I don't just want to dream about you

The school celebration can be said to be a very important event held by the school. Shen Qinghan rushed to the school in his own private car early in the morning.

She still remembered that she was favored by the leaders who came because of the dance she danced at the school celebration.Then I invited her to dance a dance about urban cultural construction.

That video was very successful, and she became popular because of this dance.It paved the way for her to enter the entertainment circle.

Thinking about it now, it seems like it happened yesterday.The memory is still clear.Just a very different mindset.

At that time, she only danced because of the face of the teacher's invitation, but now she wants to dance for Meng Yihuan.

Time passed bit by bit.There were seven or eight girls crowded in the small dressing room.There was tension on every girl's face.Under the influence of such an atmosphere, Shen Qinghan also felt a little nervous.

She sent a message to Meng Yihuan in the morning, but the other party hasn't responded to her yet, and she doesn't know if she is preparing some little surprise.

Shen Qinghan watched the make-up artist smear on his face, it was hard to bear to look directly at a face after heavy make-up.Shen Qinghan looked at himself in the mirror, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

Well, although I have always been very clear, these makeup artists just like to paint people in this ghostly way.But when I thought that I would have to confess my feelings to Meng Yihuan in the future, I felt that this kind of makeup was absolutely unacceptable.

"Is this makeup too heavy?"

"It's not the first time being transformed into this way, just get used to it." Zhu Sixi, who was sitting next to Shen Qinghan, said in a thoughtful manner.

Her face is also not to be looked at directly.

Well, if it’s really not possible, after the show is over, I’ll come back and take off my make-up before going to see Meng Yihuan.

Shen Qinghan had a smile on his face that couldn't be concealed. It was rare for everyone to see her in such a good mood. She wanted to jokingly say something, but felt that she and she had nothing to do with each other, so she had no choice but to touch Zhu Si secretly, and let Zhu Si Think to ask.

"Why are you in such a good mood? Is your little follower coming to see your performance later?" Zhu Si teased.

"Yes." Shen Qinghan said with a smile.

The show before their performance was a skit, Shen Qinghan hid in a corner of the dark place, his eyes scanned the scene, he couldn't find Meng Yihuan for a long time, and felt a little uneasy.

It's the first day off on New Year's Day, will she get stuck in traffic on the way here?Or... Shen Qinghan's every assumption was not very good. She held the phone to call Meng Yihuan, but the phone kept showing that it was turned off.

Shen Qinghan's heart sank more and more, and he comforted himself, maybe Meng Yihuan was preparing some little surprise, afraid that his mouth would be too big to help and say it in advance, so he turned off the phone to scare himself.

No matter what mood she was in right now, Shen Qinghan maintained her composure very well, but her tightly clenched fists revealed her panic.

She has practiced this dance hundreds of times, and every movement is engraved in her bones.She is extremely confident in herself.

The dance performance was very successful, the colorful lights shone on Shen Qinghan's body, her eyes quickly scanned the scene again, but she still didn't see Meng Yihuan.

Towards the end of the performance, her brain tingled again, and this time, she even heard her parents' worried voices clearly.

There seemed to be many people around her, calling her name.

At this time, Meng Yihuan was still on his way from the hospital to school.It was already ten o'clock when she woke up in the morning, looking at Liu Wen who was sleeping soundly.Meng Yihuan resisted not making a sound.

I was careless, I didn't turn on my phone before going to bed last night, I didn't remember to charge it, I didn't even set the alarm clock, and I wanted to get up early.Well now, straight up missing the show.

Thinking that Shen Qinghan might have been waiting for her to be there, Meng Yihuan felt extremely guilty.

"Master, can you drive faster? I have something urgent to do?" Meng Yihuan couldn't bear to urge the driver.Holding the turned off mobile phone in his hand, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

"It's useless to remind me, what's the hurry, little girl?" The driver looked very young, with a cigarette in his mouth, took a deep breath, and blew out a white smoke ring and asked casually. road.

"I have a very important person performing at school. I promised her before, and I will definitely watch it"

Meng Yihuan himself was a little surprised when he said this sentence, even if something happened to Liu Wen earlier, he was not in a hurry.

But now he just missed Shen Qinghan's performance, why did he panic like this?

"Oh, boyfriend?" The driver was a little gossip, and happened to be waiting for the red light again, so he really started chatting with Meng Yihuan.

"Ah?" Meng Yihuan didn't expect the drivers to talk so gossip now, and she was instantly confused.

"I was the same as you when I was young. Alas, in order to meet my girlfriend, I even learned how to go to her school to find her." The driver recalled what he did when he was young, and the speed gradually increased.

Stop it, come on, I'm totally different from you, okay?I have never learned it.

Meng Yihuan just wanted to complain, but seeing the driver's expression of understanding and empathy, he couldn't bear to speak up, so he could only acquiesce.

Just thinking back to the boyfriend that the driver said before, I felt a little bit in my heart again.

If Senior Sister and I are... in a couple relationship.Meng Yihuan smiled unconsciously, ah, stop, why are you smiling!

Could it be that she almost forgot that the senior sister already has someone she likes? Meng Yihuan remembered that Shen Qinghan said before that she would tell herself who she liked after the performance, but if she was late, would she still be willing to tell?

Meng Yihuan bit her nails and frowned. Is it too late for me to buy something to congratulate my senior?Although I didn't watch Senior Sister's performance, but if it was Senior Sister, the performance must have been very successful.

Meng Yihuan believed so.

Meng Yihuan suddenly woke up, what happened to him?Are you too involved in this dream world?Clearly knowing that these are just dreams...so much joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are immersed in it.

Speaking of which, I haven't thought about it for a long time. This is just a dream. I have been busy during this time, and I don't have any extra time to think about it.

Shen Qinghan believed that Meng Yihuan was not someone who would break appointments.She sat in the dressing room after removing her makeup, as if she would not leave as long as Meng Yihuan did not come.

Their show was the finale show. After the show, they visited the school. Those who danced together walked out of the dressing room one by one, leaving only Shen Qinghan alone.

When Meng Yihuan entered the school, there happened to be a large number of students going out, and he shouted in his heart that it was not good, it was over, let alone the end of the show, he didn't see anything at all.

In the taxi, Meng Yihuan borrowed the driver's power bank to charge his phone, and then turned on the phone.

With the idea of ​​gambling on luck, Meng Yihuan called Shen Qinghan. She was only concerned with checking the time before, but now she realized that Shen Qinghan had called herself so many times before.

I blamed myself even more, if I hadn't woken up late...forgot to turn on the phone and set the alarm clock, how could it have become like this.

"Hello? Sister, where are you?" Meng Yihuan hung the phone by her ear and walked towards the school with all her might. This was the first time she disliked her school too much.

After a long silence, Meng Yihuan heard Shen Qinghan say, "I'm in the dressing room of the gymnasium"

With the target direction, Meng Yihuan's foot speed is so fast that he is almost running, "Senior sister, wait for me, I will come"

"Um"

She couldn't hear her senior's emotions at all, and this was what made Meng Yihuan panic the most.If it's me, I'm sure I'll be pissed off when I expect to invite someone to come and be let go.

Senior sister can still answer her phone call calmly, she is already very patient with herself.

Within a few minutes, Meng Yihuan ran over, opened the door, and supported the wall panting.

Shen Qinghan was still sitting in her seat, without any reaction on his face, he just carefully looked back and forth at Meng Yihuan's body to confirm that the other party was not late because of a car accident or something, so he was relieved.

"I'm sorry, senior, I seem to be a little late..." Meng Yihuan's words were full of guilt. She was dusty and disheartened, and she was in a hurry to go out in the morning, so she washed things casually, let alone tie them up. hair out.

"Um"

"Um... senior sister, are you angry?" Meng Yihuan swallowed and was a little scared. She doesn't have much habit of coaxing people, so it's not too late to learn it now.

"Why did you come so late?" Shen Qinghan wanted to ask calmly, but when he thought of Meng Yihuan letting him go, he felt a little wronged in his heart.

It was also the first time for her to like someone, and she didn't know how to express her liking, she always felt that she was trying to get into the relationship between the two.

However, I was full of joy waiting for Meng Yihuan who would watch me standing under the stage, but gradually became disheartened as time passed.

Is it because I am not important enough that Meng Yihuan let her go?

"I..." Meng Yihuan thought for a while, and didn't plan to tell what happened between herself and Liu Wen in the hospital. This kind of topic is too sensitive. As a friend, I should help Liu Wen keep the secret.

"I got up late." She knew that her senior would be angry if she said this, but Meng Yihuan still said that, she didn't want to lie in front of Shen Qinghan.

When Shen Qinghan heard these words, all the construction she had done for herself collapsed in an instant, and she was filled with an indescribable sense of anger that she was truly let down, or that she felt that it was outrageous and ridiculous.

She stood up and walked towards Meng Yihuan.

Shen Qinghan is half a head taller than Meng Yihuan, her pupils are grayish, at this moment she is staring at Meng Yihuan with these eyes, "Yihuan, you lied to me, can you give me another reason?"

"I can't seem to accept this reason." Shen Qinghan's voice trembled.

"I'm sorry, senior." Meng Yihuan lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Shen Qinghan.

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