To The Lovely You

   Every time the whole class rehearses, Su Rou and Luo Yichen are not on the same frequency. That's because they were holding their breath and deliberately going against each other.

   When Luo Yichen sang fast, Su Rourou deliberately slowed down the rhythm; if Luo Yichen sang slowly, Su Rourou deliberately accelerated the rhythm.

The most immediate result of   's anger between the two was that the whole class would accompany them to practice -- over and over again.

   In the end, even the teacher couldn't stand it any longer: "I heard that you are neighbors, right? After going back, I have practiced tacit understanding and rhythm in private, come back!"

   "Yes." Like a well-behaved bunny, Su Rourou nodded in agreement, but she had already cursed Luo Yichen countless times in her heart.

  Who wants to practice with him! I hate him when I see him, and I don't want to say a word to him!

  Luo Yichen also looked very polite on the surface, and nodded to the teacher, but he was actually thinking of something else.

   How long has it been since he spoke to her? No more, no less, just half a year, he calculated every day very clearly.

   At first, he just ignored her because of her anger, but later he didn't know what happened to him, and he even started to talk to her.

   He felt that he was too worthless, but when there was no one, he would always unconsciously think about how to talk to her, so that he would not be scorned by her.

   Every time he rehearsed in his heart countless times, but every time he saw her, he couldn't say it anymore when he saw her ignoring him.

   Although he is very cold on the surface, his desire to talk to her is getting stronger and stronger!

  …………

   In the evening, Luo Yichen came home, and just after dinner, he paced back and forth in the living room, checking his phone from time to time. Will she come to him tonight?

   A well-behaved student like Su Rourou should not dare to disobey the teacher's arrangement.

   Several brave servants spoke up.

   "Master, can you not leave? It made me dizzy."

   "Master, can you stop sighing?"

   "Cough, whoever told you to stand here, let me go out!" Luo Yichen couldn't help but feel annoyed when he saw that his precautions were exposed.

   "Yes, Master." The servants followed one by one, and one of them turned around and said to Luo Yichen, "Is Young Master waiting for Rou Rou to come and play? Why don't you take the initiative to send a text message?"

   "Who told you! You have a lot of things to do!" Luo Yichen tucked the phone back into his trousers pocket and glared at him coldly, "Get out soon!"

   After all the servants had left, he unconsciously took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and stared at the contact column on the screen in a daze.

   After a long time, he finally mustered up the courage and sent a text message to Su Rourou. Of course, he said to himself in his heart that he didn't talk to her, and texting is not talking!

  Luo Yichen: [Rehearsal tonight, what time do you come here]

   The style of text messages is like his usual kind of cherishing words like gold. But only he knew how long it took him to type these words and then press the send button.

   But after waiting for a long time, he didn't get a reply from Su Rourou.

   Just when he suspected that his phone was broken and was about to kill her directly, the phone rang suddenly.

  Luo Yichen immediately picked up the phone ecstatically...

  Su Rourou: [Why do you want me to go there. 】