Liu Ruixuan narrowed his eyes slightly and took a closer look at the girl in white clothes in front of him.
Well, I still don’t know him!
"Peach Blossom?"
Xia Yang touched Liu Ruixuan's arm intentionally or unintentionally and said softly.
"no."
Liu Ruixuan glanced sideways at Xia Yang and squeezed out two words between his teeth.
Second brother, what does this mean?
Disturb his hearing and seeing!
"Falling flowers?"
Xia Yang leaned towards Liu Ruixuan and laughed softly.
Falling flowers? Liu Ruixuan was slightly startled, such a familiar word?
When he met Wang Fei before, Xia Yang teased, no, teased him like this.
Now, here it comes again.
Suddenly I thought about the situation when I was acting as a screen. Was I too quiet?
Xia Yang’s screen is unqualified!
Liu Ruixuan's mouth twitched slightly, he glanced at Xia Yang and lowered his eyes.
Damn it, who is this girl?
Where did it come from?
Why are you looking for him?
He also wants to go for midnight snack!
"Look, who is that?" "Where is that?" "That's not Liu Ruixuan."
"Wow, Xia Yang." "Xia Yang, Xia Yang. He's so handsome."
"Huh? Who is the girl next to you?" "Zhu Yan?" "How is that possible? Zhu Yan is wearing an off-white dress today."
Two handsome guys and a beautiful girl in flowing white clothes stood on one side of the road.
This caused the students who were coming and going in small groups to slow down their pace, look sideways, point, talk non-stop, and move closer and further away.
Liu Ruixuan glanced at the noises twice and looked away.
You must have eaten too much to hold yourself up.
I actually recognized him!
Although his voice is not as loud as Xia Yang’s!
But for those people who see people without glasses, how could this girl be so beautiful?
Obviously she's not as good-looking as Zhu Yan, okay?
"Ambiguous?" Looking at Liu Ruixuan's silence, Xia Yang faintly uttered two words.
Ambiguous? Are you still playing?
Liu Ruixuan turned his head and glanced at Xia Yang, then turned his head.
I spat hard in my heart, thinking that I was as sentimental and carefree as him!
He didn't!
"Hongdou?" Xia Yang's warm voice sounded in his ears, and he breathed warmly onto his ears, which made them itch a little.
The second brother clearly knows that he likes Zhu Yan!
It's too much!
"Mung Bean." Liu Ruixuan turned to look at Xia Yang.
With a "Pfft" sound, Xia Yang laughed, nodded, then turned his head to one side and admired the moonlight as if nothing had happened.
"I'm not Mung Bean." The girl said quietly, "Senior Liu Ruixuan, you really have to forget about me."
Liu Ruixuan closed his eyes slightly, then slowly opened them. His hands in his pockets clenched his fists, and then slowly unclenched them.
Be polite to girls!
Liu Ruixuan twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the girl uncertainly, "Are you sure you remember correctly?"
What's going on with this girl?
Couldn't he explain clearly?
Don’t remember, don’t remember!
Can't she hear it?
"It seems that the senior really doesn't remember me." The girl lowered her head slightly, and two seconds later, she raised her head again, "Does the senior remember the New Year's Eve party?"
New Year's Eve party?
Liu Ruixuan blinked, of course he remembered.
The nicknames "Little Music Talent" and "Jade-faced Scholar" came from that party.
He played and sang the song "Reading You" at the party.
But, what does the New Year’s Eve party have to do with the girl in front of me?
Wouldn't this girl fall in love with him at first sight at the New Year's Eve party?
Suddenly an idea flashed in Liu Ruixuan's mind, ahem, probably not!
It’s a bit too vulgar!
"Some freshmen representatives gave flowers to the seniors. Do you remember them?" The girl looked at Liu Ruixuan expectantly.
Freshman representative? Send flowers?
Yes? Why doesn't he remember?
He only remembered that after he finished playing a song, Wang Fei, the beauty of his class, suddenly walked up to him, wearing a bright red evening gown, pouting and grinning charmingly, and handed him a bouquet of white roses.
He really wanted not to accept it, but he still had to give it to his classmates.
He smiled and nodded, politely took it, thanked him, and then walked off the stage amidst a burst of endless applause and cheers.
What does this memory have to do with freshmen representatives?
Liu Ruixuan looked at the girl in white clothes in front of him with suspicion.
There was a warm breeze blowing, and the girl's hair was slightly raised behind her back.
"Send flowers?" Liu Ruixuan thought for a moment, shook his head gently, and looked at the expectant girl.
"Yes, I am the freshmen representative, the one who delivers flowers to the seniors." The girl smiled, and instantly, her expression changed, and a trace of confusion flashed across her face, "Don't you remember, senior?"
"I don't remember." Liu Ruixuan smiled.
Obviously the only one who sent him flowers was Wang Fei!
He is not someone who likes to be in the limelight, but he can't resist Lao Ban's hard work. He must have three programs.
Okay! The whole class unanimously agreed: draw lots to decide who will take the stage.
Child’s play? This is God’s arrangement! It’s God’s will!
He remembered what Lao Ban said at that time.
Damn it, it’s God’s will!
Three slips of paper with words on them, but none of the 38 people in front of them got them.
Looking at the last three notes, he picked up one at random, and sure enough, there was a word on it: Act.
Wang Fei glanced at the note, reached out to touch one, and opened it: Section.
The old classmate took the last piece of paper, looked at it, and asked, who is absent from class today?
Ren Xing! They looked at each other and someone shouted out.
Okay, let’s leave this last one to Ren Xing.
Lao Ban waved his hand and pointed at Wang Fei and Liu Ruixuan. The three of you should discuss together how to perform the show.
By the way, this note has a purpose, remember to give it to Ren Xing!
So much so that in the next half month, wherever he went, Wang Fei would follow him three meters away.
Even during his final performance on stage, Wang Fei rushed up to him as soon as he finished playing.
Where is the image of this girl in fluttering white clothes?
Liu Ruixuan laughed and repeated, "Are you sure you remember correctly?"
The girl was slightly startled and said with a smile: "Since the student doesn't remember, let's get acquainted again."
Huh? The smile on Liu Ruixuan's face froze for a moment, he didn't play according to the routine.
Shouldn't this girl insist that she knows herself?
Then, just like Xia Yang, he shook his head handsomely, "You have the wrong person, goodbye."
"I'm Luo Yan."
Luo Yan? Liu Ruixuan was startled, "Which Yan?"
The color of Zhuyan?
"The God of Luoshui, the moon is closed and the flowers are shy, the fish is sinking and the swallows are falling?" Xia Yang chuckled at the side.
Liu Ruixuan looked at Xia Yang and smiled.
Isn't he just sensitive to facial expressions?
Even if the past has faded away, he will still think about her occasionally, and he will inevitably miss her occasionally, just as she is an old friend, which makes him feel distressed and concerned!
No?
Who stipulates that if Zhu Yan despises him, he can't care about her?
Liu Ruixuan glanced at Xia Yang, then turned away and looked at the crescent moon hanging on the treetops in the western horizon.
He has been willful for once. What can Xia Yang do to him?
In the deepest part of everyone’s heart, there lives a white moonlight!
Ahem, Zhu Yan seems to like stars.
Who doesn’t have a star shining brightly in the deepest part of his heart?
"Huh?" The girl was startled for a moment, glanced at Liu Ruixuan, and then looked at Xia Yang. A sweet smile instantly broke out on her face, "Senior Xia Yang was so complimentary."
Luoyan? This is not a good name.
Liu Ruixuan glanced at the girl's profile. In fact, the girl's profile was not bad, not too ugly.
It’s just that the name is too unique, right?
Is there anyone with the surname Luo?
Suddenly he remembered what Xia Yang said teasing him before.
Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but chuckle, falling geese, falling flowers.
"Luo from Luoyang, Yan from Tao Li Zhengyan." Luo Yan said with a smile. After speaking, she turned to Liu Ruixuan and said, "Hello, senior, I am Luo Yan, a freshman in the piano department of the Conservatory of Music."
Ahem, Liu Ruixuan was stunned for a moment. Is this girl from the same school as him?
Two seconds later, Liu Ruixuan came to his senses again. There were thirty girls in the same class. Who in the same department would care, let alone a freshman.
What does it have to do with him?
"Oh." Liu Ruixuan responded and glanced at Luo Yan lightly.
Is it over? Can he leave?
"Senior, I really like the song you sang." Luo Yan smiled sweetly and looked at Liu Ruixuan.
Liu Ruixuan was confused for a moment, feeling like he had seen that sweet smile somewhere before.
It's just that I can't remember anything.
Could it be that, as Luo Yan said, they had crossed paths and met before?
Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but glance at Luo Yan again.
What did she just say?
Which song do you like?
Read you? That’s not his original work!
"Spring, the beginning of the dream/I thought it was the happiness you gave me.asxs./Love comes without any trace/I thought it was the happiness you gave me."
Ahem, Liu Ruixuan almost coughed, Luo Yan was actually humming his song - "Spring Passes"!
He pays tribute to the love that ended before it even began!
How could she?
Liu Ruixuan had a flash of doubt in his heart. He had never made the song public to the public.
However, Liu Ruixuan turned his head and glanced at Xia Yang.
Xia Yang can sing, and Qing Chulan, whom he met by chance in the afternoon, can also sing, and even changed his song finickily.
Luo Yan, whom I just met, can also sing!
It’s a mixture of joy and sorrow!
Is he already famous?
His only secret was revealed to the public.
Does Zhu Yan know?
Did he ever like her?
Luo Yan's voice floated over again, suddenly sad and gentle:
In spring, you and I never noticed/thought that she was in my heart and never went far/I didn’t want to think that love has disappeared between your eyebrows.
Spring, spring without you/I also passed away, behind the bright sun/Slowly, you have gone far/Oh! Oh! Well! I am walking alone, without your figure around me/It turns out that spring has long passed away
."
In that kind of singing, Liu Ruixuan actually thought that it was March, that sunny March...