Chapter 117: Who Are You Playing?

Due to the increasing number of little fan girls who were besieged, in order not to cause a bigger sensation, Jiang Yunli could only hide in the nanny car, and the two bodyguard brothers stood in front of the car like janitors, making the little fan girl discouraged.

Ziran and a few other assistants went up to the dormitory building to help Jiang Yunli pack up his things, Jiang Yunli used to go home every weekend, so he didn't have many things left in the school, and he cleaned up relatively quickly, but the musical instruments were more cumbersome, there were more than a dozen guitars alone, electric guitars, folk guitars, classical guitars, acoustic guitars, and then musical keyboards, and there was a big push for different types.

Jiang Yunli's roommates were not there, and they all went to class.

Ziran folded Jiang Yunli's clothes one by one and put them in the suitcase, and when she received the last school uniform jacket left, seeing the familiar coat, the memories of the junior high school days were instantly stimulated and echoed in her mind.

She remembered vaguely but unforgettable fragments in a trance, her back table was Jiang Yunli, Jiang Yunli had a cold temperament, and she had always spoken little in the class, even if she sat at Jiang Yunli's front table, their communication was still very little, but she communicated with Jiang Yunli's table mate for a lot ......

She remembered that the boring history class was always arranged in the first period of the afternoon, which was boring, and then in the tired afternoon, most of the classmates dozed off, whenever this time, the person sitting behind her would always gently pull her hair to drive away her sleepiness, she turned around, Qianfan's seat was by the window, the sun hit him faintly through the blinds, he was particularly dazzling, he raised his chin at her, ruffian and arrogant: "Superior, I will take you to the score, this thing next to her also sleeps to death, boring to death soon." ”

He actually doesn't play mobile games, a senior terminal game player said that mobile games are too simple and not challenging, but I don't know how many afternoons, she is always pulled by him to play mobile games.

"Give me the uniform, I'll take it myself."

Just as Ziran was still immersed in his memories, a low and indifferent voice suddenly sounded overhead.

Zi Ran immediately came back to her senses, looked up in a panic, and saw Jiang Yunli in front of her, she handed the school uniform jacket to Jiang Yunli, after adjusting her mood, Zi Ran looked outside, and the bodyguard brother was guarding the door, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Boss, you better go back to the car and stay, don't move around." ”

Jiang Yunli carefully folded the school uniform jacket, then turned around and walked out leisurely with the school uniform jacket.

Ziran shook her head, after adjusting her state, she continued to tidy up her things, her clothes had been packed, she pulled up her suitcase, and then put a guitar on both shoulders, dragging a bulky suitcase out of the dormitory slowly.

Actually, it's not too heavy, but the box is too big, and the guitar is a bit of a hindrance, so it's a bit troublesome to walk.

But there is no way, it's late now, after going to the new apartment, I have to organize all these things, and I still have to rush to the recording studio to record songs in the afternoon, and the action is not a little more numb, it will be too late in the afternoon, Jiang Li should scold her.

So if you take more performance at a time, you can get more performance.

Walking out of the dormitory, walking to the staircase, dragging the suitcase down the stairs with difficulty, a pair of dark brown co-branded Gaobang barbed sneakers suddenly broke into her sight, Ziran paused, staring at these shoes fixedly, she used to be particularly fond of sneakers for a while, and even the laces in front of her exuded an expensive smell.

Just when Ziran stared at the sneakers in a daze, the person standing in front of him spoke: "Don't you go to school just to be a nanny for others?" ”

To put it nicely, a celebrity assistant, to put it mildly, it's a nanny.

His tone was obviously faint, but she just heard the ridicule and sneer.

At this time, Ziran slowly raised his head to look at him, and said without emotion: "I didn't go to college." ”

Look, it turns out that it's not difficult to say, it's not as difficult to say as she imagined.

Qian Fan seemed a little unexpected, and frowned: "You lied to me? ”

After all, Ziran couldn't stand his scrutinizing eyes, and she looked away: "I never told you that I went to college. ”

Qianfan's face sank and looked at her coldly.

Ziran lifted the suitcase, staggered him down a step, and happened to be standing side by side with him on the same staircase, her feet just stretched out to take another step, he spoke again and asked, "That day, why didn't you come?" Even if you can't come here, shouldn't you give me an explanation? Who are you playing? ”

Suddenly mentioning the incident three years ago, Zi Ran's face changed, he mooed, but his hand clenched involuntarily, he looked up at him again, his eyes were calm, and he answered the question: "Qianfan, not everyone is born with a golden key like you." ”

He casually took a pair of shoes, which was her salary for several months of exhaustion.

The disparity between the rich and the poor in this society is too great, at the same age, she entered the society in high school, but he eats, drinks and has fun every day, carefree, thinking about what kind of entertainment projects to burn money today.

This is the gap, a chasm that she will never be able to cross in her life.

Ziran's steps quickened and he went down the stairs.

Qian Fan didn't speak anymore, he looked at her condescendingly, looking at her short hair.

Ziran in the memory has long black hair, black and straight, tied in a high ponytail, with obedient Qi bangs on her forehead, her ponytail swaying playfully from side to side when she walks, he always can't help but play with her hair, she sits at his right front table, and often pulls her hair to talk to her when she is bored in class, at first she will stare at him angrily, but after all, she dares to be angry and dare not speak, until she gets used to it, as soon as he pulls her hair, she turns her head very calmly, and asks him what is the matter.

After so many years, she seems to have changed, not only in her hairstyle.

In the past, Ziran was shy, quiet, well-behaved like a little sheep, and even her voice was soft, and when he teased her, he blushed like two persimmons.

She won't be as calm as she was just now, it's like a pool of stagnant water.

Even if she released the pigeon at the beginning, but after so many years, he also let go, didn't he? And yesterday's unexpected reunion, he actually didn't have much floating, but I don't know why, seeing her slender body carrying a large bag of luggage, he felt that he was on fire, and he didn't read a good book.

Maybe maybe he was stimulated by Qianjiao's matter, he urgently needed to find an outlet, and took this opportunity to ask out the confusion he had been feeling for years.

Anyway, Ziran owes him, and she still owes him an explanation and an apology.

Explain why you didn't come to the appointment in the first place.

When he apologized, he secretly flew back to Kyoto from London to find her without telling everyone, but she lost contact without warning.