"Ye ChuChu, do you like violin very much?" Tang Dynasty seemingly casual asked.

"Like it? I don't know. At first I didn't go to school because I liked it... "After a pause, ye ChuChu continued:" however, after a long time, it has gradually become an indispensable thing in my life, which is to become... Tang Dynasty, do you understand? It's like eating every day. "

"Do you like it or are you used to it?" Tang Shi asked.

"Like it! Have you ever seen a man stick to his disgusting habit day by day? " When ye ChuChu finished, he grinned at Tang Dynasty, and his eyes were very nice.

Tang Shi nodded and said, "well, you like it."

Ye ChuChu gave a faint "Er". Maybe at first, she didn't like it, but later, she gradually fell in love with the feeling of standing in the middle of the stage with a violin. After each performance, the roaring applause under the stage was the voice recognized by others. Ye ChuChu enjoyed every time, the feeling of being recognized.

"ChuChu, you see, in the corridor on the second floor, I went over with a pile of exercise books. That's my sister." Tang's voice, with a touch of gentle and proud tone.

Ye ChuChu looks along the direction of Tang Shi's fingers. A white girl walks slowly by. The girl seems to notice that someone is looking at her. She stops and looks down. Suddenly, she looks at ye ChuChu's clear eyes

It was the first time ye ChuChu and Tang xiaorou looked at each other.

Tang xiaorou looks away and smiles. When she faces Tang, she waves her slender arm. Her eyes fall on ye ChuChu again. The corner of her mouth rises and she smiles faintly. Then ye ChuChu shows a friendly smile.

"Xiaorou, come down. I have something to tell you."

Tang xiaorou hesitated for a moment, nodded gently, "brother, I'll send my homework to the teacher first, and I'll come down to you in a moment."

"Well, you go. I'll wait for you here."

"Good." Tang xiaorou smiles and leaves with her homework in her arms.

"In Tang Dynasty, I can't see it! You are still a sister control. Just now you speak in a gentle tone. You can drip water. " Ye ChuChu's eyes are full of banter and his tone is joking.

In Tang Dynasty, he was very generous, but he didn't retort. He said in a soft voice, "of course, I'm good to my sister. She and I are the only relatives of each other in the world. I'm not good to her. Who am I good to?"

Ye ChuChu's brain didn't move, his mouth moved first, and he asked, "what about your parents?"

"When we were very young, we died in a car accident. Xiaorou and I were orphans." In the Tang Dynasty, the tone was flat and the expression was light. I can't see how sad it was. However, a burst of guilt came up from the bottom of Ye ChuChu's heart.

"Tang Shi, I'm sorry, I don't know..."

"There's nothing to be sorry about, I'm not sad, because my sister xiaorou and I have a good life."

In the Tang Dynasty, he raised his hand and pinched it. Ye ChuChu's face was as smooth as jade. Um... Sure enough, he felt as good as he had imagined. Suddenly, he was reluctant to let go.

Ye ChuChu immediately made a small voice like a mosquito, "pain..."

"Does it hurt?" Tang Shi was so scared that he let go. He didn't seem to exert himself. Can you hurt ye ChuChu like this? Are girls so spoiled?

"The reason why my skin is too sensitive, you see, it must be red." Ye ChuChu complains slightly.

Tang Shi dropped his eyes and looked at the place he had just pinched. There was a suspicious red on his white skin. Tang Shi was slightly surprised and said, "it's really there!"

When ye ChuChu no longer took care of Tang Dynasty, he was speechless. He gave him a white look and rubbed his face.