Jiang Su paused for a moment, and the complicated feelings of the moment he saw the painting came to his heart again:

“…… It's what I was like when I was a kid. ”

Jiang Xuwan: "Although it is not exactly the same portrait, I know at a glance that it is what I looked like when I was a child. ”

It's like a lot of little secrets that are metaphors in every frame of the past, and only after time has passed, gone through thousands of sails, and things are different from people, do you discover their existence and understand their meaning.

If going to him is something that makes him reluctant and makes himself uncomfortable......

That's really sorry, because that's all I can do.

Just as he had come to his eighteen-year-old self with a secret.

Wei Ge, thank you for guarding me with secrets all those years.

This time, it's my turn to come to you with memories......

A sycamore leaf fell onto the windowsill of the piano room, and Qin Siyi's playing came to an abrupt end.

In this abruptly stopped music, Jiang Suwan came back to his senses from the clouds.

"Suwan, I know you just heard it and saw it." Qin Siyi's hand was still on the keys, but he didn't turn to look at Jiang Suwan.

With a deep sigh, Qin Siyi smiled lightly and spoke again: "It's so embarrassing...... Do you think I'm ...... Lose face? ”

turned around and looked at Jiang Suwan, and there was a strength in his eyes that no one could ignore - that kind of strength was a "pretense" disguised at a glance.

Jiang Suwan has always been a character who receives sympathy from others - her family background is miserable and her grandmother depends on each other, she works and studies, and her grades are extremely good - a proper Cinderella character.

And it seems that her existence must accept the so-called kind "sympathetic" gaze of everyone.

But it is in such a role that she has always felt some emotions imposed on her by others.

She hated those sympathies.

Everyone is experiencing their own perception or depression, there is no need to stand in your own perspective to sympathize with others, as a bystander, often most of the time "shut up" is the best choice.

So when Qin Siyi asked herself like this, she thought about it from her side, and felt that there was no need to show sympathy or anything like that.

As a kind of person in a sense, Jiang Suwan knew that Qin Siyi must not want to hear him say some high-sounding relief.

So in the piano room that day, Jiang Suwan just smiled and nodded, as if expressing something, and seemed to make some meanings become metaphors in the silence.

It can be seen that Qin Siyi is still waiting for his answer, and Jiang Suwan can only give the other party an answer in helplessness.

She said.

"You play very well."

So Qin Siyi smiled, laughing so much that tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

She understood what Jiang Xuwan meant - to be true to herself, and then to insist on love, in this way, no matter what, the facts will answer herself, because everything is self-evident after it is a matter of course.

"Thank you for your late stay."

"But...... Would you like to hear something on my mind? I've been trying to find someone to talk to, but no one has listened to me......"

"I really feel like I'm going to go crazy if I continue like this!" When it came to the most subtle loneliness in her heart, her hands were clenched into fists.

Jiang Suwan was reluctant to observe words and feelings, but Qin Siyi was an existence that was extremely easy to understand, so Jiang Suwan could feel the emotions transmitted by the other party almost instantly.

She raised her hand and looked at her watch, and said a little apologetically to reject Qin Siyi.

"I'm sorry, I'll talk about it when I have a chance later, class is coming soon."

Although she can sense the other person's emotions, it does not mean that she is obliged to be the other person's enlightener.

At this time, Jiang Suwan was already a little impatient, she didn't like people who were inch by inch.

Putting aside those "prejudices" against Qin Siyi, Jiang Suwan herself doesn't like people who are particularly familiar.

Qin Siyi called "Ah Wan" and "Su Wan" one by one, and she accepted it as forbearance enough.

"Ah, is that so? Okay then......" Qin Siyi saw that Jiang Su was going to leave late, and showed a particularly reluctant look.

Looking at her "exaggerated" reluctant expression, Jiang Suwan was stunned for a moment - I don't understand whether Qin Siyi cares so much about everything, or something else, in short, Jiang Suwan doesn't like her to show herself this kind of emotion that can only be conveyed between close friends.

She turned and walked out of the piano room without emotion, as if she had taken some of her inhibitions away.

However, in Qin Siyi's heart, there is indeed a different picture.

She got up and walked to the door of the piano room, and continued to watch Jiang Suwan walk farther and farther......

Sitting back in front of the piano, she raised her hand and started another compose about tenderness—

"The small southern town has no brilliance"

"Every time I come back here, I feel so calm."

“……”

The gentle sound of the piano is accompanied by the sweet singing, and the secret of the unknown surname is finally hidden in the corner of the stave by the ignorant teenagers.

……

Taking advantage of the last ten minutes, Jiang Xu ran back to the teaching building from the piano store and rushed to the third (21st) class of high school.

He had just stepped up the second staircase with his front foot, but he didn't want a tall figure in front of him to block him.

There was a basic guess in her mind, but she looked up and confirmed the fact.

"Weigo."

"You see if I listen to Ah Wan! I didn't follow you, I kept writing questions in the class......" with a look of waiting for praise on my face.

Jiang Suwan took another step up, and looked up to see that Wei Ge's fatigue was slightly relieved.

"Hmm......" She continued to take a step forward, standing on the same stairs as Wei Ge, and then facing him sideways at the same time.

"Just an 'huh'?!"

Wei Ge immediately expressed his dissatisfaction, "Don't you want to praise me? Say I'm doing a good job or something......"

Jiang Suwan looked at Wei Ge's state with great contrast: "Oh? Should it be like this? ”

Obviously, facing Qin Siyi in the piano room, immersed in Qin Siyi's music, it was a little uncomfortable.

But for some reason, now, in this small magnetic field with Wei Ge, I am inexplicably relieved, and even some shallow sleepiness continues to come up.

Wei Ge nodded again and again: "Yes, you see that you asked me not to follow you, I didn't follow, obviously a very obedient student, isn't it Teacher Jiang!" ”

Jiang Suwan: "Wei Ge, do you know, girls are duplicitous when they speak." ”

“…… That means I can continue to follow you in the future? An expectant gaze burst out of Wei Ge's eyes unabashedly.

Joy blossomed.

Jiang Suwan lowered her head slightly, her eyes fell to the ground, and her voice was a little hoarse:

"But I'm not."

“……”

In an instant, Wei Ge's words were all blocked, and he didn't know how to dissolve them.

"But-" Jiang Suwan raised his head, and he also smiled, "Well done, thank you Wei Ge." ”

Jiang Suwan: "I knew that Mr. Jiang would definitely praise me!" ”

Jiang Suwan: "But Wei Ge, you are now - answer me seriously as a friend - why are you in this state now?" ”

Jiang Suwan: "Like a child, do you already have this side, or is it a disguise of yours?" ”

Saying this, she also took a step forward to close the distance between the two, and stood on tiptoe to take a closer look at Wei Ge's gaze - Wei Ge was startled by Jiang Suwan's sudden breakthrough of the line, and almost subconsciously hugged her......

"Because I'm not happy to see you." Eventually, Wei Ge returned to his original state, uninhibited, or mature.

Between the eyes is the complexity and profundity of ups and downs, sometimes upward, sometimes deep.

Jiang Suwan prefers Wei Ge in this state.

Maybe it's because when he first saw him, he showed himself this look, as if he was looking at a memory.

"When I see you're unhappy, I think I'm going to do something to make you happy." Wei Ge stretched out his index finger and tapped the corner of Jiang Suwan's mouth, "When you don't laugh, I'll be very worried." ”

Jiang Suwan: "But I just laughed." ”

Wei Ge shook his head, moved his hand up, stretched out his thumb and gently stroked Jiang Suwan's eyebrows:

"There's a wrinkle here, stupid."

Jiang Suwan's face instantly turned red, and he panicked and retreated back urgently.

"Let's go back." After saying that, he left Wei Ge with a back that he hurriedly fled.

Wei Ge chuckled helplessly, "It's obviously a child, but I want to pretend to be an adult." ”

“…… So stupid. ”

……

The fourth class is Ms. Zhu Wenjing's Chinese class, and the Chinese teacher has always been in charge of the cultural media - the class's newspapers and columns are arranged by her classmates.

More than a week has passed, and October is the National Day.

Zhu Wenjing, who wanted to leave directly with the book, glanced at the chalk marks that had been diluted by a summer vacation, and shook his head.

"It's a little late." She walked to Jiang Su's desk and pointed to the blackboard behind her.

"The National Day is coming, and you will have a holiday at that time, can you find time to get this blackboard newspaper idea?"

"Yes, teacher." Jiang Suwan nodded, because in the past, the blackboard newspaper was completed by her alone, and it came out quickly and beautifully.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you!"

"Well, goodbye, teacher."

When Teacher Zhu left the class, the representative of the Chinese class sent the last weekly diary to the students.

"Eh, how many A's did you take in Zhou Ji?"

"This semester has just begun."

"I said the previous one, last semester."

"Anyway, most of them are B+s, and there's an A+."

The students were discussing their weekly grades enthusiastically, and they felt that most of them had forgotten to go to lunch.

"Oh my God, you're A+ again!"

"People are more popular than people!"

The leader of Jiang Suwan's group sent down the weekly notes as texts one by one, because they were opened and stacked together, so one could see a person's achievements for each copy.

Naturally, when Jiang Suwan's team leader sent it to Jiang Suwan, he saw the long comments and big red A+ at the back of her composition.

Jiang Suwan has always been very good at composition, and in every big and small exam, Chinese composition is almost the first in the whole grade, which is not surprising in everyone's opinion.