Meng'er returned to the classroom, the chaos just now had returned to calm, and the lecturer was still talking about the development of China's radio and television, and Mei'er secretly asked underneath: "What are you doing with your brother?" ”

"It's okay, stop by to see me!" Meng'er replied to her in a low voice.

Time shakes by. After class, when they left the door of the classroom, they collided with the two classmates again, but this time they were much more civilized, but they just spewed a monosyllable out of their noses, and they stomped their feet and left.

Meng'er shook her head helplessly, they are all people living in the ivory tower! It's easy to follow the crowd and lose your own judgment!

There were no classes in the afternoon, and Meng'er sat in the huge reading room, looking into the distance through the large floor-to-ceiling windows. Ziqi went to the radio room, leaving Yan'er and Mei'er to accompany her.

The afternoon sun shines through the glass, and Dream can see very small, tiny particles dancing in the sunlight. The light man-like shape seems to spread out, but it is also circling in Yingying, as if she is hiding from her hand!

"Hey, sisters, your appearance has already attracted a lot of attention. Please, don't be like a fairy sister who landed in the world. If this continues, I guess Yan'er and I will be wiped out by those eyes! Mei'er pulled back Meng'er's hand that was playing with the dust and said softly.

"Your endurance is so good, ten missiles will bombard you and you won't leave, not to mention the eyes that have no lethality!" Yan'er looked at Mei'er with disdain.

"Yan Meishan, please have a little common sense, okay? Ten missiles, do you know how powerful that is? Mei'er looked at her hopelessly.

"Exaggeration, don't you know the way?"

"All I know is that someone is using it wrong!"

"You ......"

Meng'er was disturbed by their buzzing voices. Seeing them again, this corner has really become a gathering point of attention. He made a shushing gesture to them, then stood up and walked out of the reading room!

"Meng'er, where are you going?" Yan'er looked at Meng'er and asked if she wasn't walking in the direction of the dormitory.

"I'm going for a run, are you going?"

Mei'er looked at the sunset in the west, and thought of the slimy feeling after running, so she trembled and said, "Forget it, you better go by yourself!" I'm afraid to sweat! ”

"Roar, Le Meier, you're afraid of sweating when you run, so how did you play basketball before? You don't have to sweat a sweat to play basketball! ”

"Isn't that because of sweating and being afraid? When I think about it, I thought I was stupid, why did I join the school basketball team? ”

"It's not because ...... is a nymphomaniac"

“……”

Meng'er looked at the two of them helplessly, and walked away while talking back. Don't let you run, just wait for me next to me! He sighed and walked to the playground. After another five laps, I was a little out of breath. I haven't run for more than a week, and my physical fitness has dropped significantly.

After Meng'er finished running, she wanted to come here to have a look, but she didn't expect to be able to hear such a beautiful piano sound.

The man sat at the piano, and he couldn't see his expression, but his slender fingers fluttering on the keys. The afterglow of the setting sun surrounded him in circles and circles. Let Meng'er feel that this is a mirage, and it will disappear when you stretch out your hand.

The piano stopped, and he looked back; Gaze, meet in the air; Time, instantaneously stopped. It's like he's traveled thousands of years to find her, but unfortunately, everything is just a fantasy.

In the end, it was Meng'er who came back to his senses first: "Boss! She didn't understand why he was in this school, and she met him twice in this classroom.

"Is class over?" Meng'er saw that he had changed the domineering and serious appearance he saw on the set, and he looked approachable.

"Well, there are no classes in the afternoon!" Meng'er stood at the door, neither walking, nor standing, feeling cramped and uneasy.

"No class, come and talk to me!" He beckoned to Meng'er, who walked over to the empty seat beside him and sat down. "In the blink of an eye, they have all grown up......"

"Huh??" He teased her three times and twice, but when the words came out of his mouth in earnest. Meng'er felt that this was as weird as it was.

Meng'er looked at him in surprise, the tip of her nose brushed the tip of her nose, Meng'er's stunned eyes stared at the smiling eyes, each other's breathing and breathing were entangled, teasing Meng'er's face, feeling numb and itchy.

Meng'er was shocked, hurriedly stepped back, and twisted her head to the piano score, and saw the piano score of "Autumn Whispers". She still remembers Du Niang's description of this song like this: a fairy tale in autumn, a warm and splendid autumn, maybe an afternoon, or a red leaf, in every note, quietly tasting a cup of afternoon tea in autumn.

"Meng'er, be my girlfriend!" These words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and Meng'er sat there stiffly. "Don't run away from my eyes, I don't believe you don't have feelings for me, Meng'er!" A pair of slightly cold hands straightened Meng'er's face.

She looked at that god-like face, could she believe his words? They had only known each other for a month, and Meng'er didn't know anything about him other than that he was her boss. They don't know each other, so how can people who don't know each other be together?

"That's your delusion! I won't like you! Meng'er looked at him and said word by word, even if he wasn't the king, it was still impossible!

"yes? The only thing you will always like is your brother! The hands holding her face suddenly increased. However, he still did not notice her frowning brows, revealing discomfort. is just blindly immersed in his own world, his eyes exude a sharp light, and he has completely lost the warmth and kindness just now.

"Tell me, what is he better than me?" He didn't expect at all that he didn't even occupy a place in Meng'er's heart, and what occupied the place in her heart was a face similar to him, the man who was the king who didn't belong to this border.

"Let go of me!" Meng'er tore at his hands hard, trying to pull his hands away. It's a pity that the strength of men and women is too disparity, and her pull is just a grasshopper shaking a tree.

Seeing that his face was about to get closer again, recalling the photo on the post bar, Meng'er's hand uncontrollably, snapped, and hit him in the face fiercely.

Yan Yi's hand was slapped away by this slap, the frost on his face was solemn, and the hand that let go clenched his fist and put it at his side. He was afraid that he would not be able to control it, so he would spread out the fist and slap it on the face of the little woman opposite. When the time comes, it will hurt in her face, but it will hurt in his heart.

Meng'er trembled and withdrew her hand that was still there, shook her body to her feet, and walked out step by step.

At the corner, at the top of the stairs, Meng'er finally softened and sat down on the stairs. In the classroom, the sound of the piano is poignant and desolate, turning a thousand times, winding out of the complicated world, and explaining the vicissitudes of the world......

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