Song Yan's home decoration is very good, that is, simple and very individual, on the contrary, Ji Yunyang's home is a little empty, except for some necessary furniture and household appliances, nothing has been added.

Gong Qingchen sometimes suspected that Ji Yunyang didn't live here at all before, so Gong Qingchen didn't feel at home at all.

Song Yan asked Gong Qingchen to go at will, he went to the kitchen, and quickly brought two glasses of honey lemonade, Song Yan handed Gong Qingchen a glass and said, "Drink some hot water to go cold." ”

Gong Qingchen glanced at Song Yan in some surprise, because this honey lemonade was her favorite before, I don't know if it was a coincidence, she stayed for a few seconds and then took it and thanked Song Yan again and again.

"Don't be so polite, it's too rusty, did you call Yun Yang and ask him for the key? I guess he might have taken it himself." Song Yan's temperament is more like Gu Ruiwen's, very gentle and always unconsciously giving people a sense of approachability.

But Ji Yunyang is not like that at all, although Ji Yunyang was very gentle with her in the past, he was very indifferent to others, Ji Yunyang has always not liked to get along with others. The current Ji Yunyang is as cold as if he has just been taken out of the refrigerator.

"I called him, but it was answered by a strange woman, has Ji Yunyang always been like this. Gong Qingchen's words were almost squeezed out of his teeth.

If she didn't get angry, it would definitely be impossible, she couldn't wait to chop Ji Yunyang up, but when the real Ji Yunyang appeared in front of her, she always thought about guilt in her heart.

"Hehe, yes? He wasn't like that before, and he is, and I think there must have been some misunderstanding between you. Song Yan's understatement always gave Gong Qingchen an illusion, the illusion that he was excusing Ji Yunyang.

The conversation seemed to collapse, Gong Qingchen didn't believe what Song Yan meant, and Song Yan didn't continue to speak.

Gong Qingchen's eyes have been staring at the irises on the glass bottle on the table, although it is this kind of flower, but the air is thick and can't hide the smell of tricolor lilies.

It's like an illusion of perfection, and everything seems to be ready for the moment.

Song Yan stood up and said to go and cook a few dishes, Gong Qingchen offered to help but was rejected by him, Gong Qingchen did not force Song Yan to cook casually, and found that most of the books on the bookcase were her favorite books, in Gong Qingchen's opinion, Song Yan did not like to read "Gone with the Wind".

When Song Yan cooked the meal and called Gong Qingchen, Gong Qingchen was staring at the drum kit around the corner in a daze, Gong Qingchen remembered that she used to take Ji Yunyang to the musical instrument store to watch the drum kit, and when she was a child, when his father was still there, she had learned the drum kit for a while.

At that time, Gong's mother also complained about Gong's father, and he always felt that girls were more suitable for learning some elegant things like violin.

Gong Qingchen always felt that the girls who played the drum were not only handsome, but the drum seemed to represent the strength of perseverance.

"You also like drum kits?" When Gong Qingchen reacted, he saw Song Yan looking at her gently.

Song Yan nodded very quickly and said, "Do you like it too?" ”

Gong Qingchen gently stroked the drum kit under his hand, picked up the drumstick, smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and said: "I remember learning this since I was a child, there will be fewer girls in the class, and there will always be people who tell me that the drum kit seems to be more comfortable for boys to play." ”

"It's mostly about the sense of power, because the drum kit requires more passion. Song Yan's pertinent evaluation.

Gong Qingchen seemed to be recalling the past, and suddenly smiled at Song Yan with bright eyes: "It's not that I haven't thought about giving up, it's just that every time I give up, my dad will tell me that there is nothing in this world that is prescribed at the very beginning what a person of which gender should do, and people can't live for others all the time." You should stick to it as long as you like it. ”

Song Yan was so amazed by Gong Qingchen's smile that he was slightly stunned for a few seconds, and just nodded in agreement with her.

"Later, for some reason, I didn't practice the drum kit for a long time. It wasn't until I met Ji Yunyang when I was in college, and at that time he was almost a legend of our entire university, a top student who almost got full marks in all subjects. I remember the first time I accosted her, I wanted him to help me draw the key points for the exam, and the second time I was wandering in front of the musical instrument store and he asked me what I was doing, and I told him I wanted to see the drum kit. Gong Qingchen's eyes were shining, and he glanced at Song Yan, then picked up the drumstick and knocked it very seriously.

Gong Qingchen actually played a very introductory tune - "Dream Wedding", and after she finished playing, she asked: "I haven't practiced for a long time, and I don't know if there is anything wrong with this Beethoven's "Moonlight Song". ”

After listening to Gong Qingchen's words, Song Yan seemed to comfort her and said, "I think it's good, although I also play musical instruments, but I don't play very well." If I haven't practiced for years like you, I'm afraid I won't be able to listen to it at all. ”

Gong Qingchen seemed to want to laugh after hearing Song Yan's words, but finally shook his head slightly and put the drumstick back in its original place, she seemed to have seen Song Yan bring out some food from the refrigerator just now.

Did these have already been prepared? Who wanted to set up this big net, who wanted to invite her into the urn?

"Why do you have to be so modest, I don't know that Ji Yunyang at that time really accompanied me to that musical instrument store, and then I played a simple piece like "Counting the Stars" to him, and he despised me very unkindly. At that time, I was more arrogant and choked with him, saying that I hadn't practiced for a long time, you know what Ji Yunyang said to me at that time. ”

"What?"

Gong Qingchen stared at Song Yan's eyes and said word by word: "He said that this is not a reason, do you plan to continue to deceive yourself like this." Song Yan's face seemed to have changed and seemed to be nothing.

Half of Gong Qingchen's words were actually out of the air, and she said that she just wanted to remind Song Yan that self-deception and deception were not good.

Ji Yunyang did accompany Gong Qingchen to the musical instrument store, at that time, Gong Qingchen played the drum very well, Ji Yunyang praised her very blandly, she said that she would definitely not have a chance to learn in the future, she was going to give up.

Gong Qingchen will never forget Ji Yunyang telling her that on that hot summer afternoon, Ji Yunyang was still peerless in a half-worn white shirt, not because of his appearance, but because of his bearing.

"It doesn't matter if you say it, it's what you say. You can't give it up, and the only thing you really want to give up is that it gives up on you. ”

Gong Qingchen closed his eyes, how could such a Ji Yunyang become like this, those colorful worlds were not so tempting from beginning to end, Ji Yunyang He is not that kind of person!

Gong Qingchen couldn't guess, so he could only wait for Ji Yunyang's callback.

Song Yan said in a slightly unsteady tone: "Let's eat, the rice is almost cold." ”