Quick Wear: Crazy beauties always plot against me

Song Ci was walking on the road when he suddenly heard the melody of a flute playing. He walked over curiously and saw the back of the girl sitting under the tree. He curled his lips and sat by the flower bed behind her, quietly. Listen quietly.

It is a well-known little star.

Seeing He Tian put down her hand, Song Ci got up and walked over, "You play very well."

He Tian noticed that Song Ci was coming over, her hand was holding the leaves a little tight, and she was a little embarrassed to look at Song Ci, but she couldn't help but secretly landed on him from the corner of her eye.

The boy walked towards him.

Song Ci's amber eyes, the color of honey, now bend the corners of his lips, every stroke of his facial features is as delicate as if carefully carved and polished by the favor of the gods.

The noble one is like a prince from the nobles of the royal palace in the last century, but he is peaceful, and being close to him makes people feel at ease.

He was sitting next to him, on the soft lawn, he was so close to him now, he could feel the unique and mysterious cold fragrance from Song Ci with every breath.

"not happy?"

Song Ci looked up at the leaves on the tree. When the windbreaker blew, there was a "rustling" sound, and the sun shone through the gaps.

His voice is very gentle.

"No." He Tian lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on the grass on the ground. She stretched out her fingers and touched the leaves on the grass.

He is like sunshine, but she is grass on the ground.

Song Ci stretched out a beautiful leaf and fell it in his palm, "You are very good, you played really well just now, can you teach me?"

He Tian saw him turn his gaze to her, with an open-minded look on his face asking for advice.

He Tian felt a little embarrassed, she nodded, picked up the leaf, pinched the left side of the leaf with her left hand and pinched the right side of the leaf with her right hand, tilting her thumb upwards: "I'm used to blowing on the inside of the leaf, it feels better. "

"like this."

He Tian started to play, and she blew a melody, slowly, with a feeling of bleakness and determination, Song Ci recognized that He Tian was playing the ending song of "The Order of the Peacock".

Song Ci followed her example and blew on the leaves, but he couldn't make any sound. After a long while, he sneered: "Sure enough, this is too difficult for a novice."

He Tian immediately shook her head, her voice was a little low: "It's because I don't know how to teach..."

"No, you are very good." Song Ci raised his hand and stroked her hair, "I mean you can play such a difficult leaf flute, and you can play it so well, how good you are."

"Don't not believe in yourself, be confident."

He Tian's head was gently stroked by Song Ci, it was soft, her heart was beating very fast, she was a little afraid to speak, for fear that she would stutter now.

She raised her eyes and looked at Song Ci, he was the first person to praise her, and also the first person to say this to her...

He Tian felt a little sour for some reason.

With one leg bent, he leaned against the tree, Song Ci supported his head with his hands, and smiled at He Tian, ​​"Can Tian Tian sing?"

"know a little……"

She sang, her voice was beautiful, and the songs she sang were also beautiful, but her singing was full of sadness.

She likes to sing but no one supports her. Even her favorite teacher thinks that she sings and spends her time playing the leaf flute. For several years.

She just does these things to make herself happy.

She used to study hard and work hard, just so that in the eyes of others, she is not a good-for-nothing but ugly girl.

Parents' comparison and abandonment, years of experience, those people's abuse and disgust, there are boys and girls, just because she is not good-looking and because she is fat, they bully her and exclude her...

She's the ugly fat girl everyone says...

Memories flooded into her mind, He Tian's eyes were red, tears couldn't stop falling, she said to Song Ci: "Is it because you are ugly and you don't deserve to have things you like?"

Song Ci sat up and took a tissue to wipe off the tears on her face, "How could it be?"

"You're beautiful, sweetie."

Song Ci gently wiped away the tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips: "Why do you think so?"

"You finished college for yourself...become the pride in the eyes of the teacher, you can sing, you can play the flute, and you bravely stood by my side to defend me when I was blacked out all over the Internet. Look how amazing you are."

He Tian's eyes were a little red, and hearing what Song Ci said, her ears were steaming, and her eyes were a little blurry.

She had never heard of such a thing, and no one had ever said it to her. She didn't know that Song Ci could talk about herself so well, so good that she wanted to cry, and her heart was moved and sad.

Song Ci saw that He Tian's mood gradually eased, and he said slowly: "Tiantian, don't deny yourself, it's great that you can pursue what you like, I know you have experienced a lot, but I can still see your kindness, You are more beautiful than thousands of people."

He Tian's nose was a little sour, and she was very moved.

Song Ci bent his eyes, and continued: "There are many definitions of beauty in this world.

Who said you have to grow into a rose to be beautiful?

you can be a nameless flower
Do tens of thousands.

No one should be defined, what kind of person must be, there is only one life, the most important thing is to be yourself and live out yourself.

You have to believe in yourself, you are the most unique.

It is also the most beautiful. "

She heard Song Ci talking, the voice was so loud, he was sitting next to her, his eyes were bent, those eyes were earnest and appreciative, the sun was so bright and beautiful when it fell on him.