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When the plums are yellow and ripe, there is a light rain in Jiangcheng, the rain is soft and slender, and the campus is swimming with various flower folding umbrellas.

Zhongshan doesn't like the rainy season in Jiangcheng, grinding and chirping lingering, every day when you go out, you have to wear a pair of rain boots and an umbrella, unlike the thundershowers in the summer in the hometown of Qingshan, followed by lightning and thunder after the dark wind, and the rain will be clear immediately after the day.

In the public foreign language class in the morning, Fang Jing secretly stuffed a note to Zhong Shan, saying that there was no class in the afternoon, and he could go to the Bell Tower Park to listen to the rain after school. Listening to the rain, what a poetic proposal, Zhong Shan looked out the window, and suddenly felt that the rainy season in Jiangcheng was not so annoying.

After class, Fang Jing stood outside the classroom and waited for Zhong Shan, deliberately put his flower folding umbrella in his schoolbag, and shared an umbrella with Zhong Shan. Zhong Shan asked if he wanted to be accompanied by music when he listened to the rain? Shall I go back to my dorm and get my guitar? Fang Jing clapped her hands again and again, saying that this idea is good. The two of them walked in the direction of Wushe.

went upstairs to get a guitar, and the two simply ate a bowl of noodles at the snack bar at the school gate, and then walked towards the Bell Tower Park.

On a rainy day, there were almost no visitors to the Bell Tower Park, so the two bought tickets and slowly sat down at a small pavilion in the park. The rain rustled down on a plantain leaf outside the pavilion, making a rhythmic ticking sound. A breeze blew, and the sound of the tinkling of copper bells came from the bell tower, if there was nothing, like a dream, and the drizzle on the face was like fog, like rain and like wind. Zhong Shan couldn't help but gently pluck the guitar strings in his arms, and the classical guitar songs of "Fantasia", "Romance" and "Romance of Love" flowed one after another between his fingers, and the dreamlike music style blended with the natural sound around him. Zhong Shan's mind came up with the small bridges, flowing water, and people in the ancient town at noon that spring day, as well as the girl in a white dress with long hair fluttering like a fairy descending from the earth...... A mist rose in Fang Jing's beautiful eyes, just like the small pool of Qingshan houses reflected in the mist of the town. The guitar fell, and the two hugged each other tightly.

The rain is still rustling, the rain is ticking and ticking, the wind chimes on the bell tower are intermittent, and the two young hearts have a strong resonance at the same frequency.

After a long time, Fang Jing seemed to remember something, raised his head, and looked at Zhong Shan: "I don't have to worry about Lao Wan's harassment, he has a new girlfriend." ”

Zhong Shan looked at Fang Jing, whose cheeks were flushed and the delicate and lovely ones had not faded, and said in his heart, are you his old girlfriend? He didn't say anything, but continued to look at her affectionately, waiting for the following.

"It's Du Fangfei from the Chinese language and literature class."

Du Fangfei Zhong Shan knew. Many nights, when the roommates in room 405 were bored and had a "sleeper meeting", everyone lined up the female classmates of this grade according to their appearances, the first was Fang Jing, the second was Du Fangfei, one was as beautiful as a hibiscus, and the other was as beautiful as a peony, and said that Fang Jing was already famous and had a master, and I don't know which one would pick this flower first. Because of his special relationship with Fang Jing, Zhong Shan paid special attention to Du Fangfei, a round face as white and tender as a porcelain doll, who happened to be combed with a doll's head, big eyes and double eyelids looked very smart, and his eyebrows were thick and short, revealing naughty, a little like Li Xiuzhi in the movie "Wrangler". For this Du Fangfei, Zhong Shan also loves it in his heart, and even has a feeling of love like a little sister. Du Fangfei happens to be the youngest of her classmates, and everyone often teases Xu Jianjian, saying that Du Fangfei is the same as the old seven-year-old, and the seventh child has to hurry up and launch an offensive against her, lest this flower be pinched away by others, we are your strong backing.

Hearing that Lao Wan chased Du Fangfei, Zhong Shan was upset and said: "Lao Wan is really spicy, and such a young girl will not let go." ”

Seeing Zhong Shan's expression of pity and pity, Fang Jing's heart was faintly filled with jealousy, and said, "It's not too young, I'm 18 years old, and I'm an adult." Besides, don't look at this little girl's age, she is very bold in doing things. ”

Facing Fang Jing's rare mean appearance, Zhong Shan was even more surprised.