she really hates

Song Zhiyi never thought of this possibility.

Of course she still remembered the day Meng Xi said.

Just as she was sitting in the music classroom practicing piano as usual, a certain song ended and someone knocked on the door suddenly.

She turned her head and saw Meng Xi smiling at her standing at the back door. The school uniform jacket was casually opened, and the sweatshirt inside was fitted against the narrow waist. It is a fresh and straight bamboo branch.

After Meng Xilai conveyed the competition information from the head teacher, he didn't intend to leave.

She moved a chair and sat next to Song Zhiyi, stepped on the crossbar under the chair, bent her legs, and rested her chin to watch her play the piano, her eyes were so focused that she couldn't ignore it.

Song Zhiyi was so distracted by her watching that she felt that her fingers were burning hot under the sun, and seeing that she seemed to be particularly interested in the piano today, she asked her if she wanted to give it a try.

Meng Xi said yes.

Song Zhiyi taught her to play Little Star.

"It's too simple." Meng Xi learned quickly. Although he still couldn't play well, he started to yell, "Don't put me off, isn't there something more challenging?"

The tone was provocative and coquettish.

If it was someone else, Song Zhiyi must have kicked her out, but it happened to be Meng Xi.

Song Zhiyi couldn't get angry with her, and didn't want to let go of this "student" with a bad attitude, so he played a piece of "Little Star Variations".

Meng Xi was so surprised that he was speechless: "Are you a small star, or a group of meteorites? It doesn't have to be so difficult..."

She was the one who was picking and choosing, but she was still so confident.

Song Zhiyi was helpless: "Then teach you the first piece I learned."

Meng Xi said, "What is it?"

"Adrina by the Water".

Meng Xi listened to her play it once, muttering "Isn't this played on the school radio at noon every day", and followed her to learn.

The two of them huddled together on a piano bench, passing their body temperature through light clothes.The intermittent sound of the piano danced in her hands.

Song Zhiyi seemed to smell the fragrance of roses in the garden in that summer again, and even the sunlight outside the window became warmer.

She thought, really want to stay in this moment forever.

It's a pity that when the harsh class bell rang from the radio, Meng Xi jumped up in a hurry as if she was awakened - she didn't pay attention to the time, she was late for class!

Meng Xi said goodbye to her in a hurry, rushed to the back door of the music classroom, stopped the car suddenly, turned around and asked a strange question: "Do you really like piano?"

"Yes."

Song Zhiyi answered without knowing why.

Meng Xi just smiled, with a little unconscious arrogance, his brows and eyes facing the bright sunlight, lively, enthusiastic and shining.

"Thinking about it carefully, I also have something I like so much, so let's work hard together."

After she finished talking nonsense, she waved her hands and ran away gracefully, like a ray of wind that couldn't be caught.

This scene of Meng Xi is too dazzling in Song Zhiyi's memory, like the scorching sun of midsummer that never sets.

But she never thought that this would be caused by herself.

Behind Meng Xi, the thin fountain rose again, and the crystal water column changed color in the colorful lights at the bottom of the pool.

There was a smile on her brows, and colorful lights reflected in her eyes, which coincided with the look back many years ago, and she almost defeated Song Zhiyi at this moment.

"...Is it as exaggerated as you said?"

Song Zhiyi averted his eyes.

She had heard a lot of compliments, but she never took them to heart, but at this moment, she felt the feeling of "being embarrassed by being praised".

She fled from Meng Xi's blunt gaze, and it seemed as if she had returned from a vacuum world.

The beeping of horns in the traffic, the noise of the crowd, and the melodious sound of a violin not far away—it is a classic piece, "Canon in D Major".

These voices seemed extremely far away when she was caught by that gaze, and it was only now that they broke through the barrier and reappeared vividly in her ears.

Song Zhiyi listened to the music, a little surprised: "This violin is not bad."

Are you sorry?

Seeing her avoiding the topic, Meng Xi smiled smugly, but he also let it go.

"Teacher Song said it was good, so you have to listen carefully."

They walked towards the corner of the square where the music came from.

Probably for the convenience of playing, the young girl who played the violin took off her coat. In the cold winter months, Meng Xi felt cold for her.

There were a few scattered pedestrians around who stopped to listen, but she didn't seem to notice, her eyes focused on the strings, her lips were slightly pursed, her face was beautiful and cold.

Instead, there is a small sign with a QR code in front of him. The handwriting on it does not match the person, and it is round and cute:

[If you are moved by my music, you can reward as you like~]

There is also a heart and a smiley face at the end.

They were all rated as "not bad" by Song Zhiyi, so Meng Xi went to scan them.

However, Meng Xi whispered to Song Zhiyi, "I chose the wrong song. If this girl chooses a popular song with a gimmick, there will definitely be more people around than now."

Song Zhiyi glanced at her helplessly, but couldn't disagree with her words.

This "Canon" seems to be the last song.After the young girl finished playing, she put down her violin and bowed to the surrounding audience.

"thank you all."

Hearing the last people applaud a few times, and some praised her, it dispersed after a while.

Meng Xi just received a message from Xiao Zhu, and the driver drove over.She and Song Zhiyi were also about to leave, but when they turned around, they saw a familiar person trotting over with a bag.

"Xiaotong!"

Tong Dong, who had just parted at the hotel before, ran up to the violin girl with a bright smile on his face, "Your three-point candy, hehe~"

"You ran to buy milk tea again..."

"A reward for you! Is it cold, put on your clothes first, and I will clean up the rest."

As Tong Dong said, he came over to collect the standing sign with the QR code printed on it, and happened to see Meng Xi and Song Zhiyi who hadn't had time to leave.

"..."

"..."

Tong Dong froze for a moment, then slowly stood up holding the sign, showing a forced smile, "Haha, you are here too, what a coincidence..."

Kind of embarrassing.

Although Meng Xi didn't want to understand the embarrassment - she and Song Zhiyi were walking after watching the movie, and happened to meet Tong Dong and her...friend?

There's nothing embarrassing about this.But Tong Dong's reaction was obviously uncomfortable, and the whole place fell into a strange atmosphere.

Song Zhiyi seemed unaware of this atmosphere, and answered the words naturally: "It's quite a coincidence. What are you?"

"..."

Tong Dong paused for a moment, then quickly said with a smile: "As you can see, life is not easy, you're a street performer!"

The girl playing the violin noticed their conversation and came over with a milk tea in her hand: "Tongtong? Is this someone you know?"

As she approached, she couldn't help looking towards Song Zhiyi.

"Ah, yes." Tong Dong took her arm smoothly, "My friend, Lin Xiaotong; this is my high school classmate, Meng Xi, Song Zhiyi."

"Song Zhiyi...Teacher Song?" Lin Xiaotong confirmed Song Zhiyi's identity, and after being surprised, he became excited, "It's really you!"

Tong Dong was stunned: "You know each other?"

Meng Xi also raised his eyebrows.

Song Zhiyi was the calmest, she nodded, "Long time no see, Xiaotong."

Meng Xi said, "You really know each other?"

She thought it was just Song Zhiyi's admirer or something. After all, Song Zhiyi saw someone just now, but she didn't react at all.

Lin Xiaotong said: "Teacher Song is my sponsor... I have always been very grateful to you."

Meng Xi: "..."

Meng Xi was startled.

"It's nothing." Song Zhiyi was obviously not interested in this topic, so he just encouraged her, "It seems that you have studied well, so that's good, and you must continue to work hard in the future."

"Yes……"

Lin Xiaotong lowered her head. Although she was praised as "not bad", she was somewhat embarrassed when she encountered a sponsor in this situation.

It's not early, and no one will be on vacation tomorrow except Song Zhiyi. They said a few words and said goodbye to each other.

Meng Xi looked at the backs of the two people holding hands, shoulder to shoulder, leaning on each other and leaving, and suddenly asked:

"Are they a couple?"

Song Zhiyi was surprised: "Did you see it?"

"It just feels like the atmosphere..." Meng Xi thought of himself and Song Zhiyi who were often misunderstood.

The two of them walked together, did others feel the same way?

... really brainwashed by these people.

The more Meng Xi thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he changed the topic: "Then what happened to Tong Dong and Lu Mei's husband?"

Before Song Zhiyi said that Lu Mei's husband took Tong Dong to the concert alone.Although she didn't explicitly mention the relationship between the two, she hinted at it, and Meng Xi tacitly agreed that the two were having an affair.

Song Zhiyi is not someone who spreads unfounded gossip.If she can say it, it means that it is true.

Song Zhiyi said: "I heard that Mr. Feng has recently accepted a talented apprentice, it must be Xiaotong."

"..."

Meng Xi has nothing to say.

She couldn't use words to evaluate this chaotic relationship, and seeing the appearance of the parties was voluntary, so she had no choice but to listen to gossip.

Originally, the matter of those two people had nothing to do with her, but it was Song Zhiyi who surprised her the most today.

"I didn't expect you to support poor students." Meng Xi honestly expressed his disbelief.

Meng Xi also does philanthropy, but from the conversation between Lin Xiaotong and Song Zhiyi just now, Song Zhiyi is by no means the kind who just donates money and gets done, but pays attention to it from time to time.

This completely overturned Song Zhiyi's image in Meng Xi's heart.

Song Zhiyi said: "Who among the real poor students has money to practice musical instruments? I just funded a few talented people who want to take this path."

"So it is."

Meng Xi can understand this.

She also sometimes personally invests in independent game studios with only a few people.

In the end, it doesn’t matter whether you make money or not. The main thing is that when you love a certain industry, you will have a mentality of loving your house and your own.

She was too obvious, Song Zhiyi stopped in front of her car, and glanced at her with a half-smile: "Mr. Meng, what kind of image do I have in your eyes, can't I do anything good?"

Meng Xi blinked and said seriously: "How come? I think Teacher Song is very beautiful, strong, and smart..."

Just not very kind.

Meng Xi kept this sentence hidden, but Song Zhiyi was speechless to her straightforward praise.

"...Okay, I'm leaving."

Song Zhiyi opened the car door and didn't let her continue talking.

Perhaps it was because of the bright red lights of the roadside Hot Pot City signboard, her cheeks were also slightly blush.

Meng Xi suppressed a smile and waved her goodbye.When he got back to his car, he stopped hiding his smile.

Sure enough, you can't be too restrained.Being so cautious when getting along, and worrying about the so-called "friend distance", of course it will be uncomfortable.

Anyway, Song Zhiyi didn't follow the rules herself, she just fought back, so there's nothing wrong with it, right?

No...probably.

Meng Xi didn't want to think about it anymore.

Occasionally, a faint voice complained from the bottom of her heart-if she was not satisfied with what friends could do, what did it mean?

A few days after the class reunion, Song Zhiyi's vacation ended, and the days of flying around the world to go to concerts began again.

"New Year's Eve is coming soon, do you celebrate New Year's Eve by yourself, or go to He's house?"

Han Yuming came to her to talk about the New Year's troubles for a long time before, and by the way, because he was going to visit He's house, he couldn't come to her to ask for red envelopes on New Year's Day, and wanted to pay in advance...

Just as Meng Xi kicked him out, Song Zhiyi's international call arrived, so he mentioned it by the way.

Meng Xi guessed that she did it by herself.

The relatives of the Song family and the Ye family are not close to Song Zhiyi. Now that Song Peng and Ye Lan are both dead, if it is not necessary, she will not contact any of them.

Although Mr. He is her teacher, he is not a family member after all, and with Song Zhiyi's character, he will not bother her.

Isn't that too deserted?Meng Xi thought, out of humanitarianism, she could drop by to have a look on the first day of the new year.

As a result, Song Zhiyi complained with a smile, "I can't go anywhere. I have to prepare for the Spring Festival Gala, Mr. Meng."

Meng Xi: "..."

She forgot about it.

"Hey, that's a good thing."

At least it is better than the game operation that works overtime during the same New Year, Meng Xi said, "Work hard, people all over the country are waiting for you in front of the TV. I will watch it on time."

Song Zhiyi said, "Aren't you going?"

Of course the Meng family has votes.But rather than going to a live show, Mrs. Meng prefers to stay at home. The family of four get together to have fun. Naturally, no one objects to her.

On the contrary, when Meng Xi was a child, she argued one year to go, but Mrs. Meng couldn't hold her back, so she went.

In the end, Meng Xi found that watching the performance live was not interesting.

"That's it, it's a pity."

After listening to Meng Xi's explanation, Song Zhiyi's regretful voice came from the receiver of the phone, "I still hope that if you are at the scene, it can be regarded as our New Year's Eve together."

"..."

Meng Xi had to admit that listening to Song Zhiyi's soft sigh, she also felt that this matter suddenly became very regrettable.It's almost like being bewitched by her voice.

They chatted about other things for a while, most of them were meaningless trivial matters in life, and finally Song Zhiyi had something to do with him, so he ended the call.

Meng Xi hung up the phone, thought for a moment, then turned around and called Mrs. Meng:

"Mom, do you want to go to the Spring Festival Gala this year? There is a venue in this city this year, so you don't have to travel so far."

The author has something to say: the number of words is relatively large so it is late, I tried my best qwq...

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