Xu Shan's eyes were full of smiles.

No matter how you look at it, she has the upper hand.

Jiang Minsheng didn't wait for his son to speak, and hurriedly agreed, "Girl, let's just make up our minds." ”

"Okay. I can go and pay the medical bills right now. Xu Shan waved her phone, as if she was buying something very cheap.

Jiang Yue's brows had already turned into frost, and he wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jiang Minsheng, "Don't you want to know who that old piano is sold to?

Jiang Yue tugged at the corners of his mouth, looking at him with extremely mocking eyes.

Xu Shan's smile was undiminished, and she said to Jiang Minsheng: "It was Jiang Yue's talent that attracted me. If I want to say thank you, I should thank you. If it weren't for you, Jiang Yue wouldn't have bothered me. ”

Jiang Yue's expression was indifferent, and when he heard the word talented, he glanced at Xu Shan.

Dark green eyeshadow sparkles in the light.

Suddenly, she noticed her gaze, raised her head, the eyes of the two met, Xu Shan bent her lips and said, "Take me to pay the bill." ”

In this way, Xu Shan took advantage of Jiang Minmin's misfortune to pull Jiang Yue into her world.

She said in a seemingly businesslike manner: "Every weekend, I come to the villa halfway up the mountain to teach me how to play the piano. I hate being late, so you have to show up on time at 2pm every weekend. Oh yes, how much is your mobile phone number, I'll save it. ”

Jiang Yue indifferently reported a string of numbers.

Xu Shan's finger pressed on the interface of the mobile phone, and soon, his mobile phone rang in the hall, and the ringtone that came with the Nokia system was monotonous and harsh.

Xu Shan saved him in the phone book, and when she remarked his name, she remembered something, and her eyebrows showed a little laziness, "Remember, my name is Xu Shan." ”

Jiang Yue raised his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes were very dark, without a trace of gentleness.

He knew her name was Xu Shan. Jiang Yan always said the name Shanshan, and Jiang Yue, who was at the same table, was tired of hearing it, so he simply plugged his ears with headphones. Later, by a chance coincidence, when Jiang Yan was fighting with others, he accidentally dropped his mobile phone on Jiang Yue's book.

The screen shows a woman's side face, in the dim light, holding a microphone and smoking.

The smoke blurred her features, but it couldn't hide her coquettishness.

A text message popped up: Jiang Yan, do you really like Xu Shan?

With just a glance, Jiang Yan took away the mobile phone, and after seeing the content of the text message, he frowned and muttered: "Do I like Shanshan or not, do you still need to ask?"

Everyone knew that he liked Xu Shan. Jiang Yue also knew.

***

The next day, after a day in school, Xu Shan continued her nightlife, singing until the early hours of the morning.

Xu Shan was drunk and was sent to the door by Jiang Yan, he said, "Shanshan, are you home alone?"

His eyes seemed to be expecting something, Xu Shan pushed him away, staggered back a step, and said, "You go." ”

Jiang Yan stepped forward, "Shanshan, you're drunk, let me stay with you." ”

Xu Shan smiled, "Do you still want to stay home at night? I don't want to carry this black cauldron." ”

Jiang Yan said aggrievedly: "Are you still blaming me?"

Xu is strength was on the rise, Xu Shan didn't want to mention Shen Juan, the white lotus, but she said it this night, "If it weren't for your good deeds, your mother would know what I look like?"

Jiang Yan was stunned, he didn't expect this matter to have something to do with Shen Juan. They are neighbors who grew up together from a very young age, Shen Juan, she has to take whatever she likes, Jiang Yan is a boy, she doesn't care about anything, what she wants, give it to her.

But Xu Shan is the only woman he is tempted to, and Shen Juan's doing this is undoubtedly to make Jiang Yan have a better opinion of her.

"Shanshan, this matter ......"

"Stop. I'm sleepy, I want to sleep, you can take care of yourself. Xu Shan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore, and pressed the password lock and entered the house.

Jiang Yan saw that the door was about to close, and he hurriedly said, "Shanshan, remember to drink some hot water to warm your stomach." ”

With a "bang", the door closed mercilessly halfway through the sentence.

By one o'clock in the morning, Xu Shan was lying on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

The Xu Shan in her heart was shouting something in the dark, which made her upset.

Sometimes, the feeling that the liquor couldn't numb her nerves was painful.

She looked at the ceiling and remembered the piano piece Jiang Yue played in the bar.

The longer she thought about it, the more sober she became.

Roll over and touch your phone.

At this time, is he in the bar?

Xu Shan unlocked the screen and wrote a reminder text message for teaching on the weekend.

Wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote.

After such a toss, she was a little sleepy, and sent this carefully brewed text message in a daze.

[This weekend arrives at 12:00.] 】

After the hair, she shrunk into the quilt and slept. It's strange that I feel like I've been asleep for a long time, and when I open my eyes again, at 01:47, it's only been ten minutes.

Xu Shan took the phone into the quilt, lay on his side, and turned on the screen.

The pale light illuminated the tiredness in her eyes, and the imperceptible sense of loss.

Jiang Yue did not reply.

Half an hour, an hour, the next day, the third day, the text message sent out late at night was still empty, and there was no response.

***

Finally, Xu Shan was looking forward to the arrival of the weekend.

At this time, it was raining outside, and the mist shrouded the mountains, and the mountains were faintly visible.

Xu Shan heard the doorbell and glanced at the clock on the wall, 13:59.

He didn't show up as per the text message.

Xu Shan was wrapped in a thin blanket and held a cigarette in her hand, and opened the door lazily.

Jiang Yue held an umbrella and stood in the rain.

Look at each other.

Xu Shan hooked her lips and smiled, "How did you come here?"

"Walking. His voice was as cold as a storm.

Xu Shan gave up space and invited him into the house.

Jiang Yue put a folding umbrella printed with advertisements on a white plastic bag, tied it tightly and placed it at the entrance.

Xu Shan half lay on the sofa and said, "The piano may be dusty, you can just find something to wipe it." ”

Jiang Yue stood at the entrance and did not move.

Seeing this, Xu Shan raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yue said coldly: "There is rain on the soles of the shoes. Are there disposable slippers?"

"You look in the shoe closet. Xu Shan was too lazy to move again.

After speaking, she saw Jiang Yue open the shoe cabinet and find a pair of men's slippers from a pair of high heels, which belonged to Lin Qishan.