Thanks Bumin

The most popular breakfast stall near the middle school is crowded with people early in the morning before dawn. Xie Jing squeezed into a crowd of greedy people and finally got squeezed to the front. "Please give me two glutinous rice chickens and another two A tea egg."

The kind proprietress skillfully fished out two eggs from the iron pan filled with sauce-colored gravy, and the smiling proprietress beside her had already packed two glutinous rice chickens. The proprietress quickly packed them with her fingers.

Xie Jing threw the change in his hand into the cardboard box in front of him, took the plastic bag handed over by the proprietress, and squeezed out of the crowd amidst the boss's greeting of "Come again next time!"

Rong Min stood by the side of the road, raised his head, his eyes were focused and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Xie Jing squeezed out of the crowd, as if he had sensed something, he withdrew his gaze, turned his head, and smiled at Xie Jing who was walking.

"Here, yours." Xie Jing divided the food in his hand into two and handed it to Rong Min.

This has always been Rong Min's job, but ever since his hand was injured, Xie Jing saw Rong Min who was about to be squeezed around while his hand was still bandaged, and took the initiative to take over the task of buying breakfast.

God knows how much Xie Jing wants to kill each time he is squeezed until he can barely breathe. His face stinks after buying breakfast every day.Even so, as long as Rong Min wants to buy breakfast by himself or change to another place for breakfast, he will always refuse.

Rong Min handed him the yogurt with the straw already inserted, Xie Jing took a sip, the thick taste and the sour-sweet taste finally made him feel better.

Xie Jing can't drink milk, he thinks the milk smells bad, even if it's winter now, what he drinks is yogurt that has never been frozen.

"What were you looking at just now?" Xie Jing asked curiously, licking off a little milk stain on the corner of his mouth.

Eating the breakfast that Xie Jing bought so hard, Rong Min looked in a good mood, and even squinted his eyes when he smiled, "It's an advertisement on the screen."

Xie Jing imitated him. He looked up at the giant LED screen not far away. On it was an advertisement of a recently popular actress. Every move and gesture of a young girl was full of youthful beauty and vitality. The last one A sweet smile is really intoxicating to the bottom of my heart.

Xie Jing glanced at Rong Min, "You like her too?" The words were mixed with doubts, surprise and a trace of dissatisfaction that Xie Jing didn't even notice.

Rong Min shook his head helplessly, held up a cup of yogurt and lightly bumped Xie Jing's forehead, "Please don't question my vision, okay?"

Xie Jing's forehead was stained with a little bit of water, Rong Min saw it, and didn't even want to stretch out his thumb to help him wipe it off.

The corner of Xie Jing's mouth raised a slight arc, but he was still asking stubbornly: "Is she not good? I know that many people in the class like her."

"Well, it's a pity that I'm not in the range of many people."

As he said that, before Xie Jing could react, Rong Min had already stepped forward, and Xie Jing quickly chased after him.

The two held their heads together, not knowing what to say again.

Not long after they left, they have not yet returned to the noisy shopping street.

A rare group of young girls gathered in front of the large led screen. They were wearing school uniforms, and most of them still had breakfast in their hands. Regardless of the time for class approaching, they were chatting and discussing, pointing at the handsome face on the screen from time to time. point.

"So handsome!"

"Piano prodigy, you are so talented!"

"Damn it, time is so short, I haven't taken a picture yet!"

"Wait a minute, it will be there soon."

After a boring commercial, the face that caused the discussion reappeared on the LED screen, and the girls were excited again, and they all picked up their mobile phones to take pictures as a souvenir.

In addition to the picturesque boy, he also took a few lines of words beside the boy, "Piano prodigy Tong Jing, New Year's concert."

Soon there will be the school exam organized by the Affiliated High School itself, which is also the final exam, so the Affiliated High School students who have just escaped from the nightmare of quality inspection have to continue to invest in a new round of intense review.

"This exam will only be more difficult than the quality inspection." Hai Hai said this with a smile, and the audience immediately wailed.

"After the exam, it will be the Chinese New Year, and the students must be tightened again." This is probably the common thought of all the teachers, and the exercise papers are distributed as if they don't need money.

Rao is as diligent as Xie Jing, but he also feels that the examination papers one after another seem to be endless, and there is no time to stop and drink.

In this high-pressure atmosphere, the only person who can still listen to music leisurely in self-study is Rong Min.

The library schedule of Xie Jing and Rong Min is roughly like this: Xie Jing did the wrong set of questions, and Rong Min started to pass away the pile of papers on hand. Individuals can also have time to leisurely find a place to have dinner.

Xie Jing was stunned when he saw this kind of thing for the first time, and became increasingly numb at the end. It has to be said that it was the first time for him to experience the gap in IQ between people.

"Rong Min, someone is looking for you."

Because of the seat change, Rong Min's seat was rotated from near the door to the window at the other end of the classroom. The person sitting near the door heard the explanation from the person at the door, and shouted inside without raising his head.

Because of this sound, almost all the girls in Class [-] stopped writing, raised their heads, half of their eyes were focused on the door, and half of their eyes were on Rong Min.

Rong Min propped his chin with his left hand, looked sideways out of the window, his eyes were blurred, he didn't know what he was looking at, the white earphones were still plugged into his ears, and he was deaf to the sound outside.

"Rong Min, someone is looking for you outside, please go outside." The person in charge of the message seemed impatient, and raised his voice.

Xie Jing slapped his pen on the table heavily, stood up and walked to Rong Min in front of everyone's eyes, and pulled off his earphones.

Rong Min's dissatisfied eyes turned into a smile when they touched Xie Jing's face, like an iceberg melted into spring water overnight.

"You looking for me?" He asked with a smile.

Xie Jing tensed his face, pointed to the outside, and said in a blunt voice: "Someone is looking for you outside, and it disturbed me."

The incongruous sentence made Rong Min's smile spread from the corner of his mouth to his eyes when he heard it.

"I'm sorry, I'll take care of it right away." As he said, he rolled up the earphones and put them in his pocket, stood up, and walked out slowly.

Xie Jing returned to his seat under the "admiring" eyes of everyone.

In the papers spread out on his desk, he filled a big chemistry question meaninglessly with physics formulas, Xie Jing smiled slightly, and blotted them out one by one with horizontal lines stiffly.

Xu Kangrui turned his head to look at Xie Jing's face, then looked at the door, and let out a chuckle of unknown meaning.

As soon as Rong Min walked out, he was dragged by two girls whom he didn't know to a small forest next to the teaching building. As soon as Yao Ying, who was waiting there, showed his face, they all broke up laughing.

Today's Yao Ying has obviously been well-dressed, she put on a slim light brown woolen coat over her school uniform, her hair hangs down on her shoulders, shining like silk.

Seeing Rong Min walking slowly towards her, Yao Ying's black pearl-like eyes burst into a dazzling look.

Rong Min stood still in front of Yao Ying, the fragrance on her body made him frown quickly, he took a step back slightly, looked sideways at the girl standing in front of him, and asked politely: "Are you...? "

Yao Ying was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't expect that the other party didn't even know who she was. She pursed her lips and smiled to hide the fleeting disappointment in her heart, and introduced herself generously: "I am Yao Ying, a sophomore in high school. On New Year's Day, the two of us I've been a partner before, the senior won't forget me so soon, right?"

Rong Min curled his mouth and did not answer.In fact, he didn't even take a serious look at what Yao Ying looked like.

Yao Ying looked at the clean chin of the man in front of her, she throbbed for a while, her face flushed slightly from nervousness, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on her nose.

She knew Rong Min and the rumors that he was cold and almost withdrawn, but since the ensemble that day, she kept thinking about that melody in her mind. He felt that he could hear the emotions in the string of notes, and could touch that heart.

This feeling of being possessed even made her want to leave the rose that Rong Min put on the piano regardless of other people's eyes when she got off the stage.

"Senior, I, I think your piano talk is very good, if possible, can we be friends?"

As soon as the words fell, Yao Ying's face flushed instantly, she didn't expect that she actually said the words.

"That's it." Rong Min's voice was lazy, making it hard to hear the meaning behind his words.

"Well, yes, can it be?" Yao Ying pinched the hem of her clothes nervously.

Rong Min smiled politely, different from the smile he had when facing Xie Jing, this smile was so fake that it seemed to be stretched out from the mask and stuck directly to his face.

"Sorry, I have no plans to make other friends right now."

Yao Ying's eyes turned red when she heard his refusal, and her vision was blurred by the slight moisture.

The next second, she made a move that she couldn't even imagine, she trotted forward and grabbed the hand of Rong Min who was walking back, and stuffed an envelope into his hand.

"This, this letter, please read it."

Said, turned around and ran away quickly.

With a sullen face, Rong Min looked around, and found a trash can not far away, he was about to walk over, but suddenly stopped, he didn't know what to think, and stuffed the envelope into his pocket.

On the way home from school, Xie Jing walked beside Rong Min, he saw the white corner of his pocket at a glance, took it out, and weighed it in his hand.

"what is this?"

"Nothing." Rong Min answered simply.

"No, this is obviously a love letter." Xie Jing said firmly.

"Well, maybe."

"What does it mean to be possible? This is clearly it."

"Well, yes, yes." Rong Min replied perfunctorily, his gaze was already attracted by something in the window.

"It's so old, and you still write love letters." Xie Jing pouted, said with disgust, and then put the letter back into Rong Min's hand, "You can figure it out yourself."

Although I am very curious about what was written in it, Xie Jing would not be so dishonest as to tear apart a love letter written by someone else to Rong Min.

Rong Min, who had been thinking about something since just now, was holding the letter in his hand, and when he passed by a certain trash can, he threw it into it without hesitation. This letter, which has no use in Rong Min's heart, was just so silent. Lie on the ground with a pile of useless garbage.

Just like the withered rose in the letter, Rong Min casually put it on the piano, not for any reason, just because it is not important, not important at all.