Lianxi reluctantly looked away from the book, and looked at the girl who looked for her on the surface, but was actually proud to show off.

She forgot that Mengyou is also a piano expert, and the piano is level ten.

"Okay, then you can give me the spot." Lianxi secretly sighed, she had only been beaten for a few days, and she forgot the pain after the scar, and she didn't bother to fight again.

The words that promised simply made Mengyou not know how to speak for a while.

She bit her lip, looking wronged, and it looked like she was forced to do this, "Okay, okay, I'll try my best to tell the teacher." ”

Lianxi didn't react, and quietly watched her performance.

Mengyou really continued: "Huanhuan, go back and apologize to your father, you haven't been home for so many days, and you have no money, how dangerous it is for a girl to be alone outside, should you be ...... by Ling Yi?"

She paused here, her eyes ready to speak, as if she didn't say what was going on in her eyes because she was afraid of her rippling face.

With a rippled wooden face, do you dare to finish the words, how many meanings do you mean by saying half of it and half of it leads people to reverie?

Although the classmates around her didn't dare to speak ill of her as unscrupulously as before, they were also whispering, and their eyes were full of disdain and envy when they looked at the ripples.

despises him for living by seducing men, and envies that the person she seduces is Ling Yi.

At this time, if it was a girl with a fragile heart like the original owner, her mentality would have collapsed long ago.

Ripple took out a pen and spun it around his fingertips, holding his chin with the other hand, his voice with a wordless threat, "Have you forgotten what I said last time?" ”

Mengyou trembled, thinking of the pain of being beaten last time, and there was resentment in his eyes.

ran back to his seat and threw down such a sentence, "Huanhuan, how did you become like this, Yixuan and I are both disappointed in you." ”

The rippling spinning pen stopped, and before running, she had to use Shen Yixuan to stimulate her, really, her hands were so itchy.

In late autumn, the weather gradually cooled, and it suddenly began to pour at noon.

In the piano room, Ripple slowed down his playing, a little absent-minded.

Ling Yi's breath was still not moving under the tree outside the window, he didn't have the habit of carrying an umbrella, he was drenched in the rain.

The wind whipped the rain like a whip on the window, clattering, muffling the sound of the piano.

Ripple looked out the window, the sky was overcast, and the rain seemed to be pouring down from the sky.

Ten minutes later, I felt the ripples that Ling Yi had not left, held the umbrella, and walked out.

On the grass, the boy sitting on the trunk of a tree was what she imagined, bent his knees, tilting his head slightly, and closing his eyes.

Even if it is drenched in soup by heavy rain, it is still thrilling and beautiful.

The rain splashed and the water was confused, and the young man heard the movement not far away, and opened his light brown eyes.

Looking at the girl who was holding a red umbrella and slowly walking towards him in the fog and rain, he chuckled silently.

The top of her head was covered by a red umbrella, and the girl's voice was a little displeased, "Fool, why don't you go?" ”

The boy stared at the girl fixedly, and did not speak, but stretched out a large, bony hand to her, with the palm upward, hanging in the air.

Ripple hesitated, put her hand up, and pulled him up.

After the young man got up, he took her little hand in one hand and held the umbrella in the other hand for the two of them.

"You always knew I was outside?" The boy's voice was soft and soft, dissipating in the sound of the rain.

His hair was soft and slumped on his head, and water beads slid down his delicate skin, and the bridge of his nose and chin were dripping to the ground.