Leng Feng didn't look any further, and was about to turn away.

But at this moment, Mo Ran, who was dancing, stopped his movements and stayed outside the door.

She had spotted the cold wind standing outside the door.

And the cold wind was about to leave, just as he walked through the door.

"Cold wind!"

Mo Ran shouted softly.

Leng Feng wanted to speed up his pace and leave, so that she could not see his face. It's just that...... His footsteps didn't listen to the call at all, and stopped directly outside the door of the dance studio.

Mo Ran didn't go out, a trace of pain and helplessness flashed in her eyes, as well as a hint of surprise.

She spoke slowly, in a calm tone, "Why are you here?"

The cold wind finally turned around and looked at Mo Ran in the dance studio.

It's just that after staring at Mo Ran for a while, Leng Feng looked away and didn't dare to look any further.

Mo Ran's eyes looked calm, but there was pain in the calm, which was the last thing that Leng Feng dared to see.

He confessed that he had hurt the girl's heart.

"Why are you here?" Mo Ran said again.

"Just passing by. Leng Feng said calmly.

Mo Ran sighed, then beckoned to the cold wind and said, "You come in." ”

"What?" Leng Feng couldn't believe his ears.

"You come in. Mo Ran repeated.

Leng Feng frowned slightly, and didn't walk in immediately, he was worried that Mo Ran would do something to him.

"What, you're afraid of me?" Mo Ran's tone was full of provocation, and she seemed to have forgotten the pain of last night.

Hearing Mo Ran's provocative tone, Leng Feng pursed his lips and strode into the dance studio.

"I'm afraid of you?" Leng Feng said in the same disdainful tone.

Seeing the cold wind walk in, the corners of Mo Ran's mouth outlined a smile.

Leng Feng came to Mo Ran's side and stopped, breathed in the fragrance on her body, crossed his arms and said, "Say, what's the matter with calling me in?"

In fact, what Leng Feng was most worried about was that Mo Ran would suddenly throw himself into his arms again and cry, which was the last thing he wanted to face.

Fortunately, Mo Ran didn't show a sad look anymore, but smiled faintly, and her smile was a little sinister.

Leng Feng narrowed his eyes, and felt a little wrong in his heart.

Immediately after, Mo Ran suddenly raised his left leg violently and put his whole leg on Leng Feng's shoulder.

Cold Wind: "!!"

Mo Ran's long legs were placed on Leng Feng's shoulders, startling Leng Feng.

Although Mo Ran's height is only a pitiful 1.65 meters, she has beautiful long legs that countless people envy.

"What are you doing here?" Leng Feng said with a look of surprise as he resisted the urge to retreat.

He didn't dare to go back, because if he did, Mo Ran would most likely fall.

He couldn't believe the facts in front of him, because he was one meter seventy-six tall, ten centimeters taller than Mo Ran. What unique ability did Mo Ran use to be able to put his leg on Leng Feng's shoulder?

"Hehe, I'm amazing, right?" Mo Ran looked proud, as if he was asking for credit from the cold wind.

"Get your legs off for me. Leng Feng frowned, pretending to be vicious.

He didn't dare to lose his temper with the girl anymore because he had broken her heart.

The smile that Mo Ran showed now is likely to be a forced smile.

Because she cried so sadly last night.

Today, she cut her hair short, but she didn't show a sad look anymore, and Leng Feng once thought she was forcing a smile.

"If I say no, are you going to hit me?" Mo Ran's face was full of provocation.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Leng Feng's heart, how could he possibly use his hands to beat Mo Ran.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, take it down. Leng Feng pursed his lips, showed a wicked smile, and said, "If you wear a skirt, I'm afraid I won't let you take it off." ”

Hearing Leng Feng's flirtatious words, Mo Ran took his legs off, put his legs together, and glared at Leng Feng, "Stinky rascal." ”

Leng Feng spread his hands, then turned around and turned his back to Mo Ran, "I'll go first, so I won't disturb your practice." ”

He was just about to take a step, but Mo Ran suddenly grabbed his arm.

Mo Ran's hands were soft, but surprisingly cold.

"Wait a minute. Mo Ran clenched Leng Feng's arm, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, "Can you listen to me sing a song for you?"

Leng Feng didn't answer, nor did he leave immediately, but just stood quietly.

"Just one song. Mo Ran said.

"Good. Leng Feng nodded.

He wanted to leave immediately, but a voice in his heart kept urging him to stay and listen to Mo Ran sing a song.

Mo Ran finally let go of the hand holding Leng Feng and said, "I'll go change my clothes, you can wait for me in the performance hall on the first floor of the art department." ”

Leng Feng snorted, and finally strode away.

At the beginning, he never felt any debt to Mo Ran, but when Mo Ran cried bitterly last night and begged Leng Feng to give her a chance, Leng Feng finally understood how much Mo Ran loved herself.

But there was nothing she could do for her.

Mo Ran looked at the back of the cold wind leaving, and a teardrop dripped from the corner of her eye.

She was indeed forcing a smile.

Leng Feng came to the performance hall on the first floor of the art department, and the performance hall was empty and the lights were not turned on.

The performance hall is the size of a movie theater, and the décor is somewhat retro.

On the stage, there is a piano and drum kit, as well as instruments such as guitars.

The instruments are neatly arranged and spotlessly clean.

Mo Ran and the others should be singing on stage.

Leng Feng sat on the front seat, waiting for Mo Ran's arrival.

It has only been less than an hour since Zhang Yinghan went to listen to the lecture, and it is impossible for a lecture to end so quickly, so the cold wind is not in a hurry.

Ten minutes later, Mo Ran, who had changed into a set of clothes, appeared in the performance hall, closed the door of the performance hall, and even locked it.

This made Leng Feng can't help but raise his eyebrows, worried that Mo Ran will do something bad to him.

Mo Ran was wearing a black shirt on his upper body, a black mid-length skirt on his lower body, and a pair of canvas shoes on his feet.

It's a very casual match, but there is no sense of disobedience on Mo Ran's body.

She walked straight to the stage and began to tune the sound equipment.

From beginning to end, she didn't go to see the cold wind.

Leng Feng didn't take the initiative to ask for help, but just sat on the chair and waited for Mo Ran to start singing.

He didn't dare to have too much contact with Mo Ran now, he was afraid to see Mo Ran's tears.

Two minutes later, Mo Ran held a guitar and sat on a chair in the center of the stage.

The appearance of her holding the guitar is beautiful, and the cold wind has an urge to take pictures of her appearance.

"Cold Wind, I'll send you a song. Mo Ran held the guitar and showed a beautiful smile at the cold wind, her smile was full of desolation, "This is also the last time I will sing for you." ”

Cold Wind: "............"

"You already have Zhang Yinghan, you can't like me anymore, no matter what hard I do, it's impossible to get your heart. ”

"Let me sing for you one last time, and when I'm done, you can go......"

"Maybe in the future, you and I won't see each other again......"

Mo Ran whispered, tears sliding down her face and dripping on the floor of the stage.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to the Hannover Conservatory, where I'm going to continue my music studies. ”

"Do you know Leng Feng, during the time I met you, I gave up my favorite music and stayed by your side all the time......"

"I still love you, in the past, now, and in the future, I will only love you alone in my life. My life belongs only to you, and I will always be yours as long as you want. You can rest assured that even if I can't be with you, I won't have contact with any guys, absolutely not. ”

"I will always be the Mo Ran who only belongs to you. ”

After speaking, Mo Ran choked up and wiped away the tears on his face, then stroked the strings with his fingers and began to play slowly.

Leng Feng couldn't say a word, his heart was rolling, his brain was roaring.

He felt the urge to go up and hug Mo Ran, but he resisted, he couldn't.

Looking at Mo Ran, who was playing the guitar on stage, Leng Feng didn't know what words to use to express his mood at this time.

She is going to Germany tomorrow, and the Hannover Conservatory is located in Germany and is one of the world's most famous conservatories.

Mo Ran does have an amazing talent for music, and it is only fitting for her to go there.

It's just that she is going to leave with sadness.

Leng Feng closed his eyes, his heart kept rolling, he didn't know what to do, he really didn't know what to do.

At this time, the rhythm of the song began to become faster, and Mo Ran also sang:

"The rain outside the window is too silent,

The night is too obsessed,

Erode my heart,

But I'm worried about you at the moment,

Whether you can hold her in your arms with peace of mind,

The second in line has always been there,

When you deserve it,

Love is love, and there is no escape.

Your greetings are too gentle,

But it's very brief,

Touching my heart,

want to make a call to you,

But hesitating...... Where is she now,

I've been waiting silly,

Waiting for your arrival,

Your apologies add to this embarrassment. ”

is a fast song, but it was sung so sadly by Mo Ran that it even made the corners of Leng Feng's eyes moisten.

If it weren't for Leng Feng's efforts to control his emotions, he would definitely not be able to help but go up and hug Mo Ran.

But he couldn't do it, if he hugged Mo Ran, it would prove that he accepted this girl, and it also proved that he would betray Zhang Yinghan.

He can't do it and can't do it.

Leng Feng is really moved by Mo Ran now.

It's just that reality doesn't allow him to accept this distressing girl.

When the last note stopped, the song, which was just over four minutes long, finally ended.

Leng Feng looked at Mo Ran on the stage, and had mixed feelings in his heart.

Mo Ran was crying, but didn't make a sound.

Tears kept falling from her face, dripping onto the wooden floor, making a "tick-tock" sound.

"Cold wind...... You...... Let's go......" Mo Ran said with a choked voice.

Leng Feng didn't stand up immediately, but looked blankly at Mo Ran on the stage.

"Can you fly away, I want to see your back, see your wings......"

Mo Ran had already dropped his guitar, hugged his knees, and said with a sob.

Leng Feng took a deep breath and finally stood up, his back to Mo Ran.

The four-meter-long black wings appeared behind the cold wind, and he kicked his right foot hard and flew towards the door of the performance hall, leaving Mo Ran with a cool back.

Mo Ran stared blankly at the back of the cold wind flying away, and tears slipped down like a spring again.

"Cold wind, I love you...... Whether it is past, present, or future......"