Shao Yang really has this ability to rummage through all sorts of things, that is, after finding my broken fountain pen, he found my beloved guitar in my little bedroom.

I walked out of the bathroom and saw Shao Yang holding my guitar and plucking the strings. I ran over and sat down beside him, rubbing my head on his shoulder.

"When did you learn the guitar?" Shao Yang asked me.

"When I was in high school, I saw you sitting in the auditorium with a guitar in your handsome hands, so I learned guitar and thought that one day I might be able to sit with you and play a tune. Unexpectedly, at the freshman party in my freshman year, this dream of mine came true. I hugged his arm, reveling in the memories.

Shao Yang put down his guitar and tapped my nose with his fingers, "Little nymphomaniac." ”

I giggled, then looked at him intently, "Shaoyang." ”

"Huh?"

"I told you I liked you when I was in high school, but what about you?"

"What am I?"

"When did you like me?"

"This question...... Let me think about it! ”

"Isn't it at the freshman party?" I desperately want to know the answer.

He looked me expectantly in the eye and said, "No. ”

I'm a little disappointed, but it's right to think that if we had fallen in love with each other back then, we would have come together now.

"When was that?"

"The first time you came to the bank to get a bank card."

With my head down, my face shy, I continued to rub in his arms.

"But...... I think of what your freshman party looks like......"

I remember that on the day of the freshman party, I wore a long white dress that was up to my ankles, and my long hair that had been raised for three years was scattered. In addition, I deliberately put on a beautiful makeup. "Wasn't I pretty that day?"

Shao Yang smiled and shook his head, "That day, you were very much like the female ghost in "Midnight Bell". He laughed.

I heard him say that and went to hit him, and he quickly dodged it, and my hand hit the guitar hard.

"Ahh I screamed in pain.

"Does it hurt?" He grabbed my hand with concern and looked at it carefully.

"Hey, hey! It doesn't hurt. I grimaced at him, as if to signal to him: So you care so much about the female ghost in "Midnight Bell"!

He laughed at my grimace.

I took advantage of the situation to grab his arm and begged, "Shaoyang, you can play a tune for me!" ”

He held the guitar in his arms again, and this time he was generous, "What do you want to hear?" ”

"Uh-huh......." I thought about it, "Just play that song, the song you played in high school, "Falling in Love with a Guy Who Doesn't Go Home." ”

He looked at the guitar for a moment, and when he looked at me again, his eyes were filled with sadness. I was suddenly a little scared, and I was about to tell him if I wanted to change the song. His fingertips were already plucking on the guitar strings.

The melodious and sad tone gradually came out.

"Don't say sorry if you love, after all, we've gone through this time, I've never regretted the beautiful meeting when I first met, I once thought I would be your romantic love story, the only constant forever is that I am willing to bear such a win or lose result, still have no regrets, look forward to your appearance The sky is dusk, fall in love with a person who doesn't go home and wait for a door that does not open, fickle eyes and closed lips, why bother to ask hard again."

I think of the New Year's Day party in my freshman year of high school, Shao Yang sat on the stage and gently plucked the guitar strings, he smiled lightly, looking at Sun Yingke's gentle eyes, and at this moment, his eyes were complicated that I couldn't understand, mixed with some helpless sadness.

I felt sorry for him, so I jerked the guitar strings twice, disrupting his rhythm. He looked at me in amazement.

"Hey, hey, Shaoyang, when you were in your senior year, I looked for you all over the campus, and you were like evaporating from others, honestly, where did you go?"

I wanted to make a joke with him, or find a random topic to draw him away from his sadness, but when he heard my question, his expression was even more lonely, and he kept his head down and didn't speak, his eyes staring at my guitar.

I panicked and realized that I might have asked the wrong question.

"So, I'll sing you a song!" In a hurry, I snatched the guitar from his arms, flicked it twice, and then put it down. I got up from the couch and jumped and jumped around the living room.

"Wait for a thousand years, wait for a thousand years, wait for a thousand years, I have no regrets~ Who is saying in your ear that you will never change your love for me? Just for this sentence, aha ~ broken intestines and no complaints, rain, heartbreak, wind and tears~ dreams linger and love is far away~ the water of the West Lake, my tears, I would rather turn into a flame with you~Ah~Ah~"

When I was a child, I liked to go into the back kitchen of Zhang Teng's restaurant and read books in a corner. At that time, there was a color TV in the back kitchen of his house, which always played "The Legend of the New White Lady" for all ages. In the past, if I accidentally upset Zhang Teng, I would sing this song to him. Every time he would say that I had gone out of tune to my grandmother's house, and it was terrible to hear, and then he would laugh and stop being angry.

Shao Yang looked at me jumping and jumping there, and then walked over and hugged me in his arms.

"Stop singing, sing again, and the boiled beef I just ate will spit out."

I stuck to his arms and didn't speak.

"Xiao Lu," he paused, sighed and continued, "I'll tell you about my senior year later, okay?" ”

I smiled and nodded in his arms, leaning closer against him.