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Zhang Jing doesn't understand music, all songs, all songs in her simple mind only have two differences: good and bad, moved and unmoved. But what Wang Bo played and sang for her, listening to Zhang Jing's ears, was so wonderful and moving. Zhang Jing's love for music can only be described as ordinary, but on this winter afternoon in November, she suddenly discovered that music is so beautiful! Every ordinary moment when the music sounds, it is full of infinite meaning; all around, the lawn, the sandbar, the dry riverbed surrounding the sandbar, the riverbed is as many as a sea of stars, pebbles of different sizes, and the embankment that extends infinitely upwards and downwards like two dragons in the distance...... Everything, everything, because of the music, in an instant, became so amiable and lovely, shining like a pearl!

Zhang Jing was moved, and was even more agitated by an inexplicable and increasingly strong emotion......

Wang Bo's "solo concert" lasted about an hour and a half, until he felt that his mouth was dry and the fingers of his hands were sore. Wang Bo put the guitar into the guitar case on the side, took out the unused alcohol from the plastic bag, and said to Zhang Jing next to him: "The concert is over for the time being." Quietly, I'll drench your feet with some more alcohol. ”

Zhang Jing's feet were next to him, and after Wang Bo finished speaking, he didn't care whether Zhang Jing agreed or not, and directly held Zhang Jing's white, beautifully shaped little foot in his hand. Slightly to the side, the other hand picked up the coconut milk can containing alcohol, and poured it on Zhang Jing's ankle. After two or three hours of recuperation. My ankle, which had been swollen, seems to be better and not as swollen as it was a few hours ago.

Of course, this may also be Wang Bo's own delusion.

Zhang Jing's upper body leaned back slightly, her arms were facing back, and her palms were propped up on the lawn behind her, she didn't speak, and quietly looked at the half-squatting in front of her. Carefully and attentively "heal" your body. At this point, although the music has stopped, the notes are still echoing in my head. All sorts of thoughts. Especially the bits and pieces of her and each other's encounters, acquaintances, and acquaintances, are poured into their minds like a tape recorder rewind. Clear and profound. It's just vivid. When did this tall, upright, and always warm smile on his face break into his heart, making him unforgettable and always worried about it? Zhang Jing thought about it, but found that it was completely vague and could not remember. Because, every minute of staying with each other. Every second made her feel cheering from the depths of her heart. Excited!

Wang Bo poured wine on Zhang Jing's ankle three times, and did not stop until he had finished pouring the last small half of the wine. He leaned lightly on his ankle with his fingers, and found that it was cold, so Wang Bo put the little girl's delicate feet on the newspaper, turned around and said with a smile: "Okay! The swelling has disappeared a lot." As soon as tonight is over, if you recuperate for another day, you will probably be able to work hard tomorrow. ”

Zhang Jing was overwhelmed by Wang Bo's gentleness and delicacy, and the emotions that had begun to accumulate slowly like fermentation since seeing Wang Bo today could no longer help but completely erupt like a volcano. "Brother Bo, I-" Zhang Jing opened her mouth, blushing, and shouted at Wang Bo emotionally.

"Huh?" Wang Bo said "um", his tone inquiring.

"Brother Bo, I'...... I like you so much!" Zhang Jing looked at Wang Bo's face steadily, his little face was so red that it seemed to be soaked in blood, and at the same time, there seemed to be an extra deer in his heart, bumping around. Zhang Jing took a deep breath and thought that since she was "going to die", she would "die to the end", so she continued to stare at Wang Bo and said, "I have never liked other boys as much as I like you! Whether it was studying or anything else, it was meaningless for me for a moment. Everything around me has lost its color and has become something like a black and white photograph. And I myself feel bored, like walking with the dead. So I thought, instead of being so sad and hopeless, it is better to die. Maybe after you die, you go to another world, and you can meet someone who is exactly the same, so I can't tell the truth from the fake. In that case, I will have the courage to show you my heart and attitude.

"Brother Bo, I'm sorry, you have Sister Liang, and I still say these things to you. Sister Liang is so beautiful, and her figure is so good, compared to her, I am like an ugly duckling, I am not worthy of you, and I should not say these words to the other person, but I ...... I really like you! I really can't control myself! I didn't die this time, but if I die, you don't know that I like you, even if I die, I will regret it!

"Brother Bo, don't blame me, okay......? I really love you......" After finishing speaking, Zhang Jing was already in tears.

Wang Bo didn't expect the little girl to come to such a show with him. Through such a long period of contact with Zhang Jing, Wang Bo knew that the little girl's personality was a quiet and introverted type, and if it wasn't a last resort, if she didn't really like him, she wouldn't have shown her emotions to him so affectionately. The little girl's affectionate confession made Wang Bo surprised and delighted, but more of it was distressed and afraid, so that his back was directly frightened into a cold sweat. He originally wanted to make the little girl happy today, so he took an opportunity to reason with the little girl, and asked her to look to the future, don't hang himself on his "crooked melon and cracked dates" tree, and go to meet the large forest in the future. But at this moment, such words can no longer be spoken. Wang Bo knelt two steps forward, came to Zhang Jing's side, hugged the little girl in his arms, and wiped the tears on the little girl's face with his fingers, while saying:

"What a foolish thing! How can Brother Bo blame you? How can I blame my family's 'Princess Jing'? Brother Bo is too late to be happy! And Jing Jing, you don't know, when you say this, how happy and ecstatic Brother Bo is in his heart now! With you as beautiful and generous. The obedient and sensible sister likes it, and Brother Bo is very happy! He is also very proud! So, don't say anything strange or strange in the future. Okay? I want to blame it, and I want to blame Brother Bo for this incomprehensible, dull and ignorant 'wooden braincase' that even some people don't know, don't you say?

"As for whether you die or not, in this life and the next, don't mention it again in the future! Not only will Li Niang and Uncle Zhang be heartbroken, but Brother Bo will also be heartbroken and sad for the rest of his life! Then live well, be happy, live happily! As long as you are happy, Brother Bo will be happy. My 'Princess Quiet' is not happy. Brother Bo couldn't be happier. ”

Wang Bo's words. made Zhang Jing realize that Wang Bo also liked her. This completely overjoyed Zhang Jing. The little girl, who was still with tears, suddenly had a brilliant look on her face, turned her head to look at Wang Bo, and said excitedly: "Brother Bo, do you really like me?

"My family's 'Princess Jing' is so cute. Of course I like it. Wang Bo said with a smile.

"You hate it! You ...... You obviously know that people don't like it!" Zhang Jing glared at Wang Bo angrily, slapped Wang Bo's chest with his hand, and said.

"Ah, there are many kinds of likes? Why don't I know? What kind of likes are Jing Jing talking about?" Wang Bo began to gag, not wanting to face this temporary unsolvable problem head-on.

"Brother Bo. I don't want to pay attention to you! I'm really angry!" Zhang Jing saw Wang Bo talking about him left and right, and kept treating himself as a child. When the child coaxed and flattened his mouth, he finally got a little angry.

Wang Bo saw Zhang Jing, who was sunny and cloudy, and sighed in his heart. He stretched out his hand and put his hand on the little girl's shoulder, took the little girl into his arms again, and said softly, "Quietly, what Brother Bo said just now is not to make you happy. Those are the words of Bo Ge from the bottom of his heart. Zhang Jing in my eyes, gentle and beautiful, sensible and generous, love and hate clearly, Brother Bo likes you very much, not just a good impression and like in an ordinary sense. You have the kind of attraction between men and women to Bogo. Brother Bo doesn't need to be a secret to you.

"However, quietly, as you noticed the last time you came to Brother Bo's birthday party, Brother Bo likes a girl named Liang Ya while he likes you. And I like this girl no less than I like Zhang Jing. Because of some inconsistencies, Brother Bo walked with her. So, here comes the question, please ask my little princess to answer: What should Brother Bo do? Do you want Brother Bo to be the ungrateful Chen Shimei, be with you, and then abandon your Sister Liang from the beginning?"

Zhang Jing really wants to say, let's abandon the chaos at the beginning and abandon it at the beginning! But she is essentially a very kind little girl, and she can't do this kind of thing to fulfill herself and hurt others after all. And even if Brother Bo in front of her really did what she asked, she thought, Brother Bo would feel guilty, and he wouldn't be happy. She didn't want Brother Bo to feel guilty, and she didn't want to see Brother Bo unhappy. Thinking that she and the boy she liked so much and liked around her couldn't be together just because she was half a beat slower by mistake, Zhang Jing felt that her heart was like a knife, uncomfortable and quite unwilling. The little girl said to Wang Bo with a sad face:

"I'm sorry, Brother Bo, but, I ...... My heart is really uncomfortable...... I, I really want to be your girlfriend, to be with you...... I really want to think about it......" In the end, Zhang Jing directly prostrated on the "newspaper bed" and cried.

This cry was hoarse and poignant, and Wang Bo's heart was about to break when he heard it. He didn't expect the little girl's love for him to be so deep and determined, so unhesitating, earth-shattering. The little girl is fifteen years old this year, the concept of love, outlook on life and the like have not yet taken shape, and there are still many unpredictable changes in the future, even if she likes and loves herself, maybe in another year, as she jumps out of the small pond in Lanhui No. 2 Middle School and enters a broader world, after contacting more of the opposite sex, it will become shallow, fade or even disappear completely, Wang Bo at this time does not despise the feelings that the little girl gave him. Although this feeling is naïve and simple, it is precisely because of its naivety and simplicity that it is pure, full and precious! This is the heart of a pure and immaculate girl without any utilitarianism!

"Quiet!" Wang Bo called Zhang Jing softly, and then fell on the "newspaper bed" and lay side by side with Zhang Jing. He stretched out his right hand, passed under Zhang Jing's neck, and with a force of his wrist, he took the little girl into his arms. The little girl was still sobbing, her voice was desolate, with unspeakable pain and unwillingness.

"Quiet!" Wang Bo called Zhang Jing again, the little girl did not answer, but the crying was quieter. Wang Bo turned to one side and gently patted Zhang Jing's back with his other hand, as if comforting the baby who was about to fall asleep to comfort Zhang Jing, and said, "Jingjing, if you don't object, and you don't think that Brother Bo is too greedy and brazen, Brother Bo will promise you, when you are admitted to the fourth middle school next year, Brother Bo will let you be like Sister Liang, be Brother Bo's girlfriend, do you say okay?"

Zhang Jing was completely stunned by Wang Bo's words, so much so that she didn't think about whether Wang Bo's words were "possible" to be realized. Zhang Jing raised her head, looked at Wang Bo with teary eyes, and asked in disbelief: "Brother Bo, you, what you said is true? I can be your girlfriend and be with you like Sister Liang?"

"As long as you don't think Brother Bo is eating in the bowl and thinking about the words in the pot. Wang Bo nodded affirmatively.

"But Sister Liang, she, will she agree to me being with you?" the little girl asked worriedly.

Hehe, she didn't agree, and Brother Bo divorced her. Wang Bo made a joke.

"Don't-" Zhang Jing shook her head and said hurriedly, "Brother Bo, I don't want you to be difficult, and I don't want to see Sister Liang as sad as I am." If Sister Liang doesn't agree, I'll be your girlfriend secretly, okay? Let's not tell her, let's go back and forth secretly, do you say okay?"

"Hehe, listen to my 'Princess Jing'. If Sister Liang doesn't agree, let's secretly date. Don't tell her. Wang Bo said.

"Hmm!" Zhang Jing nodded violently, and the smiling face with teardrops was still hanging on it, and a bright smile once again appeared, just like the red sun hanging in the distant sky, warm and brilliant.

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