In March, the ancient locust trees in the alleys sprouted new buds, and the shrubs were once again embellished with tender greenery.Ning Wen looked up at the sky that seemed to have been washed by water. After living in seclusion for so long, he once had the illusion that he had walked out of the haze of severe winter.

Throughout the winter vacation, Shu Yi was calling him.He didn't answer any of them.

Ning Wen was unwilling to comply with Shu Yi's mother's "request", but he did not dare to take the initiative to express anything to Shu Yi.He can't advance or retreat now, one side is his own mood, and the other side is the secular concept that Shu Yi's mother desperately guards.

Self and perfection, the two sides are in dispute, he is exhausted, his soul seems to be taken away, and every step collapses into nothingness.

There are still half a month until the top ten singer finals.He got a headache when he saw the music room in the student activity center, and he pushed off rehearsals for days, confusing the rest of the band.Song Shan, Xu Zihao, and Chen Ruiyang bombarded him with phone calls one after another, and he either turned off the phone or hung up.

No matter what you do, you can't get in touch. Ning Wen seems to have evaporated from the world.

Song Shan couldn't hold back at first, and told Xiao K, the instructor of the music department, about the situation in Ningwen. Little K was so anxious that he shouted "find someone quickly".

Although Ning Wen didn't go to rehearsal, the class went on as usual without missing a lesson.The rest of the band also had classes, and couldn't find time to block him. In the last week of the countdown, Mr. K was afraid that he would give up the game, so he went to find him by himself.

Ning Wen came out of the classroom expressionlessly with a schoolbag on one shoulder, and bumped into the little teacher K who had been waiting for a long time.

"Ning Wen, the competition is coming up next week. Where have you been? Why don't you come to rehearse?" Mrs. K was chewing gum, frowning into a "Chuan" shape.

"I..." Ning Wen was speechless.

Teacher Little K is a young girl who just graduated from the Conservatory of Music. She is about the same age as Ning Wen, and she is not too aggressive, so she calmed down and pretended to ask casually, "Did you encounter something?"

Ning Wen gave a "hmm" and was ready to leave.

Little Teacher K went downstairs side by side with him, and said, "I happen to be free today, shall we go have a meal together?"

As expected, Ning Wen declined.

"Okay, I want to eat mango rice. It's too embarrassing to order alone, so you can go with me." Teacher K pulled Ning Wen's sleeve and shook it gently.

Ning Wen didn't make a sound, and Mr. K took him as his consent, and excitedly dragged him straight to a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant near the school that is famous among students for its mango rice.

"This restaurant is closer to the taste of our Guangdong side than other restaurants I have eaten at." Little K teacher pointed to the menu and said, "Did I not tell you that I am from Cantonese?"

No wonder Mr. K speaks so softly, and even acting coquettishly makes people defenseless.But her Mandarin, the accent is not heavy.

"If you are in a bad mood, you can eat more sweets. It is said that sweets make people happy." Little K teacher turned the menu to Ning Wen, "This mango sticky rice is an enhanced version of Hong Kong-style mango rice, but I I think it is more like Thai food. Highly recommended.”

Ning Wen didn't say a word, and Mr. K was chattering from beginning to end, as if he was singing a one-man show.But Mr. K didn't care. After reading the menu for Ning Wen, he ordered a mango sticky rice for him without authorization, and then ordered one for himself.

"Sure enough, something happened to you?"

"Ah."

"If you don't mind, can you tell me? You can't cope with the game like this."

Ning Wen smiled bluntly, "Miss K, you won't understand."

"Little kid, I'm several years older than you, what do you think I don't know more than you?" Little K reached out and touched his head, "Worry about writing new words?"

"So, has Miss K ever experienced the feeling of falling in love with someone she shouldn't?"

"Ah, this, it's because you can't love it, right?" Miss K thought thoughtfully, "Unrequited love or something, that's it."

"So what if you love but can't get it?" Ning Wen explained, "For example, two people love each other, but they can't be together?"

Teacher K's expression instantly became serious, "Ning Wen, what happened to you? Why can't we be together?"

Ning Wen turned his face away, his Adam's apple rolled, as if trying to control his emotions that were about to collapse.

"Ning Wen, I may not be able to ask any more answers. But love is hope. As long as there is love, you have the ability to do everything." Little K said sincerely, "I am telling you this sentence is not In order to let you go back to rehearse and prepare for the competition as soon as possible, I stand on my personal standpoint-as your sister K, I come to tell you. Compared with those who have no love and live like walking dead, you are already very happy .At least, you still have something worth being strong for, don't you?"

Ning Wen turned his head and met Little K's shining eyes.

"Miss K..."

"Mango rice is here!" The waiter brought two servings of mango rice.

Little K pointed to the dinner plate, "Let's eat. I believe you can figure it out for yourself."

In the music classroom, several students who made the soundtrack were still rehearsing.

If Ning Wen doesn't come, it's like missing a backbone, and everyone can't lift their spirits.Xu Zihao's guitar playing was a mess, and Chen Ruiyang stopped him many times, but the final effect was still not satisfactory.

At the eighth replay, Song Shan finally got impatient and pulled Xu Zihao's electric guitar and played it twice.

Then he rolled his eyes, "Didn't your fucking tune be tuned?"

Xu Zihao sneered, blushing and scratching his head.

"You're still laughing!" Song Shan thumped Xu Zihao's head, his face trembling with anger.

At this time, the door was pushed open.

Everyone looked at the door, Ning Wen was standing there straight with an apologetic smile on his face.

"I'm so sorry I'm late." He bowed deeply.

"Welcome back." Xu Zihao applauded first, and then the others also applauded Ning Wen.They didn't know why Ning Wen didn't come, but based on their understanding of Ning Wen, they were sure that Ning Wen must have encountered something difficult.

So they will not blame Ningwen.

Ning Wen straightened up, seeing his friends applauding for him with smiles, the thick layer of ice in his heart melted little by little.In the cloudy weather, it is the like-minded people who have the sunshine that illuminates their faith.

"Then, let's practice the new song." Ning Wen took out the printed sheet music from his schoolbag, walked to his place and adjusted the microphone.

Before turning on the microphone switch, only Xu Zihao screamed: "OMG! You bastard wrote such a difficult score!!! The final is next week, do you want me to go to heaven?!"

Ning Wen gouged him out with a half-smile, and said softly: "Screw again, and I'll make it more difficult so you can't scream."

Xu Zihao was frightened and shut up immediately, picked up the guitar to check the sound, and then started to play stumblingly.

On the way, Song Shan sighed: "This song is too sweet, too sweet."

"How did you write it when you never fell in love?" Xu Zihao wiped off his sweat after playing the song and asked, "Did you find someone behind our backs?" gossip face.

"Is the song not difficult enough?" Ning Wen snapped back.

Xu Zihao immediately smiled obsequiously, and stopped talking.

"Ning Wen must have someone like this." Song Shan insisted on this topic, "He couldn't write something like this before."

"Is there a date?" Ning Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm a person who leaves after class and doesn't participate in any class activities. I know no more than two girls—the Arabic teacher and our sister K."

"Hehe, I believe it." Song Shan leaned forward, "Who said the object can only be girls?"

When Ning Wen heard this, blood rushed straight to the top of his head.He glanced at Song Shan uneasily, coughed, and then said into the microphone: "Let's record a demo."

"Look, your ears are all red." Song Shan patted him, "Then your song has the theme of Homo, it's more profound."

"Could it be the Shu Yi who has been here several times before?" Chen Ruiyang said half-jokingly.

Ning Wen's thoughts were rightly told, as if someone had caught his weakness and was powerless to fight back.After thinking about it, he didn't have anything to say, so he kept emphasizing that "we don't have much time, so hurry up and record the demo".

The subject was muddied.

He knew his teammates were just making some nasty jokes, no ill intentions.Still, he had a sense of the immorality of being caught cheating.

No one noticed in that rehearsal that his voice was a little weak and straight.

Where Shu Yi couldn't see or hear, he confessed to Shu Yi in his mind over and over again, and sang the elegy of love over and over again.Quietly bury the past in the bottom of my heart, but cut off the last trace of nostalgia.

He is stingy to give up this admiration, because without love there is no hope.

Use this love as the driving force to move forward, even if you don't have that person by your side, try to be the same as when you were with him.He looked forward to the day when their trajectories crossed again in the future.

Everyone in a certain class of the School of Economics and Management of K University knows that there is a boy named Shu Yi who likes to send text messages.As long as he is not doing business, he can be seen looking down at the phone, pressing the keyboard of the Motorola phone seriously, and he doesn't know who he is in contact with.

Some people speculate that Shu Yi has a girlfriend. After all, he has a good personality, an unbelievably gentle temper, and a handsome face with a touch of indifference. If he has never had a girlfriend, it is considered an unsolved mystery of the century.

But someone immediately said that Shu Yi never mentioned having a girlfriend, and he rarely left the dormitory.If you're really in a relationship, it's impossible not to hang out with your girlfriend.

Everyone was talking about it, but Shu Yi still went his own way and took advantage of the loopholes to send text messages.

"Shu Yi, you sent another text message?" The person in the dormitory raised his head from behind him, trying to see the content on the screen clearly.

Shu Yi hurriedly closed the phone, pretended to be angry and said to him: "My personal privacy, you don't need to read more, right?"

The man walked away tactfully, and did not forget to add: "You are really meaningless."

With a sigh of relief, Shu Yi turned on the phone again, edited the entire text message, and pressed the send button.

The four words "Successfully Sent" lay on the screen with a grandiose sound.

But he knew that the countless text messages sent in the past month had all disappeared, the first one was yes, the second was yes, the last one was yes, and this one must be too.He stared at the recipient's name for a while, but finally couldn't make up his mind to delete him.

—— Ning Wen.

Shu Yi always regrets that he didn't insist on looking for him the day Ning Wen hung up the phone for the first time.

If he had worked up the courage to leave the house and meet him that day, perhaps everything could have been explained.If his mother said something offensive to Ning Wen, he could also apologize on his behalf and coax Ning Wen back.

But he was cowardly after all.He doesn't live for himself, mother said.

He put away his mobile phone and slowly walked back to the dormitory from the corridor.

In doing so, he almost lost his mind.If Ning Wen really wanted to cut off contact with him, he would definitely set Shu Yi on the blacklist and refuse to accept it.He couldn't read the long paragraphs of text that Shu Yi wrote to him at all, so he wouldn't reply to any of them.

Obviously there is a high probability that it will be futile, but Shu Yi couldn't help but do it.Like a moth to a flame, even if it is going to be wiped out, it will never turn back.It's just that he is not that serious, and has not yet involved life and death.

But the mother went to Ning Wen, the matter of the two people - if the calculation was wrong, the responsibility of the two people, and finally all the blame fell on Ning Wen.Why did my mother do such a hurtful thing?

What did the mother say to Ning Wen to make Ning Wen avoid Shu Yi?

Thinking of Ning Wen being such a gentle person, being approached by a strong mother for a conversation, and possibly being misunderstood and attacked, Shu Yi's heart suddenly tugged.

He really loves him.

Ning Wen should think more about himself.He is too accommodating to others.

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