On the day the charity party began, Su Qing and Chu Yunqing were very busy as the presidents of the student union, Li Qingchen also went to the backstage early to prepare, You Jia and Qin Hong also went over to help as members of the student union, and even Jiang Ruili, who usually doesn't like to participate in activities, was fooled by the two of them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is no tension in the classroom, and it is not so much a charity sale as a vacation for middle school students to relax temporarily. Of course, this did not affect everyone's love for the charity sale.

Since it was an activity week in No. 1 Middle School, the teachers were also open and did not assign too much homework. This made An Luyao idle again, holding a novel that he had recently obsessed with, leaning against the window, and reading it.

The squad leader Xiang Yujin began to help everyone distribute seat tickets for the bazaar, and Zuo Jue was listing knowledge points for Li Qingchen, because of the recent rehearsals, this kid spent his classes in a sleeping state, so he had to help him sort out some basic things.

Everything was as usual, a long time ago, such an afternoon was quietly stolen by time. And their current reason, after the passage of time, has gradually become full, with some spots, spelled into two big characters called "youth".

"Are you reading again?" Xiang Yujin looked at An Luyao curiously.

She put down the novel, rubbed her somewhat sour eyes, and smiled at Xiang Yujin, "Yes, it's okay to be idle, and I don't want to read the topic, so let's read more books." ”

"If you are interested in novels, you can also go to the head teacher, although Lao Dong is old, but after all, he has rich experience." Xiang Yujin kindly reminded her.

"I always thought that Lao Dong was just studying Chinese studies."

"I saw Li Qingchen often running to his office."

An Luyao was a little strange, "Li Qingchen? Isn't his liberal arts okay? ”

"Sometimes I go to the office and always see him and Lao Dong talking about something." Xiang Yujin gave her seat ticket to An Luyao, seemed to remember something, and looked at the book "Paper Kite" on her table, "Lu Yao, is this a book that has just been put on the shelves?" ”

"yes, this is the first edition. What's wrong? Any questions? ”

"No, I'm just asking."

He remembered the last time the head teacher asked him to sort out the results of the monthly exam, and vaguely heard a sentence in their conversation:

"Qingchen, your mother is also my protégé, you have to learn her narrative penmanship, such as the book "Paper Kite" she wrote recently......"

I didn't care about it at the time, maybe I heard it wrong, and it didn't seem that I heard Li Qingchen mention their family, so he shook his head and didn't think much about it.

Zuo Jue put away the signature pen, "Lu Yao, let's go together later." ”

She was a little surprised, "Didn't you say it would only start at night?" ”

"You also know that kid Li Qingchen, he said let us go over, there are relatives and friends to help, he has the bottom in his heart." Zuo Jue chuckled as he spoke.

The warm arc is like the sunshine in autumn, with the beauty that has been seen, and the memories that have never faded in the passing years. It seems that after the start of school, she has never seen him smile like this again. Maybe it's because he is his best brother, because, in a period of time when he can't see the future for the time being, he can smile unbridled to the end with you.

An Luyao always felt that the two of them were different people. Everyone is an individual, and they all have different paths, but fate gathers everyone here at this moment, and the communication from the eyes and the hints from things are like inseparable bonds from each other.

It was originally unrelated, but at the right time, we met.

"Alright, since he let him pass, let's go first. The weather outside is not very good, it looks like it is going to rain, don't put the books on your desk by the window, remember to close the window to prevent rain. "Every time he is so caring, sometimes the small details, will be very touching.

However, An Luyao is an emotionless monster, a solid ice that can never be warmed, this is what her former classmates said about her. In the face of true care, who can hold on, who can not open their hearts to accept?

"I see, let's go! Su Qing and You Jia should be there. The two of us went over first, and you called the two of us when you called us. The two of them said to Xiang Yujin.

"Okay, I got it, don't worry."

At the charity bazaar, as in previous years, the principal crackled and talked a lot about donations at the party. Everyone also bought it, in addition to some donations, there were also books and clothes.

The most eye-catching thing in the whole party is probably Li Qingchen's song - "We Are All the Same".

Before this, no one knew Li Qingchen.

But at this moment, everyone knew that there was a teenager in No. 1. He would play the guitar, he would frown, he would smile slightly, and he would sing the same ballad on stage:

"Time is short, years are long. We are all the same, in this world, you and I are the same light......"

By the end of the party, the crowd had not yet dispersed. On the one hand, everyone was immersed in the atmosphere just now, and on the other hand, it was raining outside, not as violent as the thunderstorms in summer, but it was still a big rain curtain.

Out of the lecture hall, Zuo Jue looked like he was going to turn back, An Luyao grabbed him, "Zuo Jue, aren't you going backstage to find Li Qingchen?" ”

"No, they're definitely busy now, I'll go back and get something."

"Okay, there you go."

An Luyao just stayed at the door of the lecture hall so quietly, looking at the rainy sky outside and the dark night. Looking up at the sky, it seems that there is no posture to stop.

She was also a person before, habitually began to wait. Many, many things, still a little old when I think about it now, waiting inadvertently, waiting for the wind to stop, waiting for the rain to stop, waiting for you to come.

In the past, she waited for her parents to pick her up after kindergarten; Hanging out with my brother and waiting for the bus; After the end of the high school entrance examination, wait for the admission results......

It seems that I am used to waiting.

However, in the waiting without a goal and without news, the heart that was scorched was silent for a long time, passive for a long time.

An Luyao is the one who hates waiting the most.

"Who are you waiting for?" Li Qingchen has changed out of stage makeup, put on jeans and shirts, and still has his guitar on his back as he watched him rehearse a few days ago.

An Luyao looked at him and was stunned. The face I see every day looks more heroic than usual today, and under the light, Li Qingchen's somewhat westernized face has gradually softened.

Li Qingchen looked at An Luyao's appearance, as if he was frightened, "Lu Yao, I know that I am handsome, but you don't want to look at me like this, I will be embarrassed." ”

He smiled a little slyly, as if An Luyao was like this every time, stupidly, so different. It looks like it's cold, but the feeling it brings to me, the feeling that people will laugh at when you say it, like the spring wind, warm but clear.

An Luyao noticed his gaffe at this time, "Aren't you busy in the background?" How did it come out so quickly? "Of course, I slipped out. You think I'm stupid, I'm still busy with a large group of them, it's over, of course, the sooner the better, hurry up. ”

"But......" An Luyao looked outside, "Now it's raining outside, and it's not easy to go out." ”

"You wait here, wait for me to come back." After speaking, Li Qingchen ran to the backstage.

"Huh?" An Luyao hadn't reacted yet, looking at the back of him leaving, he really didn't like to wait for someone.

In less than three minutes, he came back with lightning speed, panting, "It's okay, I brought an umbrella, you see." Li Qingchen took out an umbrella casually as if by magic.

Then, he stretched it out with his hand, "It's big enough, let's go, let's go back to the classroom first." Go back when the rain stops, this rain should be temporary, it won't rain for long. ”

"Where did you get that?"

"Of course it's provided by the Ministry of Life, hehe, let's go."

An Luyao looked back at the back, a little hesitant, "Do you want to wait for Zuo Jue?" He just said something. ”

"I don't know what he's going back for, let's go first, Zuo Jue should go back with the people from the student union."

"Okay, then."

In the darkness of the rain, no one will notice them. Along the way, the boy no longer had his usual noise, but quietly helped the girl hold the umbrella. His eyes looked at An Luyao from time to time, from the beginning of the encounter to the present time, it seems that a century has passed.

Li Qingchen himself didn't know where this familiarity came from. However, when An Luyao laughs, he will pay attention. When An Luyao frowned, he would also wonder why she was frowning. When An Luyao didn't know the topic, he would first "laugh" at her, and then try very hard to help her read the question, until neither of them could do it, and he looked at the helpless Zuo Jue with pitiful eyes. Many, many, even An Luyao's sketches that he scribbled and painted at the beginning of school, he was not willing to throw them away.

"Look at me?" Li Qingchen's gaze was really too obvious.

He smiled angrily, "Lu Yao, I found that you are actually quite beautiful." ”

I didn't know how to reply to Master Li's whimsical thoughts, An Luyao opened the topic, "When you went to get the umbrella today, why did you come back so quickly, and it took more than three minutes to go backstage." ”

"No, I'm afraid you're in a hurry, so you won't wait for me."

An Luyao paused, Li Qingchen also stopped, and he said, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, let's go."

An Luyao, because, the last time you were feeding Meow, a person talked to himself, saying that you hate waiting, I will worry that you will stubbornly rush into the heavy rain alone, stupid, I don't know that I will come back.

Thinking so, he quietly tilted his umbrella to An Luyao's side, not caring at all that his left shoulder was wet from the rain.

"By the way, Meow Meow doesn't know what's going on, them!"

"I know you're going to rehearse, I've already rebuilt the cat house, and this rain can't hit them." She yelled at him with some anger.

"That's good, that's good!"

On the night of the bazaar, their conversation was gradually drowned out in the crowd in the dim light. However, in the days to come, this rain covered the entire flowering season.