Unlike Louis's wild and enthusiastic music, Lilith's performance can be described as gentle and low, lingering, like a girl by the Seine reading a little poem under the starlight.

After Su Qingjia finished playing the tune, waiting for Lilith's guidance, she glanced at the black witch, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she really couldn't imagine that this charming woman would play such a delicate and gentle tone.

Sure enough, artists can't be understood by ordinary people.

Louis likes to let Su Qingjia play over and over again until she catches the main point, while Lilith prefers to let students feel for themselves after explaining, just like now, after Su Qingjia has played it once, she will start to teach some emotions and skills to Su Qingjia in her own way.

These methods are varied, but more often than not, Lilith enjoys storytelling.

Yes, storytelling, all kinds of stories, from high society to dark corners, from beautiful and delicate girls to old aristocrats, the characters who appear in each story are different, Lilith told her that these stories were all made up by herself, but Su Qingjia thought it was not.

Many times she can clearly see that when she is telling the story, this cold and glamorous royal sister will put down a little disguise, revealing a little soft inside, her brown eyes will flicker with fine dots of light, and her trembling eyelashes will expose her fragility, she will not smoke mint cigarettes at that time, but Su Qingjia feels that she is surrounded by mist.

Su Qingjia felt a little sorry for her.

How much does it take for a woman with a story to be able to weave the past into exquisite fables so lightly, peeling off the wounds on the bottom of her heart again and again to her students?

She disguised her best with bright red lips, a swaying skirt, and thin, pointy heels, and poured the blood of her heart into a cocktail, drank it in one gulp, and sent it off on the dance floor.

At the end of the class, Su Qingjia walked out of the school gate and prepared to go home.

The villa Louis bought is nearby, a five-minute walk.

Summer in Philadelphia is approaching little by little, and the new impulse in the youthful college town is also awakening little by little with the arrival of summer.

She wore a long dress printed with phoenix flowers and felt the heartbeat of the city.

Louis renovated the villa before, and finally moved in.

The shell of this house is a jumping red, yellow and blue color, and a building block sculpture is made in the yard, which is particularly eye-catching in this area, I really can't imagine that the sullen Spanish aristocracy likes such childlike fun,

Silently complained about Louis's aesthetics again, Su Qingjia took the key and prepared to open the door.

"Bella? Is that you? There was a young man's voice coming from behind, Spanish was pronounced very standardly, and the clean mid-bass has always been Su Qingjia's favorite.

Su Qingjia turned around, and Louis planted many temperate roses in the yard with his own hands, and invited a gardener to take care of them, and in the past two years, they have grown vigorously.

The sky in Philadelphia was not very blue, but the sun was still shining, the young man's soft and clean blonde hair danced with a familiar light, his eyes were blue-gray, the corners of his lips were slightly curled, and the dimple on the left exuded the sweet scent of honey.

Su Qingjia was a little incredulous, with thousands of thoughts in her heart, a thousand feelings, she walked step by step to the young man outside the courtyard, her voice trembled slightly, and said, "Carlos? ”

Carlos stepped up, his dimples getting deeper, "It's me, Bella, it's me." Facing this girl who hadn't seen him for two years, he could no longer hide the joy in his heart, "Bella, I haven't seen you for two years, I ......" Carlos bit the tip of his tongue and said, "Are you okay?" ”

In fact, he wanted to say that I miss you so much, but he was afraid of frightening Bella, so he could only change the topic abruptly.

The girl had grown a lot, although it was still only up to his chest, but Carlos felt that this height difference made him very satisfied, her facial features had grown a little, her amber eyes were like a pool of clear spring water, which made her own charming appearance a little pure, and her black hair was still so soft and soft.

Su Qingjia wore a chiffon dress printed with phoenix flowers, and her waist began to twitch, thin like willow branches. Carlos resisted the urge to go up and hug her.

Many, many thoughts passed through the girl's mind, but in the end, all of them turned into joy.

This young man who had been deliberately hidden in the corner in her memory appeared in front of her inadvertently, and Su Qingjia felt that her silent heart was beginning to wake up.

"Do you think I'm okay?" Su Qingjia smiled at him, the pear vortex was faint, then turned around in front of him, and said, "You also know that I haven't seen you for two years."

The hem of her skirt swayed like a huge phoenix flower, and Carlos suddenly felt a little burning on her face, and wanted to scratch her head, "Okay...... I ......, "It's beautiful, like an angel."

"Why haven't you seen you for two years, don't you even know what to say? Slurred. Su Qingjia watched him shake his ears hard, as if honey had melted in his heart. Although he has grown taller and his voice has changed, his small movements tell her that he is still the same as he remembers, and he is still the sincere and sincere boy. She had a lot of things to say, but in the end she couldn't say it, so she could only use a playful tone to make the soreness in her eyes fade.

She didn't want to cry when the boy saw her for the first time in two years.

That wouldn't be pretty.

"No, no, Bella, don't be angry." Carlos didn't dare to pull the hem of her skirt, and he didn't know what to do, so he could only hang his head in the end, "Bella, I didn't mean not to call you, I am, I'm ......"

"It wasn't intentional, was it intentional?" Su Qingjia saw his flustered appearance and wanted to tease him, as if the passage of time had not brought them a sense of alienation, and the familiar ridicule did not need to be deliberately disguised.

Carlos glanced up, then lowered his head again, stopped fanning his ears, and said in a low voice: "No, I just, I'm just afraid that you will ignore me." ”

Su Qingjia was adored by his pure and innocent little eyes, fortunately, the villa area is relatively quiet, and he can hear his weak voice of mosquitoes and flies, the unpleasantness of not waiting for the boy's call doesn't seem to matter anymore, those tears that have been shed for him have become the nourishment of roses, Su Qingjia stood on tiptoe, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, and finally stretched out his hand and touched his golden hair, "This time for your sake, I will forgive you, but you have to promise that there will be no next time." ”

"I promise, or I'll be a puppy." Carlos looked up sharply, resolute.

"Okay, I'll have a lot of them, don't care." Su Qingjia looked at the young man in the white shirt in jeans, he had grown very tall, the little golden retriever who was in the development period had a little deeper facial features, his resolute eyebrows were very thick, the curvature from his chin to his neck was very graceful, and the rolling Adam's apple was a sign that he was beginning to mature.

The young man, who had already passed the period of changing his voice, nodded vigorously, and his ears began to fan again, "Bella, this time, I want to tell you, I'm going to play in U19, you...... Are you happy? ”

If the young Carlos's voice is like clear river water, then Carlos's middle and low tones at this time are like the tranquility of the lake and the richness of the sea, she smiled brightly, and said: "Happy, of course I'm happy, hey, little genius, this time it's a small profit, right?" She suddenly found that she enjoyed listening to the boy, and that it was really hitting her eardrums so directly, without the need for a microphone or barrier.

Carlos didn't explain, he nodded, and said, "Yes, the club is willing to give me a good weekly salary, Bella, I'll buy you a new pearl bracelet when the time comes, the better and more beautiful one, okay?" ”

Su Qingjia didn't speak, her right hand unconsciously stroked the chain that had been worn for a long time, the luster of the pearl was still very warm, and it could be seen that the owner loved it very much, and there was no dust and dark stains on the chain. Countless nights when she suddenly remembered him, she would unconsciously turn this bracelet, which had broken once, and was sent to the store by her to be repaired.

The tears she had managed to hold back began to roll in her eyes again, and in the blink of an eye, she tried to hold it back, but she didn't dare to look up for Carlos to see.

The thin chain lined her wrists like butterfly wings, slender and moving, Carlos blushed, trembling eyelashes, and said, "Bella, it's just a birthday present to you, nothing else, okay?" ”

"Of course, Carlos, remember to send a beautiful one, you know?" Su Qingjia calmed down for a while, raised the pear vortex and smiled at him, "You are about to become a big money now, I want to hug your thighs first, Gou Fugui, don't forget." ”

Carlos pursed his lips, a little shy, and said, "Hmm." I will, Bella, I'm going to be the best player, do you believe me? ”

"Well, come on, Carlos will always be the best." Su Qingjia shook the key at him, "Come in and sit down, I have made some afternoon tea snacks, do you want to try them?" ”

No one knows how many turbulent waves she has in her heart now laughing and joking, spanning seven hundred days and nights, all the innocent boys in those memories have become the handsome young man in white in front of her, she is very complicated, and she is also very excited, she hides all her feelings under the smile.

Now, she hasn't completely seen her heart clearly, and the boy came too suddenly, so that she didn't have the slightest defense, no preparation.

She could only tentatively ask, "Do you want to taste it?"

Not daring to stare at the young man, Su Qingjia lowered his head and fiddled with the key.

Carlos was about to answer when a Rolls-Royce pulled up on the side of the road, and the noble boy jumped up and pushed the door open and walked towards them.

The boy wears a modest little suit, a good cut and a meticulous fabric, all of which reveal a lot of value, Carlos doesn't understand fashion, and he doesn't understand the brand, but he knows that the boy must be from a famous family.

Instinctively, Carlos stiffened and hung his head.

Su Qingjia felt the changes in the teenagers around her, she wanted to say something, but when it came to her mouth, she didn't know how to react.

Carlos' blonde hair seemed to have lost its luster under the Philadelphia sky.