he is online

There is darkness in front of my eyes, but there is light in my dream.

Chu Qin likes to rest his head on his shoulder and listen to him play the piano very much.

He even felt that in this apocalyptic world, he couldn't find a second fan who was more enthusiastic about him than Chu Qin.

You seem to like it, put your head on my shoulder and listen to me play, he said.

Chu Qin said, because of such affection.

He made fun of the other party, not knowing where Chu Qin heard these crooked claims.

Ju Qing didn't tell the other party that every time he played the piano, halfway through, he would secretly look at the other party. At this time, he would find that Chu Qin closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Looking closer, the opponent's eyelashes are very long.

Especially when the orange light beam hit Chu Qin's face, he couldn't help but look twice more.

This time it was about the same, Ju Qing couldn't hold back, turned his eyes secretly, and looked at the people beside him. Chu Qin hugged his waist with one hand, and stretched out the other hand from the front, holding him Surrounded by the whole person.

Fell asleep?he guessed.

I just don’t know why it’s so enjoyable, Ju Qing continued to play, looking straight at Chu Qin with both eyes.

It would be nice if you smiled more, he said in his heart.

At that moment, Chu Qin suddenly opened his eyes, and a morning light shone into them.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

The music stopped suddenly, he was a little embarrassed, and took his hand back.

Confused, not knowing how to speak, Chu Qin reached out to pick up his hands, and then covered the back of his palm with his lips under his gaze.

For a moment, he heard the sound of his heart beating faster.

"In the past, they all paid to listen to me play the piano," he thought of a topic, and looked at Chu Qin. "At that time, sitting on the stage, I didn't know who to play to."

Chu Qin wrapped his palms between his palms and listened quietly.

"They all said I play well," he continued, and then turned around, expecting a little, "Have you ever been to my concert?"

The hand on the palm suddenly stopped.

Um?He doesn't understand.

"You must have never been there." He withdrew his hand.

"I've been there!" Chu Qin responded.

"Oh, when?" He didn't believe it.

"In...." A long time ago.

Seeing that Chu Qin couldn't tell, Ju Qing thought there was a ghost inside.

He didn't believe it, two years had passed since his last performance, so Ju Qing thought that Chu Qin was lying to him.

Speaking of this, he remembered another thing.

A few days ago, I heard something from Chu Qin's teammate. The other party said that Chu Qin was in the same class as him in high school, and he was very curious about it.

He asked, are you in the same class as me in high school?

Chu Qin was stunned for half a second before nodding in response, "Yes."

I have no impression of you at all... He was very puzzled.

"Tell me quickly," Ju Qing grabbed Chu Qin's hand, very curious.

"Maybe the sense of existence is relatively low." Chu Qin responded simply.

Low presence?It's not that he has no impression at all. He thought about it and didn't realize that there was a number one person in the class, Chu Qin.

After thinking about it for a long time, I simply gave up.

.....

In Chu Qin's words, when he and Ju Qing met, they started and ended as classmates in high school, and it should have been earlier.

Chu Qin and Ju Qing belonged to the same school, but they were not in the same class.

Recalling the first time I met Ju Qing, it was in the office, when Chu Qingang put down his homework, got up and was about to turn around and leave.

"Why do you need to weave this thing in class?"

Chu Qin looked over at the sudden sound.

The boy lowered his head and stood in one place.

He remembered that the person seemed to be... Chu Qin recalled the name of the other party in his mind.

"Juqing, tell me what I want to say about you." Old Liu pointed at something on the desk.

Lao Liu is the head teacher of the second class. He teaches history. When he talks, he is gentle and gentle. I don’t know if it’s because of teaching history. He always likes to wear more Chinese clothes.

Chu Qin watched Ju Qing standing there obediently, with his hands behind his back, and he kept snapping his nails.

Nice looking hands.

Chu Qin's eyes lit up, if those hands were used to grab the sheets... what was he thinking, why...

"Tell me, why do you want to weave this thing?" Lao Liu picked up the half-sized scarf and looked at Ju Qing.

"Because the mobile phone was confiscated." Ju Qing replied in a low voice.

"Did you play with your mobile phone in class?" Lao Liu's voice suddenly rose.

"No, it's for the tablemate." The boy continued to snap his nails.

Only now did Lao Liu's blood pressure drop a little, "How long have you been knitting?"

"One week."

"Why do you weave so little?" Lao Liu continued to ask.

"Weaved and then unraveled..." Ju Qing responded.

"Juqing, there are 45 days until the high school entrance examination, so you can't grow some snacks?" Old Liu said with a sigh, "Besides, you are a boy, what are you doing weaving this for?"

"It's fun." The boy said, looking at Lao Liu, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, "Teacher, I won't knit anymore, can you give me this back?"

"I'll give it to you after you graduate!"

The young man didn't dare to answer any more, Chu Qin stood behind and watched for a long time, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

It's so cute, I just want to hold it in my arms and rub it.

Later, after a while.

During a lunch break, Chu Qin went back to the classroom to rest, and when he passed by the back door of the second class, he inadvertently glanced into the classroom from the corner of his eye.

Ju Qing sat on the seat, unpacking the courier in his hand.

Those good-looking hands opened the express box in two or three strokes, and Chu Qin stood outside and looked straight at it.

Ju Qing took out a large ball of khaki-colored thread and... two wooden sticks from the box.

"What did you buy?" A person came over and stood in front of Ju Qing.

"No..." Ju Qing quickly hid the things in her schoolbag, "It's just reviewing the materials."

Chu Qin laughed and left.