Deng Junting took Cai Cai to the Western restaurant where he had booked a place early in the morning, and when the waiter brought the steak they ordered, he brought her portion to himself.

Picking up the knife and fork, he carefully cut the tender and fragrant filet mignon into small slices of meat.

Putting down the knife and fork, he placed it in front of her:

"Xiaocai, your hand hurts, be careful."

"Thank you."

At this moment, on the small stage of the restaurant full of romantic and warm atmosphere, in front of a black piano with a shiny luster, a girl in a gorgeous red dress sat on a black leather round stool in front of the piano.

A moment later, a melodious, beautiful and smooth melody flowed from her thin white fingertips, with an intoxicating poetic tone, like a lingering breeze, gently blowing on her face.

At the end of the song, the girl was slightly blessed, just like a gorgeous cloud floating away.

Cai Cai put down the fork in his hand, and a smile bloomed on his lips:

"I want to go up and play a song, too."

"Your hand, is that okay?"

The handle was opened, and he moved his slender and beautiful fingers:

"It should be fine."

Standing up, she lifted the flowing chiffon skirt and walked towards the beautiful piano.

Gracefully settling her green skirt, her hands caressed the black and white keys, and after closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, her fingers were like agile and jumping elves, like bees and butterflies that diligently pick nectar, telling the rhyme of resonance between the keys.

Sometimes sad, sometimes happy, sometimes high-spirited, sometimes low-turned, like a song and crying to explain the feelings in her heart.

Although I haven't touched the piano for a long time, I have long remembered this beautiful and melodious music.

The moment she sat in front of the piano, Deng Junting had already adjusted the shooting angle of the mobile phone, and he wanted to shoot and record her so soft and beautiful, so temperamental, and the notes that swirled high and low between her fingers.

This is the best gift for parting.

After the unforgettable lunch, Deng Junting slowed down slowly and smoothly and parked the car in front of XXX University in H City.

Cai Cai opened the seat belt, smiled softly at him with a slight tilt of his head, and looked forward to life between his eyebrows:

"I'll go first, senior, goodbye."

"Side dishes."

She opened the door, and was about to push it open with all her might, when a low, gentle call stopped her movements.

Looking back at him, her blue eyes were filled with a touch of warmth and tenderness.

Deng Junting's far-reaching and long-lasting eyes reflect a pure brilliance, directly revealing his deepest longing and the brightest emotional fluctuations.

He stared at her deeply, as if he wanted to engrave every bit of her softness and beauty in his heart.

After a moment, he continued to whisper:

"Remember, take care of yourself in the future, don't let yourself get hurt again."

Slightly curling the corners of his lips, his thin lips raised a gentle arc and said goodbye to her:

"And, goodbye."

The words "goodbye" spit out from his naturally powdered glossy lips, as light as a sigh, with a faint sense of parting, brushing over the softest place in Cai Cai's heart.

It seems to have an indescribable sourness

Deliberately ignoring this inexplicable feeling, Cai Cai smiled brightly, like a transparent and moist pearl.

She raised the frosted red bag she was carrying, and her voice was gentle and soft, whispering softly like a wind chime:

"Senior, thank you for the gift, goodbye."

Closing the door, she waved at him through the glass window, turned and raised a circle of rippling green waves, and stepped up the steps of the sidewalk towards the empty school gate.

Staring at her slender and beautiful back, gradually moving away from his line of sight.

Letting go of his hands gripping the steering wheel, he leaned back in his chair a little slumped.

Should he stay here?

Closing his eyes, he let out a long sigh.

It's a sad place for him, it's time for him to... It's time to get out of here.

Originally, I was thinking of taking her on a trip after the year, but now, he was left alone to plan ahead.

Slowly opening his eyes, he reluctantly set his eyes on the gate of the university he had been to countless times.

Silently retracting his gaze, he stepped on the accelerator and slid towards the flat road, about to slide out of the land with her.

Goodbye, side dishes...

Back in the studio, he stood in front of the thunder hanging on the wall. After a long time, it seemed as if he had experienced countless spring and autumn seasons, and it seemed that his feet had taken root there.

A string of cheerful music, playing in this quiet space, brought back his thoughts from the world.

He took out the vibrating and chirping mobile phone from his pocket, and after glancing at the screen display, he called out respectfully:

"Grandpa."

Listening carefully to the voice of the old man on the other end of the phone, who was as thick as an ancient clock, he nodded in response:

"yes, okay."

Frowning, he continued:

"Grandpa, I've changed my mind, I want to leave the United States next week."

After receiving the old man's consent and the old man's repeated care and instructions, he nodded quite a little:

"yes, I see."

"Okay, goodbye grandpa."

Hanging up the phone, he raised his eyes and looked around at the house that had been with him for more than two years, and in the bottom of his heart, he felt an unbearable parting feeling.

After stroking the delicate and realistic handmade products one by one, when he turned his eyes and saw the half-finished villa complex on the table, he thought for a moment, unbuttoned his sleeves, pulled the light blue shirt halfway to his elbows, revealed his strong and powerful forearms, rubbed his fingers against each other, picked up the small carving knife on the table, sat on the chair and began to devote himself seriously to the handicraft.

Since you promised someone else, let's do it well and go.

There are still a few days before the time to leave, and I believe he will have time to present it perfectly.

At this moment, the dazzling and brilliant sunlight shines through the open windowsill and casts onto the wall behind him, like a faint golden halo behind him, reflecting the sadness and pain in his heart, bringing him a trace of warmth and warmth.

Walking slowly along the asphalt path of the campus, Cai Cai walked through the winding romantic sea of purple flowers, and when she passed by the Xuanwu Building, she involuntarily slowed down and listened carefully to whether there was still warm music coming out of the dance studio on the fourth floor.

Her keen ears listened for several minutes, but there was no sound in the quiet of the campus, except for the rustle of the breeze through the branches and leaves of the trees.

She grabbed the bag in her hand suddenly, even though the rope of the bag rubbed against the bite scar she had pasted against Okbang, oozing the pain of the sting, she was unmoved.

yes, it's already lunch break, and they should be out for dinner and a date together

Thinking of this, her hands clenched even tighter.

Mu Danchen, I won't give up on you so easily.

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