Cheng Qiran saw that Fu Jun's face was wrong, followed Fu Jun's gaze and looked out of the door, and found Yang Xi'an, who was standing at the door, his face was also as black as if he was asking for his life.

The atmosphere was so awkward that it was suffocating.

Cheng Qiran stood in place and looked left and right, with the illusion that she shouldn't be here, she should be under the car.

It was quiet for a long time, and finally Yang Xi'an broke the silence first.

Yang Xi'an looked at Fu Jun and said softly: "Xiaojun, I'm today." ”

Without waiting for Yang Xi'an to finish speaking, Fu Jun retracted his gaze with a dark face, directly treated Yang Xi'an as air, and began to play the piano expressionlessly, and the sound of the piano sounded.

"Jun, me."

Looking at Fu Jun, who completely ignored him, Yang Xi'an's eyes turned red with grievance.

And Cheng Qiran, as an onlooker, the scene at this moment also made her uncomfortable, Cheng Qiran felt that Fu Jun should deal with Yang Xi'an's affairs first.

"Isn't that you?"

With a 'bang', Fu Jun's hands slapped directly on the keys, Fu Jun looked up at Cheng Qiran, his eyes were indifferent, because Cheng Qiran didn't sing on the beat.

Cheng Qiran looked at Fu Jun calmly, and he was confident.

Fu Jun secretly took a deep breath, turned back to Yang Xi'an, who had already walked to him, and said coldly: "Go out." ”

"Xiaojun, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it at noon today, I made the cookies I gave you myself, I just want you to taste them, so I will only when I see Lu Qingting and Xia Zhili eating cookies."

"Get out."

"Xiaojun, I'm sorry, I was at the time."

Yang Xi'an did not listen to Fu Jun's words and left, but continued to explain. 51

quarreled with Lu Qingting at noon and scolded Xia Zhili, but now Fu Jun turned his face black with himself, Yang Xi'an was aggrieved, but he still compromised with Fu Jun.

Seeing that Yang Xi'an didn't leave, Fu Jun directly took his things and left angrily.

"Xiaojun, Xiaojun," Seeing Fu Jun leaving, Yang Xi'an didn't forget to glare at Cheng Qiran viciously, and then went to chase people, "Xiaojun, you wait for me......"

Cheng Qiran froze in place, spread her hands, and felt helpless because Yang Xi'an was glaring at her just now.

How do you feel different from the previous life?

Cheng Qiran sat in front of the piano, put the piano key cover on his hand, put his elbow on the key cover, Cheng Qiran supported his head with one hand and frowned suspiciously.

"In the previous life, Yang Xi'an didn't seem to have come to the piano room, and Zhili and Lu Qingting came every day."

Many things are different from the previous life, but the general direction is quite similar, and after thinking about it for a while, Cheng Qiran nodded as if he had thought of something.

"The butterfly effect? It should be counted. ”

Cheng Qiran whispered to herself, because some of the choices she made in this life were different from those in the previous life.

Fu Jun left, it was not interesting to practice alone, Cheng Qiran took her schoolbag and left briskly.

In the classroom, Xia Zhili sat at the desk holding the pen in a daze, thinking of Cheng Qiran and Fu Jun practicing alone together at this moment, his heart was full of jealousy.

Xia Zhili wanted to go to see Cheng Qiran and Fu Jun practice every day, so as not to give them a chance to be alone.

It's just that Lu Qingting and Cheng Qiran quarreled a few times, so they didn't want to go again, Lu Qingting didn't go, and Xia Zhili was embarrassed to go by himself, for fear that the purpose would be too obvious.

Lu Qingting sat in his place, supporting his face with one hand, and turning the pen with the other, staring at Xia Zhili intently.

How long Xia Zhili was in a daze, Lu Qingting looked at Xia Zhili for a long time.