Time: The next morning.

Location: In front of Lee Sun-hee's house.

"Jiajia ......" As a cool top supercar stopped at the door, a beautiful figure stepped out of the car, and just wanted to enter the house, she heard someone calling her behind her.

Although the girl did not like it, she still turned to look.

After all, it was the other party who sent her home, so Jiajia didn't want to ignore it at all.

Although she didn't mean anything about the young and golden school grass in front of her.

casually brushing the bangs that were bent on his forehead, and raising his eyes that fascinated all the women in the school except for the girl in front of him, the boy asked with a smile, "I'll pick you up in the afternoon." ”

"No!" Rolling her eyes, Jiajia was disgusted, and said in a very calm tone: "Stephen, I've said it more than a thousand times!" I won't like you, and I won't like a Westerner! Also, don't call me Jiajia! You can call me Sanny. ”

"Oh-Jiajia, my heart hurts!" Covering his chest with his hands exaggeratedly, Stephen shouted in pain, and then looked at Jiajia in a very firm tone and said, "Jiajia! I'll tell you for the thousandth and first time that I'll make you my girlfriend! ”

"It's up to you." Rolling her eyes, Jiajia was also helpless about this thick-skinned boy who was almost like a city wall.

If he is the kind of person who comes up arrogant and arrogant, thinking that he is the boss and his old man, Jiajia will not even say a word to him.

But this Stephen is just a kraft candy-like sticky person, and his usual reputation is not bad, and Jiajia doesn't have much to say.

After all, no matter what way the boy looks. It's all excellent.

As a Korean, I don't mind having a relationship in college.

It's just weird. In the face of such a man who can be said to be very good, Jiajia has never called.

Since I don't want to deal with him anymore. Jiajia opened the door directly with the key and went home.

Watching Jiajia's back disappear in front of the door, Stephen shrugged his shoulders, this is not known how many times this kind of conversation has happened, he is used to it.

I closed the car door and was just about to leave, but my phone rang.

"Hello?" While starting the car, he picked up the phone casually.

"Hey! Stephen! What do you think? Got it? ”

"Hah! You tell me? Just then, Stephen noticed that Jiajia seemed to come out with a package. Hurriedly smiled and waved his hand.

Jiajia looked at him and didn't say anything, but the sharp-eyed Stephen clearly saw that the originally cold face on Jiajia's face gradually eased.

"Cut-" The person on the other side didn't seem to believe the answer.

"Huh." Jiajia's reaction naturally made Stephen very happy. "Do you believe that in a few days, I will be able to get it?"

"Really?" The friend on the other side obviously didn't expect that Stephen would say this this time.

With his knowledge of Stephen, if he hadn't been sure, Stephen wouldn't have said that at all!

"Hah! Can I still lie to you? What do you think? Don't forget the bets when the time comes. ”

"Tsk, if you can really taste it, the bets are trivial!"

"Huh. That's good. After a few more words, Stephen hung up the phone, and then in Jiajia's gaze, Stephen's supercar disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This period of contact down. For Jiajia's xingge, Stephen already has a very good grasp of it.

"Humph!" Snorted softly, Jiajia was inexplicably a little irritable.

For the trick of the teenager Yu to capture the old indulgence. There was still some reaction.

Throw the garbage bag into the city car, and Jiajia will go home.

It was because I saw the garbage bag at the entrance door. Naturally, I threw it away.

It wasn't until she walked into the house from the entrance that Jiajia heard a sound coming from the instrument room.

Because there was also a band when I was in school. In addition, she has been nurtured by her mother since she was a child, so Jiajia can hear that this is clearly a complete novice playing around.

If it weren't for the fact that the door to the instrument room wasn't closed, I wouldn't have heard this sound.

Inevitably, Jiajia shouted with some curiosity: "Ou Mom? Are you there? ”

However, to Jiajia's surprise, the sound in the room that had been sounding before suddenly stopped.

There was an obvious pause for a moment before Li Shanji's voice sounded.

"Oh, yes...... Jiajia...... Come on in. ”

Blinked strangely, I don't know why, the mother, who had never had any negative emotions in her memory, had a very tired voice.

With a strange emotion, Jiajia pushed open the door of the musical instrument room and walked in.

It was her mother's somewhat pale cheeks with a hint of sweat, and at the same time, another figure entered her pupils.

"Winter oppa?" But I didn't expect that it would be Lin Dongsheng!

And the two people sitting in front of the piano at the same time also made Jiajia understand that the sound of the musical instrument that was amateur when I heard it before was clearly played by this mother's disciple.

"Heh, why did you come back so early today?" Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Lin Dongsheng asked with a smile.

In the past, if it wasn't a weekend night, Jiajia wouldn't go home at all.

After all, she is also older, and it is inevitable that she wants to have her own space.

"Oh, our band has a game this weekend, I'll go home and fix my guitar."

"Heh, then I'll have to listen to it."

"Okay." The smile on Jiajia's face was even worse, and she answered sweetly.

"Well, as long as there is nothing to do, I will come, don't be nervous then."

"Cut! Underestimate me! Anyway, I'm the lead singer too! Proud as a cute little peacock, Jiajia said triumphantly.

"Whew—you can practice by yourself, and I'll cook." Exhaling softly, Lee Sun-hee got up and walked out.

Looking at her mother's slightly awkward back suspiciously, Jiajia asked curiously, "Ou Mom, are you okay?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay...... Sitting for too long. After a pause, Li Shanji didn't look back, dropped a sentence, and hurriedly walked out.

Shrugging her shoulders strangely, Jiajia came to the piano curiously and looked at Lin Dongsheng with a very novel gaze, but she never spoke.

"Heh, something?"

"How did Dongsheng Oppa come up with it?"

"No way, I'm filming a TV series recently, and I need to sing an interlude, so I can only run to the teacher for help." Shrugging his shoulders, Lin Dongsheng replied helplessly.

"Ahh Are you sure? Haha, be sure to listen to it then. Jiajia laughed and teased.

I wanted to say something, but suddenly I sniffled and asked strangely, "What smell?" How does it have a damp taste? ”

"Uh-" Lin Dongsheng was stunned. (To be continued.) )