Someone Speaks Ill of You

It's still the piano room.

Wearing a white dress, elegant and noble, cool and charming, quiet and quiet.

Obviously they have exactly the same face and the same figure, but they show completely different looks and temperaments.

As if seeing her, your heart will calm down.

Luo Fei stood at the door, pushed the door, looked at her, and did not enter immediately.

"Come in."

After she said these two words, he went in.

Then, under the sign of her eyes, she sat down in front of the piano, put her slender fingers on the keyboard, turned her head to look at her and said, "Which song do you want to hear?"

The girl didn't answer, she stretched out her thin white fingers, lightly tapped on the white keyboard, and two notes popped up.

"Nocturne."

Luo Fei nodded slightly, brewed his emotions, and began to play.

The ten fingers dance on the keyboard, and the thoughts fly in the notes.

The sun is shining outside the window, and time flows inside the window.

Music is time, evoking people's memories and yearning.

Just one song.

Luo Fei turned to look at her.

The girl stretched out her finger again and clicked two notes.

It's nocturne again.

The same name, different tunes.

Luo Fei continued to play.

Playing three nocturnes of different tunes in a row, the girl approached the piano, stood beside him, and began to play with him.

Two people, two hands, ten fingers flying, approaching, moving away, crossing, touching, as if repeating a light and beautiful dance.

Just one song.

Luo Fei stood up and asked her to sit down.

The two changed hands, from the treble to the bass, from the bass to the treble, and continued to play together.

Cooperate more and more skillfully, more and more tacitly, more and more smoothly.

No one spoke, and there was no prior notification of which piece to play.

But the two hands seem to come from the same person, the same heart, the same consciousness, and the same blood.

One hand moved first, and the other hand immediately followed. The match was seamless and flawless.

There was the sound of wind blowing outside the window, and inside the window there was only the sound of the piano flowing, and the sound of two beating hearts.

"I should be going."

After playing a few more songs, Luo Fei looked up at the time on the wall.

Before you know it, it's half past one.

It was strange that when playing the piano, time passed very quickly, and with the originally strange girl, there was almost nothing to say, let alone any communication, but suddenly, I felt very familiar and kind.

Perhaps, the two hands have already communicated on the keys, and the two hearts have already known each other in the flowing notes.

Music is so magical and wonderful.

"I'm going for my class."

Seeing that she didn't respond, Luo Fei repeated another sentence.

The voice was very soft, as if afraid to disturb her.

The girl finally spoke, with her slender and white fingers still on the white and clean keys, she looked at it and whispered, "Are you here?"

"Come."

Luo Fei's answer this time without any hesitation.

In order to work smoothly on the part-time job, he does have to come to practice playing frequently. The more familiar the repertoire, the more confident he is.

It costs 500 yuan for two hours. He doesn't want his own performance and I am sorry for the price paid by others.

"hand."

The girl whispered.

Her left hand is on the keyboard, five slender and white, perfect.

Luo Fei was stunned for a moment, raised the right hand that had just cooperated with him, and placed it on the keyboard.

When she was about to ask, the girl raised her left hand and placed it on the back of his right hand.

It feels cold to the touch, but very soft.

The girl's hands are slender and weak, as white as jade, like a flawless carving.

Luo Fei was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at her, with a hint of doubt on his face.

"Does it match?"

The girl looked at the two folded hands on the piano keys and said softly.

Luo Fei moved his gaze, then took his hand away from her, and said, "I should go to class."

"My name is Li Yi."

The girl turned her head and looked at him.

Luo Fei's heart moved, staring at her familiar and unfamiliar face for a few seconds, still couldn't help asking, "Is Qingshui Meiyi's sister?"

The girl didn't seem to hear her, and said softly: "Call me Li Yi, Luo."

"Miss Li Yi, I should go now."

Luo Fei was inexplicably nervous, bowed slightly, turned and left the piano room, and closed the door for her.

The girl stared at the closed door for a while, then retracted her gaze, looked at the jade-like fingers on the keyboard, and muttered softly in her mouth: "Match."

Luo Fei returned to the classroom, did not see the monitor, and felt down and heavy.

If he knew that the squad leader would help him carry that night, he would never leave, or would never leave the squad leader alone.

What he does himself will never let others help him resist.

If he doesn't see the monitor again tonight, he decides to go directly to the Awakening Department to explain everything.

He kills people, and he does things.

He will bear all the censorship and judgment.

When class was about to begin, Tong Yan Yanfang hurried into the classroom, her cheeks flushed, and she obviously started to run as soon as she got out of the car.

Sitting down in her seat, before she had time to take out the textbooks from her schoolbag, she whispered happily, "Luo...Student Luo Fei, I...I..."

She was out of breath and seemed to want to tell some good news quickly, but because she was panting and anxiously unable to vomit out, her delicate and lovely face was flushed, pure and seductive.

"Don't worry, take a break and speak slowly."

Luo Fei motioned her not to speak first.

At this time, the class bell rang, and Song Qiqi rushed into the classroom in a hurry.

As soon as I sat down in my seat, I turned around, put a piece of paper on Luo Fei's desk, and said in a low voice, "Movie tickets, tonight, at eleven."

After speaking, he turned around and lay down on the desk to take a breath and rest, without giving Luo Fei a chance to refuse.

Luo Fei picked up the movie ticket on the desk and took a look. It was indeed 11 o'clock tonight.

The movie usually takes more than two hours, and after watching it, it's early in the morning.

Song Qiqi's heart is clearly revealed!

Although Luo Fei does not have to pay for the movie ticket, what about after watching the movie?

Take a taxi, or eat, or buy water to buy snacks, or open a room to buy condoms, which one does not cost money?

What if the condom quality is not good, and you suddenly hit the target and you get pregnant?

It's even more terrifying.

Want to lie to me to spend money, no way!

Luo Fei tugged with both hands, preparing to tear up the movie ticket that tempted him to spend money, but after thinking about it, he turned his head and looked at his tablemate.

Classmate Tong Yanyan, with red cheeks and watery eyes, is looking at him with wide eyes and frowning. With the movie ticket in his hand, his small mouth seems to be slightly pursed.

Wasn’t you still very happy last second, smiling all over your face?

"Student Tong Yanyan, didn't you say yesterday that you want to go to the movies? Here, I'll give you a movie ticket."

Luo Fei borrowed the Flower Thousand Buddhas and placed the movie ticket in front of her.

Tong Yanyan: "..."

"No, I don't want..."

She immediately pushed the movie ticket to his desk again, her mouth pouted, and her little blushing face, holding the textbook in her schoolbag, did not speak to him again.

It seems to be angry.

Luo Fei wondered, how did he provoke her? Is the free movie ticket a deep insult to Miss Tong, who is so rich and soaked in milk every night?

Probably.

Luo Fei put away the movie ticket, stretched out his hand, and placed it in the neckline of Song Qiqi's side in front.

The teacher took the textbook, stepped onto the podium, and began to lecture.

Song Qiqi turned her head, pretended to open the book, looked at the podium, ignored the movie ticket in her chest, and deliberately stretched her hand to her shoulder, in front of Luo Fei's gaze, lifted the underwear strap, and the corners of her mouth were exposed. A perverted and triumphant smile.

Luo Fei looked down at the textbook.

After a while, Tong Yanyan finally couldn't help it, and pushed the notebook in front of him.

[Student Luo Fei, what is the relationship between you and Song Qiqi? Song Qiqi invited you to watch a movie. Your relationship must be very good, right? 】

Luo Fei took a look, but didn't reply, looking at the textbook seriously.

Tong Yanyan pouted, secretly took the notebook back, and started writing again.

[Student Luo Fei, don't get me wrong, I'm just curious, and ask it as a good friend. If Luo Fei doesn't want to answer, forget it. I went to the restaurant at noon today, and asked Luo Fei for a question. The manager asked Luo Fei to try it at night, saying that there are usually people playing, but a new performer is needed on Saturdays and Sundays, two hours a night. , Starting from seven o’clock, the salary is 500 yuan, the day ends]

Luo Fei took a look and thought of the scene when she rushed into the classroom just now. She had gone to help him ask part-time jobs.

[Thank you, classmate Tong Yanyan. Then I’ll go to see it tonight. Saturday and Sunday are okay. After I get my salary, I will definitely invite Tong Yanyan to dinner]

Tong Yanyan looked at the words in the notebook, staring blankly at the words "Tong Yanyan classmate".

"Student Luo Fei was angry because of what happened in the morning, so he was so polite to me again, and started calling me Tong Yanyan again? Hey, Song Qiqi seems to be very concerned about Luo Fei recently. I...what should I do? What to do?"

"Student Luo Fei has already hinted at me. If I don't take the initiative, Luo Fei and I will definitely want to... to..."

Tong Yanyan was thinking wildly, tangled, hesitant, shy, nervous, and uneasy.

She turned her face away, secretly looked at the profile of the teenager next to her, and secretly said: Luo Fei is so good-looking, so kind, so powerful, so safe, so caring about me, and so hinting at me, I...I can't hesitate anymore...

Thinking of this, her cheeks were hot, picked up the pen, and began to write.

[Student Luo Fei, if you go to work part-time on Saturdays and Sundays, you will be late after work, and if you go home, there will be no bus ride...]

After thinking about it, she added another sentence: [Taxi may not be available, even if there is, it will be very expensive, very expensive...]

[So, Luo Fei, we are good friends, and my home is very close to where you work. On Saturday and Sunday nights, my father and mother are not at home, so... So, Luo Fei, I solemnly invite you , Please go to my house to rest on Saturday and Sunday evenings, you can go downstairs and upstairs, I promise not to disturb you]

After writing, she read it over and over again and again, and finally added a sentence in it: [If you live next door to me, it’s okay. With student Luo Fei living next door, I will definitely not have nightmares again]

Tong Yanyan's cheeks were red, and she felt ashamed and embarrassed to do something. After writing, she hesitated, nervous, scared, excited, and worried. After tangling for a long time, she didn't dare to pass it.

When the class was about to end, she closed her eyes, her heart was full, and she gathered her courage to push the notebook over, like a prisoner about to be beheaded on the execution ground, immediately bowed her head on the desk and waited for death.

Luo Fei was listening attentively. When he saw the notebook pushed over, just about to look down, a familiar voice suddenly came from the door of the classroom: "Teacher, I'm back."

The head teacher, who was writing on the blackboard, turned to look at the door of the classroom, and immediately said with a smile on his face: "Qianxue, hurry, come in."

"The monitor is back!"

Many students are full of joy.

Although Mu Qianxue was very strict with the classmates, she was very kind and responsible to everyone. Everyone was convinced and kind to her. Everyone was naturally very happy to see her back.

Mu Qianxue walked into the classroom, her face looked a little pale, but her footsteps were steady, she didn't seem to be a serious problem.

Luo Fei looked at her, the heavy stone in his heart finally landed.

When Mu Qianxue approached him, she smiled slightly at him, and when she was about to move forward from his desk, she suddenly saw the notebook in front of him.

Before Luo Fei could react, she took it over, then passed behind Song Qiqi and returned to her seat.

At this time, Tong Yanyan still bowed her head, lying on the desk with her cheek buried in the textbook, shyly not daring to raise her head, waiting for Luo Fei's response.

Mu Qianxue started looking at the words in the notebook.