Pipa line

Hino's pale and trembling lips opened and closed several times in a daze, and he worked hard for a long time, but in the end he could only spit out a few broken words, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"I……"

"I can not……"

"Senior," Weiming looked at her quietly, eyes like water, "You said you can't, not unwilling, can I understand that?"

"..."

"Shishui once said this to me, 'Every time I hear Hino-senpai's performance, I can feel an unprecedented shock from the music'." Weiming looked at Hino seriously Said, "I don't think this is something that can be done with just a magic violin."

"..."

"Actually, it's not just me, but Tsuchiura-senpai, Tsukimori, Shimizu, Fuyukai, Hihara...all of us are waiting for you to come back."

"..."

"...So, senior," Weiming pursed his lips, "Please, come back."

"...I, I," the nails of the little finger pierced deeply into the palm, and Hino forced himself to say words against his will: "I don't like violins anymore!"

"..."

"...Yes! That's right! That's it!" As if he had finally found a reason that couldn't be more legitimate, Hino suddenly raised his voice: "Classical music, violin, etc., have nothing to do with me anymore I'm... I don't like it at all now!"

"...If that's the case, senior." Weiming still stared at Hino without avoiding it, his translucent and dark eyes seemed to be able to see directly into her heart: "Why, your expression looks so sad?"

"..."

"Senior, do you dare to say it again? Do you dare to look into my eyes and tell me that you don't like the violin anymore?"

The conversation ended with Hino running away in a panic.However, Weiming has long been mentally prepared for such a result. If he can persuade Hino with casual words, it will not be his turn to play today's event.

Some things still need to be resolved with time.

As expected and beyond everyone's expectations, neither Hino nor Yuki participated in the fourth game meeting this afternoon.

"I think everyone has heard about it. Yuki plans to withdraw from the final selection competition because he is going to study in the UK. As for Hino... I guess he will also withdraw from the competition."

Several people who came to the meeting fell silent at the same time.

"..." Jin Ze sighed: "Don't look at me like that, even if you look at me, I can't do anything about it."

"...I have been able to persist until today because of Senior Sister Xiangsui." Donghai tightened his clothes: "How could it be..."

"..."

Jin Ze scratched his hair, and changed the subject abruptly: "Let's not talk about this now, you all have memorized the theme of the fourth competition, 'things reborn', you have to think about it carefully after you go back Ponder."

"..."

"This is the last selection competition, so cheer me up and prepare well." Jin Ze's interest was actually not very high, he sighed and said, "Forget it, let's end the meeting if there is nothing to do."

Weiming is not in the mood to complain about Kanazawa who once again broke the record for the shortest meeting time.It shouldn't be, she frowned and thought, this morning she clearly saw Senior Hino bring the violin to school, and thought she finally figured it out and started practicing again, why does she still seem to have made up her mind now? Like to retire?

"Liu!" Just as he was thinking this, Lily's figure, who had been missing since the eavesdropping incident, suddenly appeared in midair with a "snap". "willow!"

"Lily!" Weiming was startled by her.

Not caring about apologizing, Lily jumped up and down in mid-air anxiously: "Go and persuade Hino! ​​She suddenly said today that she would return the violin to me, and she also said that she would never touch any violin again!"

"—Huh?" Weiming's eyes widened, "What did you say?"

"Didn't Hino bring the violin to school today?" Lily waved her hands and feet anxiously: "I thought she was finally going to cheer up and practice the piano again. Put the violin back..."

"Did you take it back?"

"No! How is it possible!" Lily said loudly, "I'm hiding!"

Wei Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

"You should think of a way!" Lily was really anxious, she said incoherently: "Go and persuade her! Your words will definitely work! Go and tell her not to give up music, never give up. Don't give up the violin!"

"Lily," Weiming reached out to catch her: "Do you think this is useful? Didn't you persuade Senior Hino?"

The little elf suddenly disappeared.

Weiming sighed: "Anyway, if Senior Hino wants to find you these few days, you just keep hiding and don't come out to see her." Weiming pursed her lips: "Senior Hino...she will always figure it out."

But how much confidence is there in what he said, I am afraid that only Weiming himself knows.

That night, Weiming stared at the phone thinking for a long time. He wrote, deleted, and re-written the contents of the text messages. Several times, he almost pressed the send button and suddenly touched the keyboard. His thumb was retracted.This went back and forth several times, and in the end, the content of the text messages had changed from a bunch of miscellaneous and unfocused ones at the beginning to a short and concise sentence: "The fourth theme: reborn things".

Then, as if he was afraid of regretting himself, he quickly pressed the send button.

"..."

Weiming tightly held the phone in his hand, staring at the screen without daring to blink, so nervous that even the palms of his hands began to sweat.

——What is Hino-senpai doing now?Has she seen the text message?What kind of expression does she have when she reads the text message?Are the eyebrows still furrowed tightly?Has she figured it out yet?Will she be back for one final match?

——Would it be a little too much for me to do this?Will Hino return my text messages?What will she say?

--so slow.

The time obviously only passed for a while, but it seemed to Weiming that a long, long time had passed.The mobile phone tightly held in the palm of her hand clearly did not vibrate to indicate a new text message, but she still couldn't restrain the urge to turn on the screen every once in a while, for fear that she would not get the news she was waiting for in time.

After waiting for a while, Weiming finally became impatient.She opened the curtains "swish" to look at the sky outside - it was completely dark outside.She turned her head to look at the alarm clock on the desk again, the short pointer was about to point to ten o'clock.

Is it already asleep?

Weiming rubbed the tip of his nose, wondering.

At the same time, Hino looked at the six text messages in the inbox of the mobile phone with almost the same content, and was silent.

In the middle of the next day's class, Weiming suddenly felt the mobile phone that was specially carried next to her body vibrate in her pocket.She didn't care that she was still in class, so she quickly took out her phone from her pocket, and clicked to enter the SMS page——

But this text message was not the one she had been waiting for.

"From: Teak: Are you free tonight? I want to invite you to dinner."

"..."

Weiming pursed her lips silently.

Since the incident last time, it is absolutely impossible to say that there is no grudge in my heart.In fact, she has been avoiding teak intentionally or unintentionally, but fortunately, the other party has not come to her recently. To be honest, this made her very relieved.

Now, whenever she thinks of teak wood, her hairs will stand on end.

"To: Teak: Sorry, unfortunately I have something to do tonight."

Frowning and pressing the send button, only a few seconds later, the phone vibrated again.

"From: Teak: Are you still minding what happened last time?"

Before Weiming had time to reply, he received a new text message.

"From: Teak: I really don't want to lose you as a friend. I'm going to study in the UK soon, so this is the last farewell, huh?"

"..."

Weiming sighed.

Well, hiding all the time is not an option.

"To: Teak: Good."

"From: Teak: Well, after school this afternoon, I'll pick you up from your class. See you soon."

"To: Teak: Mmm."

After sending the last text message, Weiming put the phone back in his pocket and continued with class.

If it followed Teak's previous style, he would definitely come to Weiming when the most people just finished class, and Weiming was even ready to be surrounded.But it's been a long time since school is over, but teak hasn't appeared yet.

When Weiming was the only person left in the classroom, Teak came late: "Weiming, can I go?"

"Hmm." Weiming picked up his schoolbag and stood up, and asked casually, "Why is it so late?"

"If you come early, you will definitely be surrounded, won't you?" Teak replied with a smile, and his attitude towards Weiming remained the same as before: "I think you don't like that very much."

Weiming silently sighed for his meticulousness.

Along the way, Teak didn't make any transgressive actions. On the contrary, he was even more polite and well-behaved than before the incident on the rooftop, and Weiming's heart that had been hanging around slowly eased a little.

The two sat down by the window in the restaurant, and looked at each other awkwardly after ordering.

In the end, it was Teak who broke the weird silence: "Wei Ming, I'm leaving next week."

"Huh?" Weiming was stunned for a moment, "So fast?"

"The urging at home is relatively tight, and majors such as finance and economics really need to get used to it earlier."

"Oh..." Weiming was silent for a while: "Then you, teak... will you continue to play the flute in England?"

"Not anymore."

"Oh... eh?"

"I said, no more."

"But...why?" Weiming looked at him in surprise.

"In the end, music is just something for entertainment, isn't it?" Teak pulled her long hair behind her ears: "Besides, grandma won't allow it."

I'm afraid the latter is the real reason.

No matter how scared she was or how much she didn't want to get close to teak before this, at this moment, that emotion seems to be less intense: "Really... have to go?"

"What?" Teak raised an eyebrow teasingly, "You can't bear to part with me?"

This kind of teak is closer to the state before the incident happened than he who is always cautious. Weiming's tense nerves unconsciously relax slowly: "I just feel...it's a pity."

"..." Yuki stopped talking.

"Obviously you performed so well in the music competition," Weiming pursed her lips: "Actually, I was wondering what would happen if you, Teak, could continue on the road of music...it must be very good."

"Even so, so what?" Teak's voice was a little hoarse: "Grandma won't agree."

"Can't you...have a good talk with the old lady teak?" Weiming hesitated and said, "Although the old lady teak is indeed a bit... er, lacking in human touch, but blood is thicker than water, as long as you speak well , she will still agree."

"You are too naive, Weiming." Teak lowered his eyes: "That is impossible."

But perhaps because of Hino's incident, Weiming insisted this time like never before: "If you haven't tried it, how do you know it's impossible?"

"..."

"At least, try to fight for yourself." Weiming said: "Even if she can't make you change your decision to study abroad, but delay it for a while, at least wait until after the music competition is over. Bar?"

Teak looked at her quietly with deep eyes.

Weiming, you like this...

Weiming's back felt hairy when he looked at it: "What's wrong?"

Teak lowered his head and smiled: "Nothing."

...Let me... how to let go?

The author has something to say: These chapters may be boring _(:3)/)_ When I was writing, I kept struggling QAQ, please don’t dislike me QAQ

Then because of the exam next week. . . .This week is a frantic review state_(:3)/)_Comments may not be answered in time, but I will reply as soon as possible~

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