She Came To My Concert

It wasn't until her windows were creaked by the wind that she hung her head and typed a line.

【Wishing Letter】: Building 4, Room 1203

After posting, I felt that I looked too obedient, so I added a sentence.

[Zhu Wenshu]: I go to bed on time at 10:30, otherwise I will be late tomorrow.

Ling Chen didn't reply.

Zhu Wenshu was holding the phone and sitting straight at the desk.

Two minutes later, she glanced at the door, picked up her phone and walked into the living room.

The light in Ying Fei's room was still on, Zhu Wenshu pondered for a moment, then picked up his phone and sent Ling Chen a message.

[Zhu Wenshu]: Otherwise, if you have something to say, just talk about it on your phone.

As soon as it was sent out, there was a knock on the door.

She stared at the door, her heart beating with the knock.

I don't know what will happen after opening this door.

After a long time, Zhu Wenshu walked slowly to the door, only opened a crack.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor had already been turned off, and Ling Chen stood in the darkness in all his clothes, only his eyes were shining.

Zhu Wenshu stared at him for a long time before saying, "You—"

"Do you like rose flowers?"

he asked suddenly.

Zhu Wenshu was dumbfounded for a moment, not knowing why he asked this suddenly, and staring at him for a long time, then whispered: "It's okay."

She doesn't particularly like any kind of flower, it's not because of who sent it.

If you don't like it, it's also meaningless to send diamond flowers.

I like it, it feels làng romantic to send dog tail flowers.

Suddenly, Ling Chen stretched out his hand behind his back.

A large bouquet of pink roses was stuffed into Zhu Wenshu's arms. She had small hands and couldn't hold them. She subconsciously hugged them to her chest with both hands so as not to scatter all over the floor.

"you……"

She looked at the rose flowers in her arms, and then at Ling Chen, "You came here just to give flowers?"

Ling Chen let out a "huh".

Feeling the air-conditioning on his clothes, Zhu Wenshu looked away and whispered, "I'm too easy to support."

"What did you say?"

"I said,"

Zhu Wenshu didn't want to admit that he softened his heart so easily, so he muffled, "I'm going to sleep."

Ling Chen looked down at his watch.

"Two minutes, I—"

Suddenly, the latch of Ying Fei's room door rang.

Zhu Wenshu's heart beat violently, and he closed the door as soon as he stretched out his hand. He turned around and pressed his back against the door when he heard a muffled groan.

"What are you doing?"

Ying Fei heard the voice and walked over to take a look. Seeing Zhu Wenshu standing at the door with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, she immediately took two steps back and held back her urine.

"Go ahead, I'm going back."

After Ying Fei closed the door again, Zhu Wenshu turned around slowly.

After opening the door, she turned her head sideways to look out, and saw Ling Chen half-hunched, covering his nose with the back of his hand.

Seeing her reappear, Ling Chen raised his eyes to look at her, and said in a muffled voice after a while: "What are you doing?"

Zhu Wenshu realized that he had just hit the bridge of his nose when he closed the door, and touched his nose unconsciously.

"Sorry, my roommate is out, I'm afraid of being seen..."

"I'm not afraid."

After he finished speaking, Zhu Wenshu realized that he just came up with flowers, without even wearing a mask.

Really not afraid of being seen.

After a long silence, she didn't know what to say, so she could only repeat mechanically.

"I'm going to go to bed."

"Wait."

Ling Chen glanced at the flowers in her arms, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to be busy with the concert in the next half month."

After a long time, Zhu Wenshu said "Oh".

"Then go for it."

Looking up again, she found Ling Chen staring at her.

"will you come?"

His voice fell heavily in the darkness of the corridor.

I don't know if it's because the weather is too cold, Zhu Wenshu felt a hint of pleading from his tone.

There is a piece in my heart, and it collapses very disappointingly.

Zhu Wenshu moved his lips several times, but still turned his head away, not looking at him.

"That day……"

"It was Saturday."

Ling Chen almost expected that she would say that she was very busy, "You don't have classes."

"Oh...Saturday...Saturday?"

Zhu Wenshu suddenly asked, "Isn't it Zhou Tian?"

Ling Chen sighed lightly.

"It's the 24th, Saturday."

"ah?"

Zhu Wenshu blinked.

Isn't it a Christmas concert? Why on Christmas Eve?

"But that day is my birthday, if I go to the concert, how will I spend my birthday..."

"I've given it to you."

He answered quickly.

But these four words played back in Zhu Wenshu's ears.

Every time it is played back, it hits the soft place in her heart.

I have given you.

Zhu Wenshu read it silently several times in his heart.

"Oh...it depends."

These four words seemed to have magical powers, and for the next few days, Zhu Wenshu kept ringing these words in his ears.

Especially when the concert is getting closer and closer, when she is in the subway station or on the big screen in the mall,

When I was able to see the promotional picture, some ideas slowly sprouted in my mind.

While inviting her to the concert, Ling Chen said he would celebrate her birthday.

If she didn't think much about it, she could almost predict what would happen that day.

Saying that I don't expect it is too much against my will.

But she was not ready either, wondering if she could accept Ling Chen on the premise of knowing that Ling Chen had an unforgettable Bai Yueguang.