Qianjiao was silent, she stared at Jiang Yunli, her mind was spinning rapidly, organizing the language, how to refuse so that she would not be quiet and deliberate, and not hurt his young heart?

The waiter pushed the dining cart to the table, served the dish respectfully and carefully, and after introducing the name of the dish, bowed 30 degrees and said in French: "Happy dining." ”

Qianjiao was still pondering the wording, slightly distracted, and at a glance, foie gras and crepes were dotted with a layer of finely chopped green onions, this is a French leek, although it is different from Chinese green onions, but mainly with the word green onions, she was all put on death row, and was about to pick out the leeks, Jiang Yunli took a step ahead of her, holding chopsticks with her white and slender fingers, stretched out in front of her, and carefully and thoughtfully picked out the leeks for her.

Qianjiao looked at him quietly, his expression was focused and serious, and his movements were meticulous and gentle, as if he was doing a sacred thing.

After a while, he finally picked all the leeks clean, and said to her with a smile, "Okay." ”

Qianjiao lowered her eyes in a little panic, took a deep breath, and told herself to be calm, to be calm.

But she just couldn't calm down, as long as Jiang Yunli smiled at her, she couldn't help but beat her heart faster.

No, it's really abnormal, she has to control it.

Qianjiao slowly sat up straight, calmly held the knife and fork, went to cut the French foie gras in front of her, lowered her eyes, and looked calm and indifferent: "I can't go, I'll be busy next week." ”

As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to freeze suddenly, and she could feel the burning gaze from Jiang Yunli, staring at her so hard that her scalp was numb.

Until she couldn't bear it anymore, she raised her head and looked at him, but was shocked by his expression.

The afterglow faded, the night was hazy, the faint blue sky was flickering with stars, they sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, the street lamps downstairs were dim, the neon brilliance outside the window, the bright lights were cast through the glass, his face was immersed in the sea of lights, the loss and gloom in his eyes were infinitely magnified, he pursed his lips, and the grievances were pitiful as if he had been abandoned: "Other classmates have family members, but I don't." ”

Qianjiao: "....."

Jiang Yunli's words made her can't help but think of a very popular stalk some time ago: The other children have gone home, when will you pick me up?

His appearance is like a forgotten pet, helpless and weak, and distressing.

He is like this, Qianjiao's heart is very uncomfortable, and he pulls it as if something is pulling, which is very unbearable.

She thought that Jiang Yunli was only 18 years old, and he was also a child who had just grown up, the same age as Qianfan, Qianfan was cared for by her sister, and she was carefree about eating, drinking, and having fun all day long.

The heart softened.

Even though reason has been reminding her that she can't be soft-hearted, ruthless, and decisive, her selfish desires still break out of the cage and control her.

She finally compromised: "What time is next week?" ”

These words swept away Jiang Yunli's original loneliness in an instant, and he looked at her with a look of surprise and surprise, flattered: "Do you want to come?" ”

Qianjiao was helpless: "Hmm." ”

The corners of Jiang Yunli's mouth couldn't help but rise: "Next Thursday, ten o'clock in the morning." ”

Qianjiao nodded: "Okay, got it." ”

Jiang Yunli hooked the corners of his mouth, and his pure smile suddenly became a bit successful, and he was complacent in his heart.

I know that the trick of pretending to be pitiful is absolutely good, hehehe.

Qianjiao finished the meal with a complicated mood, and Jiang Yunli was sweet, with a smile on her face throughout the whole process, and the two ended the dinner thoughtfully.

Qianjiao drove Jiang Yunli back to school, Jiang Yunli glanced at the little sheep doll hanging on the car key before getting out of the car, his heart was soft, he resisted the crazy urge to hug her crazy kiss, and whispered: "That day, you want to wear the shoes I gave you." ”

After speaking, he opened the car door and got out of the car: "Be careful on the road, see you next week." ”

See you next week..... It's full of three words of expectation.

But Qianjiao felt very heavy, every time she saw him, she could clearly perceive the change in her mood.

Dangerous.

That's all I have in my head.

If she continues like this, she will be really dangerous.

*

Since dinner that day, Jiang Yunli and Qianjiao have not seen each other again, Jiang Yunli wants to be with Qianjiao all the time, thinking about her every day, wanting to see her, but he also knows how to measure, everything can't be inches, you have to know how to advance and retreat, Qianjiao said that she would be very busy during this time, and he would not be stupid enough to annoy her, just occasionally send her a few messages, and then record a video of singing and send it to the circle of friends to brush up on her sense of existence.

In the past few days, he also wants to be in a state of calmness, calm and calm, every day except for class, the rest of the time is soaked in the instrument room, holding the guitar, humming the tune in his mouth, and when he has inspiration, he immediately writes on paper, and the melody and lyrics are fused to make a complete tune.

Jiang Yunli looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looked forward to Thursday, the day of the art show.

He was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night, got up before dawn, stood in front of the closet, and made strokes on one set of clothes after another, not satisfied, feeling dissatisfied with any of them.

In the closet, a blue and white school uniform jacket hangs, and on the left chest is the school emblem of Kyoto No. 1 High School, and his name is underneath the school emblem.

This school uniform, which was lent to Qianjiao back then, has been kept like a treasure to this day.

If it weren't for the jokes he would have worn out, he would have worn this one.

After struggling for a long time, he finally wore only a simple white shirt and jeans, stood in front of the mirror and cut his hair, and finally sprayed a little men's perfume.

"Damn, I said Jiang Yunli, you won't be there, right?" Wang Yiyang was drowsy, opened his eyes with difficulty and glanced at Jiang Yunli, smelling a faint smell of perfume, Wang Yiyang looked helpless: "You really look like a girl, you get up and dress up so early in the morning, don't you just put on a show?" Why don't you stop rubbing some powder or something? ”

Jiang Yunli scolded with a smile: "Get out, you think everyone is as rough as you." ”

Wang Yiyang rolled his eyes for a century: "I haven't seen you so delicate before." ”

Jiang Yunli didn't speak, raised his wrist and looked at the time, it's almost eight o'clock, how can there be two hours.

He carried his guitar to the instrument room, put the written tune in front of him, and practiced it over and over again.

After practicing singing for two hours in the instrument room, I set off at half past nine to wait for Qianjiao at the school gate.

He carried his guitar on his back, smiled with peach blossom eyes, and walked leisurely along the boulevard, causing countless side glances, but he stared ahead indifferently, but only he knew how nervous he was.

Because today he's going to do something big.

Confess to Qianjiao.