Xia Suyuan opened her mouth and didn't say the name in her heart.

**

Who else could it be? Du Yuzhou.

Xia Suyuan thought of Du Yuzhou, who sang in the underground passage every day when he hadn't arrived at school before.

I can't think about it, but in just a few months, things seem to have changed a lot. A few months ago, she never thought that she would meet him again.

Or to his cell phone number.

But a few months later, it all came true. She could even greet him like a friend.

"That...... Do you have a shelf for scores? ”

When sending the message, Xia Suyuan's mind was full of the sunset, and the boy holding the guitar and singing at the entrance of the underground passage.

Wu Qianning on the bed looked at the little girl holding the mobile phone with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and suddenly understood something: "Could it be that you are talking about Du Yuzhou?" ”

Xia Suyuan raised her head when she heard her inquiry: "Yes." ”

The others in the dormitory only knew Du Yuzhou, but they didn't know that Du Yuzhou could play the guitar.

There is only Wu Qianning, because Xia Suyuan told her before.

"He had a score when you met him?" Wu Qianning asked.

……

"Nope."

"That ......"

Xia Suyuan interrupted her: "Maybe he has it when he practices?" ”

Playing the guitar also requires practice.

As he was talking, there was a "buzzing" sound from the mobile phone on the bed. Xia Suyuan reached over and picked up the phone, and was about to answer it, when she saw the caller ID on it at a glance.

"I ......"

Xia Suyuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva. She trembled and her eyes glazed over.

"What's wrong?"

Wu Qianning expressed curiosity about the girl's frightened expression.

Xia Suyuan picked up the phone, and the screen was facing her.

"Poof—"

Wu Qianning spit water for the second time today.

"Pick it up!" She tugged at her hand in the air, eager to help Xia Suyuan pick up the phone, "Du Yuzhou's call!" Hurry up and pick it up! ”

However, the girl with the mobile phone is still hesitant.

She even held her breath, her eyes unblinking, staring at the names flashing on it.

Wu Qianning looked anxious: "You hurry up and take it!" Don't you want to talk to Du Yuzhou the most? Say! ”

The girl was in a complicated mood, looking at the mobile phone in her hand like a time bomb.

The thumb trembled and pressed answer.

Du Yuzhou's voice over there was magnetic: "Hey? ”

The little heart that Xia Suyuan lifted stood in the air, and she couldn't fall down at all. She pondered for a long time, and then responded in Wu Qianning's affirmation.

“…… Well. ”

Thump.

Thump.

The sound of a heartbeat is like a heavy object falling into water.

However, the boy over there didn't care whether she was excited or panicked at this time, and went straight to the point: "What do you want to do with the music rack?" ”

Du Yuzhou's idea is actually very simple.

Xia Suyuan, whom he knew, couldn't play the guitar again, and he didn't seem to have heard of playing other musical instruments, and now he suddenly wanted to borrow a music stand, he must have encountered something. The text message can't say a word or two, so it's better to make a phone call and ask for clarification.

The girl said: "At our school's orientation party, there is a violin player in the program of our class newspaper. As a result, she only brought the piano and not the music stand. Now I'm going to practice, so ......"

The girl was only halfway through her speech, and her voice sounded a little soft.

Du Yuzhou only felt a little abnormal, but he didn't know what was wrong.

He asked, "Don't you have a music stand in your school's rehearsal room or others?" ”