"Let him calm down and don't follow." No one could understand the depth in Sheng Yuye's deep eyes.
----------Perspective change--------------
Somewhere in Shengyu Academy.
An Xiaoruo ran out of the library and could no longer calm down. Although the cool breeze made her sober, she was still annoyed. She didn't understand. Since she was so unwilling, why would she have to compromise?
Forgive yourself.
Originally, I was in a good mood, but after being so disturbed by Sheng Yujie's incident, I no longer had any good mood.
The wind was slightly cool, and An Xiaoruo unknowingly walked into the dense forest, and walked deeper and deeper. An Xiaoruo never noticed it. Suddenly, a melodious violin sound came from nowhere, and there was endless gentleness in it.
sad.
An Xiaoruo followed the sound of the piano and walked over, and unexpectedly found a small white single-room house on the first floor covered with flower vines deep in the dense forest. Under the sunlight, the white small house was incredibly beautiful. There was no door.
Close, you can vaguely see the looming and slender figure in the house. The beautiful young man is facing the window and playing the violin in fascination.
There was a white piano in the house. For some reason, An Xiaoruo always felt that the owner of that piano should be a couple with the beautiful boy. However, it seemed that now the beautiful boy was the only one playing the piano alone.
At this moment, the sun is warm, and the golden sunlight shines through the glass window, covering the figure of Jueyi who is addicted to his own world. He has forgotten the world and himself, as if the air has stopped flowing, and he is the only one pulling in the lonely space.
Qin.
The mournful sound of the piano lingered for a long time. Although the whole small house was illuminated by warm sunshine, it could not feel any warmth at all. It was so cold, lonely, dull and sad.
Seeing this scene, An Xiaoruo seemed to be affected by this atmosphere and affected his mood. I don't know when, An Xiaoruo actually walked into the small house and came to the piano. Suddenly, he found a delicate figure on the piano.
sheet music.
On the milky white cover of the music score, there is a sentence written in black pen that is clear and beautiful but seems to have been written for a long time.
An Xiaoruo gently touched a corner of the music score with her fingers, and said sadly: "Goodbye doesn't just mean seeing each other again, but also not seeing each other again."
One word ends, one song ends.
The young man facing the window sill slowly put down the violin in his hand, and his sharp brown eyes stared straight at An Xiaoruo, who was still sentimental. The ice in his eyes seemed to be even worse, but no one noticed that he was as cold as ice.
A pain flashed across his face, and his deep voice was unexpectedly mixed with a growl: "Don't touch it!"
An Xiaoruo retracted her hand reflexively, but was frightened by the young man's harsh words. She hurriedly retracted her hand and accidentally touched the music sheet on the white piano.
"I..." An Xiaoruo looked at Chen Zisu's almost cold eyes, feeling even more frightened in her heart. She was about to bend down to pick it up, but...