Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Real She Is Warm and Lovely
"My shoes are already wet anyway." He said, as if he was making the most reasonable explanation for his actions.
They were so close that she could clearly see his fine hairs, his angular chin, and even the breath of his speech, the surging Adam's apple on his neck, and ...... His beating heart.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! The powerful vibration seemed to speed up even her heart.
She didn't dare to move, for fear of leaking the thoughts hidden in her heart, so she stayed carefully in his arms, accompanied by a faint fragrance of grass, fresh and pleasant.
He carried her across the waterlogged path and lowered her onto the clean asphalt road. There is a slight sweat on her forehead, and her face is very red, is she too heavy?
I knew it was going to be like this, and I should have eaten less at noon.
Xuanmu's shoes were soaked, and his trousers were dirty, which was very uncomfortable, he already had a habit of cleanliness, and it was a miracle that he could endure it until now.
Yanran was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she urged him to go back and change his clothes, and he nodded in agreement.
When she came to the piano room again, she was sitting alone on the stool next to the piano, it was getting dark outside, and there were still traces of the rainstorm on the glass windows, and the autumn leaves scattered everywhere were stuck together with the stagnant water, paved on the asphalt road, and the whole world was wet and blurred, which made people can't help but dim.
Sad autumn, I'm afraid I'm talking about the current state of mind.
Yanran looked at the bleak autumn scenery outside the window and fell into deep thought.
Although she has been in Nanhua for a while, she has never integrated into it, and the scenery outside the window looks at day after day, which should be familiar, but she feels more and more strange, and sometimes even makes her want to escape.
Escape? Where could she flee to? The corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a wry smile.
The moment she chose Nanhua, she was destined to go forward hard, the road was her choice, even if she knelt to climb to the end.
"What are you looking at?" His voice rang out.
She turned around, restrained her thoughts, and a faint smile appeared on her face, which was very good-looking, but if you know her, you will know how alienated and indifferent her smile is at the moment, as if she put on a mask in an instant, and she is not happy under the mask.
Yan Ran's piano has made rapid progress, he knows how to draw inferences, he is also extremely sensitive to the rhythm, he has learned how to play simple repertoire, Xuan Mu is even thinking that if he continues to develop at this speed, he, the master, may not be long before there is nothing to teach.
After practicing, Xuan Mu likes to sit on a stool in the piano room with her and look at the scenery outside the window, and occasionally chat with her, but usually he is talking, she only listens quietly, and occasionally a very light smile appears, and he doesn't seem to be interested in what he says, but he still listens carefully, which is too embarrassing for him.
Yanran is such a girl, she seems to be empathetic, quiet and reserved, but sometimes the more she is like this, the more it makes Xuanmu feel that she is deliberately alienating him.
She rarely expresses her opinions and opinions, never shows her feelings lightly, and sometimes even makes people feel that she is too elusive to know what is going on in her heart.
Although he doesn't know what she has experienced in her growing years, he has always believed that she in her bones must be as warm and lovely as when she was a child.
also secretly hopes that one day, at least in front of him, she can take off her mask and be her truest self freely.
"Which club are you going to enroll into?" Xuanmu asked, looking at the night scene outside the window.
Every year as soon as the freshmen enter the school, they will become a little fresh meat in the eyes of the major clubs, and every Saturday and Sunday they will set up stalls on the main road, and advertise for the clubs with their voices, and the competition is extremely fierce, like a war without gunpowder.
In this war, there are people who are happy and some who are worried.
Some clubs are extremely popular, and the basketball club cheerleaders are one of them, and even put forward extremely strict requirements, height, weight, measurements, appearance, ...... All of them must be reviewed and approved by all sophomores before they can be selected.
In this way, there are girls who squeeze their heads and line up to get in, and there are even people who go through the back door to find a relationship ......, nothing more than because the handsome guy index of the basketball club is off the charts, and it is the best way for girls to get close to handsome guys.
There are also some clubs that cannot be entered without a certain professional foundation, and they are at the school team level, such as football clubs, basketball clubs, dance clubs, and tennis clubs......
These clubs are all high-profile, with relatively fixed members, outstanding achievements, and naturally very good treatment, as well as professional-level coaches hired by the school, and special funds, which definitely belong to the clubs at the top of the pyramid.
Compared with these popular and professional-level clubs, some clubs are worried about the dissatisfaction of recruiting students every year, because there are too few members, and the funds are naturally extremely limited, such as chess clubs, calligraphy clubs, and drama clubs......
In Nanhua, each student has to register for more than one club each semester, and the accounting entrance score is extremely beneficial for students who want to compete for scholarships.
Tomorrow is the deadline for registration for each club, and Xuanmu is curious about which club Yanran will join.
"What about you? Which club do you want to apply for? She asked rhetorically.
In fact, in the face of these dazzling clubs, Yanran really didn't know how to choose, to be honest, if it weren't for the school regulations, and it involved scholarships, she would have been exempt from these activities.
"What do you think of the Drama Club? I went to the drama club yesterday to have a look...... There are not many people, but there are a lot of props, which is very fun. He said, with a hint of excitement in his words.
"Busy?" She asked, since she had to choose a club, she naturally wanted to choose a relatively easy one, preferably the kind of club that only went to register.
"Not busy...... It's just fooling around, and if you're curious, I can take you there. Seeing that Yanran seemed to have some interest, Xuanmu's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he was kind and seductive, if he could have a club with Yanran, it would naturally be a good thing.
The area of the drama club is not small, with stepped seating surrounding a small stage, and large red curtains hang at both ends of the stage, covered with dust.
The whole hall was empty, with a musty smell, the thick dust on the stepped seats, and although the lights were turned on brightly, they were still a little scary because they were too empty and damp.
Through the narrow passage of guò, you come to the backstage, where there are two long rows of dressing tables, on which are placed all kinds of cosmetics, as well as some headdresses, and a large makeup box is placed on the far left, the owner of the makeup box seems to have gone in a hurry, without closing the lid, and a layer of dust has fallen on the colorful cosmetics.
The floor was dirty, littered with props, drink bottles, snack bags, and random props and costumes.
There is a rather weird prop in the corner, in the shape of a puppet, that is, a few pillows are tied to the broom, and then the girl's school uniform is worn, and even a wig.
There was a long sofa in the lounge area, a lot of sundries were placed on the black coffee table, and even a few cup-shaped instant noodles had moldy and a thick layer of mold...... I don't know how long it has been there.
Yanran stood in place, a little stunned, is this really the drama club? No matter how you look at it, it looks a bit like a place that has been abandoned for years and no one uses it.
Xuanmu smiled, embarrassed. PS: The two watches are over~ hee hee! Dear friends, ask for collections, ask for recommendations, ask for comments~