this summer

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She couldn't read French, but it didn't affect her seeing that the words were beautifully written. In short, it was pleasing to the eye and the eyes of a layman.

Put the book back on the shelf, and looked at the words on the trophy, it was clear: Song Han won the first prize in the ×× physics competition

It turned out to be Song Han's room.

Looking around, I can feel the enthusiasm of a teenage boy for life everywhere. It seems that he is far away from the current Boss Song, but he faintly feels that there is some connection, and they are not completely separated. temperament.

She didn't explore too much, she was sleepy just now, and now she just wants to wash up and sleep quickly, and get up early tomorrow to catch the business trip at 06:30.

Sure enough, everything was ready in the bathroom. It was only ten twenty when she washed up, set the alarm and lay down.

She had just washed her face with cold water, which unexpectedly washed away all the drowsiness, and now she was trapped in the soft quilt, with the night wind blowing in slowly, bringing the coolness and dusty smell after the summer rain.Looks like it's raining again outside.

She should be changing the tune with Song Han when it rains.Thinking of this, the melody that had been changed several times resounded in his mind again, accompanied by Song Han's question, circling in circles in his empty mind.

It wasn't the first day that the word band appeared in her life.

She formed a band three years ago, and although she didn't last long in the end, it can be considered that she spent her time and was rewarded.

It's just that the peak reached by that temporary band became the biggest trough in her life of more than ten years.

She had a big fight with her mother, and her mother still doesn't necessarily know why she lost her temper in the first place.

The summer of two years ago.

Their band won the championship in the singing competition, and they ran home excitedly, and saw their parents who had been in the laboratory all year round came back. They were full of joy, thinking that their parents knew the news and came back to celebrate for themselves, but when they opened the door, they saw a group of Brother's friends are throwing a party for him to celebrate that Jingxuan has finally officially joined the company he has long wanted.

The parents stood beside her brother, greeted her with a smile, and happily shared the good news with her, and wanted her to help Jingxuan cut the cake.

At that time, she only felt that a heart plummeted from the clouds, and when it hit the ground, the blood all over her body was cold.

It was the first time she tried to completely hide her emotions, she smiled and stepped forward to give her brother a hug, and cut the cake with his hands, without messing up the happy induction party at all.

It was also that day that she began to doubt herself and had the idea of ​​proving herself in another way.

The next day, she and her mother had a quarrel over a trivial matter, and they couldn't talk. Professor Qi, who was originally a strong character, exhausted his last ounce of patience for his daughter's sudden rebellion during that time. He no longer suppressed his anger and questioned her. Why is she still not satisfied with the maximum freedom they gave her? Ask her what she wants.

She offered to return home.

Dad talked to her, Jing Xuan talked to her, but she only said that she had had enough and didn't want to stay here anymore, and didn't mention anything about the competition.

The band disbanded, the guitar was sealed, Sifan became Jingshen, and all the edges and corners were hidden by her one by one.The days when music was her life were so faded in the ensuing schoolwork, she paralyzed herself with learning, two years of flicking her fingers, sweating and suffering, let her fingertips gradually adapt to the texture of the pen .

And the turmoil not long ago opened a gap in her impenetrable wall.Picking up the guitar again was originally just a little presumptuousness, but in the end she found that she couldn't control it at all, and the love in her bones made her unable to resist plucking the strings again and again.

Deep love.

Her fingers tapped the quilt rhythmically in the cool night wind. She was not covered with the quilt, and she resigned herself into the bed after being shivered by the blow.

It's cold, why don't you cover yourself with a quilt?Doesn't matter if it's winter or summer.

The next morning, the alarm rang on time, Jing Fan sat up in a daze, opened his eyes and saw the strange room shaking for a while, and it took him a long time to realize where he was.

After quickly washing up and opening the door, he saw Song Han standing at the door.

"Are you up?" Song Han withdrew his right hand, which was about to knock on the door, and put it in his pocket. She came to wake Jing Fan up, but she didn't expect that she was already up.

"Well, I'm going to school."

Song Han staggered away and let her go. When he turned around, he glanced at the schoolbag behind her, "I'll see you off."

"Huh?" Jing Fan looked back at her, saw that she was indeed holding the car keys, and smiled, "No, I'll just take the bus."

"Slow down, Bei Xiaochi is late every time he takes a bus." Then he walked towards the kitchen, and when he came out, he came out with two bowls of porridge and a plate with chicken eggs, "There's time, let's have breakfast first."

The familiar tone gave Jing Fan an illusion, an illusion of family members.But in fact, when I was at home, no one ever said such things to her. My parents were not at home, and there were very few opportunities to have breakfast together at home. My brother would stay in bed when he was not busy, and he couldn’t even see each other when he was busy. .

Song Han started to eat, but Jing Fan still hadn't moved. She looked up, but saw the girl standing there blankly, looking in her direction.

"What's wrong?" Something was wrong.

Only then did Jing Fan wake up, and walked slowly, "Oh...it's all right."

However, Song Han guessed that a child whose parents were not at home all year round, who was inseparable from each other, was poked at such a trivial matter, how could it be so distressing.