"Jingle bell" A crisp phone ringing interrupted Meng Yufei's thinking.

"Hey, hello!" Meng Yufei picked up the phone.

"Hello, is it Meng Yufei?" It was a male voice on the other end of the phone.

"I am, you are ......" The voice on the other end of the phone was somewhat familiar, but Meng Yufei didn't remember who it was for a while.

"I'm Mao Jingtao, I called you last week and your grandmother said that you went to another place, how are you doing?"

Mao Jingtao has not dared to call Meng Yufei since he went to Beijing, for fear that his last confession would make Meng Yufei angry, and he hesitated for a long time before calling last week, but Meng Yufei was not there, and he mustered up the courage to fight again this week, if Meng Yufei was still angry after so long, he would admit it if he was scolded.

Listening to the explanation on the other end, Meng Yufei remembered that the beautiful boy with one eyelid, who was also the boy who confessed to himself for the first time, and he also received a pen from others, and there was no news for so long, and he never heard his phone number when he wanted to go back!

"It's you, I'm fine, you said that you called me when you arrived in Beijing, why did you call now? The fountain pen you gave me last time was so expensive that I don't even know where to send it to you! Meng Yufei asked other classmates about Mao Jingtao's phone number, but she only heard Mao Jingtao's phone number in the town, and no one knew about the phone number of her new home in Beijing.

When I came back from Beijing last week, my mother said that a male classmate called home to look for her, but my grandmother answered the phone at that time, and I didn't ask who it was, so I thought it was Mao Jingtao.

"Don't, just take it as my parting gift to you! Besides, I have another one like one! Mao Jingtao on the other end of the phone was in a hurry, and he didn't call to let Meng Yufei return the pen.

"Okay, when is your birthday, I'll give you a gift then!" Meng Yufei didn't insist, besides, she liked the pen very much, but because she wanted to return it to Mao Jingtao, she didn't take it apart.

"Really, I'm afraid that you didn't dare to call you last time you were angry!" Listening to Meng Yufei not only accepting the gift but also giving herself a gift on her birthday, Mao Jingtao on the other end of the phone was a little surprised in his voice.

"Of course it's true, I always have to exchange gifts when I receive your gifts! Who called us friends? Meng Yufei replied to Mao Jingtao affirmatively, but the last sentence also faintly pointed out, I only think you are a friend, and there is no other meaning.

After all, Mao Jingtao confessed to himself, so it's not good for him to think crookedly! Even if she wants to fall in love, Meng Yufei will not choose a long-distance relationship.

"Okay, but my birthday has passed early this year, and I have to wait until next year......" Mao Jingtao was a little disappointed, but friends are always better than strangers, and friends can be further developed.

Meng Yufei took an apple on the coffee table and chatted with Mao Jingtao while nibbling on it.

Mao Jingtao heard that Meng Yufei had been to Beijing last week, and couldn't help regretting that he didn't call Meng Yufei earlier, but Meng Yufei didn't say anything about going to Beijing, only said that he went with his father, and finally the two exchanged their respective phone numbers, Meng Yufei gave the dormitory, Mao Jingtao did not live in the school, and gave the landline at home.

Meng Yufei hung up the phone, just as her mother Yuan Xiumei came in: "Xiaofei, what do you want to eat at noon today?" Mom will do it for you! ”

"I just want my mother to make it, everything is delicious! Mom, I'll help you with the dishes in a while! ”

Meng Yufei got up from the sofa, walked over and took her mother's arm, and pulled her to the sofa, anyway, it's still early, and she is not in a hurry to cook.

"How was this week, did you make up for all the lessons after you came back from leave? Do you want your mother to help you make up for the lessons? Yuan Xiumei patted Meng Yufei's little face after sitting down, and asked with concern.

"Mom, don't worry, I have a preview in advance, and I will do everything the teacher says. By the way, Mom, I'll sing to you this time, I'll go get the guitar! ”

Meng Yufei hurriedly changed the topic of her mother, her mother usually doesn't talk much, and she feels quiet and gentle, but she talks endlessly about her own learning, and half of Meng Yufei's good grades since childhood are also because she is afraid of her mother's nagging.

"This kid!" Yuan Xiumei looked at Meng Yufei's departing back and smiled a little, Meng Yufei was also very naughty when she was a child, otherwise she would have followed Guo Zizhen to climb the wall and climb the tree!

Later, Yuan Xiumei found a problem, as long as she nagged a lot, Meng Yufei would be more obedient and study harder, and then Meng Yufei would take out the teacher's level of talking endlessly, so that her daughter's mind would be more focused on studying, and she would form a habit, and she would always unconsciously want to nag a few words when she saw her daughter.

Meng Yufei memorizes the guitar every week, after all, the lessons of No. 3 Middle School are from morning to night, and the number of times she can practice the guitar at school is really limited, and she can have more time to practice at home on Saturdays.

Meng Yufei went back to her room to get the guitar, sat on the sofa opposite Yuan Xiumei with the guitar, put her right leg on her left leg at will, adjusted the strings, and started to play gently.

“…… We stood shoulder to shoulder, looking up at the sky; Hand in hand together, step forward; humming softly, the song of youth; To pursue together, it belongs to the dream of our youth; Oh~~~"

As soon as she started singing, Meng Yufei was fully engaged, her body swayed gently with the rhythm, and in Yuan Xiumei's eyes, she only felt that her daughter was really like that.

"Xiaofei, I didn't see you practice guitar much during the summer vacation? When did you play so well? ”

Yuan Xiumei just asked so inadvertently, because Meng Yufei just bought the guitar during the summer vacation, and the teacher naturally knew that if the guitar wanted to play well, it would take time to practice, but Meng Yufei's guitar played very smoothly, not at all like she had just learned, as if she hadn't seen her daughter practice much during the summer vacation!

Meng Yufei put down the guitar and sat next to Yuan Xiumei: "Mom, you are sometimes not at home when I practice the guitar, I have time to practice at school, are you still not happy that I learn quickly?" ”

Meng Yufei didn't have time to practice at school, she usually practiced for half an hour a day during the summer vacation, and sometimes she was pestered by Meng Yuming in the small hall for a day, and she might not be able to touch the guitar for a day.

"Happy, if you really want to sing in the future, it's always good to learn more instruments! Now that I know that I have learned, I sent you to learn the accordion when I was young, but you stopped after learning it once. As a teacher, Yuan Xiumei naturally knows that music can cultivate children's moral character and cultivate sentiment.

My daughter likes to sing since she was a child, and she was sent to learn the accordion at that time, but she couldn't learn it because of her playfulness, and now her daughter has found her favorite instrument, and Yuan Xiumei is also happy.

Meng Yufei also smiled, she was naughty at that time, and a lesson to learn the accordion was two hours, of course she couldn't stay.

Later, when I was older, I was busy studying and didn't learn any other musical instruments. It wasn't until I came into contact with the piano in college that it was also because of the influence of that person, thinking of that person, Meng Yufei shook her head and threw some pictures out of her mind.

"Mom, I'm ......" Meng Yufei was just about to say something when she was interrupted by a "jingle bell" phone ringing.

"Hey~um~Come back~ Okay, then you guys come over at night, right?" Yuan Xiumei picked up the phone, said something to the other party and hung up the phone.

"Mom, who's coming over at night?" Meng Yufei saw that the look on her mother's face was a little strange, and she couldn't help but ask curiously.