Hundreds of meters away, they soon walked to the bus stop.
"Here we are. I'll go first. Bye."
Ye ChuChu turns around and is about to leave, but when she is stopped by him, she looks back at him.
Under her clear eyes, anziyan was very nervous, but the look on her face was still the same. He said gently to ye ChuChu, "thank you very much today. My name is anziyan. How about you?"
"You're welcome. I'm just lifting a finger. My name is ye ChuChu." She said with a smile, no longer stay, light footstep away.
An Ziyan watched her figure gradually disappear in the rain, and then whispered her name several times, "ye ChuChu, it's her..."
An Ziyan more or less survived ye ChuChu's name. After all, she has won the violin competition three times in a row.
After the accidental meeting, they met more and more. I remember she said later that they were really predestined, and they always met by chance.
He remembered that at that time, he just dropped his eyes and gave a faint smile, saying, yes, it's really a coincidence.
In fact, how can there be so many coincidences in the world? All coincidences are man-made.
What impressed him most was that time when he asked her why she wanted to help him that day, because after a long time, he gradually knew that she was not a helpful person.
She thought for a long time, and finally said mysteriously, I didn't even see your face clearly that day, so I saw a pair of beautiful hands and went forward to act as a good man.
An Ziyan looked down at his hands, a pair of white and slender hands, a pair of hands that are naturally suitable for playing the piano. He suddenly felt lucky that he inherited his mother's musical talent and learned the piano since childhood.
Later, they became more and more intimate. Every time he met her, he was entangled. He didn't dare to say what he liked about her, or even show a little bit, for fear that she would know that he couldn't even be a friend.
He also wanted to express his feelings in the past, but if he really liked someone, he would become timid and cowardly. Even if the chance to lose her was only one in ten thousand, he didn't dare. He thought, it would be better to be her best friend like this.
Deep in memory, an Ziyan suddenly felt that there was someone around him. He suddenly opened his bright eyes, and his big hand with a clear skeleton suddenly imprisoned his wrist on his face.
When he looked up, his eyes were as close as those in his memory. He was a little absent-minded, but he didn't realize that he was in reality or imagination.
Ye ChuChu was suddenly caught by his wrist, and was also startled. But he soon calmed down and asked in a soft voice, "Er, Ziyan, did I wake you up?"
He woke up with a start, relaxed his hand, grasped her strength, sat up, shook his head and said, "no, I haven't fallen asleep. How did you get up?"
"I don't think you have a quilt, so I want to cover it for you to save you from catching cold. After all, I sleep on the floor..."
Although there is carpet, the weather is cool now.
"ChuChu, I didn't cover it either. You're so eccentric if you don't cover it for me!" Gu Liangchen cried indignantly.
She gave him a big white eye and said, "you are thick skinned! It won't catch cold
Seeing an endless dispute happen again, anziyan fortunately interrupted in time, "well, it's late, ChuChu, go back to bed quickly, don't get up and have breakfast tomorrow."
Ye ChuChu nodded, "well, I'll go back to sleep, you remember to cover the quilt." With that, she got into bed like a stream of smoke. In fact, she just didn't want to look after Liangchen's wronged face.
She just wanted to cover the banquet for an Ziyan and then pull the quilt for him, but she didn't expect that both of them would wake up...