The world is very bitter, you are very sweet

Tang Geyu happily moved the table to Xu Jingheng's table next to Xu Jingheng's, forming a two-person table.

He bumped Xu Jingheng's elbow, and said cheerfully: "Xing Xing, we are at the same table again."

Tang Geyu got close to Xu Jingheng, Xu Jingheng didn't hide, but curled his lips and said: "You can't change your words, can you? How many times have you said that word to read Heng?"

Tang Geyu was perfunctory, "All right... All right."

When Mingze saw Tang Geyu come in, he took out the cards to play together, but when he saw him move the table next to Xu Jingheng, he felt a little confused, "Brother Yu, what are you doing?"

Tang Geyu didn't look back: "The ground is wet, make room. I have something to tell him, you two play first."

Mingze murmured, "Why are you pestering Xu Jingheng again..."

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"Xu Jingxing." Tang Geyu rested his elbows on the table, propped his face with his palms, "You brought the violin, right?"

Xu Jingheng was originally writing English words, but when he saw this guy coming, he knew that he couldn't live in peace.

He put down his pen and nodded: "Yes."

Tang Geyu's leg under the table was very restless, and his knee bumped against Xu Jingheng's leg, "Come on, play a tune and listen to it."

"The violin is in the dormitory." Xu Jingheng knocked his leg away, "Don't keep hitting me."

Tang Geyu leaned over again, "Then I'll go to your dormitory for evening self-study, can you play a song for me?"

"It's too late, and it will disturb others."

"Then what? I want to hear..."

Xu Jingheng thought for a while. Now that Tang Geyu and Tang Geyu have started to get along well, playing the violin for him must be something that should not be twitchy, so he said, "Wait until Friday? Isn't there a music class on Friday?"

Tang Geyu was reluctant, "You didn't give me the music class alone, didn't they all hear it?"

Xu Jingheng didn't think there was any problem, "Yes."

"I'm talking about the kind that only I can hear..."

Xu Jingheng smiled, "That should be impossible, he is not deaf."

"Oh... okay..." Tang Geyu poked Xu Jingheng's face with resentment, "Why don't you play a song for me in the classroom after they all leave tonight, okay?"

Xu Jingheng hesitated, looking at Tang Geyu's appearance, it seemed that he really wanted to hear it.

But it seems a bit strange to play the violin for Tang Geyu alone in the classroom...

Tang Geyu said again: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement. After class is over, I will help you get the violin?"

Xu Jingheng agreed, "Okay, okay..."

"Okay, the second thing..."

"What?" Xu Jingheng became impatient, "Is there a second thing?"

"Well..." Tang Geyu snorted, and took out a notebook from the space in the desk, "Lao Li said, I have to read the self-criticism in front of the teachers and students of the whole school when the recess is over tomorrow, and I must be serious about being beaten by me." My classmate Yuan Ke apologized."

"Oh... so?"

Tang Geyu opened the notebook and handed the pen to Xu Jingheng, "Look at it, how do you think it should be written?"

Xu Jingheng declined: "I don't know, I haven't written it, don't ask me..."

"You haven't written it?" Tang Geyu's face suddenly became a little apprehensive, "Then you have a good look, I will tell you how to write... Actually, I used to write a lot when I was in junior high school, but now I don't let them know about the fights. I just write less, reviewing this kind of thing, it is easy for me to write without any difficulty..."

Xu Jingheng: ...

He saw that Tang Geyu was really proficient, and he seemed to be a veteran.It's just that the words are too ugly, so ugly that I can't bear to look directly at them, the lines are so close together, the words are crowded, it's so ugly.

He read the beginning, but couldn't recognize a word after that, so he had to start writing words silently again.

For the next ten minutes or so, the two of them went about their work quietly, but Tang Geyu's leg bumped into Xu Jingheng's from time to time.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Tang Geyu rushed to Xu Jingheng's dormitory, broke open the door familiarly, and took the violin to the classroom.

The mood is excited.

When he returned to the corridor outside the classroom, only Xu Jingheng was left sitting on his seat obediently waiting for him, and the other students had already left.

Tang Geyu was obviously very excited, and his steps jumped for joy, "OK, OK, here's the violin!"

"Oh..." Xu Jingheng stood up, looking at Tang Geyu's appearance, he felt a little amused.

Still a child after all.

After Tang Geyu came in from the back door, he kicked the door shut.

Xu Jingheng stood up and stretched, "What song do you want to hear?"

Tang Geyu walked over and carefully placed the violin on Xu Jingheng's desk, "Anything is fine."

Xu Jingheng touched the bow, "Then I'll come here casually."

"Hmm..." Tang Geyu nodded artificially.

Xu Jingheng took the piano and looked around the classroom casually, "But where to play it, the place is so small."

Tang Geyu hastily and courteously opened up all the desks in the last row. After a burst of voices in the classroom, he made a space for Xu Jingheng in front of the blackboard newspaper, "Here..."

He pointed to the blackboard and reported to the back wall, "You can stand here..."

On the blackboard is a pair of large wings, drawn with white chalk, flying, very lifelike, and the details of the feathers are handled well with one stroke, which is simple and precious.

Tang Geyu pulled Xu Jingheng to stand in the center of the blackboard newspaper, and those plump wings instantly seemed to grow behind Xu Jingheng.

Tang Geyu said: "All right, you stand here."

Xu Jingheng looked back at the wing, and thought it was quite appropriate, "Okay, then I'll just stand here..."

Tang Geyu stepped back, "Yes."

Xu Jingheng didn't press the blackboard for fear of rubbing off the wings on it.

He looked at Tang Geyu in front of him with an expectant face, smiled embarrassedly, adjusted his breathing, pressed the piano and lifted the bow, "It's started..."

"it is good."

Xu Jingheng stood casually because there was only one person in front of him.

When the bow in the hand flows on the strings, the melodious and beautiful sound of the piano resounds in the classroom.

Tang Geyu stood in front of Xu Jingheng, leaning on a table, with his hands in his school uniform pockets, staring at Xu Jingheng as if reluctant to blink.

There is only one voice in the classroom, played by the violin: Where is the Love

The tune is neither too long nor too short, just right to evoke the heart.

After Xu Jingheng finished playing the tune, he put down his bow and said to Tang Geyu, "You are the only one here. Shall I say goodbye to you?"

Tang Geyu was fascinated by watching it, and was a little dazed.

He didn't move his posture, his expression didn't move, he kept staring at Xu Jingheng.

Xu Jingheng said again: "Hey... what are you looking at?"

Only then did Tang Geyu come back to his senses, and smiled, "Look at you."

Xu Jingheng walked over with the piano.

He picked up the bow and poked Tang Geyu's chest, "You are the only one in the audience today, do you want me to say goodbye to you?"

Tang Geyu was slightly taken aback.

Xu Jingheng's poke on his chest made him feel numb in the chest, and he felt a wonderful sense of comfort.

He raised his hand to hold the other end of the bow, and with light force, pulled Xu Jingheng closer to him, "Curtain call? How do you call a curtain call?"

Xu Jingheng was taken two steps forward by Tang Geyu, almost clinging to him.

He backed away naturally and moved away from Tang Geyu.He casually placed the qin on the nearby table whose owner was unknown, and let go of the bow on his right hand.

After Xu Jingheng deliberately coughed twice, he suddenly bent down to Tang Geyu, with his hands sticking to the side of his legs like penguins, and bowed to Tang Geyu in a cute penguin bow.

When he got up again, he laughed twice, "It's like this. When I was in junior high school, we bowed like this on school celebrations, and a row of violinists made penguin bows together, but I was very perfunctory in thanking you just now..."

He was talking, his lips were moving.

The bow was held by Tang Geyu in his hand, and his fingertips gently rubbed against the strings.

Tang Geyu squinted his eyes, looking at Xu Jingheng's smile, he felt itchy in his heart.

This was the first time I saw such a relaxed and heartfelt smile on Xu Jingheng's face at school.

charming.

He accidentally raised the bow to Xu Jingheng's chest, then went up from the chest, touched Xu Jingheng's chin, and picked it up.

Xu Jingheng's chin was lifted up by the bow in Tang Geyu's hand, but he didn't hide, but just looked at Tang Geyu in confusion, "What are you doing..."

He licked his lips, he had been talking just now, and his throat was a little dry.

The lights in the classroom were very bright, clearly illuminating Xu Jingheng's face.Xu Jingheng's eyes were big, extremely bright under the light.

What Tang Geyu likes most is looking at Xu Jingheng's eyes, but what he fears most is Xu Jingheng's eyes looking at him.

He couldn't stand Xu Jingheng's eyes.

Tang Geyu didn't move, the bow in his hand was still picking at Xu Jingheng's chin.

He didn't dare to look into those eyes anymore, so he could only slowly move his eyes down, and landed on Xu Jingheng's mouth.

The movement of Xu Jingheng's tian lips just now was actually noticed by him, but he didn't dare to look at it.

At this moment, he looked at the lips that became more red after being licked by his tongue a few times, and felt that there was an emotion in his body that was agitated.

The adam's apple rolls up and down, suppressing the heat in the body.

Xu Jingheng was right in front of him. Even though he could see this face almost every day, Tang Geyu still felt that he couldn't get enough of this face.

"All right..." Tang Geyu called Xu Jingheng, and suddenly said, "Did you grow up in a honeypot?"

Xu Jingheng smiled, and opened the bow on his chin, "What are you talking about?"

Tang Geyu put away the bow, and took Xu Jingheng's hand in two steps to push him against the table next to him.

Xu Jingheng didn't know why Tang Geyu was suddenly so confused, so he raised his hand and pushed him, "What are you doing, go back to sleep."

Tang Geyu didn't let Xu Jingheng push it away. After he put the bow on the table, he pressed his body forward again, getting closer to Xu Jingheng.

Both of them were short of breath, and the hot air sprayed on each other's face irregularly...