"Sao baby, in fact, I have known you for a long time, I have seen you many, many times, many times I have been looking at you from a distance in the crowd, I have never been close......"

"It's unreal to be so close to you now, but I feel like I'm liking you more and more. ”

The girl's soft voice was as low as a dream, and her words that were very dream-like made Lu Chenche wonder.

He wanted to ask her what that meant, but he heard the girl's cat-scratching voice come out through the earpiece, "I like Che Che, good night." ”

Lu Chenche pursed his lips, the doubts in his heart turned into a soft warm current, and his lips opened lightly, "Good night, I like Qingqing." ”

Ruan Tianqing, who was asleep, seemed to hear his shallow response, and bent his lips innocently while holding the quilt.

Ruan Tianqing's shallow breathing came from the other side of the phone, and Lu Chenche listened for a few seconds before hanging up the phone.

So, this night, some people had a good night's sleep, and some people couldn't sleep.

Ruan Tianqing had a good night's sleep because of the effect of alcohol, but Lu Chenche couldn't sleep because of her words.

Because of Ruan Tianqing's dream-like words, Lu Chenche's thoughts couldn't help but fly away, and flew to the time when he saw Ruan Tianqing for the first time.

Of course, it was only the first meeting he thought he had.

Three years ago, Ruan Tanqing was 14 years old and Lu Chenche was 18 years old.

That year, Zhuo Ke went to the Jincheng Music Concert Hall for Lu Yu (Lu's father) to participate in an event about musical instrument performance, Lu Chenche didn't want to go, he felt troublesome and noisy.

But Lu Yu didn't care whether he agreed or not, threw the invitation card in front of him, and threw down a sentence, "If you go, it's up to you which school you go to college." ”

Lu Chenche really didn't want to bend his waist for five buckets of rice, but he wanted to go out and have a look, so he agreed.

It was at the venue of the recital hall that he met Ruan Tianqing for the first time.

At that time, Ruan Tianqing was the same as now, she was still cute and cute, but she was young, but she played the piano with a little more demure and gentleness that she didn't have on weekdays.

On the day of the event, Ruan Tianqing was dressed in a plain white dress, with light gauze lantern long sleeves wrapping her slender arms, hazy and feminine, with a straight neckline, revealing her delicate and small collarbones.

The long thick black hair was slightly curled, and it was softly draped over the shoulders, and the palm-sized face was covered with light makeup, which was even more dazzling.

Well-behaved, she sat in front of the piano in the center of the stage, the stage lights were dim, leaving only a weak pillar of light on her, and the whole person looked like she was glowing.

At a young age, facing the crowd in the recital hall, there was no tension and embarrassment on her face, she looked at the piano with her eyes down gently, her fingers pressed the keys calmly, and the beautiful notes jumped on her fingertips.

She played "kiss the rain", a very quiet and gentle song.

That piece is not the first time Lu Chenche has heard someone play it, but each performer's mood is different, and the feeling of playing it is different.

Ruan Tianqing's "kiss the rain" does not seem to describe love, but nostalgia, who is missed in the piano sound, Lu Chenche does not know.

However, inexplicably, he resonated with the music she played.

During this performance, he set his eyes on the girl enjoying the performance on the stage many times, and he didn't say anything else, but he remembered her face deeply.

After the performance, Lu Chenche thought that he would never see Ruan Tianqing again, and he couldn't help but feel a little inexplicable sense of loss in his heart, he didn't leave after the event was over, but wandered to the back door of the music recital hall after Ruan Tianqing left.

At that time, he was leaning against the wall, a burning cigarette between his fingers.

But he didn't want to, but at the back door, he saw her again, and a black car was parked at the back door, and she was standing by the car talking to people.

He vaguely heard her say to the woman next to him that she wanted to go back to the capital.

Later, not knowing what the people around her had said to her, she turned around and looked at him.

When she looked over, Lu Chenche was a little embarrassed to extinguish the cigarette between his fingers, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, he actually saw some incredible surprise in her eyes.

At that time, he didn't know her.

When Ruan Tianqing saw him, her eyes paused, and she immediately bent the corners of her lips at him, her smile was very sweet, her eyes were crooked, and there were two cute little pear vortices on her lips.

It's like an elf.

That smile, Lu Chenche still remembers it.

She didn't stay any longer, and after one look at him, she got in the car and left.

Lu Chenche stood at the back door of the Jincheng Music Concert Hall for a long time that day, and then made up his mind in his heart.

Thinking back to the present, Lu Chenche pillowed his arms behind his head, and his long narrow black eyes looked at the ceiling motionlessly, as if he was thinking about something.

As for Ruan Tianqing's surprise when she saw him three years ago, Lu Chenche couldn't help but think, probably, she knew him long before him, but when, why didn't he have a little impression?

For this reason, he was puzzled.

...

Ruan Tianqing slept comfortably here, and only the sound of the cold wind of the air conditioner and her shallow breathing remained in the room.

On the side of the bed, she turned over with the quilt, her mouth moved, she didn't know what she was muttering, but she seemed to be very happy.

On the second day, Ruan Tianqing woke up with a splitting headache, she sat up from the bed with her eyebrows twisted and pressed her temples, her sleepy eyes slightly open, and the bottom of her eyes was hazy.

What did she do last night, her head hurts so much, but her mind is still blank.

She got up with a headache to wash, then yawned and walked out of the room, and into the kitchen, where she saw the virtuous Mrs. Nguyen mixing honey water in the kitchen.

Her soft and glutinous voice was slightly hoarse, "Mom, what are you doing with honey water?"

Tan Xiuying glanced back at her, "Mix a cup of honey for your dad and your brother to relieve hangover, they will definitely have a headache when they get drunk." ”

Hearing the wine, Ruan Tianqing suddenly remembered what he was doing last night, and his eyes fell on the half bottle of wine on the kitchen counter with a weak heart, and he couldn't help but press his head in pain.

She drank last night, and only drank one spoonful, but she didn't expect that she was worse than Ruan Jinnan.

Ruan Jinnan poured a cup, what is she, is she drunk with a spoonful?

"Mom, bring me a cup of honey water. Ruan Tianqing looked at the honey water in Tan Xiuying's hand and swallowed his saliva.

Tan Xiuying responded with a smile, "Okay." ”

Ruan Tianqing leaned to the side and watched Tan Xiuying mix honey water, well-behaved and clever.

The void in her mind hadn't been filled, and she thought that she was probably a spoonful of wine.

She never remembered what she had done since she got drunk yesterday, only that she slept soundly last night and dreamed of her sassy baby.

In the dream, she told Sao Bao a lot, saying that she had known him a long time ago.

"Here, drink. ”