"Do you want to go to the party?"

An Yimeng asked Xi softly, and she looked at the thin and cold figure standing at the window.

Her eyes were sour.

"Thanks for the invitation. Nozomi turned her head.

His black hair swayed gently in the wind, and the shadow pulled out by the setting sun, between half light and half dark, made his silhouette even deeper.

"Come on. An Yimeng grabbed his hand.

His hands were a little cold.

"So... Is that okay?" he held up the hand she was holding.

He was afraid that this would affect the relationship between Ling Ce and her.

"It's okay, you're mine..."

An Yimeng was about to blurt out a "brother", but she held back.

"You are our good friend. ”

She laughs.

When he smiled, the corners of his eyes seemed to tear out tears.

Nozomi put down the medical books in his hand, he had a little poor eyesight.

However, in An Yimeng's apartment, he seemed to have found a pair of glasses that suited him.

Anyway, it's like it's tailor-made for him, and when he wears it, even the degrees match.

An Yimeng got on the electric car, Xi hesitated, the new college is a little far away from the apartment, about ten minutes by bicycle.

Even more pitiful was Ling Ce, whose home was farther away from the New Academy.

However, he should have a butler arrangement.

Xi looked at An Yimeng's electric car and hesitated, "I'll take you." ”

Looking at the thin boy in front of him, An Yimeng felt that this moment was familiar.

The wind in his ears was blowing like this, and the clothes that were carrying the wind were carried in his hands.

He's a steady ride, though, Nozomi says it's his first time riding.

I have to say that he has a very strong learning ability, no wonder Ling Ce admires it.

The party has been arranged since the afternoon, and An Yimeng knows that Ling Ce must have arranged a guitar program again.

Because from outside, you can hear the buzzing microphone, as if Ling Ce is testing the microphone.

As soon as An Yimeng walked in, he saw Ling Ce, he was like a magnet that could instantly attract their attention.

An Yimeng is wearing a lilac suit, she is not the silly little girl she was before.

In comparison, she has become more mature, and her suit is even more intriguing her small and handsome silhouette.

"Hey, An Yimeng! Look, Ling Ce will greet you again!"

The new classmates are very friendly, and under the current education, An Yimeng's grades will not cause prejudice.

On the contrary, they feel that An Yimeng is very assertive, what's wrong with people who don't study well, and their boyfriends are academic bully.

Ling Ce's hands were still wearing bracers, and when the housekeeper drove him to school, it was quite early, and he had to go to play basketball for a while.

However, the reason why he was so tired and out of breath was because Fan Jiuyan had to go 1v1 with him.

It is indeed a difficult guy, Ling Ce smiled helplessly, and glanced at the U courtyard opposite.

Principal Qi Jinying was still helping to carry the stereo, although she looked thin, but she did have a lot of strength.

"Headmaster, do you have someone you like?"

He asked, Qi Jinying looked up at him, and then raised an eyebrow.

"What? are you knowingly asking?"

Ling Ce sighed helplessly, it is terrible for a famous flower to have a master, it seems that Brother Zhihang is lonely.

Some microphone racks, drum kits used by the band, and Qi Jinying wanted to carry them up, but they were taken over by slender hands.

She looked up and saw that it was Gu He.

I haven't thanked him yet, but he was preempted by Bai Lanchun.

She didn't seem to want Gu He to do heavy work, which made Fan Jiuyan helplessly look away.

"Hey... Hey..."Ling Ce looked at An Yimeng, "Can you hear me, Yimeng." ”

Actually, the microphone is pretty good, so you don't have to try it.

An Yimeng covered her face with one hand, and the classmates around her all hit her with their shoulders, signaling her to respond.

An Yimeng was helpless, nodded, and looked up at Ling Ce.

Ling Ce's tin foil perm is a very eye-catching in the band, and a twinkling, small stud earring in his ear makes him charming.

His facial contours are very immature, in fact, he is a little baby-faced, but it is hard to imagine that this is a high-achieving student.

With a pluck of his fingers, his guitar is very special, dark antique, with the word "Yimeng" on it.

is not low-key at all, An Yimeng pretended not to look at him.

A few locks of hair slid to his brow as he turned his head, and his sports vest had Rock's stitches.

With an ok gesture, he turned his head in a dashing manner, and the beat of the drummer behind him began to rhythm...

The audience was boiling, and Qi Jinying pressed the light.

"Brush-", the red neon lights and silver light blend, a kind of rock and roll sense of déjà vu makes people cheer.

"Ling Ce!ahhhh

The girl next to her began to scream, because Ling Ce's appearance was particularly prominent in the band, and she was both a guitarist and a lead singer.

provoked the girls to cheer and scream.

An Yimeng was really embarrassed to look up at him, the boy was like a luminous body.

How could it be her brain-dead tablemate?

In her mind, it was like a projection...

"Yimeng, Teacher Liu is not here today, you can come later. ”

"Yi Meng, did you write the practice questions at the end of this chapter?

"Yimeng, you are sleeping in class again..."

"Yimeng..."

Yimeng...

"An Yimeng!"

When the Cantonese rock song ended, he held the microphone with the pick.

He called her name, and it was only then that her thoughts were pulled back.

......

"Would you like to?" he asked.

However, as soon as she came back to her senses, she guessed when she heard this.

She guessed what he was asking.

An Yimeng's hand couldn't help but cover her mouth, she smiled, and her cherry pink lips trembled.

"I..."

"I do!"

I'm willing to be your girlfriend and willing to be with you, always at your ......

"Oh my God, you're willing to sing with me, I didn't expect you to promise me!"

Ling Ce slung his guitar behind him and jumped off the stage.

The classmates consciously gave way to her, and Ling Ce ran towards her...

Sing...

Sing?!

An Yimeng couldn't wait to turn her head, this dead tablemate, she really wanted to tease her at every turn!

It's like to let Teacher Liu copy her homework answers when she is lying on the door and window...

Under the light, Ling Ce picked her up and hugged her into his arms, An Yimeng's hand hung down, and he touched the handwriting on the guitar...

Yimeng, his Yimeng.

carried her to the stage in such a high-profile manner, her shy expression really didn't dare to look at her classmates...

Of course, she knew how surprised Teacher Liu's eyes were.

That's natural, as a teacher, you can't imagine that the best students in the class come together with the worst students...

The drum beat came in, and the drummer squeezed his eyebrows at Ling Ce and struck the cymbal.

The bassist leaned over slightly, closed the beat, and the familiar rhythm sounded...

It's the song "No More Hesitation"...

"Wo ho ho ho ho I have the story of my heart..."

Write each piece of joy and sorrow and dreams by hand.

"Wo ho ho ho ho don't retreat from trauma..."

Dreams will be achieved one day, and the world of dreams will be found in the bottom of my heart.

An Yimeng jumped with Ling Ce and the classmates in the audience, she waved her hand and sang indulgently, but she met a pair of golden eyes.

She smiled, the golden bell and the smile on the man's lips...

Finally visible.