A small star in the vast night sky, radiating a faint light like the aurora in the sky.

The trajectory of the stars, crossing a deep silence of heavy ink, overlaps with the ancient star city of the water pavilion and falling flowers, and connects in the mottled Wutong Street.

She didn't know that this fairy tale about the stars, in the gap of time, crossed the dream.

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The light outside the window divided a sharp and angular brightness in the room as dim as night, Yin Tingxi hugged the pillow, lowered his eyes and looked at the shallow shimmer on the floor that reflected all the way to the sheets, his thoughts drifted from the lonely woods in the backyard of the inn to the Dream Star City with a long corridor away from the Flower Rain Pavilion.

Did he care about me just now?

It's just my own thoughts, and it seems that I haven't felt cared for all along.

At least the ones they care about.

The wooden clock decorated with the forest system rotates slowly, and the subtle sound beats to a peaceful beat. The rucksack on the table is finely outlined by the light, reflecting the gilded shadows on the dark floor. The line of sight slowly moved out of the window, at half past two in the morning, in the bluestone lane, except for the moon marks sprinkled along the street, there was no light or shadow, the pavilion with white walls and black tiles closed the hollow wooden windows, the sound of Xun dispersed, and no one was in the middle of the night.

The vision blurred little by little, a pair of big eyes narrowed slightly, and a few points of brightness in the distant sky rose sporadically in the pupils, and the clarity of the hazy pools shook the faint light and shadow of the Flower Rain Pavilion at night.

Why do you always want to cry when you're alone late at night.

It's always been like this.

……

Forget it, hurry up and go to bed, take a cold and set off on the journey to Phantom Star Music School, tomorrow, is the first day of the journey, and you can't be late anymore. Moreover, Xiao Xiaowei said that he would come with me tomorrow morning.

Yin Tianxi closed his eyes. The last light of the small planet was also carried away by the wind passing by at night.

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Bright white light casts obliquely into the Flower Rain Pavilion through the fluttering curtains, and the mist on the window panes gradually dissolves into water droplets, leaving several intertwined clear traces. A faint glow in the sky spread through the light gray clouds little by little, scattered birds swept over the black roof tiles of the ancient street, and layers of ancient charm were brought in the air, and the star city was awakened at the moment.

The shop where you buy breakfast in Bluestone Lane is shrouded in steaming heat, but it can't hide the damp atmosphere, although the rain has not come, but looking at the scene at this time, it will not be like yesterday with the warmth of the shallow sun shuttling through Wutong Street.

A chill hit, and the early winter morning was already a little aggressive. Yin Tianxi woke up in the cold haze, glanced at the clock, six o'clock.

Luckily, there were no signs of being late. Yin Tingxi stood in front of the wardrobe with a water glass, looking at the carpet that had dried, and the shallow smile on his lips outlined a warm little luck in the cool white morning light of early winter.

The uniqueness of Phantom Star is that there is no prescribed uniform, and frequent performances and exclusive Phantom Star's music platform can be regarded as half a foot into the music scene. Before Yin Tianxi came to Star City, he had already learned that the expectations and attention given by this year's freshmen were a little higher than those of previous years.

The sound of the piano in the early morning is much quieter than usual, and the piano music plays a light and elegant rhyme between the dark antique wallpaper and wooden ornaments. Yin Tianxi, who was carrying a rucksack, had just walked in to hear the sound of the qin, and saw Xiao Xiaowei waving to her with a smile.

"Dumping Creek, the breakfast in this inn is really delicious! I really envy you. As soon as Yin Tingxi sat down, a rose-shaped delicate pastry was stuffed in his mouth. Xiao Xiaowei drank flower tea, and the light above his head jumped happily between his eyebrows, "Do you know, I want to vomit when I eat too much Western-style breakfast in the bar, especially when Lin Weiran cooks it himself, it's a nightmare, this product is really unreliable." ”

"The vision of this big man has always been very good." Yin Tingxi looked at the dishes that Xiao Xiaowei had prepared for her on the table, and then fell on the rippling smile of the European and American girl in front of her, "You came so early." ”

"Of course, I, Xiao Xiaowei, have always been very well-behaved and never late." Xiao Xiaowei put the last spoonful of purple rice porridge into his mouth, and pointed to the words "time 6:40" on Yin Tianxi's mobile phone screen, "Hurry up and eat, wait for us to take the subway to Phantom Star." ”

Yin Tianxi, who had a fork in his mouth, nodded, his eyes looked around in the sound of the qin, and among the guests who were quiet or decorated with a light smile for an elegant time, there was no handsome face in elegant white clothes.

Didn't he come for breakfast?

“…… Dumping Creek? ”

Xiao Xiaowei turned his head, and Yin Tianxi beside him was holding the juice in a fixed frame, and his vision was like mist spreading out on the unadorned wooden wall of Wenqin Yin, blurring into the fluttering figure of the tree blowing in the light dark green last night. Xiao Xiaowei stretched out his hand and waved in front of Yin Tianxi, and asked her, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Nothing." Yin Tianxi lowered his head and sped up to deal with the fairy grass custard in front of him. The mobile phone screen on the table lit up with the sound of information vibrating, Xiao Xiaowei came over when he heard the sound, and the screen was a phantom star's message: All new students, please sign in on their respective class schedules, and sign in for each course in the future, if you need to ask for leave, please report to your teacher.

"I didn't expect that the Phantom Star, which is known as 'semi-freestyle', is also quite strict." Xiao Xiaowei's gaze just wanted to take away from the information reminder, but his gaze suddenly paused, and there were dots of surprise in a pair of eyes with European characteristics.

On the bright screen, there is a photo album that Yin Tingxi inadvertently opened, and the one that freezes the picture, with the corner of the wall where the sound of the piano is deep and ancient, is the background of the boy dining alone, the open dark brown coat reveals the clean white of the neckline, and the soft and distinct outline outlines a stunning side face, like a delicate wallpaper painted in light and light watercolor, which is the light ink that freezes the time.

"Dumping Creek, who is this?" Xiao Xiaowei pushed Yin Tianxi, his face couldn't hide his excitement and curiosity, "Look at the background above, it should be filmed here, right?" Who is this boy? ”

Yin Tianxi glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, his thoughts suddenly paused for a moment, and then he picked up the last delicate pastry on the plate, stood up and said slowly: "I'll tell you on the way." ”

"Speak quickly, speak quickly." Xiao Xiao was the only one who didn't forget to use the cute manual while walking, "Don't be so mysterious, okay?" ”

Seeing Xiao Xiao's only face, "If you don't say it, I'll rely on you", Yin Tingxi just wanted to turn around and speak, but just happened to bump into an oncoming person, and the mobile phone fell to the ground, reflecting the dark floor with light. Yin Tianxi said "I'm sorry" in a panic, and the moment he raised his head to see that person clearly, all his thoughts turned into an ethereal rain of smoke and rain in Bluestone Lane, dissipating into a blank.

The shallow light in the pupils fell on Yin Tianxi's face, under the casually curly broken hair on his forehead, the picturesque eyes were like the soft morning light that slowly spread through the clouds in the sky, and a hazy dream-like white light dyed into the wooden window of the inn in the early morning, and a special winter constant temperature was deployed in the eyes, Indifferently fell on the corner of his lips, lowered his head and picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and just wanted to hand it to the girl in front of him, but the outstretched hand stopped in the air.

"Why do you have a picture of me?"