Yuanchuan High School

Dad, Dad, he hangs in the school history library as a successful father.

The children of the Yan family can't disgrace him.

Yan Wenyi tried to move his hands, he slowly clenched his fist, suddenly there was a sharp pain in his forearm, he fell down involuntarily, dangling in the air.

He laughed self-deprecatingly.

Yan Wenyi tossed the key in his hand, it fell down and fell into the palm of his hand, the sound of residual metal colliding in the air, before leaving, Li Pingjun asked him to lock the door of the office on the fourth floor, Yan Wenyi looked at the light outside the administrative hall indifferently The color screen, 12:30.

It's too late to go back to the apartment... Forget it, let's go back.

He walked out from the zigzag corridor above the hall, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He heard a piano sound.

Yan Wenyi followed the reputation - someone was playing the piano.

There is a piano in the right corner of the lobby of the administration building, which is usually placed like an ornament. The security guards do not allow students to play on it, for fear of breaking it, but they cannot stop the occasional students sneaking through the fence to play with the piano.

Very few, but not none.

The sound of the piano sounded suddenly, as if a strange encounter came suddenly, slightly stagnant, and a little timid to avoid, the player seemed to be worried about something, it took a while to get used to it, slowly let go of the shackles of the fingers, and landed on the keys .

The sound of the piano leaked out like clouds and flowing water, the scale was always low, and the sound was gentle. Yan Wenyi rested his hand on the railing and looked down. The piano placed in the hall of the school was a little out of tune. trembling.

He was listening, looking down, and in a semicircle of black piano pool, students in blue and white school uniforms were sitting on piano benches.

Yan Wenyi saw a familiar back of the head, the boy's black hair was smooth, his school uniform was clean and neatly dressed.

……It's him?

Yan Wenyi's heart trembled slightly.

Why is he here?How could he...play the piano?

The boy playing the piano didn't notice him, or he didn't care at all. The boy immersed himself in the sound of the piano, playing the same piece of music over and over again.

The ending ended abruptly in a place full of melancholy and imagination.

Yan Wenyi lay prone on it, pointing his fingers at the railing one by one, and swiping his phone with his head down. The cold light of the screen reflected on the young man's face, which was rare and quiet.

He has never heard this piece.

Yan Wenyi didn't make a sound, he seemed to be extra patient today.Whether it is listening to Li Pingjun's education, or listening to Li Cou playing the piano.

Li Cou played below, light and free, and the gradually falling and sinking sound of the piano was the only connection between the two worlds that were separated.

There was something magical about his playing.

Yan Wenyi looked intently at the figure below, his eyes became a little empty.

Until the music stopped, Li made do with the cover of the piano.

The boy rested his hands on the piano, and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Wenyi leaned on the railing and waited for a while, seeing that Li Cou finally had no intention of playing anymore, he withdrew his eyes and retreated silently.

The plastic package rustled. This was his lunch. The young man squeezed it casually, and heard a louder sound as expected. This sound failed to bring back his thoughts, but instead made him fall into the piano just now irresistibly. In the sound, he frowned.

Is that really Li Cou?

Is it the rebellious Li Min who doesn't know what's good?

Yan Wenyi carried the bread back to the teaching building.

In late June, Yuanchuan has become a furnace, the scorching heat lingers and the sun is scorching, like a huge sauna.

The air conditioner in the class does not turn on at noon.

Yan Wenyi didn't think of this until halfway through the walk. He thought for a while, and when he was about to go straight, he turned a corner in an instant, and his destination was the office on the right turn at the stairs.

Although Li Pingjun repeatedly issued orders not to allow students to enter the office at the top corner, but there was no one in the office at noon, the venue was large, and there was air conditioning, there were still many students committing crimes against the wind, greedy for a moment of leisure.

Yan Wenyi took a bite of the bread, and belatedly remembered: His back desk also seems to like to study in the office at noon.

wrong……

Why do you think of him.

Yan Wenyi has seen it many times. Li Cou hugged a few books, limped, and walked into the office slowly. The dark blue metal door was carefully closed, pretending to be isolated from the world, for fear that others would know that there was someone inside. .

Yan Wenyi's hand holding the bread tightened suddenly, and a strange impulse surged in his heart. He stopped in front of the slightly closed dark blue door, paused for a moment, and pushed the door straight in the next moment——

There were people in the office, and not a few.

There were three, three, five or five students sitting on both sides of the table that formed a conference room. Half of the curtains by the window were open, and half of the curtains were closed. Open his eyes, even so, his eyes seemed to be attracted, and fell on that person accurately.

He had only seen it not so long ago.

Li Cou sat on the side with the closed curtains. He seemed to dislike sunlight very much. Yan Wenyi had never seen him during physical education class activities. Even at the very beginning of the class, this man stood there with a frown and an impatient face. Then, he always stood at the back of the line, and he didn't even want to pretend to be a cutscene. The pale golden morning light dripped on his face, which didn't melt the coldness on his face, but turned his face into a blush. , Indifference and physical hotness are harmoniously intertwined, adding a bit of fragility to his face for no reason.

Like ice sculptures exposed to the blazing sun.

Yan Wenyi's eyes stayed on him for a few more seconds.

He understood a little bit about Li Min's stinky behavior of disliking everyone and disliking everyone, why some people are still willing to talk to him, and most of them are girls - because they are good-looking.

Li Cou is like this, good-looking, introverted, and doesn't talk much.This is the real him, anyone can see the bottom at a glance, like a delicate glass product, sensitive and fragile, exposed, even the occasional sharp edges and corners are shining, no need for the slightest packaging, real and beautiful.

Completely opposite to myself.

He is a beauty, the young man is slightly absent-minded, if one ignores that indifferent and rough temper.

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6、Conflict

The moment he pushed the door open, everyone instinctively looked up at him, only the boy in the corner lowered his head and held a pen to meditate on the pages of the book, with an attitude of complete indifference.

Half of his face was shrouded in darkness, and the other half of his face reflected the sunlight reflected on the table. Yan Wenyi saw the outline of Li Min's face, and seemed to be able to see the subtle details on his face under the light of light. The clear outline of the young man was softened by the sunlight, and he was slightly absent-minded.

"Hey, classmate, you close the door." A classmate said, "The air-conditioning is gone."

Li Cou paused while holding the pen, and the next moment, Yan Wenyi saw him look up, and when he saw him, his brows were tightly knit together, Yan Wenyi ignored him, returned a light smile, and said softly: "No Excuse me."

He closed the door, scanned around, and chose a seat in the middle to the left, which was the air vent, and he just came in from the outside, and it was a bit hot, and there were people on both sides, from the third class, the fifth class, and the third class. Those in class three sit together with those in class three, and those in class five sit with those in class five.

A feng shui treasure in the middle was empty and was left there. Yan Wenyi chose the best seat to sit down without changing his face. The air-conditioning wind was blowing coolly on his face. Diagonally opposite was Li Cou, who was sitting in the innermost seat. , there were two books on the table next to her, and a girl was sitting across an empty seat. When the girl saw Yan Wenyi, her expression suddenly changed, and she was faintly excited.

Zhu Fanbai's long hair fell loose, and a blush gradually appeared on her face. She moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

Yan Wenyi stayed on her face for a few more seconds, then slowly lowered it.

He was chewing the bread carelessly, his eyes glanced at one side of the slope, the office was almost full, and there were two books on the table next to Li Mino, and there was no one there.

People came in one after another, looked around, saw that they couldn't sit down, and backed out with regret on their faces.

Really wicked, take up space.

Li Min frowned when he lowered his head in thought. He didn't need to look to know that no one would come to the place next to him. The light golden books on the table were all his own. He hid in the innermost place, as if he Can separate himself from the students around him.

Now that there are so many people coming to the office at once, Yan Wenyi can imagine Li Cou's expression when people can push the door in one after another——

There was a slight frown between his brows, resistance in his eyes, but he couldn't say anything, so he pursed his lips as if he didn't see it.

like now.

Sensing his gaze, Li Min raised his eyes and frowned slightly.

No...it seems different.

Li Min's expression was even worse, his usual expressionless face rarely showed disgust, and he deliberately restrained himself to prevent himself from being too obvious.

Yan Wenyi hooked the corners of his mouth if there was anything.

He swallowed the last bite of bread, grabbed the plastic wrap tightly, and threw it on the table.

The office fell into silence for a while.

"Hey, hey, how do you do this question?"

Suddenly a female voice sounded, and the short-haired girl moved the tutorial book to a girl next to her, and the book cover made a sudden sound as it rubbed against the table.

"Mathematics? Don't ask me about mathematics. I don't want to do it. You can check it yourself."

"The mobile phone is off for work, and I have to go downstairs to get it back."

"Then let me take a look, this is a multiple-choice question..."

The voice of the conversation gradually became louder, from the multiple-choice questions on the test paper to the aunt in the cafeteria making dishes, and then to what to do on the weekend, variety show star...

The girl's uncontrollable laughter sounded rustling, and the air seemed to tremble.

Li Cou held the pen and did not move. He remembered that when he was a child, he slept in the village and heard the rats.