Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

On the fourth day of the holiday, Qiu Qing asked Kuang Mu to go out to practice piano together.

Kuang Mu didn't want to go at first, but he had promised Qiu Qing before, and it was too depressing for him to be alone at home on National Day, so he hesitated again and again, and agreed to Qiu Qing's invitation.

The appointment time between the two is 02:30 in the afternoon.

It wasn't until Kuang Mu found out that Qiu Qing had only made an appointment with one piano.

Qiu Qing supported the piano with one hand, and explained with a smile: "I haven't practiced the piano for a long time, and I want to observe it first today."

Kuang Mu didn't say anything, and walked to the piano. His ten fingers were white and lightly placed on the black lacquered piano cover. With his knuckles, he lifted the piano cover forcefully, and took out his own piano score from his schoolbag.

The piano score looked very old, the pages inside were yellowed and scorched, but it was well preserved by Kuang Mu, even wrapped in a brand new book cover.

He lowered his head and flicked through a few pages with his slender fingertips, placed the piano score on the piano stand, and began to play the piano on his own.

Qiu Qing pulled a stool and sat beside Kuang Mu, staring intently at Kuang Mu's profile.

When he finished playing the song, Qiu Qing clapped her hands lightly, her eyes crooked with a smile, "It's really nice, this "Fantasia Impromptu" you played is the best live version I've ever heard."

When Qiu Qing praised Kuang Mu, her eyes were bright, her tone was sincere, and every word seemed to come from her heart.

"Really?" Kuang Mu didn't show any expression, he raised his fingertips and flipped through a page of the music score.

"Of course, this level is not something everyone can achieve."

"What about Ji Xiaohuan?"

Kuang Mu suddenly raised his eyelashes, looking quietly at Qiu Qing.

Qiu Qing's smile instantly froze on her face.

Kuang Mu's red lips moved, and he said, "This should be the song he played in the art festival competition last year."

Qiuqing: "..."

"At that time, you also gave him a bouquet of flowers, and...... you even hugged him."

Facing Kuang Mu's silent expression, Qiu Qing unconsciously felt the coldness behind her back, she straightened up: "...how do you know?"

Ji Xiaohuan did play this song in last year's art festival competition, and Qiu Qing did rush up to the stage to hug him.

But when these things happened, Kuang Mu hadn't come to Luoya High School yet.

How did he know?

Kuang Mu's eyes were heavy on Qiu Qing, he didn't answer Qiu Qing's words, but took a breath, and asked his own question slowly: "Does Ji Xiaohuan play well?"

Qiu Qing hesitated for a moment, then replied: "It's pretty good, he was No.1 in last year's competition..."

"Since Ji Xiaohuan is so good, why did you break up?"

Qiu Qing didn't expect Kuang Mu to ask such a question suddenly. She looked at Kuang Mu and felt that Kuang Mu's question was a little too straightforward, and even probed into the privacy of her feelings.

But when facing Kuang Mu's extremely attractive eyes, she seemed to be drawn by something, following Kuang Mu's rhythm step by step.

Qiu Qing opened her mouth and avoided Kuang Mu's gaze: "Damn, it's not a big deal for us to break up, it's just that our relationship has faded."

Qiu Qing laughed, but Kuang Mu looked like he was going to break the casserole and ask the end. He bit his red lips, his Adam's apple twitched, and after a moment of silence, he asked again: "Is your feeling weak, or is his feeling weak?"

Qiu Qing frowned and looked at Kuang Mu.

She looked into Kuang Mu's eyes, trying to see Kuang Mu's original intention of asking these questions, but Kuang Mu's pupils were too cold, as if there was no emotion worth studying.

After a few breaths, she still gave up.

Qiu Qing rubbed her nose: "....Our relationship has faded. I haven't given everything, and I can't see through his heart. How long can we talk about this kind of relationship?"

Kuang Mu didn't speak.

Qiu Qing then smiled: "You haven't answered me yet, how do you know about last year's art festival?"

"I heard about it." Kuang Mu's voice turned back lightly, he no longer looked at Qiu Qing, but raised his hand and continued to turn over the piano score.

"Who told you..."

Before Qiu Qing finished speaking, she was interrupted by the sound of Kuang Mu tapping the keys.

This time Kuang Mu played a piano piece that suppressed anger after all.

Several times Qiu Qing opened her mouth to speak, but Kuang Mu's face was so cold, her fingers were flying on the keys quickly, and the fierce sound of the piano hit the wall for a long time.

Kuang Mu's temper has always been volatile, and finally Qiu Qing pursed her lips, retracted her neck and did not dare to speak.

After practicing the piano, the two walked out of the piano store.

It was time to get off work, and the road was full of people rushing home, and they couldn't even get a taxi.

Qiu Qing planned to take the bus home and wanted to invite Kuang Mu to join him, but Kuang Mu shook his head and rejected Qiu Qing, he was very motion sick, especially the smell of the bus would make him vomit if he smelled it.

He turned and walked towards the commercial street, and Qiu Qing followed after he hadn't taken two steps.

Holding the handbag in one hand, she bouncingly said, "I happen to be going home in this direction, so I'll walk with you for a while."

Kuang Mu glanced at her, but said nothing.

Along the way, the two of them kept a close distance.

Qiu Qing was a little excited walking beside Kuang Mu, she wanted to get close to Kuang Mu several times to talk to Kuang Mu, but Kuang Mu's demeanor was very cold, Qiu Qing opened her mouth, but couldn't find any good topics, so she closed her mouth He simply didn't talk much, but he couldn't help bouncing around.

Along the way, many girls on the street cast their eyes on Kuang Mu. Qiu Qing felt that she had a face, so she turned her head and glanced secretly at Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu didn't look at her at all, but his eyes were slightly lowered, as if he was immersed in his own world, and he didn't know what he was thinking at all.

Qiu Qing frowned, she felt that Kuang Mu always had a very depressive aura, which made Qiu Qing a little puzzled.

Logically speaking, Kuang Mu was only 17 years old, born into a wealthy family, with a good family background, and his appearance was even more beautiful.

This kind of person should be at the top of the crowd, he should live a carefree life, and be happy to be his young master of the Kuang family every day.

But Kuang Mu never smiled, as if he was not happy at all.

What could he be worried about?

Qiu Qing pursed her lips and thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't think of a reason. Suddenly, she looked at the sky and said, "Why do I feel like it's going to rain?"

It was as if her mouth had been opened. Just as she finished speaking one second, the weather suddenly changed suddenly in the next second. A muffled thunder sounded in the air, and then raindrops the size of beans densely fell down.

"It's raining!" Qiu Qing exclaimed, grabbed Kuang Mu and ran down the window by the roadside.

Kuang Mu had slender wrists, and Qiu Qing pulled him under the window sill without much effort. After standing still, Kuang Mu frowned and broke away from Qiu Qing's hand, and took two steps back in resistance, using the sleeve of his hand to He rubbed his arm hard twice.

This action caused Qiu Qing's face to turn ugly.

Kuang Mu's skin was delicate, and the skin on his wrist was flushed by himself, but he pulled his sleeve as if he couldn't feel it, and explained lightly: "I don't like other people to have physical contact with me."

As if to verify this statement, a five or six-year-old girl also rushed in to take shelter from the rain. She ran so fast that she almost ran into Kuang Mu, and Kuang Mu immediately hid inside.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Qing's face softened a lot.

"Brother and sister, let's buy a bunch of flowers."

The little girl stood firm, and immediately looked at Kuang Mu and Qiu Qing pitifully. She was holding a bouquet of bright red roses in her hand, and she looked even more beautiful after being drenched by the rain.

"Brother, take pity on me, if I can't sell all the flowers, I will be beaten when I go back..." The little girl begged Kuang Mu bitterly.

Kuang Mu has always been straightforward about things that can be solved with money.

He roughly glanced at the number of flowers, then lowered his head and took out his wallet from his pocket.

Seeing Kuang Muli's actions, the little girl immediately judged that this was a generous buyer, and said sweetly: "Brother, these flowers are so beautiful. Buy some more for sister, and you will definitely live together for a long time."

When Kuang Mu heard this, he stopped his movements, his beautiful brows were slightly frowned, and his face turned cold instantly.

Qiu Qing noticed Kuang Mu's pause, and felt uncomfortable for a while, and then she quickly reacted and squatted down to make a rescue: "How much do these cost, I bought them all, and I won't let my brother buy them."

The little girl was chilled by Kuang Mu's gaze, and she stretched out two fingers timidly.

Qiu Qing smiled and took out three red banknotes from her pocket, and put them in the little girl's hand: "Take them all, if you have more, go buy some delicious food."

After sending the little girl away, Qiuqing stood under the window sill with a bunch of roses in her arms. She stood on the edge of the steps, with half of her toes hanging in the air, looking up at the rain outside, pressing her toes back and forth, shaking her body. .

After a while, she poked her head and asked Kuang Mu tentatively, "Why don't we go to the coffee shop to shelter from the rain first."

The rain was too heavy, standing under the window sill, the rain splashed the pants from time to time, the coffee shop is indeed the best place to go.

Kuang Mu didn't refuse, and the two walked into a nearby coffee shop together.

The cafe is beautifully decorated and expensive, so there are not many people in the shop even on a rainy day.

Qiu Qing was very conspicuous holding a large bouquet of roses. People in the coffee shop looked at the two of them frequently, and even the waiters greeted them with extremely warm eyes.

Kuang Mu found a seat by the window, and Qiu Qing sat opposite him.

The waiter recommended the hot coffee in the store to the two of them, and Qiu Qing ordered a cup of iced Americano.

The waiter leaned over and was about to ask Kuang Mu, but he heard Kuang Mu say in a low voice, "I don't drink coffee, let me have a glass of milk."

Qiu Qing was raising her hand to put the roses on the table, when she heard this, she paused: "You don't drink coffee?"

"kindness."

"Then why did you ask for my coffee last time?"

Kuang Mu paused, and handed the menu to the waiter: "Because you gave it to Ji Xiaohuan."

Kuang Mu is telling the truth. He has a bad stomach. He has never been able to drink coffee since he was a child. When he drinks it, his stomach hurts. If it is serious, he may suffer from stomach bleeding. He wouldn't even take a second look.

When Qiu Qing heard this, she could not help but squeeze the bouquet tightly in her hand, her heart beating faster suddenly.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops falling under the eaves can almost form a line, and the sound is clear and sweet.

Qiu Qing didn't say anything else, she just raised the corners of her eyes and looked out of the window, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

At this time, a girl ran over by the side of the road and stood under the eaves outside the store to shelter from the rain.

The girl was very beautiful, her hair was pulled up high, she was wearing a pure white dress, her legs were slender, and she was as innocent as a girl who came out of a cartoon.

She stood with her back to the glass, her back straight, obedient and quiet as if she was waiting for someone.

Seeing the girl's beautiful appearance, Qiu Qing couldn't bear to be taken aback, and unconsciously looked at Kuang Mu, wanting to see Kuang Mu's reaction when he saw the beautiful woman.

Kuang Mu didn't respond, he was holding the cup in his hand, leaning softly on the back of the chair, looking at the rain outside the window in a trance.

"White Moonlight" sung by Zhang Xinzhe was playing in the cafe. The old song was melodious. Accompanied by the cello, the man's voice was melodious and charming, and it kept echoing in the shop.

"In my heart, but not by my side...I can't wipe it off, your tears at that time..."

"The road is too long, I can't find forgiveness..."

The girl outside the window suddenly jumped twice and waved towards the distance.

Qiu Qing immediately sat up straight and poked her head out of the window.

She gossips and wants to know who such a beautiful girl is waiting for.

The dense raindrops blocked the view, only a tall man holding a black umbrella in the distance was walking slowly through the rain.

Even though he couldn't see his face clearly, he could still see the masculinity in every step.

The man got closer and closer until he broke through the last layer of rain curtain and walked completely in front of the girl.

The girl immediately ran under the man's umbrella, her smiling eyes were bright, and the surroundings were eclipsed.

The black umbrella was raised, and the man's face was slowly revealed.

At that moment, Kuang Mu's whole body tensed up suddenly, he couldn't hold the cup with trembling hands, the hot milk spilled on his hand, and there was intermittent roar in his ears, even the singing could not be heard clearly.

"You are me, the unspeakable hurt... want to forget, but can't help but think back..."

"Like exile, stumbling all the way..."

"I can't wipe it off, the tears in my memory..."

......

Outside the window, Ji Xiaohuan smiled and said something to the girl, but suddenly his smile flickered from the corner of his eye, and his smile stopped.

He turned his head slowly, narrowed his eyes, and his eyes shone with a sharp light.

Those dark eyes first met Kuang Mu's gaze, then moved to Qiu Qing's face, and then looked back and forth at the scene in the store.

Kuang Mu, Qiu Qing, roses.

The surrounding atmosphere is just right.

The four of them were only separated by a layer of glass, looking at each other, Ji Xiaohuan stood outside the window, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly burst out laughing.

The rain all over the sky hit the black umbrella, dripping drop by drop along the tip of the umbrella.

Ji Xiaohuan was wearing a pure black leather jacket today, with handsome facial features, he held an umbrella in one hand and put one in his pocket, his whole body radiated an aura that wanted to kill people.

And the girl was dressed in white, standing under the umbrella with him, one black and one white forming a strong visual glamor.

He raised his chin slightly, pointed his nose high, looked down at the two people in the shop with sharp eyes, raised the corners of his mouth and said three words with a light smile.

"What a coincidence, ah,"

The author has something to say: Let me say first, Ji Xiaohuan did not talk about a new girlfriend.

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