Juliet Tower

It was a little chaotic on the official stage, and the final performance was not as good as the rehearsal effect, but it was enough to impress the audience and send them thunderous applause.

After the performance, everyone huddled on the street near the TV station and waited for their family members to pick them up. Someone flipped through the video clips sent by the official account in real time on Weibo. The comment section was certainly not as lively compared to the stars, but it was almost clear. testimonials.

——Experimental High School is different, it feels that it is not in the same dimension as us.Why do others study so well and still have time to practice musical instruments.

——The conductor is so handsome, is he a student?I remember being a teacher last year...

——The conductor is An Jiayu, look at our future violinist! At the age of 13, he won the championship of the Junior Group of the Menuhin International Violin Competition. The link is the video of the competition.

——Their school uniforms are too pretty...

Qiao Yumian leaned on a bare tree and waited at the edge of the crowd.

For some reason, he felt that if he left without saying hello, An Jiayu would be very disappointed, and that disappointed expression was very annoying.

"Qiao Yumian, why are you standing so far away!" Han Zhuoyi squeezed over with a huge violin case on his back, "My mother parked there, do you want to go with our car?"

The windows of a solid Volvo SUV on the other side of the road were lowered, the familiar face in the driver's seat waved to them, and a bright no-parking sign stood obliquely behind the car.The lava red car paint is shiny, and it looks like it hasn't been driven for long.Qiao Yumian remembers that good-tempered Aunt Yu's first car was a red Beetle, and later changed to a mini BMW with black and red color schemes. It was driven for less than three years, and it was sent for three major repairs. It was the last time she took her daughter with her. Going to the suburbs to live in a farmhouse, I was so excited that I drove the car into a ditch. Fortunately, both mother and daughter were slightly injured, neither arms nor legs were broken.

"Don't look, it's a new car this year." Han Zhuoyi touched his hairline that had been scratched by the broken glass with lingering fear, and he didn't know if there was a scar on the place covered by his bangs.

In fact, Qiao Yumian likes Auntie Yu quite a lot. She cooks delicious food, carefree, and has a relationship with her daughter like friends. They will quarrel, but they make up quickly: "I feel that this car is not Auntie's style..."

"Yeah. My dad is scared every day, and I can't wait to let her go out in a tank. After choosing for a long time, this car has a high safety factor." Han Zhuoyi curled his lips, "She is sad and ugly. Red is her last stubbornness. Let's go , take you back."

"No, thank you. Come back quickly, you can't stay here for too long..." Qiao Yumian took a step back.

"Pfft, don't be afraid, the urban area can't run fast, nothing can happen."

"No, I'll wait for someone..."

"Huh? All right, then be careful on the road. Happy New Year." After finishing speaking, the girl turned around, and the charcoal black piano case covered most of her body.

"Happy New Year." He waved his hand and watched Han Zhuoyi pass through the crowded road. In the busy traffic, he first leaned into the window and kissed his mother's face. copilot.Before the door was closed, he was kicked out of the car again, and sat in the back row in despair. It should be a self-aware driver out of safety considerations.

Just as she was in a trance, a pair of cold hands touched her neck suddenly, and Qiao Yumian's whole body trembled.

"Tsk tsk, don't you want to go with your girlfriend's car?" An Jiayu had a large bunch of exaggerated bouquets in her hand, sunflowers wrapped in kraft paper, "Waiting for family?"

"Wait for you." Qiao Yumian rolled his eyes at him and handed him the flute, "Crazy."

"...You, then, what did you say?" An Jiayu stammered inexplicably, blinking her eyelashes quickly.On a very cold day, his uniform jacket was still unbuttoned. Although the cashmere vest inside was light and warm, it did not block the wind and would blow through. No wonder his hands were so cold, and he looked cold.

"Aren't you cold?" Qiao Yumian saw that it was inconvenient for him to carry the flute in one hand and the bouquet in the other, "Raise your arm." He reached out to fasten a button for the other party, and then pointed to the direction of the underground passage, "I'm going to take the subway. See you next year."

"Hey wait, I'll be with you." An Jiayu followed.

Qiao Yumian stopped and turned around.

An Jiayu looked at Qiao Yumian's confused face, the street lamp fell from the top of her head, and the shadow of the thick eyelash feathers made the three-dimensional eyes deeper and more tired.

It wasn't like this when they were on the stage just now, but when they looked at each other for the last time, he actually saw some devotion and satisfaction in Qiao Yumian's flushed eyes.This person's emotions have always been restrained, and this rare glance really made people care.

In fact, An Jiayu always wanted to ask him why he was so tired and sleepy, why he always looked sullen, and how could the word "insomnia" haunt a high school student of just the right age?But every time these things are mentioned, the other party either dodges inadvertently, or keeps silent, unconsciously revealing a helplessness that makes people unable to bear to get to the bottom of it.

"Your family won't come to pick you up?" Qiao Yumian asked.

"No. I'm busy with other things." He pushed the man forward with his elbow, "There are too many people nearby, let's go first."

The subway after ten o'clock was not very crowded. He lied to Qiao Yumian that his family didn't take this line at all, and today, he didn't go home at all.He casually glanced at the name of the terminal station to prevaricate, and was able to sit side by side with the other party: "Well, you and Han Zhuoyi..."

Qiao Yumian turned to look at him: "Why are you here again... Didn't I say that we grew up together when we were young."

Han Zhuoyi's good-looking is not the good-looking of the universal aesthetics, the lines are tough and mature, but it is more in line with An Jiayu's aesthetics than the traditional logo of peach blossom eyes and cherry mouth.Confident but not conceited, she is a beautiful academic master, smart and easy to get along with, and the cello is also a leader among amateur players.With such a little girl standing in front of her eyes, An Jiayu felt the same, and felt a bit of sourness for Xiao Tong.

"Qiao Yumian, do you have someone you like?"

"...An Jiayu..." The man squinted at him and called out his name inappropriately.

In just a moment, the noise of the carriage, the rustling of the crowd, and the station announcement by the electronic female voice seemed to disappear.

An Jiayu heard a series of strange heartbeats, first slow and then fast.

"Are you instigating my puppy love..." the other party finished the second half of the sentence panting.

"...I didn't ask it, it was for that..." He suddenly remembered that the girl had warned her not to expose her, and hurriedly swallowed Xiao Tong's name back, but it seemed that he was guilty.

Qiao Yumian didn't ask who "that who" was, turned her dark eyes back to the center, leaned her head against the glass window, stared at the electronic screen above the subway door and laughed at herself: "I really want to." The smile was fleeting.

The clean and good-looking curves are very big in An Jiayu's eyes: "Then why don't you try?"

Qiao Yumian didn't answer, and picked up her schoolbag, "I'm here, be careful on your way."

An Jiayu was a little disappointed watching his decisive back as he stepped out of the subway.

When that person bid farewell to many classmates just now, he said a happy new year.

why not try...

Qiao Yu wore the stars and the moon, and blew a cloud of white steam into the night.

When I was in junior high school, there were people who were fighting wits and courage with teachers and parents, Qiao Yumian felt tired watching it.He didn't have the energy to deal with one more person, to remember countless meaningless festivals and anniversaries, to secretly prepare gifts and plan dates, and he couldn't even imagine the devastating consequences of being found out by Li Huijun.

--Happy New Year.

It was An Jiayu's news.

--happy New Year……

Before he could finish typing, Li Huijun's name flashed on the screen, and he had already walked downstairs, so he didn't answer the phone.

During the 3 minutes of going up the stairs, the life-seeking serial call kept vibrating in his trouser pocket until he pushed open the door.

Li Huijun stood in the middle of the living room, frowning deeply, staring at the phone in his hand: "Why don't you answer the phone?"

"Go downstairs..."

"Then pick it up first, and mom will be worried. Why did you come back so late? Didn't you say that 9 o'clock is your show, and it's past eleven o'clock."

On the way to the subway station, An Jiayu insisted on asking him to eat fried chicken, but he wanted to refuse. This kind of high-oil, high-calorie Li Huijun never let him touch it too much since he was a child. He said that the oil was old waste oil that never changed. Chickens are also meat-eating chickens that have been stimulated with hormones.

But the advertisement at the entrance of the store is too tempting.While he was hesitating, the other party forced him into the store, and then ordered a golden fried chicken wing and two bottles of peach soda.

"Well, the teacher stayed with us for a while longer."

He didn't tell the truth to his mother, but when he thought of the warm fried chicken shop and An Jiayu's satisfied smiling face, the guilt of lying was mostly diluted.

He sat down at the table and spread out the physics exercise book, and before writing, he remembered the chicken leg that An Jiayu had forced into him and couldn't help laughing.

"I'll go, it's so juicy, hurry up and try this leg!" The man didn't have the elegance of the swan on the podium at all, like a big dog that had eaten meat, he was shaking his ears and tail excitedly, making him Subconsciously, Qiao Yumian wanted to pinch his non-existent ears.

At four o'clock in the morning, his stomach was not used to the sudden greasy stimulation and began to stir. He went to the bathroom in the dark and vomited as quietly as possible.

Back in bed and unable to fall asleep, he suddenly thought of something, took out his phone, typed the phrase Happy New Year, and clicked send.

Unexpectedly, An Jiayu didn't sleep, and replied with a photo. Joe had a carrot in his hand and a small card in his hand. On the card, he wrote: Happy New Year, Xiao Qiao, go to bed quickly!

……

Qiao Yumian was taken aback.

——Are you in the dormitory?

The author says:

Joe, a chinchilla who has learned to hold cards.As long as there is something to eat.