At the entrance of the campus of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, the white pigeon looked inside.

Lin Mengze parked the car and saw white pigeons, denim shirts, beige linen pants, and a pair of small white shoes on his feet from a distance. Carrying a bright yellow backpack, his hair is scattered, and he has indescribable youthful vitality.

"Little white dove!"

Hearing this, the white pigeon turned around and waved at Lin Mengze with a smile.

Lin Mengze walked over quickly and handed Bai Ge a bottle of mineral water: "Have you waited for a long time?" ”

"No, I just arrived. I haven't been back to school in a long time. ”

"Let's go inside. Today's school holiday, I guess there are no people. ”

The two men walked side by side towards the campus, and the shade cast on the boulevard. The playground in the distance was empty, and the shadow of the basketball hoop was a little lonely.

Lin Mengze stopped, took a photo of the main building, and said, "Let's change the color of this main building, I remember that it turned out to be ordinary gray." ”

Bai Ge looked in the direction of Lin Mengze, "It's been changed for many years, senior, you haven't come back since you graduated, right?" It's been six years, right? When I was a junior in high school, the building was repainted. ”

Lin Mengze put down the camera and looked at the white pigeon, "What about you, do you think the school has changed?" ”

The white dove took a few steps forward, looked around, and then looked back: "I think the playground seems to be getting smaller." Looking at the playground next to it, "I feel like the playground is getting smaller." When I was in school, I reached the 2,000-meter standard, and I had to run five laps, and I felt like I would never be able to run the end. Now I don't think the runway is that big. Well...... Also," the white pigeon pointed to the flag-raising platform in front of him, "and this flag-raising platform seems to have become shorter and smaller. ”

Lin Mengze took a few steps to follow, "It's you who have grown taller, right?" ”

Lowering his eyes to the eyes of the white pigeon, Lin Mengze was distracted for a moment.

It's also such a summer day, and it's also such a refreshing morning, and it's also on this flag-raising platform. Standing on it, the white dove, petite with a high ponytail, was about to be submerged in a wide school uniform, like a thin bean sprout.

The stubborn little girl in her memory and the white dove with long hair fluttering in front of her gradually coincided......

One Monday six years ago, it was the turn of the white dove's class to host the flag-raising ceremony. Lin Mengze, as the flag-raiser, had to assemble in the playground early.

When he walked briskly past the path next to the flag-raising platform, Lin Mengze saw a thin girl squatting in the corner, picking up confetti from the ground.

Lin Mengze couldn't help but walk over and squatted down beside the girl. At a glance, you probably know that it is a torn manuscript.

"Mengzawa! The teacher calls you to assemble! The classmate in front of him turned around and stopped urging him.

didn't have time to ask a word, Lin Mengze had to leave in a hurry. After taking a few steps, I couldn't help but look back, and the girl picked up all the confetti and threw it into the trash, as if sighing.

She clapped her hands and pursed her lips, her expression a little lonely.

It wasn't until the flag-raising ceremony began that Lin Mengze knew that the little bean sprouts were the little girl who gave a flag-raising speech today.

He looked up at the flag-raising platform, where she stood straight, her wide school uniform draped over her tiny body. The voice is low and tactful, and the eyes are as calm as water, and I can't see the depression just now.

Although she didn't have a manuscript in her hand, she completed the flag-raising speech brilliantly off the script.

That morning, Lin Mengze didn't remember what the white pigeon said at all.

But until the end of the morning self-study, the white pigeon squatting on the ground to pick up pieces of paper still lingered in front of his eyes.

Did someone tear up her speech? Lin Mengze couldn't help but think.

gradually learned that she was in the sixth class of high school and had a nice name, called White Pigeon. At school, she was always on her own. Eat quietly alone and go home quietly.

Lin Mengze is an excellent violin prince, and he has never taken the initiative to talk to a girl. But he regretted it inexplicably, and didn't stop at that time to say something to the little girl.

Thinking of this, Lin Mengze pulled the corners of his lips, smiled and stretched out his hand, and rubbed the hair on the top of the white pigeon's head.

Thankfully, though. Time flies, but he and she are still there.

……

Nine o'clock in the morning, Huanyu Group.

Han Bin is a very conscientious assistant to the president, professional, and has strong executive ability.

"Lu Shao, Miss Bai went to live at her good friend Qin Jianan's house, which is an apartment in the south of the city. Two days ago, the charity dinner helped Miss Bai to relieve the siege of the young master of the Lin family, the whole family moved to the United States a few years ago, and the young master Lin was invited to return to China to be the concertmaster this time. Miss Bai and Young Master Lin are high school alumni, and Young Master Lin has been a senior Miss Bai for two terms, so I can't find any other information other than that. Han Bin helped his glasses, "The actor named Molin is from a well-off family, and now he is Pei Siyuan's girlfriend, it seems that he wants to be the young grandmother of the Pei family, Lu Shao, do you need to go to Miss Molin's side......"

Lu Yuanhe interrupted, "Is Molin our artist?" ”

"Yes. Our subordinate Xingyu Media signed her.

"Don't worry." Lu Yuanhe loosened his tie.

"What about what I asked you to bring?"

Han Bin handed over a document, stood aside, and secretly looked at the president's expression. This is from Lawyer He of Huanyu, if Mrs. Lu knows......

Lu Yuanhe didn't even look at it, stood up, walked to the side in a few steps, and put the divorce agreement into the shredder.

……

The piano room of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School was empty because of the weekend.

Lin Mengze walked through the familiar corridor and stood at the door of the piano room where he used to practice the piano when he was a teenager. The room was quiet, and the dust danced in the sun.

"Back then, there were always a lot of girls who came to see you play the piano, and I have a good friend Qin Jianan, who is your fan."

In Lin Mengze's impression, the white pigeon is always alone, and he has never seen a companion. He tilted his head, "Your good friend?" ”

"Yes, I transferred to our school, but you went abroad not long after she transferred, so I don't have an impression."

"Well, but there are some things that I'm really impressed."

Seeing that the white pigeon was silent, Lin Mengze's eyes dimmed for a moment.

Does she really not remember? Can't remember that afternoon he spent with her? Many years later, when Lin Mengze remembered that afternoon, his heart was surging and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

The memory of the white pigeon's first year of high school is really not very good. There are many things that she selectively forgets. For a long time before Qin Jiannan transferred to No. 1 Middle School, she was isolated and targeted.

After writing a homework book, a few pages will be torn off for some reason.

Sneakers that were locked in the cupboard in gym class would suddenly disappear.

When she opened the pencil case during class, a caterpillar would always fall, and she had to cover her mouth to stop screaming in class.

I didn't do anything annoying, but I was just hated. The girls are in a group of more than a dozen, obviously teenagers, and somehow such a deep malice can brew in their bodies.

Lin Mengze looked at the piano room quietly, as if he saw himself when he was young, ignoring what was going on outside the window and practicing the piano.

Three months after that flag-raising ceremony, Lin Mengze, who is in his third year of high school, is making pre-game preparations for an important domestic competition. It was a half-day class in school that day, and he was alone in the piano room, and before he knew it, it was dark.

By the time he noticed, the school was already very quiet. As he was packing his things and getting ready to go home, at the end of the hallway, there was a sound of a piano.

The piano must have been playing for a long time, but he had been focusing on practice and didn't notice it. Prick up your ears and listen carefully, I don't know who is playing "Croatian Rhapsody" in that piano room.

He stopped packing his things, opened the door of his piano room, put the violin back together, and played the "Croatian Rhapsody" to the rhythm of the piano.

The piano over there is not to be outdone.

One piano and the other violin, take turns to change the tune, one side starts, and the other side immediately catches up.

"Castle in the Sky", "Canon", ...... He grew competitive. After a little thought, I pulled up "One Step Away". The first few bars are light and tactful, while the piano over there is silent.

He is not slow or slow, and he is patient. Really! In the section where it should be on the piano, the piano is very precise and plays exactly the second!

He smiled, it was a fun exchange.

I couldn't hold back my curiosity, and finally walked to the door of the piano room at the end of the corridor.

Through the glass on the door, a skinny little girl with long hair sat in front of the piano, and there was no emotion in her back.

He wanted to push the door forward, but the moment his hand touched the door, he was suddenly suffocated.

The door of the piano room turned out to be ...... Locked from the outside......

Turn the lock to open the door, and the piano stops abruptly. The girl at the piano turned her head and smiled softly at him. Buckled the lid, took the bag and walked out.

He froze where he was.

She...... Was he locked in the piano room?

The last time I spoke, someone tore up the script, and today I was locked in the piano room again?

The joy of the encounter, the heartiness of the piano, and the incomprehension of what happened to her haunted his heart that day.

And many years later, that afternoon, the sound of the piano, that delicate but indifferent face, still haunted his heart.

And the events of that afternoon, the white dove really doesn't remember. She always spends time in the piano room, and sometimes she plays with whoever she wants on a whim...... It wasn't the only time he was mischievously locked in the piano room by his classmates. Her impression of the senior basically comes from his escort deeds and the flocking love of female classmates......

Lin Mengze didn't speak again.

There are some things that I haven't asked for at the right time......

But the good thing is that ...... They still have time......

……

Walking and walking along the riverside, Lin Mengze reluctantly sent the white pigeon home.

At the gate of the community, Lu Yuanhe was half-leaning on a Bentley, folding his legs. Seeing Bai Ge and Lin Mengze walking side by side, he stood up straight.

The white pigeon walked a few steps quickly, walked in front of Lu Yuanhe, and looked at him with an inquiring eye: "Is there something looking for me?" ”

Lu Yuanhe raised the small bag in his hand: "You forgot something, it fell at my house, I'll send it for you." ”

The white pigeon was stunned, he obviously didn't have any luggage, so how could he leave it?

As if he understood Bai Ge's thoughts, Lu Yuanhe added, "Your earrings, the earrings have fallen." ”

The white pigeon subconsciously touched her earlobe, she hasn't been wearing studs recently. However, she didn't continue to ask, because Lin Mengze also walked over a few steps and said softly: "Little white pigeon, is this your friend?" Can we introduce us to it? ”

Bai Ge felt rude at this time, "This is my high school principal Lin Mengze, who is a very powerful violinist." Before the white pigeon finished introducing him, Lu Yuanhe had already stretched out his big hand.

"Hello, I'm Bai Ge's husband, Lu Yuanhe."