don't like me

Tong Jin was sitting in the car, and she was also anxious. Seeing that I was not coming back, she also wanted to get out of the car to look for me, but she just put her hand on the car door, and before she could make another move, the window opened. Suddenly a person lay down in front of her, which startled her.

But he doesn't look like a bad guy, Yang Xiao's face is so upright.

I leaned against Yang Xiao's car and watched them, not a few meters away, I could hear their voices.

"Sister-in-law." Yang Xiao called out nicely, definitely not as cruel as he said, why?He dare not.

I'm still here, does he dare?

Tong Jin looked at me, I didn't meet her eyes, I just stared at Yang Xiao's body curve, my thoughts flew away.

But I can also guess what Tong Jin will say.

She is completely unfamiliar to Yang Xiao, let alone her, no one around me knows this character except Gu Ming, who do I like to mention in the past?Neither have that qualification.

Tong Jin looked blank, and I didn't come up to introduce her. When she heard Yang Xiao call her sister-in-law, she said awkwardly, "Hi..."

The vibe between the two is weirder than working with an old flame, but what's there to worry about?They're all adults now.

Just be embarrassed a few times.

Yang Xiao and Tong Jin chatted, and the volume suddenly dropped. Since I suddenly couldn't hear the conversation, I unconsciously paid more attention to them. Yang Xiao glanced at me, and then Tong Jin also glanced at me. Tong Jin seemed a little embarrassed as they continued the conversation.

I have no intention of interfering in the past, and will I intervene in the past, if I don't want to know, I don't know, just pretend.

I looked at the commotion in front of me, and the accident seemed to be almost done. The police commanded everyone to pass quickly.

After Yang Xiao and Tong Jin finished talking, Tong Jin got out of the car and stood by the car door looking at me. As soon as I turned around, I knew I could go there.

I went straight to the driver's door and reminded Yang Xiao, "You can go, be careful and the traffic police will post a ticket for you later."

Yang Xiao said, "Don't worry, I won't stop you from going on a date."

I stopped in front of the car door for an extra second, gave him a soft and unbearable smile, and got in the car.

Yang Xiao also went back to his car.

This encounter is over for now.

I started the car, and Tong Jin said with a confused face, "Your friend?"

"Before, now we don't communicate anymore." I said.

Tong Jin said, "He's so weird."

I raised my eyes: "Strange?"

Tong Jin nodded: "I don't think he likes me very much, he has inexplicable hostility towards me."

"You feel it?" I smiled.

Tong Jin saw that I didn't look right, and said, "What do you mean?"

I explained: "It's okay to be hostile, otherwise I'm really worried that he will be too tolerant, and you will feel bad when the time comes."

"Can you kill me? In broad daylight."

"That's not going to happen, but man, do you know what he's doing that's even more disgusting?" The car had already started, the road was congested, and it couldn't pass through in an instant, and it was gliding slowly on the viaduct.

"If you two have a grievance, why does he still call me sister-in-law? It's weird." Tong Jin couldn't figure it out, if it was me, I would be fascinated too.

I held the steering wheel and said out of boredom: "In the second year of Qianhua, Zhu Yougui led five hundred soldiers, broke into the palace at night, killed his father and ascended the throne. When it entered his father's chest, he didn't even bat an eye."

Tong Jin read it and said, "Didn't the history books say that Feng Ting'er killed Zhu Wen?"

"Then who do you think Feng Tinger listens to?"

Tong Jin fell silent.

"Anyone can say what is said with the mouth, but the action with the hands is the sincerity." I said, "What did that person talk to you just now?"

Tong Jin didn't hide it from me, she naturally believed me more and said, "He asked me when we started with you."

As expected, I said, "How did you get back?"

Tong Jin said, "At the beginning of the year."

That was when Tong Jin and I first met.

Tong Jin said: "He said we got engaged within less than a year of knowing each other. He seems to have a big opinion on this. Maybe he doesn't believe us. Didn't you tell him?"

I said, "No, I think it's fun."

"It's weird," Tong Jin said, "The relationship between the two of you."

What's so strange?Well, that's how clear and simple it is.

After taking Tongjin for dinner, I sent her back. She hugged the bouquet of flowers and said that she would try to keep the flowers as long as possible. I don't know romance, and I don't know how to cherish.

don't know?I understand, it's just romance and cherishing, and it has nothing to do with the present.

I've been romanticized and ended up with nothing.

I also cherished it, but it was a big dream.

It's good to keep the idea of ​​being forever romantic and cherished, that's for anyone but not for me.

Tong Jin invited me to sit down, but I declined, I thought I should go and see Wen Zhixu, I finally got free, it would be nice to let her smile.

I have nothing to do when I'm idle, occasionally pleasing my well-behaved little sister.

When I went to pick her up at school, she hadn't finished her evening self-study, she couldn't sit still when she saw me coming, the classroom was quiet, I stood by the window and gestured to the excited little girl , to signal her not to make noise, she has no other way to make noise except making noise, her mouth is very precious, every word is extravagant.

I just stood here watching her do her homework, probably because I was there, she was always distracted, and looked at me from time to time, the teacher and some classmates also found me as an uninvited guest by the window. Wen Zhixu pointed in one direction and told her that I would wait on the other side.

I haven't visited this school well, and many places are different from my memory of the campus. Although I have already left, the memory of the campus is so ingrained that I can't forget it.

That is the place where I have lived for six years, and every brick and tile has a special memory space for them.

Not long after, a piano sound came from my ears, and I didn't know where I was wandering. When I found the source of the piano sound, I saw a very temperamental female teacher sitting on the piano bench. She was very dedicated. The sound of the music was low and melodious, coming out of the piano room. The last time I heard this song was ten years ago, but every time I heard it was different, their hands were very skillful.

I was probably intoxicated, and I didn't notice that Mr. Huang stood up until the song suddenly broke.

"Why did you come here?" She looked at me in surprise, surprised by my appearance, and it shouldn't be me who is standing here.

I looked around, but no one was there, and she was the only one in the piano room, so I asked, "Can I go in?"

"Of course." She stepped out of the piano bench.

"Did you arrange the tune yourself?"

She said, "Yes, have you heard of it?"

I said: "Some of the melodies are very familiar, is it "Su Wu Shepherds"?"

"Yes, I suddenly had some inspiration, so I tried it." She said to me, "Can you play?"

Since it is in the piano room, the piano must always come in handy.

I said, "Not many."

"Try." There is light in her eyes, which is the kind of love for music. I rarely see such a teacher. I always think that many people are just doing a job, and that passion and enthusiasm will Gradually wear away in the day-to-day work.

"Then I'll play a song, you guess." I put my five fingers on it, and the warm fingertips and the cold keys invaded each other, trying to infect each other, but no one succeeded, but in the collision again and again blend with each other.

This does not delay their wonderful sound.

People say that you can tell whether a person is suitable for playing the piano by looking at his fingers. Slender and long are naturally suitable for manipulating the keys, but that is not a necessary factor. Sensitivity and comprehension of melody can often determine his talent. My musician What kind of outstanding students did the teacher teach this year?Can you still be proud?Did he live up to his will?Can it really step onto a bigger stage as the teacher expected?If so, I would like to listen to one of them.

At the end of the song, there was no loud applause in the piano room, only a young girl standing beside me, her rippling eyes filled with joy, even more exaggerated than mine.

"Guess it?"

She shook her head.

I said, "You want me to reveal the answer?"

She said no.

I don't understand what she means.

Then she intertwined her hands and said, "Can I make a bet with you?"

I'd love to, and all ears.

She said: "If I guess it, Mr. Wen, would you like to present this song to our school's students in the performance the day after tomorrow?"

When she called me Mr., her eyes no longer looked at me with the same joy as before, but with more respect than joy, just like when I looked at my music teacher back then.

I do the same with him.

I think that accepting Yang Xiao’s love is not a coincidence. Before him, the teacher who taught me, cultivated me carefully, guided me, and led me to fall in love with the piano.

He was the first man I admired.

I hid this secret from Gu Ming, but it was exposed by Yang Xiao, which became the biggest reason for the collapse of our relationship later on.

The young man's love is fierce, unstoppable fiery and sensitive, let you hide it in every possible way, and the admiration in your eyes can't be blocked.

He used to wrap my hands with his warm fingertips. In the piano room where no one was around, he used the purest music to make me fall into his charm. For one thing, the curvature of the finger when it is lifted, and the strength of the press, all guide me with absolute professional requirements.

Hiding under the arms of the teacher, I didn't know what that admiration was. I thought it was just admiration, but it turned out to have deeper emotions, but he was married.

As his student, what can I do?

Not to mention the irritable boy who provoked me, he also made himself vulgar and unbreakable. He cultivated me with the highest enthusiasm and led me with the purest music. I can't be so shameless.

It’s not difficult to let go, it’s easy to say, because my young man was too full of love, rampant, running through my whole heart, never leaving a place for others to stay, and too much, he drove everyone out of my heart , but he did not stay.

I like his recklessness, and I hate his recklessness.

"Tell me the answer first." I spoke softly, which is rare.

She touched the keys and struck one of them. As soon as the note echoed in the piano room fell, Huang Yi's voice picked up: "Richard Clayderman's "Green Sleeves"."