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Unlike Weiran's home in the city center before, Wei Hengchu's home is in the suburbs, and the transportation is very inconvenient.For Weiran's convenience, he hired a driver to take Weiran to and from school.He set off from home at 6.40 in the morning and arrived at the school after half an hour's journey. No. [-] High School was his school.

Getting out of the car with his schoolbag, watching the students enter the school one by one, he couldn't help but recall the time when he was in school. He went to not an ordinary school but a school for the deaf and mute. Little twist.He has good grades, is well-behaved, and looks clean, so he is liked by the teacher. The teacher always likes to praise him in class, but the result is that he is always bullied by other children when the teacher is not around.

School... was not a pleasant word for him.

"Wei Ran, good morning, what are you thinking about?" Mu Jiangsheng patted the young man who was recalled, he tilted his head, and showed a puzzled expression at the young man.He found Weiran from a long distance away, and Weiran was so special that he could recognize it among a large number of students at a glance.

Before he went out, his elder brother Mu Jiang repeatedly told him to take good care of Wei Ran, he thought, even if he didn't tell him, he would still take good care of the boy.

"Standing here all the time, don't you... feel unwell? Are you going to the infirmary?"

Recalling his fragile and weak appearance when he visited the boy in the hospital, and seeing the boy's thin body and fair skin compared to him, he was worried for a while.

Weiran...won't be in good health...

Facing the slightly worried expression of the person in front of him, Wei Ran shook his head, "I don't feel uncomfortable, it just feels like I've been away for a long time."

"It's been three weeks, it's all my fault, I'm sorry." Mu Jiangsheng expressed his apology again.

"I'm fine now, you don't have to feel guilty. It's almost time for class, why don't we go in?"

"Eh? It's already this point? I'm going to be scolded by the teacher in charge if I play any more! Wei Ran, hurry up too. I'll come to you for dinner at noon."

Wei Ran nodded.

With that said, the two entered the teaching building.Wei Ran was in class (2) of the second year of high school, and Mu Jiangsheng was in class (1) next door. The boy who asked for leave for three weeks during this period of time naturally received a burst of greetings, and the boy thanked them one by one.

Weiran can be regarded as a class grass in the class, and is very popular with girls.With a clean face, fair skin, and the way he always speaks with a smile, he has won the favor of many girls. Of course, this kind of Weiran is not highly evaluated among boys.Wei Ran seldom speaks in the class, and rarely participates in group activities, so even if he has the title of class leader, he doesn't interact much with the people in the class.

Not surprisingly, Wei Ran, who came back from sick leave, received the attention of the teachers of each class. He was ordered to answer questions six times in the four classes in the morning. Fortunately, he answered all the questions and received a lot of attention.

During lunch time, the school cafeteria was crowded with people, but Mu Jiangsheng had prepared meals for him in advance so that he would not have to squeeze with others.Mu Jiangsheng is with his classmate and basketball teammate, or it is more appropriate to say that friend A is a bad friend.

Bad friend A poked Mu Jiangsheng: "A new gay friend will abandon my old love?"

Mu Jiangsheng immediately shook his head: "Don't make jokes in front of Weiran. This is the classmate who was hit by my basketball last time. We just know each other at home, so let me take care of him at school.

Bad friend A nodded thoughtfully: "So that's it." Then he said to Wei Ran, "You can send Mu Jiangsheng as you like, he can go to the hall and the kitchen, he is proficient in sewing and embroidery, and he has such a healthy body. Physique, marrying home will definitely not be wasted."

"Anyang." Mu Jiangsheng stopped Anyang with his eyes, and then scratched his head in embarrassment: "Weiran, that... Anyang speaks in a convulsion, you don't have to worry about it."

Wei Ran ate her meal calmly, and nodded to Mu Jiangsheng to show that he didn't care.

"Hey, in order to prevent someone from beating me up, I'd better shut up and eat." Anyang ate his food in a muffled voice.

The school lunch was far worse than Bai Xu’s, so Wei Ran didn’t plan to eat after two mouthfuls, while Mu Jiangsheng and An Yang used up a lot of energy playing basketball, so after eating their portion, they would eat it. Wei Ran ate the rest of the meal together.

In the afternoon class, Wei Ran was still the teacher's key focus, and was called up to answer questions for three consecutive classes. 3, school dismisses.

After returning home, Wei Ran first finished her homework at night, and then continued to practice her instrumental skills.

In this way, the life of the school passed day by day, peaceful and ordinary.Until Thursday night, he received a text message from Si Huang.

Si Huang 19.22:

Recently, I am practicing "Glimmer of Despair", and some feelings are still not in place. Help me practice together on Saturday to find the feeling?

Si Huang is not good at expressing emotions. He once searched for the song "Flowers and Shadows" for nearly two months and he still didn't feel the best. He knew his weaknesses but he never avoided them. He liked to challenge himself.This time I chose "Glimmer of Despair", which has a lot of emotional ups and downs, to include in the album because I want to break through myself again, but he who is used to indifference seems to be unable to grasp the feeling.

Wei Ran knows how complicated the emotions in "Glimmer of Despair" are. If the original body's emotions are not too strong, he may not, no, not be able to write such a song.He's too calm, even the music can't burn him to the intensity of this song.So, he knew what Si Huang said.

Weiran 19.24:

can.

Si Huang 19.25:

At 12 o'clock on Saturday, the company 18-1 recording studio.

Weiran 19.7:

it is good.