i really don't like you

Jiang Yuebai went back to his room, as Ouyang said, all the decorations have not been changed at all, no matter how big or small things are, they are the same as when he left in a hurry.

There was a knock on the door, and Aunt Zhang came in with a bowl of chicken soup:

"Drink some hot soup first, it's cold."

Jiang Yuebai took it with a smile and finished the drink. Aunt Zhang looked at his room full of youth and sighed: "So many things are all about when you were young. How old were you back then, Ruan Ruan Nunuuodi hugged me and called me Aunt Zhang. Later, you grew older, went to middle school, and became the general manager of the company, but these things have been kept here, and you can’t take them away or throw them away. Look at them , I always feel that you are still there, you have always been the child who has not grown up, the old lady and Miss Moon are still there, you have never left..."

Jiang Yuebai drank a bowl of chicken soup, and Uncle Zhang also came up, and said with a smile: "Why do you drink a bowl of chicken soup, and everyone looks so sentimental? The meal is ready, come down and eat."

Uncle Zhang really put his heart into it. The table was full of dishes that Jiang Yuebai loved when he was a child. After eating, he helped Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang clean up the table. Seeing Aunt Zhang was about to go upstairs, Jiang Yuebai thought about it Thinking, said: "Aunt Zhang, wait."

"what happened?"

"Please help me tidy up the room. There are some things that should be thrown away. Just throw them away. I haven't found the time to tidy up after all these years."

Aunt Zhang paused, sniffed, and said with a relieved smile, "Okay! Throw away everything that needs to be thrown away, and let's start over."

Jiang Yuebai smiled and wandered around the garden in the vestibule.

After a while, Aunt Zhang called him from downstairs: "Master Yuebai, come up here."

Jiang Yuebai went back to the room, and found that the originally messy room was still tidy, except for some sundries on the desk that Aunt Zhang didn't know how to deal with: "I've dealt with other things, but I'm not sure about these few things. Whether you want it or not, you can do it yourself."

Jiang Yuebai Yinghao, went to check those things. There were not many things. There were a few notebooks from high school and a pen. He remembered them clearly. They were gifts from Jiang Yingan on his 15th birthday. Yuebai picked it up, hesitated for a while, and put him on the bookshelf next to him: "Throw away the rest of it."

Aunt Zhang picked up the things, and with a bang, a box fell out of the sundries. She picked it up and opened it: "It's an mp3, is it yours?"

Jiang Yuebai took a look at it, looked at this little thing in shock, and said, "It's not mine."

This is Song Yi's mp3 at that time, how did it get into his hands?

Still in this box?

Jiang Yuebai tried hard to recall, and finally had a clue.

It happened to be related to the dream he had that day. On the eve of the college entrance examination, he and Song Yi agreed that they would learn that beautiful German song at the same time, and whoever learned it first would agree to the other's request.

At that time, Jiang Yuebai dedicated a little extra time to practice every day in order to make Song Yi feel embarrassed. Unfortunately, German is too difficult and he has no talent. After practicing for more than a week, he can barely master The chorus part is familiar, and it is still far from singing the whole song.

During the period, in order to prevent Jiang Yueyue's love letter from being handed over to Song Yi, he jumped into the lake by himself and pretended to fall into the water by himself. Yuebai was very depressed. Seeing that the college entrance examination was about to happen, who could be happy when something like this happened?

Song Yi's mp3 was in his hands at that time, and Song Yi handed it to him when they parted on a Wednesday afternoon.

At that time, Jiang Yuebai could only barely open a slit to look at the road, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

That was the key knowledge that Song Yi personally recorded for him bit by bit. The content covered all the subjects to be tested, and several g's of memory were filled by these recordings.

Jiang Yuebai was very grateful, carefully selected among the hundreds of documents, listened to them every day before going to bed, reviewed and consolidated, and Jiang Yuebai helped him study together at home, this matter finally made some progress.

It's a pity that there was an unexpected situation. Shen Ruwei died tragically in an accident three days before the college entrance examination. The Jiang family changed drastically. After that, things developed in another direction. Whether it was Jiang Ying'an or Jiang Yuebai's sister and brother, Wulin was on the same page. A different life trajectory than before.

Encountered great changes, many things were put on hold. In the end, he didn't even have time to take the college entrance examination. This mp3 full of Song Yi recordings was put on hold just like that. In the following years, Jiang Yuebai left City A, and has never been there since. Step into this room half a step.

Unexpectedly, this forgetfulness turned out to be ten years.

Jiang Yuebai picked up this old-style MP3 to look at it, pressed it, but there was no response, Aunt Zhang smiled and said: "It's been so long, I don't know if it can still be used."

"Do you have this kind of charger at home? Aunt Zhang, can I still charge it if I try."

Aunt Zhang searched and found a charger of the same type. Jiang Yuebai plugged it in, but there was no response for a long time. He was disappointed for a while, so he simply ignored it and just put it there.

The rest of the things were disposed of, and Aunt Zhang gave him a clean and tidy room. Jiang Yuebai looked around, and memories flooded in. Obviously it was only ten years ago, but he also felt a sense of vicissitudes.

After all, compared to the eternity of nature, how many decades can a person have?

In the afternoon, it started to rain, pattering and deserted.Seeing this, Jiang Yuebai probably wouldn't be able to leave today, so she called Ouyang and told Aunt Zhang that she wanted to stay overnight. Okay, good night, how long has it been since you spent the night in the old house?"

"Seven years." Jiang Yuebai was in a trance, moved a rocking chair and sat in the courtyard watching the rain.

When he returned to the room, he accidentally looked at the socket, and found that the MP3 was on. Jiang Yuebai looked at it in surprise, and he saw a sign that it was charging.

Unexpectedly, an mp3 that has not been used for ten years can still be used. This is undoubtedly the biggest surprise today.

About half an hour later, the charging was over, Jiang Yuebai couldn't wait to turn on the mp3, and he saw the full directory, he randomly clicked on one, Song Yi's slightly deep voice came slowly, accompanied by the rain outside the window A voice that makes people peaceful:

"Motion is an attribute of an object. The motion of an object does not require force to maintain it. An object without force does not exist..."

While listening, he casually flipped through the catalog, which covered key knowledge points of many subjects, all of which were carefully prepared notes by Song Yi. At that time, he only thought that it was Song Yi's eagerness to help others, and didn't think much about it.Now looking at these no less than [-] recording files, I realized that Song Yi's intentions were evident from this moment.

How long will it take to prepare so many documents?Recorded again and again, and corrected little by little until the memory is fully occupied, how much thought did Song Yi spend?

It's a pity that he didn't have time to hear the end at that time, and he let down Song Yi's kindness in vain.

After ten years, Jiang Yuebai finally turned to the end of the directory of the recording files, feeling overwhelmed and feeling sore.

At the end of the directory, after the last file, Jiang Yuebai took a closer look and found a folder named 'Professional Enlightenment after the Examination'.

He hesitated to click in, and found the last recording file, which was ten years late.

The file has no name, only four words of the simplest recording file.

Jiang Yuebai's intuition told it that this was a very important thing, and the more important it was, the more careful and fearful it would be. He hesitated for a long time, but finally curiosity overcame his worries, plugged in his earphones, and carefully entered the file.

At first, there was a slight noise, which seemed to be the sound of objects rubbing against each other, and then there was a sudden sound of a musical instrument. It was a short audition process. From the sound, it should be a guitar. As soon as the familiar prelude sounded, Jiang Yuebai had already guessed it. There was a slight layer of goosebumps on the skin.

After the prelude, Song Yi's deep and soothing voice came out, and the fluent German came out of his mouth, forming a series of melodious notes. , as if whispering to someone.

This is the first time he has listened to Song Yi sing a song completely. Although he is still a little green, Song Yi undoubtedly completed the song very well. Tightening the mp3 in his hand, at the end of the song, Jiang Yuebai was in a trance, and was about to take off the earphones. Suddenly, after a short pause, Song Yi's voice came from the old mp3:

"Jiang Yuebai, when you hear this song, we have already passed the exam. Of course, if you keep your promise. As you can see, I can already sing this song, so you still remember our bet Date, you lost, and I am willing to admit defeat, and now I want to make a request to you."

"Before that, I want to tell you a story about this song. The protagonist of the story is not a big man, but a pair of ordinary lovers. They are my parents. They are studying in Germany together. They know each other, love each other, and stay together. That's the song my father sang to my mother when he proposed."

"The name of this song is called Moonlight in Berlin Night, and that's what I want to say to you."

"I am deeply attracted to you, from body to heart, and I will always love you, from before and into the future for a long, long time."

"Jiang Yuebai, I solemnly request you to go to Berlin with me to watch the moonlight during the summer vacation."

"I'm very sorry if I disturb you."

The recording came to an abrupt end. Jiang Yuebai sat stiffly by the bed, her limbs were stiff, as if she had lost all movement and language abilities, she caught a glimpse of the mp3 lying quietly in the corner, thinking about what happened just now, her emotions broke down again .

He sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, unconsciously clenched the silky sheet with his fists, struggling like a drowning person, panting heavily, but still in vain, almost unable to breathe normally.

After the stinging pain passed, the room returned to calm, and I could only hear my increasingly violent heart beating loudly and beating unwillingly.For a long time, he buried his head in the quilt, and there was silence all around. Jiang Yuebai kept his red eyes open and did not sleep until dawn.