The affair about the contagion passed quickly, and no one paid attention to it.

On Tuesday, Su Ping received a package slip with Zhao Jianling's name written on it.

Everyone brought back the big box, opened it, and froze.

"Is it an accordion?" Zhong Yuan pulled it out, a little unsure.

It looks like it's supposed to be an accordion, but it doesn't have a keyboard, and it's just densely packed with buttons on either side.

"Oh my God!" Zhao Jianling shouted, hugged the piano, and shouted, "It's the Bayan accordion!"

The black lacquer is warm and shiny, smooth as a mirror, and the carved motifs on it have a rich baroque style, with gilt reliefs that shimmer in gold in the sun.

"It's so beautiful!" everyone was amazed, then felt strange, and asked Sword Spirit, "Lingling, are you sure it was sent to you?"

Zhao Jianling also wondered, who would send an accordion to himself for no reason?

What's even stranger is that this accordion is so expensive that every time she passes by a musical instrument store, she will go in and have a look at it, and she will touch it with envy, but she is reluctant to buy it at all.

Who is so generous?

Let's look at the parcel list, there is no sender's name written on it, it's really strange!

"Lingling, can you play the accordion?" Xiao Yuan asked in a whisper the question that everyone had overlooked.

"Hehe...... Zhao Jianling scratched his head embarrassedly: "I graduated from elementary school and finished the tenth grade......

As soon as her voice fell, she was willingly chased and beaten: "Okay, you dead man!

Zhao Jianling was so frightened that he hid everywhere, shouting while hiding: "I knew it would be like this! If you know, you will definitely force me to perform on stage! I won't do it!"

With Zhong Yuan's living example in front of him, Zhao Jianling will always be so tight-lipped.

Everyone laughed and hurriedly stopped Leyi, and the sword spirit crouched behind the table and grimaced at her, so angry that he happily waved his fist at her.

"But who sent this?" everyone frowned at the instrument.

"Did your dad want to surprise you?"

Sword Spirit shook his head: "No, this piano is very expensive! If my father wanted to be able to buy it, he would have bought it for me." And even if my dad gives it, he won't send it to me, right? Besides, even if he does, he won't send it to Brother Su Ping's unit?"

I can't figure it out if I want to break my head, but no matter what, Zhao Jianling carried the piano on his back, and he had always wanted such a piano and now he finally got his wish.

****

On the weekend, Xiang Xiaoyuan stood at the door of Cheng's house again, and he really didn't want to go in.

It's annoying to think about the guy in the door, I've never felt anyone so annoying.

Seeing Xiao Yuan come in, Cheng Hao frowned and stared at her without saying a word, glanced at Xiao Yuan and went straight upstairs.

If he didn't admit his mistake first, she would resolutely ignore him.

Cheng Hao thought about it for a week, and for the contradictions of the last week, to be precise, both of them were at fault.

He wanted to talk to Xiaoyuan, but when he saw her cold face, he couldn't help but get angry, what to talk about, it was better to scold her directly.

The next day, Xiang Xiaoyuan got up early to make breakfast, in order to minimize the chance of meeting Cheng Hao.

She was always avoiding him, consciously or unconsciously, or deliberately avoiding him.

This feeling made Cheng Hao very uncomfortable, and in an instant, Cheng Hao suddenly began to regret that he wanted to mention the sweater.

If he hadn't mentioned that sweater, would Xiang Xiaoyuan still be like he was then, smiling at him and grimacing at him. It's not as if it's back to where it was a year ago, so guarded, so unfamiliar.

"You zhanzhu!" Cheng Hao couldn't bear it anymore and stopped Xiang Xiaoyuan.

Xiao Yuan frowned, just stood in place, but did not turn his head.

"This is sent to you by Xue Cheng!" Cheng Hao finished speaking, and threw a package on the coffee table.

Xiang Xiaoyuan only turned around at this time and walked over slowly.

I picked up the package and opened it only to find that it contained a thick stack of used tickets, which simply included the scenic spots all over Shijie.

Her face, which had been gloomy for a long time, slowly showed a smile, Cheng Hao squinted at her strange behavior, I really don't know what she wants these things for.

Xiang Xiaoyuan turned his head and found that Cheng Hao had been looking at him with a strange gaze, he couldn't help blushing, and continued to be busy without saying a word.

**

In the afternoon, during recess, the students were talking about the epidemic in Hong Kong.

It seems that the epidemic of the disease is much faster than expected, and some people have released gossip that there are such cases in Beijing.

This appalling topic quickly became the focus, and Xiao Yuan couldn't help but be a little worried when he saw everyone's panicked appearance.

Back at the villa, a little later than before, Cheng Hao was packing his luggage, messy things and documents piled up on the carpet, I don't know if he was cleaning up or destroying.

Seeing Xiaoyuan come in, Cheng Hao seemed to say to himself: "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow." ”

"Where?" was the first time I had spoken to him in a few days.

"Guangzhou. Cheng Hao looked at these messy things, and he had no idea where to start.

Xiang Xiaoyuan pushed him aside, and then buried his head in the suitcase.

"Don't bring such thick clothes, you don't need them, I'll put the papers here, don't forget to ......" she began to babble again, when suddenly she looked up and said:

"You're going to Guangzhou? I've heard that there's a lot of infectious disease there, do you really want to go?"

Cheng Hao sat down and lit a cigarette: "It's not that exaggerated!"

Although he said this, he couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart, if it weren't for the importance of this business meeting, he wouldn't have taken such a big risk.

It is said that wealth and wealth are in danger, but it is just a legendary infectious disease, and Cheng Hao feels that he is not so "lucky", and he is really infected.

Xiao Yuan looked at his indifferent appearance, and he still sweated in his heart.

"You're holding this. Xiaoyuan handed him a mask: "Actually...... Can you stop going?"

Although the company's car was waiting outside, Xiang Xiaoyuan couldn't help but plead.

Looking at the uneasiness in her eyes, Cheng Hao was very relieved and smiled at her: "It's okay!"

Then he walked away without looking back.

Xiao Yuan bit his fingers uneasily, looked at him, and slowly disappeared from his sight.

***

On Sunday morning, a boy came to the door of the bachelor dormitory to find Zhao Jianling.

Sword Spirit looked at the tall and handsome boy in front of him, but he couldn't remember who he was at all.

The big boy, dressed in a designer tracksuit, smiled at Jian Ling, revealing a mouthful of beautiful teeth that could be used as a toothpaste advertisement.

"Are you ......" Zhao Jianling was looking for a figure similar to the figure in front of him in his mind, and suddenly opened his mouth wide: "Are you Su Xin?"

The boy smiled and nodded vigorously.