Qing Yu Ruoyou

Time always flies, and it's Saturday in a blink of an eye.

The weather is volatile, yesterday's mild temperature suddenly dropped today, and the weather turned cold all of a sudden.Many students put on winter school uniforms, but there are also some girls who are not afraid of the cold and still wear short sleeves to show off their figures.The breeze was slightly colder, and the fallen leaves were blown up, spinning and falling in mid-air.Under the tree, there are several members of the student union from time to time; they come and go in a hurry and walk through the only way to enter and exit the student union.

After all, tomorrow is the opening ceremony, and the student union that hosts this will naturally be even busier.

The temperature in the greenhouse is adjusted according to the outside temperature and is still warm. Many students took off their coats after entering the greenhouse, but He Qingyu was still wearing his winter school uniform.I didn't pay attention to it usually, but after taking a closer look today, I realized that He Qingyu was quite thin, and when some loose winter school uniforms were worn on him, his figure completely disappeared.

Typical dress looks thin.Lin Xue summed it up like this.

Sitting down on the seat and putting down his schoolbag, He Qingyu subconsciously glanced at the empty seat beside him.Because Guo Yumeng is a member of the student union, of course she has to do her part for the opening ceremony, and the opening ceremony is coming soon, and many things have not been completed. In order to catch up with the schedule, she asked the teacher for leave the day before yesterday up.Since Guo Yumeng's information shows that her grades have always been the first in her class and the top five in her grades, and her family also hired tutors for tutoring and homework, the teacher naturally allowed her to take personal leave with a wave of her hand.

By the way, Bai Yu will make up classes on the first Saturday of the first week of school. I heard that it is to make up for the class on that day. In addition to the so-called opening ceremony on the weekend, it means that the first week of school is busy all week.

Lin Xue in the back seat saw He Qingyu's gaze, and couldn't help laughing: "Yumeng just asked for leave yesterday, and you are not used to it? To be honest, do you like our Yumeng?"

He Qingyu missed the point of the words: "Your Yumeng?"

"Oh, don't try to change the subject!" Lin Xue patted him: "Say, don't you?"

"No." He Qingyu glanced at her, and replied in a very serious tone—even though he always looked like this.

"Okay, don't answer so seriously, it makes me feel guilty." Lin Xue herself was just joking, who knew that He Qingyu was so emotional, she didn't know what to say.Suddenly she seemed to remember something, and asked again: "By the way, the song to be sung tomorrow should be ready, right? How is the singing?"

"Not bad." He Qingyu discussed the matter: "Tomorrow, just watch."

"Okay, I'll watch!"

On weekends, the auditorium is almost packed with people.

Because it was the weekend and the school was open to the outside world, in addition to the students, there were also many parents of the students in the auditorium—of course they were all nobles, and the parents of ordinary people could not cope with the fullness.Simple and elegant decorations were hung on the ceiling and windows. The headmaster was talking on the stage with soft lights. It was nothing more than necessary nonsense. He didn't really listen to much, but he had to act. He looked like he was listening carefully.

Soon, the principal stepped off the stage and the performance officially began.

The soft lights shone on the dancing youths on the stage, and the sound of the music resounded in the auditorium, making people's hearts thump.

Many students in the audience forgot the instructions at home and screamed for a while, but their voices were subconsciously kept within a certain range.Some students controlled their emotions because their parents were around, but they were still flushed with excitement.The screams of a small number of commoner students are very obvious. From the distance, we can see that they are jumping excitedly in the crowd, shouting like a megaphone—but most of them are girls.

Lin Xue and Guo Yumeng were in the front row. They were chatting and looking around, as if they were looking for someone.He Qingyu sat in a few rows in the middle, and happened to be able to see the performance on the stage clearly.Next to him is Mo Qi, and Ruoyou...Looks in his arms.

Ruoyou fell asleep.

After falling asleep, the child who usually looks like a little ghost loses his sense of alienation, and his peaceful sleeping face looks sweet and lovely.In this dimly lit position, the right amount of light just brought out the whiteness and tenderness of his jade-like skin, like a baby.Tong Yan is like a fine, fragile jade, so beautiful that one fears it will shatter at the slightest touch, so she has to protect it in the palm of her hand and treat it with care.

Wouldn't the people in the seat next to him cast amazed glances at him.

Ruoyou in her arms smacked her lips, her voice sounded extremely cute, then she rubbed against his body, buried her head in even harder, and muttered: "Uh... Qing Yu..."

He Qingyu lowered his head to listen carefully.

"……like you……"

He Qingyu was startled for a rare moment.Mo Qi seemed to have heard it too, but when he turned his head, his eyes fell on Ruoyou for the first time.

Then he smiled slightly.

After seeing the people performing in the stands, He Qingyu stretched out his hand and patted Ruoyou's face twice, and made two soft noises: "Ruoyou, it's time to wake up. It's almost time for me."

Just before Ruo fell asleep, he repeatedly told him not to forget to wake him up when he was performing.Now the performance is officially the one in front of him, that is to say, it is almost time for him to go to the backstage to prepare for the next performance.

It turned out that Ruoyou, who seemed to be sleeping well, woke up immediately after hearing the next sentence, but it was Mo Qi's eyes that looked up.Blinking, he looked away from the crowd, and what he saw was He Qingyu's back at the last moment when he disappeared into the crowd.

The back is lonely, and it looks so discordant in the crowd.

Reaching out to caress the seat, there is still He Qingyu's temperature on it.Around, there seemed to be a fragrance belonging to He Qingyu.

That was Qing Yu's favorite, the smell of mint.

Raising his hand to take off his glasses, the moment the accompaniment sounded, He Qingyu walked into the stage, and the light hit him immediately, dazzling for a moment, and turned soft in the next second.

Walking to Taichung, looking up, slightly blurred, I seem to see Lin Xue's wide eyes, Guo Yumeng's surprised eyes, Mo Qi's usual cold face, and... Ruoyou's beautiful and clear eyes.

But in a blink of an eye, everything in front of him was as clear and blurred as ever, and the only thing he could "see" was the calm heart at this moment because he couldn't see everything clearly.

Just treat it as a normal practice.he thought so.

Close your eyes, listen to the accompaniment, the picture just now flashed in your mind again.

The innocent young man who was sleeping soundly grabbed the corner of his clothes with his hands, buried his head in his arms, and inadvertently called out "I like you", whether it was intentional or unintentional.But at least he understood that from the beginning to the end, the only person who was messed up was himself.

Ruoyou didn't know.

He lowered his head slightly, his black hair fell down to cover his eyes, a pair of clear and peaceful pupils shone behind his hair, handsome and charming, he sang softly, singing the song he had practiced countless times , a song I have already mastered by heart.

The author has something to say:

Well, this chapter has more words, so let’s make up for the previous chapters with fewer words.