"No, I can't. Xiao Ruo refused and said seriously: "Your control ability is too poor, if I don't care about you, you will definitely not be able to pass the test." ”

When he said this, Xu Anmo's forehead was sweating, and he really didn't have any affection.

But he quickly laughed again and said solemnly: "Then I'll listen to you, but I still can't pass the exam then, but what should I do?"

This question was a little shameless, Xiao Ruo couldn't help but laugh, and glanced at him: "As long as you do what I say, you will definitely be admitted to the best university in this city." ”

Such confident words, that look, that language, and that kind of naturally exuded detachment temperament were all the only things Xu Anmo had seen in the days he spent with her.

Even if the days of real contact between him and her are not long.

"I'll try. Xu Anmo pursed his lips, which was also what he had thought about early on, but there was no real resistance.

Xiao Ruo naturally pulled his palm, patted the back of his hand and said softly: "Don't worry, no matter what you do, I will take care of you." ”

Xu An smiled silently, he didn't dare to say anything, but it didn't mean that he wouldn't think about it, since God can change his fate, it would be in vain to cower any longer.

As the first song was sung, Xiao Ruo seemed to be more relaxed, and sang two more songs to him, before he couldn't finish blasting him to sleep.

For night owls, going to bed at seven or eight is too bad.

"Teacher Xiao, shall I write a song for you?" Xu Anmo finally couldn't help but say.

Xiao Ruo looked at him in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that he still had this ability.

"Okay, I'm here to see how good the songs written by Anmo are. ”

It's all classic pop music, it's strange if it's not good, seeing that Xiao Ruo didn't mean to look down on him, he couldn't help but feel energetic, and his head was running fast at the moment, thinking about songs suitable for Xiao Ruo.

He jumped out of Xiao Ruo's bed, rummaged through his school bag, and found a piece of white paper that smelled of ink, and a ballpoint pen. Biting the tail of the pen, he lay on the small table in front of his bed, and began to write.

The city at night was quiet, far less noisy than in later generations, Xiao Ruo crossed her legs, her eyes staring at the screen, and listening to the songs she liked in her ears. But in fact, she knew that she couldn't listen to it now. From time to time, the corner of his eye glanced at the man on the other bed, quietly composing songs.

I don't know if it's an illusion, she always feels that Xu Anmo has a different emotion for her than others. It feels strange, it's light, it's like a gardenia, it's light, but it's intoxicating.

Yes, it's intoxicating, if she had never thought that there would be such a day, she would have any intersection with a boy who was seven or eight years younger than herself, or her own student, but as long as there is a breakthrough in many things, no matter how incredible things are in the past, they will become natural, and even desperate, too lazy to think about the consequences.

Owe him a life, she pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled bitterly, after knowing what happened to him recently, the natural motherhood of a woman made her plan to take care of him for the rest of her life.

It's a long life, but it's better than marrying someone you don't like, right? With him by your side, maybe many things can change in an unexpected way. It's just that in this life, I don't know if I can crush his pride and free myself?

Xiao Ruo was suddenly sad, her mother was sick, and she had to go back to see it this year. It is not known what will happen at that time.

But what will the little boy in front of him do when the time comes? Will he be willing to go home with him for the New Year?

"Teacher Xiao, take a look. Xu Anmo didn't notice the melancholy in Xiao Ruo's eyes, and handed over the blank paper with joy.

Xiao Ruo cleaned up his mood, glanced at him, took it in his hand and looked at it, and his curved eyebrows wrinkled.

"What's the matter, is there a problem?" Xu Anmo was worried in his heart, how could it be this expression?

"You wrote this, song?" Xiao Ruo looked him up and down with wide eyes.

"Of course. "Xu Anmo straightened his waist seriously, jokes, songs from 04 years, no matter how good you are, can you still find out that I plagiarized?

"Poof", Xiao Ruo suddenly laughed and squinted at him: "The teacher said that this is also called a song, inexplicable lyrics, how to sing it." ”

Xu Anmo breathed a sigh of relief, although this song is superficial, as long as it is popular, it will definitely be very famous, as for the lyrics of other lyrics that are faster than later generations, they are already good.

He didn't respond positively to her words, cleared his throat, and slowly hummed, while staring at Xiao Ruo's face, watching her smile until he was dumbfounded.

"I hear your voice, I have a special feeling......"

It is not for nothing that the song "Mice Love Rice" became popular all over the country with "Two Butterflies" in 04 years.

Its lyrics are popular, interesting, and the singing is extremely easy to imitate, from the old man to a three-year-old child can hum a few words, if he is his age to create, it will be said in the past. Xu Anmo thought about it for a long time before deciding to use this song.

"I love you, I love you, like a mouse loves ......" Xu Anmo sang more and more, but Xiao Ruo was a little unbearable.

"Stop, what kind of song," Xiao Ruo blushed and whispered: "It's going to make things up, what kind of love do you know at a young age, love." ”

"Why don't you understand?" Xu Anmo deliberately blew his cheeks and said unconvinced: "In ancient times, you could get married and have children at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and at that time we all knew love and love, we all entered socialism, can we still live back?"

Xiao Ruo was stunned, she didn't expect him to refute herself, she was stunned: "Is it reasonable to say that early love?"

"Where, where, I will never fall in love with those yellow-haired girls who don't have any hair, teacher, you can rest assured. ”

Xiao Ruo gave him a look that counted you as acquaintance, and said lightly: "You are a sophomore in high school, and you will be able to enter the university in a year or two at most, and you can do whatever you want when the time comes." But under my hands, there must be no such thing as puppy love. ”

I didn't expect Xiao Ruo to be so conservative, Xu Anmo's mood was inexplicably agitated, and he couldn't help but say, "Teacher Xiao, are you in love in college?"

When he said it, he regretted it, whether people are in love or not, it doesn't matter what you do. This is a woman's intimate topic, and it would be a bit too much for him to ask.

"Go to sleep, your little head doesn't think about studying all day long, just thinking about this mess. Xiao Ruo glared at him, turned his head to turn off the TV, and turned off the lights again.

Xu Anmo's eyes suddenly fell into darkness, he couldn't see anything, just like his heart, he suddenly sank into the viscous swamp, with a sense of suffocating oppression, uncomfortable.