Since Yu Ru secretly kissed Jiang Mingfeng, Jiang Mingfeng has never talked to Yu Ru again.

I don't know what happened to Jiang Mingfeng? Yu Ru wanted to talk to Jiang Mingfeng several times, but Jiang Mingfeng deliberately avoided him.

After school at noon, Jiang Mingfeng sat bored and listened to the songs.

Only Yu Ru and Jiang Mingfeng were left in the spacious room.

This opportunity to be alone this time is really rare, she wants to ask why Jiang Mingfeng is doing this to herself.

Yu Ru calmly came to Jiang Mingfeng's table, and in Yu Ru's watery eyes, he saw that Jiang Mingfeng did not raise his head, he was silent, and his slender and white fingers kept flipping the mobile phone screen.

I don't know if Jiang Mingfeng didn't notice that Yu Ru was by his side, or deliberately ignored her.

Jiang Mingfeng's attitude triggered the image of a princess with a hidden side of Yu Ru's split personality.

Yu Ru directly snatched Jiang Mingfeng's mobile phone and snorted coldly: "Jiang Mingfeng." ”

Jiang Mingfeng's face changed instantly, and he got up coldly, ready to leave.

Yu Ru shouted in an atmosphere: "Jiang Mingfeng, why? ”

"No reason, Yu Ru, your personality needs to be changed, do you know?"

Jiang Mingfeng's tone sounded like a scolding, and Yu Ru's heart was instantly lost, following Jiang Mingfeng's departing back.

A cool breeze blew, the jasmine fragrance inhaled Jiang Mingfeng's nostrils, Jiang Mingfeng's arm felt a sense of restraint, Jiang Mingfeng turned around in confusion, it turned out that his left hand was held by Yu Ru beside him.

What is she doing here?

Jiang Mingfeng stared at Yu Ru in a daze, and the eyes of the two of them met in a complicated way.

Yu Ru lowered her head, and tears the size of crystal peas flowed softly from the corners of Yu Ru's eyes, cutting through the cold air and sliding to the ground.

Every time he saw Yu Ru crying, Jiang Mingfeng felt that he had offended her, and then took the initiative to comfort her, but this time, Jiang Mingfeng seemed to be a different person, and said coldly: "Miss Yu Ru, what do you want to do this time?" ”

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, please don't be angry anymore, I'm sorry, I took the initiative to kiss you without your consent, please forgive me, next time I won't dare again."

Hmph, you still know that you are wrong, but this time when Jiang Mingfeng saw the moving face of Yu Ru crying, he felt a little heartache, like a thousand needles stinging.

Jiang Mingfeng looked at Yu Ru, who lowered his head, and didn't know what to say.

"Actually, I quarreled with Manchen, I don't want to see her so proud, so I did that before to deliberately anger her, I'm also afraid that you will like Manchen again, I don't want to see you with Manchen."

It turned out that this was the case, Jiang Mingfeng sighed secretly, and said with a wry smile: "Okay, I know, then please Miss Yu Ru don't do what you like without my consent in the future, if you do this, it will only make me very disgusted." ”

Listening to this tone, it seemed that Jiang Mingfeng had compromised, Yu Ru was like a little girl, then nodded and said in a low voice: "I know, I hope you don't get angry anymore." ”

The two people in the park, Lausanne and Wang Ying, sat quietly on the stone bench.

Wang Ying brought the envelope to Lausanne, opened the envelope and saw that it was a beautiful white paper, with red rose patterns painted on the left and right sides, and the white paper exuded a fragrant fragrance of orchids.

This is the first impression, Luosang looked at the content of the letter fixedly: Senior Sister Wang Ying, hello, my name is Wang Yu, the class leader of the second and third classes of high school, I have liked you for a long time, and it is a bit abrupt to say this suddenly, but I really can't hold back my thoughts about you, so, please promise that I can interact with you.

"It's pretty well written, so why did you reject him?"

"He's not someone I like."

Listening to this answer, does she have someone she likes, Lausanne's face instantly turned red, and he smiled dryly: "Then who is the person you like?" ”

Wang Ying instantly lowered her head and said softly: "Guess! ”

"Do you guess me, guess me?"

"How do I know if you guess or not? Whether you guess or not is only a matter of a moment! ”

"I can't guess"

A cool breeze blew, the maple tree behind the two swayed their bodies, the fiery red maple leaves made a pleasant sound, Wang Ying whispered: "Far away in the sky, close in front of you, stupid." ”

Lausanne replied in a daze: "The wind is so strong, what did you just say?" ”

"Nothing"

After two classes in the afternoon, the head teacher still came to the class.

The temperature at dusk is usually not too high, and the soft glow shines on people and is exceptionally warm.

The hypocritical head teacher sat in the first row of the class, and the stern sù on his face was self-evident.

That's about your future bonus, and you can't be sloppy.

The head teacher's fingers on the table were trembling.

Manchen walked in front of Jiang Mingfeng, and Luosang gave up his seat to Manchen, and then Luosang sat next to Wang Ying.

"Jiang Mingfeng, I collaborated with you this time on Hetu's "Winter Clothes Tune", are you well prepared?"

"You should have heard me sing it before, on the contrary, you just don't hold me back."

When Manchen was resting, he often recited this Chinese-style song "Cold Clothes Tune", and he was already familiar with this song, but he didn't know what would happen if he cooperated with Jiang Mingfeng.

This is a song that writes about the complicated feelings of a wife in the boudoir when she sends clothes to her husband, and misses her husband who is fighting on the battlefield and misses each other. Winter clothes are a common image in classical Chinese literature, often associated with the moonlit night, expressing concern and longing for "a moon in Chang'an, the sound of ten thousand households pounding clothes" ("Midnight Wu Song" Li Bai), Meng Jiangnu cold clothes are good to send lovers, which are all metaphors for lovesickness. "Poor and uncertain riverside bones, still a person in a spring boudoir dream" ("Longxi Xing" Chen Tao), when the conscription people have returned to the battlefield, the thinking woman is still waiting for the return date in the dream, the yellow spring is blue, a lifetime of watching, a lifetime of memories. (Excerpt from Baidu)

The head teacher began to urge Manchen and Jiang Mingfeng, Jiang Mingfeng and Manchen came to the podium, the two first bowed politely, and then the two stood opposite each other, looking at each other.

This is the first time the two have sung on stage.

Warm applause rang out from the podium for a long time.

The musical melody of "Winter Clothes Tune" sounded from the multimedia classroom equipment.

"Do you sing first, or do I sing first?"

"Whatever."

Manchen sang first: "The moonlight is thin, who pounds the cold clothes." Looking at the end of the world, I want to think of my hometown. It snowed overnight, and the north wind was not yet full. ”

The beginning part is poignant and poetic, with a touch of sadness, and Manchen adapts well to the melody of this song.

With a glance at Manchen's eyes, Jiang Mingfeng immediately realized that the temperament of a melancholy poet hidden in him was immediately revealed, and he sang softly: "Thousands of miles away, one heart is connected." The dream of glory, plugging the Qiang flute, the war is not a crime, and the beacon fire burns for several seasons. ”

"Tonight, Guanshan is full of snow and the north wind is urgent, and thousands of miles are connected"

When it came to the high part of the song, the two sang together: "It's a companion in this life, or it's a pity in the next life." Why don't you always understand this puzzle, and you don't remember it until you suddenly look back? ”