Chapter 874: Drums, drums and piano, shengqing homophonic
In the afterglow of the setting sun, under the high temperature of nearly 30 degrees.
In front of the male dormitory of Pengcheng University, it seemed that someone had pressed the pause button. The students stopped their steps and looked at the scene in disbelief.
"That's... Choi Hyun?"
"Oh my God, it's Choi Hyun!"
"What's up with him?"
"If I go, Bing Cube Face will cry too?"
Shao Bingran's ears filled Shao Bingran's whispers and discussions.
But even if the phone that was being connected in his hand fell on the ground, he still kept the same posture as before, and did not move.
He stared at Wei Sheng blankly. Although his sight had been swept away from the opponent when he passed by, he did not recognize her, or from the bottom of his heart, he didn't think he could see Wei again. Sheng, on the campus of Pengcheng University, downstairs in his bedroom.
This is under the premise of not having this knowledge.
But Cui Xian's huge abnormality just now undoubtedly made Shao Bingran once again put his sight on the girl in black beside the flower bed downstairs in the dormitory.
Now he recognized it.
The thin face of melon seeds, the bright, black-and-white eyes, and the fine eyelashes seemed to be soaked with tears in the afterglow of the setting sun. She has changed, and it seems that she has not changed. He grew taller, his face became more beautiful, and his slightly pale complexion was covered with teardrops, which was especially moving against the setting sun.
Shao Bingran's mind was in a trance for a moment, as if the vertigo sensation from playing in the scorching sun hit his whole body last year, bringing his heart into a sudden stop at that moment.
Is it really her? This question is already flooding his mind at this moment, reverberating constantly, trying to fill his entire brain.
Wen Yan and Rong Xiaoshan were undoubtedly surprised at the reaction of Cui Xian and Shao Bingran at this moment. Following Shao Bingran's gaze, Wen Yan's eyes lit up, and the girl's slender waist was gripped, and tears stained her cheeks.
But what about Choi Hyun...
Cui Xian was staring at the figure on the opposite side of the path with his red eyes open.
The fingers clinging to the **** of the shirt faintly whitened due to the force.
For more than a thousand days and nights, he woke up countless times in dreams, struggling to distinguish between dreams and reality, and even dialed the phone number that had been cancelled countless times. Only a cold and emotionless voice echoed in his ears. People are panicked and desperate.
He no longer remembers how many text messages he sent to that number.
[It's raining today, I'm in class, where are you? 】
[The college entrance examination is coming soon. 】
[I was admitted to Pengda University, how about you? 】
[It's vacation...Are you still going to travel? 】
[Semester is starting, I am at Pengda University. 】
[Wei Sheng, I miss you. 】
...
I miss you.
But you can no longer reply.
He had countless times, at the moment when he walked out of any door, he expected to see her, as usual, smiled at him, she could say he was late, she could say she was hungry, could complain about studying, complain about the company , It can even be like when he suddenly learned that Lin Sitian was at his home, and angered at him, in short, just say anything.
Maybe the despair struggles with the impossible for a long time, and people gradually become numb.
Looking at the dreamlike face at this moment, he shed tears in the eyes of countless people downstairs in the bedroom without warning.
I grasped my chest tightly and tightened my shoulders suddenly, bent down, and filled my mouth with a hoarse laughter. The heart-palpitating and painful laughter sounded in a low voice, as if mixed with desperate joy and lost gratitude. Unbelievable pain, like crying like laughing, small but strong, as if to stretch his throat.
Look at all the people present.
Wei Sheng was on this road, or in the past three years, he had thought of countless opening remarks.
I am back.
Hello, are you still going to travel?
And so on, etc., but at this moment, all the words turned into sorrow and tears in an instant, choked up in the throat, and the heart was blocked with pain.
Zhang Dandan helped his roommate with a meal and was passing by the boys' dormitory. What he saw was this scene.
...
The supermarkets and restaurants in Pengcheng University are all rented out to businesses at a rent per square meter.
In a newly opened hotel in area B.
Rong Xiaoshan ate the soft fried tenderloin on the plate in front of him one by one, his gaze never left Wei Sheng's body on the opposite side from beginning to end, his gaze was dumbfounded, as if to stare her through.
Not only because she is Cui Xian's high school girlfriend who should have died.
More because of the scene just downstairs in the dormitory.
Rong Xiaoshan saw her stepping forward and squatting down, while Cui Xian raised his eyes to look at her tightly, reached out his hand to her cheek, and looked at her in a daze in disbelief.
Then she wiped away her tears and said with a smile, "Don't cry, cry again... it won't be pretty."
Then, among the horrified eyes of everyone, Cui Xian, who had always been silent and cold, stared at her with a flicker, hum.
This "Yeah." Hao Xuan didn't cut Rong Xiaoshan to the outside and the inside, because Wen Yan was shaking all over his body at the time, and he believed that Wen Yan was almost the same as his own mood.
Because a few girls have already raised their phones and started taking pictures, Wen Yan and Rong Xiaoshan looked at each other for the honor of the dormitory, and the two of them walked towards Cui Xian, took him away from the crime scene, avoiding countless stays in place. , Or the audience who came after hearing the news.
Sitting in this hotel now, Cui Xian has undoubtedly recovered his former appearance, but his eyes still stayed on the girl beside him.
At this moment, Wei Sheng is like an extremely rare ornamental species for everyone to look at.
In the end she pursed her lips and smiled at everyone, "Hello, I am Wei Sheng, Sheng Di's Sheng."
Wen Yan slammed both palms, "Sheng? The sound of the first month, the sound of the drum, the drum and the piano, and the sound of the sound! What a name?"
Wei Sheng glanced at him, smiled and nodded, "The sound of the first month is the sound of the first month, and the thirteen reeds are like a phoenix body. My father was named that way, but he forgot his surname Wei."
Everyone suddenly laughed.
Wen Yan said again, "Eh? What are you laughing at? That would be a good name. "Guardian" means "guard" and "guardian". These two words are unique when they are combined. It is the eyes of your world. I guess uncle He must be a straightforward figure who dares to mock the world, and he has a high level of culture!"
Rong Shanshan was stunned. No wonder Wenyan University changed his girlfriend in the second year, and he can only watch movies. This is not without reason.
Wei Sheng smiled and said, "My father used to be a teacher."
"I see it! I'll just say that Uncle's level of education..." Wen Yan said with a smile, and immediately stopped the conversation, because the opposite Cui Xian was looking at him with piercing eyes. The look seemed to be nothing, but coldly. , That is, Wenyan's hair is erected, knowing that this work of digging the wall can no longer be done.
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