken.Lin Xingxiu took out his mobile phone, it was Fang Chuan.

He suddenly laughed when he saw Fang Chuan's cell phone number, he was really a piece of trash, why didn't he call Fang Chuan's cell phone?

The phone automatically hung up, and Fang Chuan stood in the lobby of the hotel with frowning eyebrows and asked the waiter at the front desk: "Are you sure you haven't returned to room 608 until now?"

The waiter nodded: "I was on duty all day today, and I did not see the boy from 608 come back."

Fang Chuan glanced at the grandfather clock, it was almost 21 o'clock, even if he was going out to play with his classmates, he still had to answer the phone.

It's good now, I'm playing crazy, and I don't even answer the phone.

Fang Chuan sat on the sofa and called Zhang Rui.

Zhang Rui didn't know what he was doing, and he answered the phone when he was about to hang up: "Hello, Xiao Chuan? Is there anything I can do to find auntie so late?"

Fang Chuan snorted: "Where's Lin Xingxiu? He didn't come home?"

Zhang Rui paused and continued to smile and said, "Isn't Xiaoxiu living on campus?"

Fang Chuan was most annoyed by Zhang Rui's virtue. He said with a heavy voice, "He lives on campus? He lives in a hotel these days! Do you want to force him to death to be comfortable?"

Fang Chuan hung up the phone, lowered his head and held the phone tightly.

When he called again, Lin Xingxiu answered.Fang Chuan asked angrily: "Where did you go? You don't even know how to answer the phone..."

In short, Fang Chuan said a lot, but Lin Xingxiu sat on the side of the road and didn't listen to a word. He listened to the voice on the phone, looked at the yellow street lights, and sighed softly: "Brother... What about the city?"

Fang Chuan was even angrier when he heard this: "What are you doing in the old town? You didn't listen to what I said just now, did you?"

Obviously, I have been crying for a long time, why the tears don't dry up.

Lin Xingxiu rubbed his eyes and said, "I'm fine. I just came to the bookstore in the old city to buy some materials. Where are you?"

Fang Chuan changed a relaxed posture and sat on the sofa: "It's in the hotel! Come back soon."

When Lin Xingxiu heard that Fang Chuan was waiting for him in the hotel, he immediately stood up, swept a small yellow car and returned to Xicheng District.

When liking someone becomes a fetter, even if you travel across thousands of rivers and mountains, it will only change from intense to silent.