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- Whoops!

--Snapped!

The clear and piercing sound of broken glass continued one after another, Fu Baiqiu was startled, and rushed into the kitchen before he could change his shoes.

The first thing to see is the broken porcelain pieces covered with white flowers.

Shi Jinzhi held her earlobe with both hands and stood by the stove. Seeing her coming in, she panicked, "I... didn't do it on purpose, clean it up right away."

Just now she was cleaning the stove, thinking that the top cabinet should also be opened for ventilation, she tiptoed and accidentally knocked off the stacked plates next to it, and smashed them to pieces.

She was afraid that Fu Baiqiu would be unhappy, so she squatted down and picked it up with her hands without even thinking about it. Because she was anxious, she got a little stronger, and the sharp broken porcelain cut her finger, and bright red blood beads gushed out all at once.

"His-"

"Put it down!" Fu Baiqiu stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.

Shi Jinzhi lowered his head aggrievedly, let go of his palms, and the blood-stained porcelain fell to the ground, a bit of coquettish scarlet in the pure white was particularly glaring.

Beads of blood crawled down her fingertips and covered her jade-white skin. Fu Baiqiu frowned slightly, and pulled her to sit on the sofa in the living room, "Don't move, I'll get the medicine box."

She ran upstairs in three steps at a time, and after a while she came down with a small white box in her hand, opened it and put it on the coffee table.

In the past, Fu Baiqiu didn't have the habit of preparing a medicine box at home. Commonly used medicines were piled up in a special cabinet, and it took a long time to search for them every time.

Although the two broke up, the habit remained.

Fu Baiqiu took out a cotton swab and physiological saline from the medicine box, grabbed Shi Jinzhi's wrist, and wiped off the blood on his finger with a cotton swab, with gentle movements.

Shi Jinzhi stared at her concentrated face, his heart was full of tenderness, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Time has not left too many traces on Fu Baiqiu's face. The former school belle is nearly thirty this year, her skin is still white and delicate, clean and smooth, her pair of clear eyes are as gentle as water, as light as tea, always calm, but inadvertently Grabbing people's souls.

Back then, those who pursued Mao Mao could circle the school covering an area of ​​[-] mu.

Although Shi Jinzhi also has many suitors.

She still remembers the scene of the two reading each other's love letters, laughing and being jealous.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing.

It was great back then.

"Are you stupid? Broke the bowl and picked it up with your hands?" Fu Baiqiu squeezed a cotton ball dipped in physiological saline, and carefully wiped the wound on her finger. Looking up, she caught a glimpse of her pursing her lips and giggling, out of breath, " Still laughing."

An angry tone, with a hint of concern.

Shi Jinzhi bit her lower lip, suppressed her smile, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you'll be angry, so if you're in a hurry..."

Fu Baiqiu's hands paused, complex feelings surged in his heart, and he lowered his eyelids: "It's just a few plates and bowls, there's nothing to be angry about, just buy more."

"That also costs money, I... will pay you back."

"Need not."

Fu Baiqiu cleaned the wound for her and tore off a band-aid to cover it, "Don't practice the piano for the next two days."

"If I don't practice the piano for one day, I know it myself. If I don't practice the piano for two days, my neighbors know it. If I don't practice the piano for three days, my audience knows it."

"Do you have neighbors?"

The villas in the community are quite far apart, and it takes only minutes to walk from the door to the nearest one. Even if you have a rock party at home, you don’t have to worry about disturbing other residents, let alone playing the piano.

The smile on the corner of Shi Jinzhi's mouth gradually became playful, and he leaned forward with his face up, and said softly, "You."

Fu Baiqiu shrank to the side subconsciously as the hot and humid breath rushed towards his face.

This sentence means that as a pianist, practicing the piano every day is a basic professional quality, otherwise, if you don't practice for a long time, you will be jerky and your level will decline.

Fu Baiqiu raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

"I went to sweep up the debris, clean up after your hands get better." She stood up, went to the door and took a broom and dustpan into the kitchen.

Shi Jinzhi looked at her back disappearing through the door, rolled his eyes, and a sly smile appeared on his face.

Hand is good, do it again?

what are you doing?

Fu Baiqiu's rest days are usually very boring. She doesn't like to go out. When she is free at home, she does some translation work, or watches American dramas with subtitles turned off, so as to avoid her English proficiency deteriorating.

After tidying up the kitchen, she saw Shi Jinzhi sitting on the sofa flipping through the staff book. She had no intention of pestering her, so she took the initiative to make kitten food for Pudding, added water, and then went upstairs to read.

Not long after watching, there was a burst of cheerful and agile music from downstairs.

She listened carefully to a section, and found that it was another famous etude that she couldn't appreciate, and she felt helpless.

Liszt's "Wild-o'-the-wisps".

In those few years, she was influenced by Shi Jinzhi's classical music, and knew that this piece was difficult, especially testing the player's level. At this moment, she felt helpless and funny, because she could hear a trace of competitive emotion.

It was as if Shi Jinzhi was proving to her that even a broken finger could play difficult pieces well.

Should I say she is childish or cute?

dead goblin.

Fu Baiqiu chuckled, his eyes grew more and more affectionate, and continued to read the book during the free private concert.

"Maomao!" When the song ended, Shi Jinzhi called out to her from downstairs.

She closed the book reflexively, got up and went out, stood by the fence and looked down.

Shi Jinzhi leaned against the sofa with pudding in his arms, raised his head and squinted at her with a smile: "I want to go out and eat Malatang."

"..."

"Meow--" the little milk cat in his arms meowed, as if acting coquettishly for Shi Jinzhi's dubbing.

Fu Baiqiu frowned, and didn't say the words of refusal directly, but said euphemistically, "That's very unhygienic."

"But I haven't eaten for a long time." She lowered her head slightly, her expression aggrieved, "It's the store next to No. [-] Middle School, I don't know if it's still there."

Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School, their high school alma mater.

Where many memories begin.

"Maomao, can you go with me? Just eat once." She raised her long and slender index finger, which was a bit funny wrapped in a band-aid.

Pudding "meowed" again, and put her two little paws in front of Shi Hibiscus's chest, which happened to be the fullest position.

Fu Baiqiu glanced at him, and a certain kind of resentment flashed in his heart imperceptibly, his legs moved before his brain, and he had already gone downstairs.

She walked up to Shi Jinzhi, stretched out her hand to hug the "color|cat", pretended to stroke it for a while, and pressed her palm on its little furry head: I want you to touch it.

"Meow—" Pudding protested like a cat.

"Okay, just eat once."

Shi Jinzhi didn't know about her mental activities, so he made up another small calculation. Seeing that she agreed so simply, he immediately beamed with joy, and happily went back to the room to change clothes.

Fu Baiqiu rubbed Pudding's head, held it up high, with unkind eyes and silent lips, he said: color, embryo.

From the community to Rongcheng No. 10 Middle School, it takes about [-] minutes by car, and it can be reached by bypassing Yuhu Forest Park, which is very close.

Fu Baiqiu has not returned to his alma mater in these years, but the surroundings have changed a lot. The original row of food stalls on the side of the road outside the school has disappeared, triangular flower gardens and green belts have been added at the intersection, and many familiar restaurants along the street are gone. , changed to a new store.

But the red sign Malatang restaurant is still there.

Fu Baiqiu slowed down the car, glanced at his watch, and asked, "Do you want to eat now? It's only ten o'clock."

"It's too early." Shi Jinzhi waited for her words, lowered his eyes to hide a trace of complacency in his eyes, and said casually: "Why don't you go to the school to have a look? I haven't been back for many years."

Fu Baiqiu's hand holding the steering wheel suddenly tightened, his gaze swept over the playground fence in his field of vision, and he replied softly, "Okay."

The playground of the No. [-] Middle School is surrounded by blue and white railings and rope nets. When she climbed over the wall at night, she almost didn't fall to the ground. It was all thanks to the rope nets.

The gate is still automatically retractable. Fu Baiqiu parked his car on the opposite side of the school gate and got down. When he looked up, he saw the five-star red flag rising high on the big square inside the gate.

The flag-raising ceremony every Monday is still vivid in my mind.

"Let's go." Shi Jinzhi came down and took her arm actively.

Fu Baiqiu nodded, brushed the broken hair on his forehead, and the two crossed the road arm in arm, walked to the small side door, and were stopped by the security guard.

After expressing his intention to come, Shi Jinzhi took out an old graduation certificate from his bag to prove that he was indeed a graduate and returned to his alma mater to have a look.

Then the security guard made a registration and let the two of them in.

The main entrance square faces the red and white main teaching building, with a stone lion statue placed on each side, and a huge round Roman numeral clock inlaid on the top of the wall in the middle, with the pointer pointing to ten nine minutes.