Honey First Love: The school grass is too fierce

"I'm not crying because of this..." She was crying because of your kindness to Yan Qingyi.

Good for Yan Qingyi...

She, she even started to be jealous of Yan Qingyi more than once.

Is this what I like?Did she fall in love with Leng Xuanlin?
No, absolutely impossible!
"I'm fine." She broke free from his embrace and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She hadn't cried for a long time, since she pretended to be Yan Qingyi, this should be the first time.

"What happened to Xiaoyi?"

Leng Xuanlin noticed her strangeness and asked suspiciously.

This should be with Yan Qingyi. The first time Yan Qingyi broke free from his arms, he could understand if they were not together before, but why is it like this now?
He understood Yan Qingyi, since he said it wasn't the case, it must not be the case, after all, she was a little girl who didn't hide anything, but now he couldn't see her clearly for the first time.

Xiaoyi, are you blaming him?
"I'm fine." Holding back her tears, she said to him with a smile: "I'm Yan Qingyi, what can I do, right? You played really well just now, I remember it must be the wedding in my dream, right? "

Since she was a child, her mother let her take care of the family affairs, so she seldom learns these things, but she was really ready to learn the piano back then, but it has been delayed because of other things, and until now she only knows superficially, singing is fine. of.

Leng Xuanlin looked at her even more strangely, but someone who is obviously proficient in the piano said this piece in an unsure tone, let alone when Yan Qingyi was so unconfident?

He really couldn't see Yan Qingyi in front of him more and more clearly.

He went up and gave her a light blow on the forehead: "Of course this is a dream wedding, otherwise what do you think?"

"Why did you hit me?" She rubbed her forehead and said unconvinced, "Then I'm not right."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Who can play the piano doesn't know that this is the wedding of dreams!" 
Zong Shiqi: "..." That's right, she forgot that Yan Qingyi is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"I don't want to do anything today, can you play a song of Butterfly Lovers for me?" He asked coquettishly.

"..." Seeing Leng Xuanlin holding her hand, she didn't know what to say for a while.Because... Liang Zhu is a difficult song. It must be easy if you follow Yan Qingyi's method, but it is a bit difficult for her.

Leng Xuanlin hooked her shoulder, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Your husband played a song for you, should you also play a song for me?"

Zong Shiqi couldn't help blushing, and subconsciously responded: "Who is your wife? Don't talk nonsense."

"Did I mention my wife? I just mentioned my husband. Did someone admit it?"

"I won't tell you anymore!"

"Go and play a song for me." He pushed her onto the piano chair, expecting her to play Liang Zhu.

Zong Shiqi was sitting on the piano chair, her heart was beating wildly, staring at the black and white piano keys, hesitant to start.

She can't play it, and she can't play it!

Finally, trembling hands landed on the keys, and the melody of Liang Zhu came out...

Leng Xuanlin was standing aside admiring her appearance of playing the piano, and accidentally noticed a place similar to a crease under her left ear. When he was about to take a look, the sudden sound of the piano interrupted his viewing, and his eyes suddenly looked at After a while, the person in front of him was still playing the Butterfly Lovers, but in this short few seconds, he made three mispronunciations.

No, according to Yan Qingyi's level, there is absolutely no wrong pronunciation, let alone three wrong pronunciations!

After hearing about Yan Qingyi's playing and singing skills and the piano-related trophies in her bedroom, it is absolutely impossible to make such a low-level mistake.

He was staring at her cheek seriously now, and there was an expression on her face that shouldn't have appeared, worry.

Last time, I was confident from the beginning to the end, but how can I explain it now?

All of a sudden, a bad premonition appeared in his heart.

Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi...

Zong Shiqi finally finished playing Liang Zhu in fear, and as soon as she looked up, she noticed Leng Xuanlin staring at her, which made her think of the position below her left ear. She stroked it as if it was tickling, and stood up with a smile: " I'm sorry, I played several notes wrong, because I haven't played for a long time."

"No, it's okay, who doesn't make a few mistakes, right?" He also responded with a smile, and suddenly asked this sentence: "Xiaoyi, I want to listen to the famous song you sang to me last time, is that okay? "

"Sing, sing!?" Her heart trembled visibly.

It's not that she can't sing, the point is that she doesn't know what song Yan Qingyi is singing.

Leng Xuanlin nodded expectantly.

"I'm sorry, my throat is not very comfortable today, and it's not easy to sing. How about singing for you next time?" She found a reason to decline.

"Since your throat is not comfortable, stop singing. Drink more hot water. It will rain in the past two days. Maybe it's a change of season, and some people will have a bad throat."

"Yeah, I will, Xuan Lin." She breathed a sigh of relief.

Leng Xuanlin lovingly rubbed her broken hair, but she was even more puzzled by the person in front of her, and couldn't help but feel a sense of strangeness.

Why is he in such a mood?

Isn't the person in front of you Yan Qingyi?Why does his heart always feel weird and a little empty.

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At noon, by coincidence, it started to rain, with big raindrops hitting the floor-to-ceiling windows, Zong Shiqi and Leng Xuanlin were waiting at the door of the restaurant.

He took off his coat and put it on her body: "Put it on, it will be very cold when it rains."

Zong Shiqi declined: "No need, the clothes I'm wearing here are not very thin, and your shirt will definitely be cold."

"Don't make trouble!" Leng Xuanlin frowned lightly: "Hey, be obedient and dress well."

Hearing her domineering tone, he had no choice but to agree to put on his clothes, but did not refuse.

Near the floor-to-ceiling windows somewhere on the second floor, a slender black figure appeared, staring closely at the person at the bottom of the building, with a strange light shining in his eyes.

"Bin?"

Nangong Muning came over and called him softly.

Yan Yibin didn't turn his head, his eyes were still focused on the two people downstairs.

He was a bit puzzled, Yan Qingyi's old illness would flare up in this kind of cold weather or place, it was already raining today, but Yan Qingyi's appearance seemed to be intact.

Why is this happening?What is wrong?