The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Mu Qianxi, who usually came to him on time to chat or ask questions during class breaks, did not show up for the first time this time. Leng Che went to the bathroom and returned to the classroom when he saw a small note pressed on his seat.

"School is over at noon. Let's meet in the piano room 504 of Siyuan Building."

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Leng Che's knuckles holding the note turned white from the force he pinched it with. When he heard that the new student who had transferred to the school was her in the morning, he thought he could face it calmly enough. But when he looked at the familiar handwriting and the special signature, a big stone hit his calm heart, and a wave of excitement suddenly arose. Waves.

He clenched his jaw, his thoughts confused, crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

He didn't go.

When I came to the classroom in the afternoon, I found another small note in the desk drawer.

"After school in the afternoon, I will wait until you show up in the piano room 504 of Siyuan Building. Her notebook is with me. If she doesn't see you, she might lose it."

His heart felt like it had been cut by a sharp knife, and the note was crumpled into a ball again and held in his hand. He clenched his hands tightly and tried his best to control his emotions. He seemed to be drowning in a deep pool of sadness, unable to hear anything happening around him.

School in the afternoon.

Mu Qianxi was packing her schoolbag and preparing to go to the second special training class to find Leng Che and go home with her. As soon as I turned on my phone, I received a message from Leng Che.

Leng Che: You go to the school gate and wait for me. I'll finish some things and go back together.

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After a while, as he picked up his schoolbag and was about to leave the classroom, Xiao Shiyan rushed in in a hurry.

"Little bully! Let's go, let's go!"

He grabbed her and dragged her out.

In the corridor, Mu Qianxi struggled to break away from his hand with a confused look on her face: "What are you doing? Let's talk to him if you have something to say."

"Oh, what are you talking about? Besides, our house is about to be robbed! We are in urgent need! Just come with me!"

Being pulled by him to run again, she had a hunch that this incident must have something to do with Leng Che.

"Is it related to Leng Che?"

"Bai Snow made an appointment with Brother Che to meet in the piano room 504 of Siyuan Building after school! Brother Che has probably arrived at Siyuan Building by now!"

It turned out that he was going to see Bai Snow when he said he had something to deal with. Sure enough, I still can't let go, otherwise I wouldn't be so impatient to see each other.

At first it felt like I couldn't breathe, but now I feel even more depressed. She stopped and said, "I'm not going. You have to go alone. I don't want to get involved in what's going on between the two of them."

"No, little bully, you have to go! I can't swallow this bad breath! I caused Brother Che to be beaten half to death, and now she has the nerve to come back to find him? We must not let her succeed!" Xiao Shiyan said with righteous indignation, and he wanted to live or die. Pulling her along, "We have to go explore the enemy's situation!"

"No, are you sure you are in Siyuan Building? How did you know they were going to meet."

"Sure! I saw Brother Che's face was not good and he threw something into the trash can. I went to the small dark room and rummaged through the trash can while he was not in the classroom."

"...Tsk, you really can do it."

"For your happiness, what does this mean?"

"Thank you."

The melodious piano sound flows out from the 504 piano room like a trickle, and every tap of the fingertips seems to be telling a story.

Leng Che stood outside the door, his steps seemed to be filled with lead, unable to take a step.

Finally, he made up his mind and stretched out his hand to twist the door handle. It seemed that all his strength was exhausted. He finally stepped into the piano room and forced himself to face the past.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly. The girl in front of the piano raised her eyes to look at him, matching the appearance in his memory. Those eyes were still as gentle as water, tinged with a little timidity, looking familiar yet unfamiliar.

"You're here." A delighted smile appeared on Bai Snow's face, and he stood up and came to him, taking a closer look. "You have grown taller again, and you have become more powerful and steady."

"Yes." He responded calmly, trying his best to remain calm, but his hands that had not relaxed for a long time betrayed him, "Where are her notes?"

The smile on Bai Snow's face gradually faded: "Is this just why you came to see me?"

He pursed his thin lips tightly, trying his best to suppress the sadness and anger that had accumulated for two years. After a moment of silence, he asked, "What if."

Looking at his cold eyes, Bai Snow suddenly felt strange, and a feeling that she couldn't hold him arose from the bottom of her heart, which frightened her.

I left him a note in the morning, but he didn't keep the appointment. So she had a sudden idea and tentatively wrote down the note. Unexpectedly, he came to see her. At this moment, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Bai Snow asked: "Is this notebook that important?"

"She is not good at studying. A notebook may be indispensable to you, but it does take a lot of effort for her. If she loses it, she will be sad."

Talking about Mu Qianxi, for some reason, his heavy and depressed heart seemed to relax for a moment, just like a person sinking in a deep pool who suddenly touches the shore.

Seeing his sudden bright eyes, Bai Snow felt as if a cut had been made in his heart, and there was a dull pain. She was keenly aware that the girl he talked about held a lot of weight in his heart, even if he didn't realize it himself.

She took out the notebook from the backpack beside her, and instead of giving it to him directly, she sat back in front of the piano and placed it on the spot beside her.

"After playing this piece with me, I'll give it back to you."

After saying that, his fingertips played the prelude of the song lightly, bringing back memories of each other.

It was a piece they used to play together, and she taught him it herself.

Bai Snow looked at him: "Is it okay?"

All the past events appeared in his mind, and there was a bottomless gloom in his cold eyes. He clenched his hands as hard as possible to prevent himself from being overwhelmed by sadness.

"Sorry, it's been too long and I don't remember."

After saying that, Leng Che picked up the notebook on the chair and tried to escape.

"Archer!" Bai Snow stopped him in a trembling voice and said with red eyes, "You have the best memory, how could you not remember?"

She stood up and walked slowly to him: "I'm back. When I come back this time, I will never leave again."

Bai Snow looked at him with a sad smile, his eyes seemed to be trembling, and he begged him cautiously: "So, please don't leave either, okay?"

In the past, she was like this, timid and cautious, but he could never refuse her request.

Leng Che's eyes trembled, then he looked away, his thin lips tightly closed, and he didn't respond.

It's not that he hasn't thought about how he would face her and what he would do if one day she came back to him. He thought he could calm down, but when he saw someone he hadn't seen in two years and heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, his heart still felt uncomfortable. He smiled helplessly. Could it be that you still can’t let go?

When the whirlpool of sadness rolled him deeper and deeper, and when he was about to suffocate, a clear and firm voice sounded in his mind. Leng Che thought of the figure in the study carrying the medicine box desperately running towards him, and that warm and empowering hug.

"None of it is your fault, you hear me."

"Leng Che, if you're not happy in the past, don't stay there and move forward."

"No matter what happens, I will be there for you whenever you need me."

It’s been two years, and it’s time to step out.

Suddenly, trying his best to restrain the pain in his heart, he loosened his clenched hands, and his eyes with complicated emotions finally became calm again.

Leng Che breathed a sigh of relief, like someone rescued from a quagmire.

"Two years ago, we were already far away, weren't we." He finally had the courage to call her the name he called her two years ago, and finally had the courage to face her calmly and face his past emotions, "Snow, continue to face her. Move forward in the direction you want to work hard, and there is no need to look back for me. I will not allow myself to still wait for you where you are."

Bai Snow looked at him in disbelief, shook his head, and his eyes became even redder: "You are still angry that I abandoned you two years ago, right?"

"No. You know, I have no right to be angry." He stated the facts calmly and calmly.

At first, he was angry, angry that he was too naive, thinking that companionship would eventually win her love, angry that she deliberately lied to him, angry that she chose to abandon him after all.

Later, he gradually understood that she just made a choice that an ordinary person would make. He was different from ordinary people. He didn't even have the qualifications to expect others' sincerity, so who had the right to blame her?

Bai Snow felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Rather than face him who was calm, she hoped that he would get angry at her like last time, at least to prove that he still couldn't let her go. But now, not being angry was what chilled her the most. It seemed that her love and deception no longer meant anything to him.

Her hands tightly grasped the edge of the school skirt, her voice seemed to be tightly stuffed with cotton, and she asked him with sobs, "Can we really not go back?"

Leng Che suppressed the ups and downs of emotions in his heart, and after letting out a long sigh, he looked at Bai Snow calmly: "It's time for me to go."

This sentence is said to her now, but also to herself two years ago. Both of them should have moved on from the sadness and regret they experienced two years ago.

Seeing him turn around, Bai Snow's eyes were filled with tears, and he shouted to his back: "Don't you want to know the reason why I left you in the first place?"

He paused in his steps and said in a heavy tone: "Snow, no matter what the reason is, there is no going back."

Bai Snow looked at him opening the door and leaving. His heartache was even stronger than when she left him, and the tears swirling in his eyes finally couldn't stop falling.

Two years ago, he watched her leave in despair and helplessness. Two years later, she watched him turn around and leave decisively. She never thought that she would really lose him.

He had always been tolerant of her, so much so that she believed that no matter what she did, he would always be there waiting for her. But now, she suddenly realized that they seemed to have drifted apart from the day she abandoned him.