back in love with a girl

In the photo, there is a chic and handsome woman with a capable ponytail.

He turned his back to Wen Liyu and said something.

The time shows that it was the afternoon of Obama's car accident.

She remembered that she had indeed met Wen Liyu that day, but it wasn't dressed like this, and the surrounding light was not so dark.

Take another one away, and under the light of the car lights, it happened to take a complete picture of that face.

This face is exactly the same as his own.

How many Janes are there? ? ? ? ?

Jian Shi couldn't figure it out either: "It's not me..."

"This person hangs around our door a lot recently, and I'm also thinking, it shouldn't be you, after all, your hairstyles and dressing styles are different...and I called you again when she appeared last night, you are indeed there Overtime." Wen Xianhao breathed a sigh of relief, "But you both look too much alike...could it be..."

"I also look similar to Jian Shi from Jane's..." Jian Shi kindly reminded, "Actually, I'm also very surprised who this person is... I seem to have heard Jian Shi say that I saw her in a seaside villa. ..”

"Oh? Really?" Wen Xianhao couldn't accept this answer.

Jian Shi shrugged at him: "Oh...maybe I was born with a public face..."

Being looked at so calmly, like a conversation between friends, made Wen Xianhao very useful. He was a little stunned, and he brewed a blurred electric eye interface and said: "How come, you are so beautiful..."

"Hahaha, I'm pretty. Thank you for the compliment from the general manager. I will work harder!" Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Jian Shi walked back with a haha, and bumped directly into the glass door...

Calmly reopen it... and ran back to his cubicle.

How can I make the same low-level mistakes as children!

Jian Shi slapped her forehead and condemned herself, and the angry face of 15 years old appeared in her mind again.

No matter how much she hides during this time, she can always find a gap to disturb her thoughts like a prank.

Misty star eyes, flushed cheeks, and a shy aura about her body.

All kinds of strange things appear in the disposable cups full of coffee, on the computer screen in standby mode, in the gaps between densely packed text...

Pervasive and lingering.

Jian Shi felt that it was necessary to bang her head on the table to wake up...

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The moving melody wafted out of the music classroom as always.

The most eye-catching must be the girl in a white dress playing next to the pitch-black piano in the middle.

It's a pity that the bright songs are pouring out at her fingertips, but only sad notes can be read.

The conductor teacher stopped playing the flute, and the entire symphony orchestra suddenly stopped playing: "Jian Shi...you play the piano very well, but you need to learn to cooperate..."

Knowing that this unsmiling and cold-faced girl is the famous daughter of the Jane family, even if it is a criticism, she has to think carefully about her words: "Just now everyone performed very well. You always seem to be out of shape. What's on your mind?"

"No." The 15-year-old's answer was very capable, but to other people's ears, it seemed a little cold and heartless.

"Then do it again?" The teacher asked some questions, but only looked at Jian Shi.

Diligently started to play the solo at the beginning of the movement again with his fingers, and the others followed suit slowly.

Recently, it seems that the frequency of daze has increased again..

When I got into the car, I found that I forgot my schoolbag again.

One second before he pushed open the door of the hall, he heard the people inside whispering his name in a vitriolic language.

"Ah, teacher~ why do we have to stay and practice more?" Some girls complained.

The teacher was also very embarrassed: "Today's practice results are not ideal, the opening ceremony is about to start, you have to work hard!"

"Then Jian Shi doesn't play well, why doesn't she stay, she's still the main player!"

"She just didn't play well today. The days ago were very good! Okay, okay, don't talk about it, come and play it again."

"Don't—teacher, you just dislike the poor and love the rich! Why do you always ask us to cooperate with her~"

"What nonsense. If you have the ability, you can pass the piano to me and show me."

"Cut~ We can't, but Yan Xiangji from our former Qisen Junior High School can, and she also applied for our school, why don't you invite her, you have to invite this young lady!"

"I have mentioned this to her parents.. She will lead the dance at that time, there may be conflicts..."

"Hey—that's it.. There's nothing I can do about it, but that Jian Shi is really as difficult to get along with as in the legend..."

"Yeah, I have a cold face all day long, like someone owes her money. You have to rehearse together for so long, don't you~"

"Yes...hehe, I really like it..."

"You boys have a knife on your head, and you don't care about others, so you know how to put your face on—"

......

"boom."

The iron door was deliberately slammed hard.

Under the luxurious crystal chandelier on the stage, although the figure was small, it couldn't conceal that haughty temperament.

The audience dared not discuss any more.

She walked over with her head held high, took out her schoolbag from the closet, and carried it on her back.

Without saying a word, he walked out along the way he came from.

The whole process is like a one-man show with no one watching.

Uncle Wang saw that the eldest lady was in a bad mood from the inside rearview mirror, and probably guessed that she was pushed out by something again, so he released the clutch wisely and drove towards home..

I don't know if the eldest lady is at home, but I can enlighten her who doesn't like to explain and bear silently.

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Not only is the eldest lady absent, but the master and wife are also absent.

At the age of 15, I changed my shoes, sat on the sofa for a while, and did not move my chopsticks after preparing the dinner.

After taking a bath, she came out of the room. The empty room and the echo of slippers stepping on the wooden floor looked very bleak.

He walked to the European-style telephone placed in the living room and dialed a number.

It rang several times and was ready to hang up before it was connected.

"Hello? Is it Maki? What's the matter? Dad is busy."

"I don't want to be in the symphony orchestra."

"Ah? Why? Have you encountered any unpleasant things?"

"I just don't want to participate, there is no reason."

"Good boy, life is bound to have setbacks. You pushed back the swimming class last time, so you have to participate in some group activities. The symphony orchestra must not give up..."

"I do not want to go!"

"Why is this child like this? How old are you, and you have to learn to be a good child. How can you not want to do anything in this world? Listen to me, you must continue! Alright, I'm going It's a meeting, I won't say much, if you have anything to say, talk to your mother, dad loves you, beep beep beep beep beep—"

......

"You don't understand anything at all!"

That feeble roar could only echo in the empty room after all.

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After dinner, Jian Shi saw that Jane's mother was depressed, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Oh...it's not Xiao Shishi's stubborn temper.. Her father said something to her yesterday, and she has been angry until now. She refuses to eat, and she doesn't go to tutoring. This is a hunger strike to protest and worry about me. Mommy..." Jane's mother said, and answered the phone, "Hello? What time is it? The old Chen's house? Zimoer? If you are good, come here! Wait for me!"

Jane's mother quickly became lively: "Da Shishi, I have important things to do, please tell me about the younger one, she listens to you the most, come on!"

"I..." Jian Shi's words were submerged in Jane's mother's rummaging and resolute rush against the clock...

After choosing a few favorite dishes, Jian Shi went upstairs and knocked on the door.

"I told you I won't eat!" came the 15-year-old's depressed and impatient cry from inside.

"It's me..." Jian Shi leaned against the door and said in a moderate voice.

There was no more movement after that.

"Mom personally stewed your favorite seaweed pork ribs soup. I put it at the door. Come out and eat when you are hungry."

The sound of footsteps went from near to far until they disappeared. Only then did the 15-year-old touch his unbelievably shriveled stomach, step on the floor quietly and spinelessly, and open the door.

After coming up from the other side of the stairs, Jian Shi, who was waiting close to the door, seized the opportunity and got stuck in the middle of the door frame.

The 15-year-old was startled, but calmed down quickly, walked around her and picked up the soup on the ground, put it on the desk and drank it slowly.

Jian Shi closed the door, and the furnishings in the house were still similar to the last time he came in, except that the pillow print was replaced by Snoopy again.

The piano costume was also hung aside, like a concubine who has fallen out of favor.

"I heard from your mother that you don't want to learn the piano anymore?" Jian Shi folded the expensive skirt. She remembered that she had custom-made it for the concert, and later she was a success in overwhelming the audience.

At the age of 15, after finishing drinking, he looked at the carved pattern on the bottom of the blue and white porcelain bowl and said, "Yes, I don't want to learn anymore. It's useless for anyone to persuade me."

Jian Shi sat down and looked at the back of the 15-year-old. This scene also happened when she was 15 years old.

But in the end, he still couldn't give up his piano dream, weighed the pros and cons and walked out of the room.

How did you get here?become vulnerable?

"That's such a pity for this dress. I'm still thinking about going to see it on the spot, will you dress like a princess?" Jian Shi didn't express his opinion, but said with some "regret", "The ensemble is gone. You, too, can't stand up for your short-term theory, and when the time comes, school will start, and your interpersonal relationship will be even more difficult..."

"Who wants to have a good relationship with them!" The 15-year-old couldn't stop listening, and said while holding his ears.

Jian Shi did not intend to let her go: "So it is even more important to prove to them that you are the best, so that they have nothing to say, this is us."

It's rare to say such a philosophical word, and the 15-year-old's lax thoughts became more firm now, but he didn't answer.

"Gulu" seems to be hungry for two days, not a bowl of kelp pork rib soup can fill him up.

Jian Shi didn't laugh at her either, but said softly, "There's fried pork with capers and beans below, warm it up for you?"

She no longer pretended to be reserved, and directly transitioned from being elegant and intellectual to gobbling.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Jian Shi pulled a napkin to wipe the oil stains on her mouth.

The 15-year-old stretched out his face obediently, and Jian Shi was flustered for a while because of his clever and innocent expression, so he forcibly calmed down and hoped that he would not repeat the gaffe that day.

When the paper towel passed by, there was still a clear spring rippling and swaying in my heart.

"Hey..."

Before going to bed, 15-year-old drilled a small head out of the door and called Jian Shi who was going upstairs.

Coming out of frustration, she blinked playfully: "Do you remember what you promised me?"

She looked at her sideways, full of doubts and incomprehension under the light.Like an artist's oil painting that should have been framed in an exhibition hall.

It seems that I really can't remember.

"You said that after passing the piano grade, you will take me on a trip!"