The two of them walked out of the elementary school campus. It was almost eleven o'clock, and the sun seemed to be shining in the sky.

Looking at both ends of the road, Yang Jingxing asked, "Would you like to walk around?"

Qi Qingnuo hesitated and doubted: "Not so nostalgic."

Then get in the car.

Qi Qingnuo was sitting in the passenger seat, her eyes seeming to be still reminiscing. After the car drove forward onto a road with no nostalgic atmosphere, the girl spoke: "Don't speak?"

Yang Jingxing said: "There is communication."

Qi Qingnuo didn't know: "What was the exchange?"

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "I asked Noonuo if she liked this arrangement, and she said she did."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "My version is... what was the first real sadness in your life?"

Yang Jingxing disdainfully said: "How can a man be sad?"

Qi Qingnuo estimates that the first time she felt sad in her life was when she witnessed a big quarrel between her parents when she was in the fifth or sixth grade of elementary school. Although her parents didn't feel well after the quarrel, Qi Qingnuo's inner world has changed a lot. What is remarkable is that he suddenly started to pay attention to boys, began to imagine his future life, and even vaguely longed for another kind of warmth: "...I will say goodbye to carefreeness from now on."

Yang Jingxing was disappointed: "I brought you to reminisce about happiness."

Qi Qingnuo is not unhappy, he just wants to explore whether most people's sadness and even pain in life begin with love? Childhood is so happy, so why should we say goodbye to childhood? Of course, we must bear social attributes and responsibilities , but things like family and career are closely related to love: "...it feels a bit like the root of all evil."

Yang Jingxing felt very pitiful: "You tell me what I didn't do well."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled, expressing sympathy or contempt: "If it weren't for love...who would you be so humble to?"

Yang Jingxing immediately held his head high and said, "I am willing to let you take care of it."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled, then nodded: "Good answer, I want to use it too."

Yang Jingxing's eyebrows were filled with joy: "Really? Stockings..."

Qi Qingnuo said: "In case Yu Xinting doesn't adapt to the past or something, you'd better maintain the relationship with Lian Lixin and have multiple options..."

Yang Jingxing was simply angry: "Yu Xinting is more important than me? I keep saying, don't talk about this today, okay? Are you willing?"

Qi Qingnuo was even more angry: "Don't let me care about you so much that I won't consider your feelings and situation!"

Yang Jingxing looked at his girlfriend for a while and laughed: "I may not want to change this shortcoming."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled: "Why don't you pick it up? We're almost there..."

Yang Jingxing refused, so Qi Qingnuo called Yu Xinting. The phone was still turned off. It was estimated that the plane would be delayed, so he stopped worrying about it.

The driving route was wrong. Instead of going back to his residence, he went north again. Qi Qingnuo got smart: "Really going to junior high school?"

Yang Jingxing is very manly: "I want to get back what I lost."

Qi Qingnuo advised her boyfriend not to use up all his tricks that are good but not necessarily miraculous. Besides, he was in a rebellious period in junior high school. Looking back on it: "... When I look back at junior high school in high school, it's unreasonable. It's like I'm jealous now when I look back at junior high school. when."

Yang Jingxing agreed: "Of course she is cuter in junior high school, but she is pretty in high school."

Qi Qingnuo threatened: "Don't encourage me..."

Qi Qingnuo's junior high school campus is much larger than the primary school, and it has not changed significantly since she graduated. The buildings with long history are still there, and the leaders' inscriptions are dazzling. If the environment was compared, Yang Jingxing would definitely have no shame in taking his girlfriend there. Visit your own junior high school.

Novels and rock music dominated Qi Qingnuo's junior high school life. Because he watched "The Beat Generation" in class, the teacher said, "You will do the same thing as your father from now on."

He said that, so it was not unusual for him to occasionally be at the bottom of the class in the exam, but Qi Qingnuo didn't want to be with ordinary people at all. Apart from Nian Qing, who was excellent in both moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and physical skills, he had no friends at all.

Why is it unreasonable to say that it is unbearable to look back? Because Qi Qingnuo knows that he is not rebellious at heart. For example, what he liked at the beginning was actually ordinary chicken soup and warmth, but in order to appear special, he deliberately watched and listened to more special things, and in fact, he was more special.

Those who care about grades... are simply too artificial.

On the other hand, Nian Qing was so loved by her classmates and teachers. Only Qi Qingnuo knew her true side... the one who was truly independent and hidden in the city.

Of course, Qi Qingnuo also paid some price for his behavior. Nian Qing was admitted to the high school with excellent results, but he could only watch his parents ask for help from others, which was the so-called relationship.

Now, Qi Qingnuo has already understood the intention of his parents in taking him to say good things to people, and also understands why Zhan Huayu can lower his posture so low, and Qi Dawei can listen to the almost sarcastic words...

Yang Jingxing was very happy to hear his girlfriend's shameful past: "We were still the best match in junior high school, and we won't go to high school... I'll give you the love letter I wrote." He took out a folded notebook from the inner pocket of his coat.

The paper is a little wrinkled.

Qi Qingnuo pinched the corner of the paper and took it, looked at it, and recalled: "I remember that at that time, they were all very beautiful stationery papers..."

Yang Jingxing simply jumped up: "Who did you write to? Or did you accept it?"

Qi Qingnuo smiled and estimated: "According to the style at that time, I probably wouldn't read it and just threw it into the trash can."

Yang Jingxing begged for mercy: "I'm going to give it to you in high school."

Qi Qingnuo guessed again: "You don't want girls to read it in person, right?"

Yang Jingxing looked around: "Should I hide behind there and take a peek?"

Qi Qingnuo chuckled and unfolded the paper with just his left hand. He walked and looked at it casually without stopping. He took one look at it and laughed: "It's obviously at the junior high school level... you only want to court after the certificate is given?"

Yang Jingxing: "Go back in time..."

A very simple love letter: Hello Qi Qingnuo, I am Yang Jingxing, you are so beautiful, I like you. If you become my girlfriend, I will treat you well.

I know I have many shortcomings, and I will work hard to correct them and make you like me too.

Let's fall in love. With you by my side, my life will be more interesting and meaningful. I look forward to your reply.

He finished reading it in a few seconds. Qi Qingnuo laughed happily, as if he had seen a joke, and then apologized to her boyfriend: "I'm not in the right mood... I'm thinking of re-reading it."

Seeing his girlfriend looking around the middle school campus to find her mood, Yang Jingxing asked anxiously: "Let me tell you first whether you agree or not?"

Qi Qingnuo stopped being pretentious, stopped and looked at Yang Jingxing seriously, and asked: "Are you writing with the mentality of junior high school, or now?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I wrote it seriously last night."

Qi Qingnuo continued to look into her boyfriend's eyes and nodded: "I promise you." He seemed very serious.

Yang Jingxing also nodded solemnly: "Thank you."

No matter how thick-skinned they were, both of them were disgusted by each other. They laughed in tacit understanding and then felt that a kiss on a deserted middle school campus was not too much. A passionate kiss was also okay, as long as the time was not right.

It's too long, don't be too exaggerated in your body movements...

I really didn’t go to the high school, and it was already lunch time. Maybe there were some tacit reasons.

But then, the two of them didn't completely act out the drama. During the meal, they looked a bit like middle school lovers who had just established a relationship. They talked about the school teacher without making too explicit remarks.

Yang Jingxing also bragged about his ideals and dreams to his girlfriend in a young way. Qi Qingnuo didn't criticize him, but it was hard to cheer and admire him like a little girl, so he encouraged her to refer to it.

It was already half past two when the car stopped downstairs at Yang Jingxing's residence. Qi Qingnuo had just called Yu Xinting. The girl got off the plane after twelve o'clock and was resting at the teacher's house. Zhang Chujia was also there, saying that she was

The first interview in the morning felt pretty good, although the competitors were very strong.

Carrying the guitar and hand in hand, we slowly walked upstairs. There were no Spring Festival couplets or decorations at Yang Jingxing's door, but the house was slightly tidied up.

The bedroom door was closed. Qi Qingnuo noticed it and asked cautiously: "Is there any surprise?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head and said, "The air conditioner is not turned off."

Qi Qingnuo laughed so hard that she bent down, then walked to open the door and took a look. There was no surprise, but there was a bouquet of flowers on the table for decoration.

After looking carefully, there was nothing new to discover. Qi Qingnuo relaxed a little, looked at her boyfriend who was still carrying the guitar, and stretched out his hand: "Do you want to do the errands first or get the gift first?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I want both gifts, which one do you want to give to?"

Qi Qingnuo took the guitar but put it down on the edge of the bed, then hugged Yang Jingxing. Now he could kiss as freely as he wanted.

A smart person learns quickly and sums up quickly. It felt like Qi Qingnuo was already a master and could move freely. When they kissed and their hands were groping randomly, the girl suddenly stopped and panted to get the guitar.

Yang Jingxing was active at this time and helped open the box quickly, but he still had to be careful when taking out the piano. The two of them didn't speak, and seemed to have a tacit understanding.

The bed was too short, so Qi Qingnuo went to sit on a chair, and Yang Jingxing asked, "Do you want a footstool?"

"No need." Qi Qingnuo shook his head and said modestly, "Just listen."

Yang Jingxing sat upright on the edge of the bed, but said naughtily: "Warmly welcome Nono." Applause.

Qi Qingnuo also pretended: "Thank you." He adjusted his posture, lowered his head slightly to look at the wide fingerboard, and tried the sound. The tone of nylon strings was very different from that of steel wires.

After brewing for a few seconds and looking at each other with her boyfriend, Qi Qingnuo started playing the classical guitar version of "Warm Heart".

Qi Qingnuo is an expert at playing folk guitar and is also a good player at electric guitar, but she can only be considered a novice at classical guitar. Although it is the same song, the melody direction is mostly the same, but no matter how Qi Qingnuo plays this song "Warm Heart"

"No matter how good you are at playing folk songs, when you switch to classical music, you basically have zero foundation, because the arrangement of the harmonies is very different, and the playing methods are completely different.

When Yang Jingxing was compiling the classical guitar score, although he did not deliberately make things difficult, he did not relax his artistic requirements, and showed his confidence in his girlfriend. It is estimated that even an undergraduate student of classical guitar would not dare to say how long he would be able to get the score.

How good or even qualified it is to play within a few passes.

In fact, Qi Qingnuo's posture is very non-standard, somewhere between folk and classical, awkward.

But Qi Qingnuo is a top student, and this guitar has been with her for many years, and they just went to Pingjing together. After spending so many days together, Qi Qingnuo showed her love for nylon strings and wide fretboards in the short theme prelude.

It is familiar enough, the posture is not standard but the expression is not nervous, and the musical notes are smooth and full of details.

After the gentle and somewhat jumpy prelude, the music enters two parts. There is a relatively strong contrast between the two parts. The melody and rhythm are in opposition and echo. The composer showed off his talent very well in this long section.

Qi Qingnuo still plays very well, interpreting the composition style better, and showing her skills and emotions for music better. The details are much richer than Yang Jingxing's annotations on the score. The girl's facial expressions are subtle but

Touching, including the trembling of the eyelashes on the slightly lowered eyelids.

Yang Jingxing listened very carefully. Maybe he and Qi Qingnuo didn't realize that the physiological reaction they had before had subsided so quickly.
To be continued...