Yelan smiled and looked at him again, "By the way, do you want to buy a few clothes yourself?" ”

Song Qiguang thought for a while, "Take a look, buy what you like." ”

Yelan nodded.

Song Qiguang is a typical online shopper, he never goes to a clothing store, and it is impossible for him to come all the way to this kind of shopping mall, and he buys what he likes on the Internet, and closes the web page when he buys the required number, so there will be no hesitation as she said.

In fact, Yelan didn't spend a long time shopping today, only two and a half hours, Song Qiguang felt very relaxed, her vision was very good, and the clothes she picked out were very fashionable and suitable for her, he liked this feeling of buying clothes with her, because if he liked her, he would like to see her more beautiful.

When Yelan tried on clothes, Song Qiguang also went to the men's clothing counter to look at himself, and when today's shopping was over, he carried a total of eight bags in his hand, which were Yelan's five and his three, walking behind her and feeling that he really didn't look like her boyfriend, but more like a follower.

Yelan still blinked and asked him, "Are you tired, why don't I take it myself." ”

Song Qiguang smiled slightly, as if he was saying a cliché, "I'm not tired, I'll be fine." ”

Yelan smiled happily and cleared her throat, "Well, you can put these things on the first floor and store them, and then we will go shopping elsewhere and have something to eat, we don't have classes tonight, and there will be choreography after that, let's go back around seven o'clock, okay?" ”

"Okay."

After storing the clothes, the two went to the jewelry store again, bought some hairpin earrings and the like that Yelan liked, and then went to dinner, and returned to school at seven o'clock, obviously Song Qiguang's dormitory was close, and he still sent Yelan and her things downstairs to her dormitory very responsibly.

Yelan took all his bags with both hands, raised his eyes and smiled at him, "Thank you today, we'll see you in an hour and a half." ”

"Okay."

Song Qiguang wanted to hurry back to the bedroom to take a shower, and rest for a while when he went to bed......

Yelan's choreography has been basically completed by now, and she is practicing over and over again during evening rehearsals to see if there is something she feels is not good and needs to be revised, and what Song Qiguang needs to do is to watch her from the sidelines.

The senior sister is still very serious and careful when doing business, and she will not joke like they usually do when they are together, Song Qiguang feels that she has a minister's temperament at this time, and always looks at her meticulous appearance with admiration.

The two of them did the same thing tonight as before, but at nine o'clock, two people suddenly walked over to Song Qiguang, and when he fixed his eyes, it turned out to be Ning Qi and He Jia.

"Hey, why are you here?" Song Qiguang was very surprised, but he greeted them with a smile, this was the first time he had seen them during rehearsals.

"Let's see how you're doing, and treat you by the way." Ning Qi said and gestured to the bag in his hand, which seemed to contain a lot of food.

When they came to Song Qiguang's side, Yelan was still practicing along with the music, Ning Qi handed him a bottle of orange juice and looked at Yelan, "Is this the dance you want to perform?" ”

"yes, how are you looking at Sister Yelan's dance?"

"Let's eat something first." He Jia didn't answer, but handed him a bag of beef jerky.

This is the first time that Song Qiguang has eaten and drunk during rehearsals, and they are also the first audience to come to see him, the two girls looked at the other rehearsals with interest and asked him what they were performing, and Song Qiguang told them everything he knew.

Two minutes later, after practicing once, Yelan came to them and said to the two girls, "You guys are here." ”

Song Qiguang looked at her, but the girl didn't look at him, just looked at the two girls with a smile in her eyebrows, Jiayi took out a banana and handed it to her, "Sister Yelan, eat some." ”

"No," she said, waving her hand, "you eat, I'm going to keep practicing, and if you see me there's anything wrong with your steps, please tell me." ”

"Okay."

After Yelan finished speaking, she continued to practice, Song Qiguang always felt that her polite tone sounded really uncomfortable, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he chatted with the two girls again.

After tonight's rehearsal, Song Qiguang and the two sent Yelan back to the dormitory, and then sent the two girls, and when he was finally the only one left, he recalled the previous incident, only to find that he hadn't said a word to Yelan since Ning Qi and He Jia arrived, and even sent her back to the dormitory, it was always the two girls who were talking, and she never spoke.

Song Qiguang was a little helpless and shook his head.

The next day was Wednesday, and it was the same day as Monday, and Song Qiguang naturally didn't have time to find Yelan, but when the day was about to end, he was sure that she hadn't sent him a single text message that day.

It's a strange thing, since they confirmed that the evening would be a collaborative performance, the girl would send him a text message every day to inform him of the time and place of the choreography, and it never stopped, but why did he suddenly break this routine today?

Song Qiguang was very puzzled, but there was no way to ask her, Yelan should have slept at this time, and he was only full of doubts, he was not in the mood to surf the Internet at all, and he couldn't calm down when he fell asleep.

Song Qiguang's spirit was not very good when he was in class on Thursday morning, and Lin Jiang and Ning Qi, who found out about this, came to ask him the reason, but he naturally couldn't tell the truth, he just said that he didn't sleep well last night.

This was until noon, after lunch, Song Qiguang rested on the bed for a while, feeling that his mood was still very low, and when he took his mobile phone to find the girl's phone number, he felt an unspeakable discomfort in his heart, not to experience it personally, he really didn't know that just her act of ignoring me yesterday would make him lose until now.

Sighing lightly, Song Qiguang still dialed Yelan's phone.

"Hey." The voice was calm, not cold or warm, like answering a call from someone you didn't know.

Song Qiguang took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound normal, "Are you free in the afternoon?" Let's go play badminton, we haven't played in days. ”

"No, I want to rest in my dorm room today, I don't want to go out."

"You ......" Ye Lan said this sentence so that Song Qiguang had too many words to say at the same time in an instant, are you uncomfortable? What happened to you? And also...... Are you mad at me? But these questions were all because of the girl's cold attitude and there was no way to say it, Song Qiguang thought about it, and asked again, "Will the choreography continue that night?" ”

"Go on."

"I see, goodbye." Song Qiguang hung up the phone after speaking.

Putting down the phone, he sat on the bed, and for a while he really didn't know where to go, and he suddenly felt very angry in his heart, and he didn't like this inexplicable attitude, and he didn't like that he was so easily affected by her because he cared about her.

Song Qiguang only sat for a few seconds before he took his mobile phone again, called Ning Qi, and asked her if she wanted to play badminton with her, and then notified He Jia in the same way, and then went out with a racket and a cylinder.

Today is the last day of October, the weather has become colder and colder recently, and the sky is also very deep and gloomy like in late autumn, but Song Qiguang felt a lot better when he walked out of the bedroom, and the slightly cold breeze blowing was even more comfortable.

When he came to the badminton court, the two girls hadn't come yet, he was bored and began to juggle the ball by himself, and soon after the two came to him, Ning Qi asked curiously in the first sentence, "Why didn't you go with Sister Yelan today?" ”

Song Qiguang took back the ball and spread her hands, "She said she wanted to rest in the dormitory and didn't want to go out." ”

"That's weird," the two looked at each other, "isn't she usually happy to play with you?" ”

"Maybe, she's not feeling well," Song Qiguang smiled, "Okay, is it the two of you who want to play a game first or who wants to fight me?" ”

"Then I'll fight you." After Ning Qi finished speaking, he took the racket he handed over.

sent the badminton to the other party, but Song Qiguang didn't have the pleasure of playing at any time before, because he once thought that the girl's failure to come out might really be a physical problem, but now he feels that it is not so simple.

According to their current relationship, even if she is uncomfortable, she should have to complain to him or pity him, they will talk a lot, and her tone should also contain all kinds of feelings, that is, she should not treat him as a stranger as she does now.

This shows that the girl is really messing with him for some reasons that he doesn't know......

Song Qiguang was with the two girls until half past eight in the evening, and after playing badminton for a few hours, they had dinner together, and then they walked around the campus and went to the Mercury Cafe to chat, what they used to do with Yelan was replaced by their feeling very different, Song Qiguang will not feel sweet but will not be depressed, this shallow joy makes people very comfortable, and when it was time to go to the choreography, the three of them left the café, and at the door Song Qiguang asked them if they wanted to continue to watch the rehearsal.

"Let's send you over, we'll go back in half an hour, I'll hold your racket for you." He Jia said.

"Okay, I'll give it to you when I get to the door of Xinghe Tower."

Song Qiguang arrived at the rehearsal site and saw that Yelan had come, this was the first time he had seen her in two days, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotionally that the two days were really slow, and after he walked to her, the girl didn't smile as usual, just pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at him, "You're here." ”

Was this done on purpose for him? Song Qiguang controlled his emotions and looked at her, "What's wrong with you today?" ”

The girl looked at him again and shook her head slightly, "Not much, it's just not in a good mood." ”

"Why are you in a bad mood?"

"It's not a big deal."

"......" Song Qiguang didn't know what to say anymore, she didn't want to talk to him about something, but he didn't have a position to ask about their current relationship, why did this person suddenly do this? ?

Song Qiguang stared at her, his brows furrowed, but he couldn't say a word, the girl didn't look at him again, just said, "Okay, I'm going to start practicing." "I distanced myself from him.

Cheng Yelan put the mobile phone on the small stool on the side to play music, Song Qiguang stood aside and watched, obviously this choreographer should also participate in the opinion girl but didn't say a word to him, just rehearsed some movements with the music repeatedly, Song Qiguang felt that he was standing here stupidly now like a joke.

Half an hour later, Ning Qi and He Jia came over again, Song Qiguang was really happy to see them, Yelan said hello to them and continued his practice and stopped talking, Song Qiguang was eating and chatting with them like yesterday, so after ten minutes, he suddenly heard a familiar voice exclaim, followed by a dull sound of people falling to the ground, almost all the people in the entire dance hall were attracted by this sound, and he subconsciously looked at the source of the sound, I found that my heart stopped beating for a moment......

"Yelan!" In the next second, Song Qiguang rushed over and helped the half-lying man up into his arms, and asked eagerly, "Yelan, where did you fall?" Does it hurt? ”

How could she fall? Song Qiguang's heart was heartbroken, and he hugged her to know where she was hurt, but the girl didn't give me an answer immediately, raised her head to look at me, with a very complicated meaning in her eyes, and then gently lowered her head, leaned on his shoulder, and whispered, "It's okay, but I accidentally twisted my foot, and it doesn't hurt very much." ”

"Hurry up." Song Qiguang quickly helped her to stand up, still feeling that the distress had not eased at all, and couldn't help complaining, "You are really, no matter how you dance, you will fall," he held back, "Can you still practice now?" I'll take you back to your dormitory. ”

Song Qiguang's hand was still supporting her, the girl nodded, Song Qiguang asked He Jia to hand Yelan's mobile phone to her, and helped her walk forward.

Just walked out of the dance hall and went downstairs, the two of them walked very slowly, Song Qiguang kept supporting her, and he didn't know what to say to her.

The wind at night was a little cold, and now it was time to put on a coat, Song Qiguang's hands had been exposed to the wind, and gradually became a little painful, but he still gently supported the girl, and her pace seemed to be gradually returning to normal.

Neither of them spoke, just walked to the downstairs of Yelan's dormitory, the school stipulates that boys are not allowed to enter the girls' dormitory, not to mention that it is night, he has to sigh lightly, "I can only send you here, can you go up yourself?" Do you want to call a senior sister from your dormitory to come down and pick you up? ”

"No need," the girl looked at him, "I can go myself, thank you." ”

"It's okay," Song Qiguang thought about the entanglement in his heart for her that day, and was really helpless, "You go back and have a good rest, call me if you have anything, I'll go first." ”

"Okay."

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