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I ran out of breath, ran to the second floor and finally caught up with him.I followed him and he didn't look back at me.In order to find a sense of presence, I leaned behind his head and took a few breaths loudly, causing him to turn his head and stare at me.

I laughed because I knew he was tacitly allowing me to follow.

He is a person who would directly hurt people when he refused, but he never said what he promised, and always had to rely on other people's reasoning and guessing.He didn't speak, it basically meant agreeing.

I kept my hands behind my back all the way, guessing what program he was going to rehearse, and I turned around and stopped in front of the piano room.

He took out the key from his bag and opened the door. I rushed straight to the piano and touched the keys.

In fact, he started learning the piano with me after he came to my house.But I am not long-term, and when I was a child, it was like ADHD. Sitting on the piano bench for 10 minutes seemed to catch fire in my buttocks, and I had to get up and run a few laps to feel comfortable.So I gave it up after not playing for a few years, but he persisted.

I played a few intervals casually, recalled when I was a teenager, and turned to him excitedly and asked him: "Why do you remember to perform a show?"

He sat on a lounge chair by the wall and said, "Others ask me."

I was just about to ask what it meant when someone appeared at the door.She saw me first, nodded slightly and was about to exit.

At this time, the knight stood up and waved at her, and she smiled and let out a sigh of relief, and trot in to put the schoolbag on the chair.While walking towards the knight, he grabbed his loose hair and tied it into a ponytail: "Sorry, I'm late."

"It's okay, I just arrived too." The knight said and walked towards me, raised his hand and waved it twice in the air, motioning for me to leave the piano bench.

I tactfully gave up my seat, met the girl's gaze, and said preemptively, "I'm in Paradise, from Class Five."

She showed a very polite smile: "Qiao Yaying," pointing at the knight, "is in the same class as him."

Nodding my head, I retreated to the rest chair by the wall: "Practice your own, don't worry about me."

As soon as Qiao Yaying came in, I understood the meaning of the knight's phrase "it was entrusted by others".Let me just say, how could he take the initiative to perform on the show, it really was because someone begged him to do it.The other party is still a girl who looks fair and weak, speaks softly, and is hard to refuse.He can't be exempt.

The program of the two of them was accompanied by him and she danced.

If you ask me to comment, the quality of this program is really good.The knight played fluently, and Qiao Yaying danced gracefully. Both of them had solid skills.In addition, the two people are paired together, just looking at the picture is very beautiful, quite a feeling of male talent and female appearance.

But I was not very happy watching it, because I felt that this girl's purpose was not pure, and she clearly did not come here simply to discuss art with him.So no matter how well the piano and dance work together, I don't like it either.

There were obviously no flaws when the two got together for the first time, but Qiao Yaying insisted on finding some problems and said that they would do it again.In my opinion, this second pass is no different from the first pass.After finishing it twice, she was still not satisfied, so she went back and forth like this, and in a daze, she queued up a program of less than 5 minutes for more than two hours, and it didn't end until it got dark.

After the rehearsal was over, she asked the knight: "It's getting late now, I have someone to pick me up, how about I give you a ride?"

I murmured in my heart, how does she know if it is going along the way or not? I guess if it is not going along the way, it can be forced to go along the way.I turned her down for the knight: "No, let's go home together."

Her expression dimmed instantly, and she parted from us reluctantly.

The two of us walked towards the bicycle shed together, and I couldn't help muttering: "Does she like you?"

It was too dark, I couldn't see his expression clearly, I only heard him chuckle: "What do you think?"

I "cut": "It's too obvious. When you were rehearsing just now, she fluttered around you like a butterfly." I said and danced around him.

He grabbed my collar and pulled me back.

I abducted his hand and turned to look at him: "If it's because I like you, I'll take your surname."

He ignored me for a long time, I thought he would not say anything, so I lowered my head and muttered softly from time to time: "She must like you."

We walked to the carport and followed him around but couldn't find the car.I took out my phone and turned on the flashlight: "Where did you park the car?" I like to joke, so An Fen helped him light it up for a while, and it didn't take long for him to regain his energy.I stuck the electric light under my chin, made a grin and patted him on the shoulder.

It's a pity that this little trick can't scare him at all. He gave me a blank look, snatched my mobile phone, and threw it to me "childish".

The process of looking for a car was really boring and long, so I mentioned Qiao Yaying again: "She hasn't told you that she likes you yet?" Not to mention, but to get close to the target first, and let the other party confess explicitly."

The knight froze, found the car, threw the phone back to me and answered irrelevant questions: "Didn't you flutter around me like a butterfly since you were a child?" He unlocked the car, stood up straight, and suddenly turned his head Looking at me, "So you like me too? Waiting for me to confess to you explicitly?"

Night has this effect—it blinds the eyes, heightens the perception of the ears, and doubles the sensitivity to sound.

So I actually felt that his voice seemed to come from a stethoscope, shaking my eardrums, and a joke made my heart jump.

I didn’t come back to my senses until he pushed the car away for a while, and hurried to him, and argued: “How can this be analogized, it’s not the same at all... I’m not a girl, I’m not a butterfly... "

He laughed as if he had heard a joke, and said nothing more.

The two of us, he pushed the cart, and I followed. We walked for a while, and when we reached a place with street lights, he made a gesture of getting ready to get on the cart: "Go back by yourself, I will go first by bicycle."

I slapped his car seat with my palm, and shook my head solemnly: "No, bro, you can't leave me behind."

He didn't want to accompany me in a bitter drama: "When will you learn to ride a bicycle?"

"Let's talk... let's talk..." At that time, I thought to myself that I might never learn it in my life, but later he forced me to learn it.

I knew how to ride a bicycle before the knight came to my house, and no one in my family taught me.I missed the best age for learning, so I couldn't get up the energy to learn anymore.

After walking for a while, I glanced at the back seat of his bicycle and thought that it was empty, so I might as well let me use it.So I quickly climbed up without asking his permission.

He stopped and looked back at me, the expression I often see.Seeing that I got used to it, I didn't feel scared any more. I kept a hippie smile as always, and said, "Let's go, brother."

He rode on without saying a word, and I tugged at the sides of his clothes at first, and then simply put my hands in his coat pockets because the wind was blowing my hands cold.

He was busy pedaling, and I had nothing to do, so I had to look left, right, up and down, and finally I was attracted by the sky: "The air is good today, I can see the stars..."

I don't know if he didn't hear me or didn't want to talk to me, anyway, it turned out that I kept talking to myself.Stars, buildings, trees... Say what you see.As I was talking, I was a little sleepy, and I yawned, and suddenly he said that I fluttered around him like a butterfly.I immediately shut my mouth, held back my yawn, and didn't want to say anything more.

I stared at his back in a daze, and many questions came out of my head: talking about other girls, why did he want to drag me?What do you mean I like him too?Still waiting for him to confess to me?What did he think...

I was embarrassed alone, and felt that his back was blocking my view, which was very uncomfortable, so I looked up at the stars again.That night, the sky was full of stars, and I felt like a small fire was burning in my heart. The fuel was some damp wood.