How deep does depression affect a person? Ji Qianyu couldn't say clearly. She had never met anyone like this, but she knew very well how excessive it was to have people reveal their scars to their faces. Fu Yufeng smiled gracefully when he spoke, and then glanced at her politely, just this glance, which immediately made her feel that the other party was obviously alienated and rejected her.

She inexplicably had a feeling that after this goodbye, they would probably never see each other again.

But how can this work?

"I still have some things, I'm afraid I'm going to lose my company in the next time, if Xu Jing asked, he directly said that I insisted on leaving, and it has nothing to do with you." Fu Yufeng bowed slightly politely at her, Ji Qianyu didn't nod or shake his head, looked at him quietly, and grabbed his hand coldly when he turned around and was about to leave.

Feeling the stiffness of the male wrist in the palm of his hand for a moment, Ji Qianyu closed his eyes slightly, stepped on the fallen leaves on the soles of his feet twice, and made a crunchy rustling sound in the silent air: "You don't talk a lot, didn't you say that you want to do me a favor before leaving?" ”

It felt very bad to be physically touched, Fu Yufeng frowned slightly, but he couldn't see any clues on his face, and after hearing Ji Qianyu's words, he paused for two seconds, without any □□emotion, his good-looking black eyes looked at her fixedly, and shook his head truthfully.

"I didn't say anything like that."

"Really? That could be my mistake. Ji Qianyu smiled, let go of his hand and stood up straight, and lowered his head slightly awkwardly to sort out the books. When chasing Fu Yufeng out just now, a few books were hurriedly hugged to the side and wrapped around their arms, and they didn't feel it in the nervous shock before, but now they found that they were crumbling and about to fall off.

She had to stop talking and try to put the book together, but the more anxious she was, the more she made mistakes, and finally the book fell to the ground with a bang. Looking at the mess on the ground, Ji Qianyu exhaled heavily, raised his hand and wiped his face hard. As a result, just as she covered her face, someone took a step ahead of her and picked up all the books on the ground one by one.

Ji Qianyu lowered her head and looked at Fu Yufeng, who naturally bent down to help her pick up things, and had mixed feelings for a while.

Such a gentle gentleman wrote in his bones a man who turned out to live more depressed than anyone else.

When Fu Yufeng handed the book back to her, Ji Qianyu didn't pick it up, but tilted his head slightly, and glanced twice at the rehearsal office of the drama club behind him: "I was in a hurry to chase you out just now, and it is estimated that I have already abstained automatically, so there is no way...... Actually, I really want to go to the school celebration show, but it's a pity. ”

Her words were aggrieved and tactful, but there was no such expression on her face at all, her eyes were burning at each other, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent into a smile, and she was justified in finding fault with porcelain. Fu Yufeng looked at her with some surprise, obviously not expecting the other party to directly act as if he hadn't heard what he said just now, and after a pause in surprise, he raised half of his eyebrows at her slightly.

"What do you want to do?" He asked.

"Are you playing a piano solo when you perform, what kind of music? If the list has not been officially determined, can it be changed in theory? Ji Qianyu asked, and the other party's affirmative chin smiled, opened the five fingers of his hand, and turned over the palm of his hand to reveal a slender and white hand to Fu Yufeng.

"I can also play the piano." She said, staring at Fu Yufeng boldly and bluntly, "Do you need a steel companion?" Can I do it? ”

The campus was bustling on the days off, and the art students who were usually trapped in the classrooms and studios were finally liberated, cheering for their liberation, and tossing and turning all over the world, and the campus was full of students in pairs and threes. A large area of sunlight shone brightly, dyeing everywhere with a bright halo, Fu Yufeng's hand holding a few books hung down at his side, standing upright, and taking the appearance of the girl in front of him into his eyes.

The young girl stood in front of her with her face up, her long maroon curls shining with a warm halo, and her blue eyes reflecting a clear sky. The eyebrows are deep and beautiful, and they are born with a little alienation and indifference, but when they laugh, they seem to be the ice in the corners of their eyes and eyebrows, and the warm sexiness mixed with innocence and charm suddenly hit the sky.

She is so beautiful and aggressive, and she also knows how to serve beauty and commit murder.

This is undoubtedly a girl with a lot of capital, studying in the best art schools, can draw, can play the piano, has an interesting personality, and is beautiful. Even if the situation is not good now, but life does not bully the poor youth, there is no doubt that she has now come to a new stage of life, this is a good platform, as long as she puts in a little effort on the current capital, this best art academy in the country will definitely give her a very bright and brilliant future.

She should continue to work hard along this path, instead of showing such an obvious and straightforward affection for a wasted person who has no future at all.

In this youthful and beautiful campus, the sun seems to be brighter, but there are some things that are inherently unsuitable for survival, such as a piano made of sunken wood, or a sick person who has withered. Fu Yufeng lowered his eyes, carefully folded the several books in his hand into a stack, and handed them to Ji Qianyu.

Ji Qianyu's eyelashes trembled a few times, the light in his eyes seemed to be shattered, and he was still staring at him stubbornly.

"I don't need to." Fu Yufeng said quietly, put the book back in the crook of her arm, and after a pause, added a sentence softly.

"Thank you."

This is the first time he has said these two words to her in Chinese, and the words are round, sincere and prudent, and inexplicably more heartstrings than German. After he had finished speaking, he nodded at her again, and then turned away without hesitation, and was silent and thin in the sunlight, as if he was walking away alone in a cloud of false light, more alone than the back in the rain.

This is the second time she has watched his back leave, the last time she pinched the envelope and chased after him without saying a word, but this time, Ji Qianyu stood in place with a few books, watching him drift away, and did not step forward again.

She understood the thank you, the refusal was gentle but straightforward. The other party's sentence was so immediate and unacceptable, even if she still had thirty-six plans and seventy-two changes to perform, she still had no power to return to the sky.

Like most one-sided love, even if a person has been silently thrilling to the extreme, it can't escape before it begins, and it has already come to an end.

So be it. She stood in place for a while, pursed her lips and turned around, and strode towards her original destination, it is not yet the final review exam season, and the overnight study room is very sufficient, she can now read the past exam questions of Baoyan for three hours, and then leave the book in the study room to do the new part-time job she found.

And the inexplicable but surging feelings for a person begin silently when he shows himself a nonchalant smile in the rain, and end abruptly after receiving this thank you.

She will never be unclear and entangled because of who turned herself into a low-voiced beggar, such gentleness from upbringing and character is not worth her efforts to keep, if there is still a little bit of inseparable involvement in her heart, it is nothing more than because she is still missing a sincere thank you to Fu Yufeng.

Xie He really didn't like it, so he flatly refused, leaving no unrealistic hope for a girl in distress. She is like a drowning person struggling in a raging wave, holding on to a piece of driftwood that is reluctant to let go, but this piece of driftwood is of poor quality and will eventually fall apart, and only by giving up and continuing to find a way to save herself may be able to avoid dying together.

So that's okay and thank you too. She strode forward like a proud peacock with her head held high, her long hair and the corners of her clothes brought a sharp gust of wind, and a little moisture spread from her eyes, and before she could condense into a droplet of water, she was blown dry in the wind.

She fell out of love, and the world didn't change in the slightest. Time is still striding forward, and if you slack off a little, you will be left far behind.

In the next few days, she was even busier than before. The new part-time job is to tutor German to middle school students at a bilingual school, and I go two or three times a week, and the salary is nowhere near as good as in the blues, but I can barely make ends meet the expenses of the month. She thought about the time and thought it was okay, and took the script of a girl's comic, and after making up a bunch of samples provided by the magazine, she lit the lamp and boiled the oil every night to toss the line draft, so busy that she didn't have time to have any hypocrisy about her relationship status.

I can't live anymore, so I don't have the heart to think about this. When she went to return the books borrowed from the library a week later, she accidentally remembered Fu Yufeng, and remembered that she didn't know when she would be able to repay the money she borrowed from him.

So that thank you was just right when it was time to repay the money, and Ji Qianyu felt that it was very convincing when he came up with this idea. However, plans never change, and she hesitated for dozens of seconds as she stood in front of the blues bar before walking in as usual.

Walking through the long corridor to the dance floor, the first thing I saw was the position of the piano, which was now empty, and Fu Yufeng was not here. Ji Qianyu exhaled slowly, unable to tell which of the complicated feelings contained in it was more relaxed or lost.

Boss Chu happened to be strolling around the bar idly, and when he saw her coming, he greeted her in surprise: "Ji Qianyu? Why are you here, you haven't found a part-time job yet, and you want to come back and try it? ”

No. Ji Qianyu shook his head: "I'm here to talk to people about things." No one plays the piano today? ”

"No, Yufeng caught a cold yesterday, I asked him not to use it today, take a good rest......" Chu Ming replied casually, and then was stunned for a moment, and asked about her previous words, "Who are you talking to about things, and you are actually here?" ”

The people who are here are usually not just talking about things...... Chu Ming swallowed the remaining half of the sentence back. He and Ji Qianyu are not so familiar, and seeing that the other party is also a very assertive girl, he shouldn't need to remind him more. Ji Qianyu didn't notice his mental activity, looked at the piano again, turned his head and asked him, "If no one plays, can you borrow me to play?" ”

"You really know how to play?" Chu Ming responded a little unexpectedly, nodded and motioned for her to take care of herself, "Listen to the head lively, I don't usually play much when I encounter the wind, and occasionally change my style." ”

"Okay." Ji Qianyu nodded in response, walked over and sat behind the piano, stretched out his hand to stroke the black and white keys, as if rubbing precious memories, and then put his hand on the piano and played a light "Turkish March".

This song is not suitable for dancing an elegant waltz, but it is just right. There were gradually a few young men and women dancing briskly on the dance floor, Ji Qianyu got up and left after playing the song twice, without going out of his way to say goodbye to Chu Ming, he went up the stairs leading to the box on the second floor from the other side, and disappeared behind the dark entrance.

When the piano stopped, Chu Ming naturally felt it, and smacked his lips when he saw Ji Qianyu's back walking up to the second floor, he didn't know whether he was feeling emotion or regret, but when he turned around, he saw an unexpected person standing behind him, and he couldn't help but be startled.

"In the wind? When did you come, didn't you say to rest today? He asked, surprised.

"It's just a common cold, it doesn't matter." Fu Yufeng's face was even paler than usual, his face was slightly reduced, his facial features were more clear, and the meaning of alienation became more and more obvious, "I just arrived." ”

"You should still rest...... Chu Ming frowned and criticized him, and sighed at him casually, "Did you hear the piano just now?" It was Ji Qianyu who played the piano, the one you gave her money...... I didn't expect to see her again. ”

Chu Ming paused, politely did not continue the words, although ** is not far from ten, but purely based on speculation, there is no need for him to take it out and share it like a treasure, and deliberately put on a posture of infinite regret. Fu Yufeng nodded, answered in a low voice, raised his head, and glanced in the direction of the stairs.

"I see it." He said.