Moon and people are still

I can't count how long this kiss lasted. When we finally parted, I saw the little me in Jing Yi's eyes.

I took a deep breath, she held my face in one hand, looked at me and suddenly smiled.

"Why are you crying?" she asked softly.

Being asked this way, I felt even more aggrieved. I put my arms around her neck and buried myself in her shoulders.

"Happy." I tried my best to hold back my tears, trying to make my voice sound less choked: "Can't you?"

Jing Yi smiled: "Yes."

We hugged like this, she didn't speak, but patted the back of my head one after another, I closed my eyes and tried my best to comfort myself, and scolded myself for being stupid, there was no need to cry.

The effect was remarkable, and after only a few minutes, my state was restored.

I licked my lips, left her embrace, smiled at her and said, sat down again, picked up the guitar on the ground, and said, "I'll finish singing." I put the guitar on my lap, and added in a low voice: "It's been a long time since I learned it."

In the process of singing, I finally understood why this song is sweet. Just the moment when she suddenly leaned down and kissed me can make me remember for a lifetime, let alone the later ones.

Everything that happened before this moment seems to fill up this song, through the gaps in the lyrics, through the breath every time I take a breath, it is revealed bit by bit.

This time, Jing Yi listened to me sing the whole song, and even corrected some of my awkward pronunciation without being romantic at all, and asked me to repeat it for her.

Although I learned it seriously on the surface, I was slandering in my heart, at this time, shouldn't I be pressed on the stairs and kissed!

"I've made great progress." After teaching, she pinched my chin with a look of relief, and asked me with a smile in the corner of her eyes, "Tell me, how long have you been studying?"

I looked up proudly: "It's only a day or two."

With a look of disbelief, she rubbed my chin a few times and let me go.

Chen Yun's piano classroom has two floors. In addition to the hall on the first floor, there are three classrooms. I walked around curiously, and then went to the upstairs floor with Jing Yi.

I also took piano lessons in this classroom when I was a child. The teachers at that time were not humorous at all, unlike the teachers now who will try to make you happy. I don’t know how I persisted.

Maybe it was my mother's whip.

I still remember the scene of me crying and playing the piano when I was a child. This scene has gone through the sadness and embarrassment of my life. Now that I think about it, it is very funny.

The classroom on the second floor is a bit smaller, and it seems to be one-on-one teaching. I walked into a classroom with a window facing the street, opened the window, and the wind from the city outside suddenly came in.

I sat down on the chair, turned to look at Jing Yi, pressed the keys a few times, and asked, "If I can't find a job after graduation, can I ask sister Chen Yun to come here to be a piano teacher?"

Jing Yi smiled after hearing this, and said, "Please ask her to do something, please me."

I raised my eyebrows in surprise.

However, through her usual actions and phone calls, it seems that Jing Yi is a shareholder here, the kind of shareholder who has a name, does not have to do anything, and earns wages and dividends.

So taking advantage of the favorable location and people, I moved to the edge of the chair, hugged her thigh, and looked up at her: "Mr. Jing, are you interested in picking up a well-behaved, obedient little girl who can also do housework?" Are you at home?" After I finished speaking, I rubbed her thighs, and then immediately added: "I'm easy to take care of."

Jing Yi laughed and looked down at my eyes: "It's easy to say."

Suddenly I got a big money, which made me nervous, shy, frightened and excited.

I rubbed on her lap for a while before leaving, closing the window and turning off the light.

The lights in the corridor were not turned on, we walked back and forth by the light from the outside, I looked at her in front of me, then at her swinging hand back and forth, and stepped over to hold her hand.

When I was holding it, Jing Yi stopped, and I turned my head to her and smirked, and found a topic: "Uh, that, who is that girl you sent back to school today?"

Jing Yi held my hand instead, and we started going down the stairs.

"My friend's cousin, drop by." He explained.

I wondered: "By the way?" I turned to look at her: "What are you doing at school at night?"

She took my hand and turned a corner, and answered me: "Pick you up."

I grinned calmly.

The background lights on the first floor were still flickering, Jing Yi took my hand and walked to the lawn again, I stepped on the stairs just now in three steps at a time, and suddenly became curious about everything around me.

The first step was close to the lawn, and it was a bit shorter. In order to be imposing, I stepped on the second step, so that I could just look down at her.

So I put my hands on my chest, looked up at her with my chin, and asked, "I'm your girlfriend now, right?"

After hearing this, Jing Yi only slightly raised his eyebrows, and generously admitted: "Yes."

I raised my head higher, pointed at these and those around me, and asked, "Tell me, when did you plan this!"

After hearing this, she smiled softly, put her hands in her pockets, turned her head slightly and looked at me with interest, and said in a teasing tone: "Your expression is wrong, you have no momentum." She pointed to my face: "Don't Hold back the laugh."

I pursed my lips, and when she said that, I just felt sore in my cheekbones.

After persisting for three seconds, I was finally defeated. I stepped forward with my thigh, stood in front of her, put my arms around her waist, and hugged her tightly.

No...

I really.

like.

A little too happy.

"Oh." I moved away from her a little, looked down at the second button of her shirt, and touched it a few times: "Just tell me." I looked up at her, then immediately lowered my head, and continued to circle around that button The button circled around: "I did what I said yesterday, and after I said those things, I was very panicked after I went back."

Every time I took a step closer to her, I was finally close, but she stretched out her hand mercilessly and pushed me away. (Please add Junyang: [-])

"I thought I was hopeless." I said with a laugh.

After the words fell, she stretched out her hand and hooked my chin.

"You can blush even when you say these words." She said helplessly, and stretched out her hand to gently press on my cheek.

I can imagine that the piece of skin that was pressed by her will suddenly turn white, and then slowly return to the surrounding color.

I snorted: "What are you doing!"

She smiled: "After I went back yesterday, I watched that movie."

I gasped and asked, "Is it very touching, do you have any after-views?"

She shook her head: "Then I was too sleepy, I didn't finish reading, and fell asleep."

I:……

"As for these." She casually drew a circle in the air: "I thought about it this afternoon." She sighed slightly and pinched my chin: "I didn't think so soon."

I was puzzled after hearing this, and asked before she finished speaking: "Why? Want to test me? Test me?"

She shook her head and poked my head: "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow morning, and I've already taken the school leave, and I won't be back until more than half a month later." She reached out and fiddled with my bangs: "I wanted to tell you when I came back, who knows you."

"Oh." My hair was pulled by her.

She smiled triumphantly: "Skip my class."

After finishing speaking, he looked down at me: "It's quite capable."

I smiled.

She continued: "It sounds irresponsible to separate the two places as soon as they are together, but someone."

Someone is staring at her.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and poked my face again: "I'm afraid you'll have to think too much after waiting for half a month."

Me: Hahahaha.

what!Love always makes people cranky, no way!

But Jing Yi's consideration was right. I suddenly had the illusion that she knew me very well. If she would leave tomorrow without what happened tonight, then I might take her leaving as a reason for her My confession, I skipped class and left.

When people are in a self-righteous world, they always find it difficult to extricate themselves, as if all the causal relationships around them are all because of themselves, the protagonist, who does not know who gave the face.

In retrospect, Jing Yi has actually no longer rejected my approaching in the past few months, and even misses me occasionally.

In order not to be too sentimental and not to get too deep, I often ignore everything she does to me, such as her concern every time I feel uncomfortable, and every time she comes back from a certain place, she always brings me a little Gifts, as well as her occasional teasing in words, surpassed that of teachers and students beyond friendship.

Oh, I still remember it very clearly.

It's just that I don't want to remind myself many times, and don't give myself the illusion that she likes me too.

But these things that actually exist always make me cycle in the whirlpool of she likes me and she doesn't like me. This kind of thinking that both left and right are right and left is neither is very painful.

She doesn't like me, so why is she doing this to me.

She likes me, she, is she blind.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

After hearing this explanation, I looked at her shamelessly and said, "Then you can tell me earlier."

It's obvious that I already know that I like you.

She smiled, turned her head slightly to look up at me, and said very gently: "I want you to know me better."

I paused, then laughed.

So after such a encounter, I asked: "Jing Yi, what do you like about me?"

When I asked this question, Jing Yi had already taken my hand and walked to the side, and she settled on the edge of the piano. She walked around the bench and sat down, and motioned for me to sit beside her.

Then she said, "I don't know."

I pursed my lips and snorted: "Can't you praise me?"

She smiled: "Then I'll think about it."

After speaking, she picked up the microphone on the side, fixed it on the piano, and faced her.Then she slapped the microphone twice, and I looked up. I don't know when the audio equipment was turned on, and then there was a pongpong sound.

Wow, such a big burst of praise is really embarrassing.

"Cheng Keke." She called my name into the microphone.

The atmosphere suddenly softened.

In fact, the atmosphere has always been very gentle, as long as I don't pester her, as long as I don't speak too fast.

"You sang me a song." She pressed the re key on the keyboard a few times, and then looked at me with a smile: "I'll give you one back."

After she finished speaking, she put her hands on the keys and played slowly.

I focused on the piano, a beautiful prelude, she grabbed a falling note and said into the microphone: ""You Wait for Me at the End"."

After she finished speaking, she laughed softly, and the small breath that inadvertently exhaled from her nasal cavity came out from the speaker.

The first time I heard her sing, it made me a little nervous. With the accompaniment, she raised her head close to the microphone and sang slowly.

"You gave me an umbrella..."

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