Lu Anyao was a little upset, and she didn't mean to make Cen Yiran angry. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info just sat on the couch alone when she got home and thought about it, only to realize that things were really not that simple. She has known Cen Yiran for a while, and she has always known that Cen Yiran has a deep affection for her uncle and values it very much. She understands this feeling of being afraid that her dearest person will be coveted by others. Just thinking of Brother Lei, she couldn't help but worry again. At the beginning, she always knew that there was someone behind Lei Ge, and this person was very secretive, and she couldn't find out at all. Today, after Cen Yiran's reminder, the uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger, because Cen Yiran's uncle was a breakthrough, and she wanted to know who her uncle was?

She closed her eyes and began to search her mind for her uncle's shadow. Thousands of figures who had gone to the "Sweet Hut" to buy cakes flashed in their minds one by one, as if they were showing a movie. Cen Yiran's uncle must often go to her to buy cakes, and she has no reason not to think of that person.

When it was about to go to bed, An Yao took out the crystal piano music box in the drawer of the bedside table, gently placed it next to the bed, and pressed the switch.

It's really a beautiful ballad, and when I listen to it, my eyelids start to get tired and I want to fall asleep.

In a daze, she heard Lu Jiacheng's curious voice: "Sister, who gave it to you?" "Her sister is a very precious thing, and she usually doesn't let him touch it at will.

Lu Jiacheng listed the people who might give her things in his heart. Third Uncle Ye? It's impossible, the third uncle hasn't come back yet; Xue Yan? Impossible, Xue Yan can't afford to give her sister such an expensive thing. Ye Yong? No way! was directly ignored by Lu Jiacheng! That Ye Yong's buddy Li Ajing, this is a bit possible. But he didn't think it would be this Li Ajing, because Li Ajing would never send such a thing to his sister, he always felt that what Li Ajing sent must be weird.

Then only ...... remained.

Lu Jiacheng raised his little eyebrows: "Sister, did Uncle Song send it to you?" ”

When An Yao heard his words, her whole body froze for a moment, she stretched out her hand and pressed it to stop, so that the dreamy music confused her thoughts. She struggled to get up from the bed, her hands clutched tightly on the corners of the quilt, her eyes were a little flustered, and the voice she said didn't even notice herself, she trembled, "Jiacheng, you, who did you say just now?" ”

Lu Jiacheng thought that she was annoyed and angry, lay down and fell asleep, and spit out three words: "Uncle Song!" ”

Song Linghan.

Why did she forget him alone? Song Linghan is indeed a frequent visitor to the "Sweet Cottage", and he knows more about this place than ordinary people. Niece...... Uncle ......, she did hear these two words occasionally.

The lights in the room were very bright, but An Yao's face couldn't help but turn white. There is no reason for Song Linghan, he doesn't look like a person with bad ideas, he also helped her, and he also sent things to her...... But how terrible it would be if it was all based on hypocrisy!

No, it won't have to be his!

I'll ask Yiran again tomorrow!

The next day, she got up early, and when she couldn't wait to get to school, Cen Yiran had already arrived, and she was just about to take out her Chinese textbook to read.

"Yiran, I have something I want to talk to you about."

Cen Yiran glanced at her coldly: "If it's about my uncle." Then we have nothing to talk about. ”

"Yiran, please." An Yao went to take her hand and frowned: "This matter is very important to me." I want to know your uncle, can you just tell me a little bit? I promise not to do anything, I just want an answer. ”

"Important to you?" The two words important completely made Cen Yiran almost lose control: "My uncle has nothing to do with you, An Yao, why do you think this matter is important to you?" If you know my uncle, ask him yourself. ”

"I'm ......" An Yao looked at her, not knowing what to say. She wasn't sure if he was Cen Yiran's uncle. She really wanted to ask, is your uncle's name Song Linghan? But she didn't have the courage to ask, she didn't understand what was wrong with her, she was afraid to hear that answer.

She has always felt that between people, it should be clear and clear, and she can have some of her own little secrets, but these secrets cannot be careful or even cautious.

An Yao became very haggard and listless in class.

As an English teacher's protégé, how could Yan Feiyu not notice her abnormality, and specially called her out after class: "Classmate Lu, what's wrong?" Is there anything I can tell the teacher. I don't want your personal emotions to affect the effectiveness of your class. ”

An Yao was suddenly a little ashamed, and lowered her head: "Teacher, I won't be next time." ”

"If there's anything you might as well say it, it'll feel better." Yan Feiyu's gentle voice reached her ears.

"Huh?" She couldn't help but be stunned, she never knew that the head teacher was so considerate and easy to talk to, and she cared about students so well. But after this period of time, she has indeed changed a lot of her opinion of Teacher Yan, although Teacher Yan loves to be in a daze and often has a expressionless face, but he is not cold at all. On the contrary, he is as careful as dust, cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and is a good teacher who is dedicated to his duties. The students in the class liked him and admired him.

An Yao raised her head and said slowly: "It's just that all of a sudden I feel very confused, and many things are out of my control. I don't know what is true and what is false......"

Yan Feiyu thought that she would encounter something in her life, but she didn't expect her to say so. He held the book clipped by his side in his arms and said simply: "At your age, it is normal for you to be unresolute in your goals, and there will be confusion. Not everything in this world is under your control, and it is enough to do your duty. As for the authenticity, it was there in the first place, it's just that some people will be mistaken. As long as you put your mind to it, you can see it. ”

As for the authenticity, it was there in the first place, it's just that some people will be mistaken.

It means that whether you are deceived or not, in fact, it is all up to you. Some people deceive themselves; Some willingly; Some have dust over their eyes; Some people have lost their hearts......

"Fei Yu." Wen Hao had just finished his music class in another class, and walked towards the two of them with a smile on his face.

"I see, thank you, Mr. Yan." An Yao bent down respectfully, knowing very well that she couldn't be a light bulb here, she had to flash quickly.

"An Yao, are your school's literary and artistic programs ready? Remember to come and tell me this week, I will report to the teacher next week. Wen Hao saw that she wanted to leave, so he stopped her and asked with a smile.

"It's ready, Mr. Wen."

Wen Hao asked, "Are you sure?" ”

An Yao replied seriously: "I will do my best." (To be continued.) )