Yes, one day when she excitedly held two tickets for the school's New Year Symphony Concert and asked me to go with me, I was chased by Korean dramas to the bone, and the male protagonist had a car accident and the female protagonist had leukemia, and I really couldn't leave, so I decisively refused.

Afterwards, I regretted my superficiality so much that my bowels turned blue.

After all, I couldn't have predicted that at a symphony recital where 90% of people would hear dozing, Fairy Tang would be able to see a sweetheart for herself.

According to her description to me on the second day, the boy was the conductor of the symphony orchestra, and the opening song was the generous and majestic "Defending the Yellow River", but when I saw that he was wearing a retro robe and a long flaming red scarf around his neck, he bowed and turned around after going on stage, and raised his hand to throw the scarf on his chest back......

The fiery red scarf was like the red thread of the old moon, tying Tang Weiwei's girlish heart.

"Just because you threw a scarf?" I was almost choking to death while drinking juice, "People want to shake their hair again, do you just scream and pounce on it on the spot?" ”

"A worldly woman like you wouldn't understand." Tang Weiwei glanced at me angrily, "The moment the red scarf fell behind him, it reminded me of Xu Zhimo's poems - the most is the gentleness of bowing his head, like a water lotus, and the shyness of the cool breeze ......"

"Poof......" The juice in my mouth squirted out uncontrollably.

Seeing that the Tang fairy on the other side looked like she was going to kill, I quickly softened, "Okay, okay, the water lotus is the water lotus...... In addition to throwing a scarf, how does the boy look? ”

Fairy Tang tried to think about it for a while, "I didn't see my appearance clearly...... He was the conductor of the band, and he had his back to me all the time. Then he waved his hand in a dashing manner, "It doesn't matter! He's my dish anyway. ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a nice nose?" I asked a key question.

Tang Weiwei was stunned, and then resolutely replied: "No!" Place! Say! ”

I sighed secretly: I don't even want the bottom line, it's really true love.

So I began to make all kinds of suggestions and shouts on the way of the Tang Fairy chasing love, until one day, the Tang Fairy said that she finally got on the line with the scarf male god, and asked me to go to the symphony orchestra's practice room to watch and pay tribute.

With a heart full of gossip, I was completely stunned the moment I walked into the practice room.

On the command platform was Luo Yunqi, who had just confirmed his relationship with me and was still low-key and undisclosed.

At that time, in my blank brain, there were only four miserable big words: creation makes people.

The next few days became the most embarrassing period in the history of Tang Weiwei's best friend and me.

Although the two of us are good enough to wear a skirt and a pack of sanitary napkins, we almost didn't burn yellow paper and cut off the head of the chicken to become sisters of the opposite sex, although we have also proudly said that "sisters are like siblings, men are like clothes", patting my chest and promising not to be a villain who is heavy on sex and light friends, but my best friend fell in love with my boyfriend, and this tragic reality still hit me for a few days.

At that time, I was really distressed: I wanted to convince myself to keep my promise and let go of Yunqi to become Weiwei, but I sadly found that I couldn't open this mouth with myself.

I love Yunqi so deeply, and it is not easy to slay demons all the way and achieve positive results with him. Let me give up my hard-won happiness in the future, I can't do it.

But I want to persuade Tang Weiwei to give up Yunqi...... She can't even care about her nose, and she has completely fallen into the love of a heart, I ask myself, I can't convince it.

When I thought bitterly that among Yunqi and Tang Weiwei, I would eventually lose one, but Weiwei had already made a decision.

"Since you like that dress, I'll let it go to you, sisters." Tang Weiwei said, "I'll pick the one that looks better." ”

is so, the triangular relationship of a mountain rain about to come and the wind full of buildings finally turned into a light cloud and a light wind under Tang Weiwei's painful parting.

The heavier and heavier night rain brought me back from distant memories, and I took a deep breath, wanting to moisten my burning and restless heart with the cool and humid air of the rainy night.

I still don't understand why Qin Lang and I have such a cold and awkward relationship now.

However, tonight's events make me ask myself: If in the near future, Qin Lang really has a woman he likes, and he wants to marry her and stay with her for the rest of his life, then at that time, can I be like Tang Weiwei in my previous life, and let go of my feelings in order to fulfill him?

I sat under the eaves and thought about it for a long time, but my thoughts were like the night rain in the middle of summer.

I didn't know how long I was watching the rain under that roof, but I felt that the dampness rose in the middle of the night, and I was very uncomfortable, so I got up and went back to my room, changed my clothes and went to sleep.

In this light sleep that lasted for a short time, there were still dreams.

In my dream, on the first day of our voyage, I stood at the bow of the boat and spread my hair to watch the night view.

turned around, but unexpectedly saw a long and cold figure.

Qin Lang, still dressed in an ink-colored robe, stood quietly behind me, still looking at me with watery eyes.

It reminded me of the relative wordless embarrassment of that night, coughing lightly and trying to get past him.

Unexpectedly, he was held by a hot hand on his shoulder, and the next second, the person was already in his arms.

He must have used so much force to hold me so tightly that I couldn't tell whether it was my heartbeat or his's heartbeat that was getting more and more rapid.

"Qin Lang, you ......"

Before I could ask the doubts I had been feeling all along, he put one of his palms behind his head and pressed me firmly on his shoulder.

He and I were so tightly together, from head to toe, that we were all in touch, everywhere.

I obediently stopped making a sound, letting the side of his face run over my scattered sideburns, and letting a strand of my green silk be wrapped around his fingertips and turned into a soft finger.

I heard his clear tone whisper in my ear:

"Xinyue, I miss you so much."

I closed my eyes and felt my whole body tremble.

It turns out that from beginning to end, what I look forward to, what I care about, and what I want are just a few words.

A smile tugged at the corners of my lips, and I reached out to hook his neck, tiptoe myself up, and gritted my teeth in his ear, "Bastard, you're driving me crazy, you know?" ”

As he spoke, he opened his eyes and wanted to see his ears, which automatically turned red when he was shy, but he suddenly stiffened.

The figure of a green shirt and a white fan was standing behind Qin Lang, but it was Yunqi's face.

The eyes that always have a smile like the warm sun of April contain endless sadness at the moment.

"Xinyue, are you really, going to leave me?"

"I ......" I retracted the hand hanging on Qin Lang's neck like an electric shock, with a panicked expression.

Stunned for a moment, the sword in Qin Lang's hand was already pointing at Yunqi's throat.

"Don't!" I almost subconsciously pounced and blocked in front of Yunqi, "Qin Lang, don't kill him!" ”

Behind him, there was a mournful sigh from Yunqi: "If I know that your heart belongs to him, why should I come all the way to ......"

In front of him, it was Qin Lang's cold tone: "Is it me, or is it him?" ”

I suddenly felt a whirlwind and a splitting headache.

I suddenly opened my eyes, but I saw the girl and I were lying upright under the bed in a five-body posture.

These two days are probably the period of water reversal, listening to the music and falling downstairs, sleeping and falling into bed, pitying my little body that has just been raised.

I got up from the ground, pounded my sore waist, and recalled the terrible episode I had just dreamed about.

Especially Qin Lang's sentence "Is it me, or is he?" ”

It's a dilemma that can kill me.

I pressed my brain against the bedpost and thought for a long time, and my brain, which was tormented by me, finally gave me a very shocking but realistic message before he declared it dead:

Qin Lang, or Yunqi, the premise of making this dilemma is that these two people have affection for me and are willing to let me bother for them.

However, the bleak reality is: Pan Gongzi, who is suspected of being Yunqi, has no memory of his previous life, and his identity needs to be proven; And Qin Lang ignored me even more, had a cold attitude, and there was a rumor around him who was very attentive.

So why am I still here to worry about myself?

I silently felt sorry for myself for three seconds, looked up at the bright sky outside the window, washed myself up, and went out for breakfast.

It was a coincidence to go to the dining hall and pass by Qin Lang's room. I couldn't help but think of the burning hug in my dream, and I couldn't help but dislike myself: Girl, have you thought about Sichun to such a point?

Caught off guard and collided with a figure.

Looking at the disheveled clothes in front of me, my hair in a disheveled bun, and a crimson cloud on my face, I opened my mouth, but I felt a dry hair in my throat.

The important thing is that looking at the direction she came from in a hurry, it actually came out of Qin Lang's room.

Yun Yu obviously didn't expect to bump into me, and muttered in a panic: "The fourth master is polite......" and a perfunctory smile that couldn't be more perfunctory, then lifted the skirt and ran away like a smoke.

Her attitude like a thief made a nameless fire rise in my heart.

"Qin! Bright! "Girl, I kicked the door open with a very bold kick.

However, the empty room in front of me made me feel a little relieved.

Let's go? Actually walked away so irresponsibly?

Although the person is not there, the messy brocade quilt on the bed, as well as the aroma of fat powder left in the house belonging to Yun Yu's body, vividly proves that Yun Yu did stay in this room before!

I sneered three times in my heart.

When I came to the dining hall with a black face, I saw that someone who had been cut by a thousand knives in my heart happened to be sitting at the table all the time, drinking porridge with the fat man and Pan Gongzi.

And Yun Yu, who still looked like the sequelae of a night of romance, had also changed his clothes and sat aside, eating breakfast very reservedly.

I slashed at these two people with knife-like eyes, and recalled in my heart the "aphorisms for catching rape" that Tang Weiwei taught me in my previous life:

If this man and woman have slept in the same bed, their aura will affect each other, and they only need to look closely, and there is nothing that cannot be seen.