Confession

Zhou Jingze finally took her back to school, while Sheng Nanzhou and the others were already in the rehearsal room. After all, this was Xu Sui's second visit to Beihang University. As soon as he entered the gate of the school, he happened to meet the phalanx team who had just finished training. They were dressed in sea-blue uniforms and were brave and heroic, like a large wave of waves hitting him.

"Why didn't I see you wearing the pilot's uniform?" Xu Sui asked.

Every time Xu Sui saw him, he was dressed in black, not a black jacket or a jacket, and he had never seen him in a uniform. "That's because the timing of you seeing me was not coincidental," Zhou Jingze turned his head and eyes on her body, making a slight chuckle, "Why, do you want to see me through?"

Xu Sui ran into his eyes and couldn't answer for a while, stammering: "No...I don't think Sheng Nanzhou is...not wearing it."

She and Zhou Jingze wanted to explain clearly, Zhou Jingze looked straight ahead, in a sloppy state, and she didn't know if she was listening.

Suddenly, a boy rushed over and brushed his shoulders. He naturally raised his hand and grabbed her elbow. Xu instantly froze and tightened his nerves, and directly pulled her aside.

Xu Sui hit his shoulder with a staggered chin. The two were so close, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of his neat lower jaw line, which was a bit hard. It was a boy's savagely growing bone, thin and powerful. The wind blew through the gap between the two, she felt the temperature of his bones, and her heart jumped uncontrollably.

"Look at the road." A low voice fell on the top of his head.

Zhou Jingze walked ahead with his hands in his pockets. Xu Sui followed, the elbow on the side he sent away was still numb, as if there was electricity rushing past.

She quietly compared Zhou Jingze's back. Just now, her chin reached his shoulder.

When the two came to the rehearsal room, it was already twenty minutes late. Sheng Nanzhou was so angry that he wanted to take off his shoes and dared not to hit him.

"Okay." Zhou Jingze pressed his tongue to his left cheek and smiled.

Sheng Nanzhou stood in front of the stage and began to verbose: "Except for Zhou Ye, all the musical instruments in everyone's hands must have been ashamed. For this rehearsal, we will re-train the instruments individually. In the second half, we will pick a song at will. How is the tacit understanding?"

No one cares about him.

Sheng Nanzhou subconsciously cast his help-seeking eyes at the good-tempered Xu Sui, who said with face: "Okay."

The rehearsal room was very large, and Xu Sui sat in front of the drum set, turned the drumsticks in his hand, and began to try to find the feeling. Everyone started to practice the instruments in their hands, and she took the opportunity to listen to Liu's singing while she was practicing.

Da Liu is tall and strong, and his facial features are also a bit fierce. He didn't expect his voice to be nice and gentle, and the contrast was quite big.

A group of people are practicing, making different instrument sounds. Suddenly, there was a low sound similar to the sound of the piano on a rainy day, making people unconsciously plunged into a situation of loss on a rainy day. The sound of the piano was very nice.

Everyone in the venue unconsciously put down their instruments, and unanimously looked at Zhou Jingze, who was sitting forward and playing the cello. Because the movements of the crowd were too consistent and their eyes worshiped, Sheng Nanzhou asked, "Isn't it handsome if I play the accordion?"

"You seem to be playing a mop, do you think you are holding Harry Potter's broom?" Hu Qianxi gave a look that you are about to wake up.

Xu Sui looked at Zhou Jingze's back in a daze. He sat diagonally in front of Xu Sui. For the first time, she could look at him openly. When he was in high school before, he was sitting in the last row. The teacher asked another classmate to stand up to answer the question, and she pretended to turn her head to look at that classmate.

In fact, I looked back at Zhou Jingze.

He was everywhere in the light.

I don’t know when Zhou Jingze took off his jacket. He was only wearing a white shirt with his sleeves pulled up to his even forearm. He tilted his head, his left knee against the left side of the piano, and the other long leg clamped the crimson piano. Body, the right hand holds the strings and slowly pulls on the strings, and the left hand presses on it to pluck the strings.

Zhou Jingze's sloppy energy disappeared, his back was straight, like a bow, his eyes were focused, light jumping on his eyelashes, yuppie and gentleman.

The sound of the piano is very beautiful, like going through a rain and a wind, with a lot of thoughts in it. Xu Sui listened quietly after sitting, thinking of the first half of the second semester of high school, because of the boring thinking of solving problems, day after day, ordinary occasional envy of others' wanton shining dull period.

It rained heavily on Wednesday, fog filled the entire classroom, and even the desk was covered with water vapor. The rain was so heavy that most people stayed at school at noon. The classroom is full of noisy, there is everything for playing games, telling bad jokes, and doing homework.

Because of the unsatisfactory math grades and the poor environment in the classroom, Xu ran to the lecture hall on the top floor alone. When she passed the corridor, she accidentally caught a glimpse of Zhou Jingze staying with a group of people.

A few boys, and a well-known girl in school, they stayed together, talking and laughing, Zhou Jingze sat in the middle, not talking very much, smiling lazily, but the most attractive.

I don’t know who made a joke between a girl and Zhou Jingze. The other party didn’t have stage fright and asked, "Do you dare?"

He sat on the table with his back against the wall, his school uniform jacket was loose, and his face was sharp and sharp. He slowly smiled when he heard this sentence, put his hand on the girl's waist, and rubbed his palm lightly.

Feeling shuddering, the girl chuckled, and she surrendered and lay on his shoulders.

He whispered tightly in the ear of the girl, sloppy and fascinating.

There were roaring noises and screams around.

Although it was only from the back, she caught a glimpse of the long arrogant and iconic tattoo on the back of his hand, and a cello with a Z engraved on the body.

Isn't he who else?

Xu Sui quickly retracted his gaze, and quickly accelerated his steps as they booed and the girls laughed, and then walked into the innermost lecture hall, closed the door and gasped for a little breath, and began to check and fill the vacancies. As a result, he couldn't enter a single wrong question. The throat is too dry.

It seemed that Zhou Jingze said something in the middle. A group of people quickly pushed the door and walked out, and the next door was quiet again. Just when she thought everyone was gone, there was a violent sound of the cello next door.

Only Zhou Jingze was there.

He was practicing the piano. For some reason, Xu Sui's heart calmed down. She picked up the test papers and notes from the table and walked to the side against the wall. She sat on the ground with her back against the wall, and began to calmly correct the wrong questions. Write test papers.

Accompanied by the sound of rain, across a wall, she listened to Zhou Jingze's piano practice for nearly an hour.

Those two or three months were the rainy season, and the sky was soaked in a layer of misty humidity. As long as it rained heavily to stay at school at noon, Xu Sui would run to the lecture hall to learn. And listen to Zhou Jingze playing the cello.

She was trying her luck, sometimes he would come, sometimes he would not.

The classmates all complained about the inconvenience of rainy days and the dampness of the southern sky, but she liked it very much.

I would rather rain every day because you are here.

And now, Xu Sui looked at Zhou Jingze's back and thought that she could finally watch him play the cello in an open manner.

A group of people had finished rehearsal at 7 o'clock in the evening and were about to go out for dinner. They walked out of the rehearsal hall and chatted. The sky was the dark blue of the curtain, and the cold wind blew, Xu Sui flinched unconsciously.

Zhou Jingze walked in front, the dim street lamp stretched his shadow, Xu Sui quietly walked into his shadow.

After listening to Zhou Jingze playing the cello, Liu admired him to a higher level, and kept talking about him all the way.

"Master Zhou, your level is completely at the level of the National Theater Hall. Didn't you hear that you are going to study in Austria and continue to study music? How come you suffer?" Da Liu asked.

Xu Sui stood by and listened to them. She was actually curious about why Zhou Jingze did this. Don't put a good future ahead, I came here to choose a flight technology major with an undetermined path.

Back in the sky, Zhou Jingze's change of volunteers caused a lot of trouble, but no one knew the reason for this.

Zhou Jingze walked forward while swiping his head down and swiped his mobile phone. He smiled and did not answer.

Da Liu was so curious that he looked at Sheng Nanzhou subconsciously, and the latter shrugged: "Since I was young, I didn’t understand what he was thinking, but he is mature. Is it easy for you to be understood by Master Zhou? Are you Zhou Ye?"

Zhou Jingze kicked Sheng Nanzhou directly: "You are really a talented person if you don't tell the story."

"Every time I want to sew his mouth with needle and thread." Hu Qianqian agreed very much.

When Sheng Nanzhou was about to say something, a boy walked over from the side, tall and with double eyelids. He walked up to Hu Xixi and said in a shy tone, "Well... can I have your phone number?"

A group of people stopped, and Zhou Jingze was finally willing to take his eyes off the phone a little, and he happened to look at the person standing on the side in time.

Zhou Jingze didn't look at Hu Qianxi, he was looking at Sheng Nanzhou.

Hu Qianxi was rehearsing for the band today, wearing a black jacket, black pants, and specially painted smoky makeup, and walking on the road with a bass on her back, it is indeed a bit cool.

It is completely different from the cute image of Qi Liu Hai with the second dimension.

"Me?" Hu Qianxi pointed at herself.

The boy scratched his head: "Yes, I won't harass you at night."

Hu Qianxi has always been refreshing, and the other party is still a handsome boy. When she was about to say "Okay", Sheng Nanzhou on the side said aloud and asked: "Dude, are you astigmatic or nearsighted? I need me to take you to see. ?"

"what?"

"Sheng Nanzhou!"

The two voices sounded in unison.

"Have you considered it clearly? This girl has many faults and thieves. Don't be fooled by her appearance. She is stupid and has a big temper..." Sheng Nanzhou said earnestly, citing her many shortcomings.

The boy finally left.

They stood together, and Sheng Nanzhou took Hu Xixi's shoulders and urged: "Hurry up, go to dinner."

"Don't touch me!" Hu Qianxi's volume suddenly increased.

Hu Qianxi shook off Sheng Nanzhou's hand, before he could speak, a hot tear dripped on the back of his hand, her eyes flushed: "Do you think you know me well?"

Sheng Nanzhou panicked, and subconsciously wanted to step forward to wipe her tears. Unexpectedly, Hu Qianxi took a step back and looked at him. Her eyes were filled with grievances and incomprehension: "Why are you always like this? If you despise me so much, why? Call me for everything!"

"not like this…"

Without waiting for Sheng Nanzhou to explain, Hu Qianxi ran away after speaking. Xu Sui was too worried, and his first reaction raised his foot to chase. As a result, someone stepped forward and chased in the direction where Hu Qianxi ran away.

"What's the matter with them? Didn't they keep fighting like this?" Da Liu looked dumbfounded.

"Who knows?" Zhou Jingze smiled inexplicably.

"Will we have dinner then?" Da Liu asked.

Before Zhou Jingze's word "eat" was brought to his lips, his cell phone rang quickly in the next second, and he walked not far away to answer it.

Two minutes later, Zhou Jingze turned back, frowning, and his tone was a little anxious: "There is something wrong, let's go first."