Boston, USA.

Berklee College of Music is adjacent to Harvard University and MIT, and the campus is surrounded by a safe and secure campus, allowing students to experience Boston's music and culture in its entirety. The school is within walking distance of the famous Boston Symphony Hall.

Winter is coming, and the students have been busy performing all summer long, and they can finally take advantage of the winter to enjoy their leisure life and leisure time in school.

Due to Berklee College of Music's characteristic teaching, many Chinese students come here, so it is common to see some standard black-eyed, black-haired, yellow-skinned Chinese on campus.

In the piano classroom, a slender figure sat in front of the piano, seriously playing the song that the professor had told her to practice several times before, and a pleasant piano music sounded, and not long after, the fingers left the keys and gently flipped the score.

Boston has four distinct seasons, the temperature in winter can reach as low as -20 degrees Celsius, and it is now October, and it is just winter, and the sun is still shining through the glass windows, but the windows are closed very tightly, so as not to let in the cold wind and make the students cold.

After playing the song, the figure still sat in front of the piano for a long time and did not leave, her fingers tapped on the piano, trying to master the song just now, she felt that although the sound of the piano was standard, the feeling was not in place, and there were several difficult rhythms that she had not mastered well.

"What time is it, you're not going to lunch?" A tall figure lingered outside the door of the piano room for a minute before entering.

The slender figure in front of the piano froze, raised his head, and his white face with a smile was reflected in the sun, and he winked and smiled: "Professor Harry asked me to practice my newly learned tunes a few more times, and I forgot the time as soon as I practiced, what time is it?" ”

The young man in front of the door was a little helpless: "It's almost over, my Miss Moxin, aren't you going to have lunch yet?" ”

Lin Moxin in front of the piano saw the helplessness in his eyes, she was sitting in front of the piano like an elegant elf, but after a while, she was a little overwhelmed, stood up and put away the sheet music, and then walked over with brisk steps: "Okay, okay, let's go eat, do you want to come along?" Eat in the cafeteria today or go off-campus? ”

The young man is Lin Moxin's senior Allen, who he knew when he was in junior high school, two years older than her, Chinese-French mixed-race, is a fan of musical instruments, the cello is like a gadget in his hands, he can play moving tunes casually, if he is still a student, he should be regarded as a grass-level figure at Berklee College of Music, cold in front of others, in front of her is actually a joke, but unfortunately, he is now a teacher at the Conservatory of Music, and he has no chance with the school.

Don't look at him now he is tall and handsome, when he was in middle school, he was the shortest boy in the music class, but because of his good looks, there will still be many foreign girls chasing him, at that time he and she were the best buddies, it can also be said to be sisters, and then within a few years, Lin Moxin was fascinated for a while and before the boy named Xue Kai went to China, Allen called her several times in a row and she didn't answer, because she put the mobile phone that her parents bought for her at home.

Two years ago, Lin Moxin suddenly came back and wanted to retake piano music, Lin's father naturally arranged her at Berklee College of Music, which was closest to the polytechnic where he worked, although Lin Moxin was twenty-four years old when he came to report, but most of the foreign students were not too young, her age was not too big here, there were many students in their thirties who wanted to continue to study abroad because of their hobbies, so she quickly integrated into the environment at that time, It's just that she didn't expect Alan to be a teacher here after graduating from the best Juilliard School in the United States.

When she came back, she was ridiculed by Allen, and she usually had a lot of friends around her, but often because of Allen's sudden appearance, her classmates did not dare to make a mistake, after all, it was a teacher, so over time, no one would come to her during Lin Moxin's lunch break, because her noon time was occupied by Teacher Allen.

"Don't you like to eat those Chinese spicy tang or something? There is a small shop outside the school recently changed owners, it seems to be doing what is spicy, it is said that the business is good, now those Chinese have put the business abroad to do, but also opened near the school, really have the courage and vision to open up the taste space of foreign students, do you want to taste? ”

Lin Moxin put the score into a small bag as he walked, looked up and said, "Isn't it normal that even outside the door of Harvard University there are various snacks sold by Chinese?" I'm still not going to eat it, and I can't eat anything authentic here, so I'd better accompany you to eat white bread. ”

"I've heard a couple of schoolgirls say it tastes good, aren't you going to try it?" Alan walked beside her, a constant smile on his face.

Lin Moxin paused, and suddenly turned his head to glance at him: "Did you secretly say something to my dad for a while?" ”

The smile on Allen's face suddenly turned into a sneer, raised his hand and touched the bridge of his tall nose, then looked down at her, and saw that she didn't seem to be angry, so he directly raised his hand to wrap his arm around her shoulder and said naturally: "We used to play together when we were young, I have known Uncle Lin for so many years, and now you are studying piano music under my nose, and he tells me to take care of you a lot, isn't it normal?" ”

Lin Moxin rolled his eyes: "I need you to take care of me?" With that, she shrugged her shoulders and asked him to take her hand away.

Alan not only didn't take his hand, but instead clasped her shoulders and lowered his head close to her face: "Moxin, did your dad say something?" ”

Lin Moxin suddenly stopped and looked at him with a blink of eyes: "Take it away." ”

Seeing her disgusted expression, Alan smiled and continued to approach her: "What did your dad say?" Tell me about it? ”

"My dad said......" Lin Moxin looked at his gradually approaching face: "Recently, there may be a little guy around me who has a bad idea about me, let me pay more attention and don't accidentally get on the thief ship." ”

......The corners of Allen's mouth twitched, let go of her shoulders and took a step back, with a helpless face: "Your dad is really old-fashioned, at a marriageable age like ours, there is no problem in falling in love, what is a small person?" What is non-dividing thinking? Lin Moxin, do I think of you as wrong? How many people in our academy know that you are my girlfriend......"

"Fart girlfriend, when did I say yes?" Lin Moxin glanced at him again, turned around and continued to walk forward, and said expressionlessly: "Allen, I know what you mean, but I didn't expect you to go directly to my dad for a showdown, you are simply plucking the hair on the head of a tiger, don't kill you......"

"I really don't understand, why don't I die chasing you? Your brother Lin Qifan and I are also old acquaintances, and your Lin family also knows everything about me, when I invited Uncle Lin to dinner and talked to him about this matter that day, his face turned cold at that time, Lin Moxin, do you have any secrets in your family that can't be said? You can't fall in love or can't get married? I blatantly chased you for two years and you turned a blind eye, so if you haven't agreed, we have had lunch together at noon every day for the past two years, and you haven't refused, what is this? ”

"It was you who warned my classmates and friends not to take me to dinner at noon, and you still use all kinds of food every day* I, all the shops that make Chinese-style spicy tang in such a big Boston have been searched by you, today you say that there is one here, tomorrow you say that there is one, or other snacks, are my favorite food, you know that I can't resist food, so you have become the reason why you dare to be so ashamed now? There are also those barbecues, hot pots, many small shops I haven't even heard of, you have found them, and you keep pulling me to eat! I'm about to be fed a pig by you, and I have pimples on my face, and at the end of last year I was almost disfigured by those pimples, and my mom scared me so much that she locked me up at home for a month before letting me go back to college. ”

"That's what you want to eat, what's my business with acne......" Allen had a non-caring expression, and said very sèly: "What's more, I didn't tie you up to eat, you are gluttonous, so lightly hooked, of course I want to use this to pull you to my side little by little......"

Lin Moxin choked, and immediately hated himself for being unproductive.

After returning to the United States, her lifestyle was basically strictly controlled by herself, except for being taken out to eat around by Allen, a bastard, at lunchtime every day, she has basically completely bid farewell to the life of Lin Moxin in China, but this bastard has endless tricks and delicious seductions every day, and over time, she is used to eating lunch with him.

"You didn't think that I would drive around Boston in my spare time, and when I saw a restaurant you liked, I would write down the address, and I have been like this for the past two years, what am I doing this for?" Without waiting for Lin Moxin to speak again, Alan suddenly reached out directly to stop her body that wanted to move forward, and looked down at her seriously.

Lin Moxin paused, she raised her eyes and looked at him for a while: "Because you like me." ”

Seeing that she answered so calmly, Allen's face darkened: "Since you know, you still ......"

"I didn't know before, but now I know." Lin Moxin looked at him with his eyes open: "When we were in middle school, you were the little heel next to me, we ate all kinds of delicious food together, we were all foodies, I got used to it, and I didn't think about it so much, not to mention that you are still a teacher now, I am a student, I didn't think about this at all, is it okay?" If it weren't for the fact that you suddenly had a showdown with my dad a few days ago, and my dad told me about the thief prevention strategy all night after I got home, I would still be dull. ”

Alan almost broke down: "What the is the anti-thief strategy?" Your dad just looks down on me like that? ”

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