There is no melodious accompaniment, no pleasant tone, but it can penetrate the hearts of the people and hit the deepest tenderness.
Why did the girl who was laughing on the stage burst into tears, and why was it so distressing?
Shen Dapeng held his guitar in silence without applause and reached out to ask Wang Xueying to step down together. Wang Xueying dodged his hand for the first time.
"My singing is so ugly. Thank you for liking me. Thank you."
Wang Xueying's voice was still a little hoarse. She bowed deeply. When she lowered her head, she took the opportunity to wipe away her tears. She smiled again. She didn't care about Shen Dapeng behind her. She went to the backstage.
Shen Dapeng shrugged helplessly, waved goodbye to the students off the stage, returned to the back of the curtain with his guitar, returned the guitar to a boy, and went to catch up with Wang Xueying.
All the way to the back door of the backstage dressing room, in the dark night, I found Wang Xueying squatting in the corner of the bush.
"It's cold outside. Go back to the house!"
Shen Dapeng walked slowly and squatted next to Wang Xueying.
"It's none of your business."
Wang Xueying replied angrily.
"Xueying, we are classmates, deskmates and good friends. Shouldn't we care about you?"
"Shen Dapeng, I warn you, we are classmates and deskmates, but we are not good friends and will never be good friends, because you are destined to be my man and I will be your woman, too!"
Wang Xueying's eyes always stared at the ground without looking at Shen Dapeng. Her tone of voice was indisputable. It was like saying to Shen Dapeng, but it was more like an oath and an explanation to herself.
"Some things can't be forced. Why? You are a good girl... "
"I know I'm a good girl. I don't need you to send me a good man card. My father and my sister can't manage my affairs, let alone you. You just have to be ready to be my man."
Wang Xueying suddenly got up and walked towards the house. When she came to the door, she didn't forget to emphasize again, "remember, I won't let go in my life, never in my whole life!"
"Hoo!"
Staring at Wang Xueying's lost and firm back, Shen Dapeng couldn't think of a better way to refuse Wang Xueying except for a happy deep breath.
The previous straightforward refusal, the euphemistic lyrics just now, and even some unfair and ungrateful actions towards Wang Xueying again and again failed to break Wang Xueying's heartstrings. What else can he do except silence?
Having experienced the vicissitudes of life and felt the parting of relatives, Shen Dapeng can solve many things with a mature mind or adhere to the creed at the bottom of his heart.
However, with the word "feelings", he could not "be flattered or humiliated and watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court", nor could he "have no intention of going or staying and look at the clouds in the sky.".
He cherishes his precious love with Cao Mengyuan. However, he doesn't hate Wang Xueying's madness and cheerfulness. People's hearts are flesh long. How many people can turn a blind eye to pay without asking for return?
In the cold wind below zero, Shen Dapeng Leng squatted for more than ten minutes until his feet became numb, then slowly got up and rubbed his legs that couldn't walk because of paralysis.
Put away his stunned eyes, patted his cheeks with his hands like a slap, kept himself awake as much as possible, rubbed his cheeks like washing his face, and then sighed deeply.
He knows very well that what he is going to do now is a "four-year agreement". As an indomitable man, he can't break his oath, nor can he be good at liking the new and hating the old. If he can, he prefers "to be alone and work together for life.".
When I returned to the auditorium, the performance on the stage had already ended. There were no boring three and a half sentences and no hot modern dance. Under the dim light, the waltz with a slightly lazy taste came leisurely from the speaker.
Although Shuimu university is a national first-class university, only a few students can dance ballroom dance. Most people gather around, talking and laughing, exchanging gifts and chatting.
"Hey, Dapeng, I didn't expect you to sing very well."
Shen Dapeng was patted on the shoulder. Looking back, Qu Yina smiled sweetly and looked up at herself.
"When did you come? And hear me sing? "
"I happened to see you pushed onto the stage by your good brother, ha ha!"
Qu Yina covered her mouth and snickered, but she couldn't stop the laughter from her heart and stuck in her throat.
"Er..."
Shen Dapeng was slightly embarrassed and turned off the topic. "I didn't expect you to come. Isn't the work in the laboratory tired enough? Don't you go home early to rest? "
"Today is Christmas Eve. It will be Christmas in two hours. It's a festival once a year. Of course, we have to play all night. When we were in the United States, a group of people reveled every Christmas. The scene is better than ours."
Qu Yina didn't wear her usual professional dress today, but the jeans and sweater of normal girls. With the light brown outside, her plump figure can't be covered. Especially when she shakes her body slowly with the music, the bulge on her chest keeps shaking, which is more attractive.
"Shen Dapeng, can you dance?"
While Qu Yina asked, the scallion white jade hand had taken the initiative to deliver it to Shen Dapeng, waiting for Shen Dapeng to take another step forward.
"I... won't."
Shen Dapeng smiled a little embarrassed. In his previous life and this life, he rarely came into contact with such a dance. Even if he talked about business with many bosses in his previous life, it was also a nightlife of pushing cups and changing lamps and drinking wine. If he was allowed to dance a disco or shake slowly, he would really not dance.
"I can teach you, come on!!"
Shen Dapeng didn't take the initiative. Qu Yina was trying to drag Shen Dapeng into the dance floor. At this time, Qi Feng got out of nowhere, stood in front of them, smiled and extended his big hand.
"Ina, I guess you will come to the dance. Let's dance together?"
"I don't want to dance!"
Qu Yina was surprised by Qi Feng's sudden appearance, but she soon recovered her composure and refused Qi Feng's invitation without hesitation.
"You had to dance with Shen Dapeng just now. Why don't you want to dance again? He won't, I will! "
"I don't want to jump now, can't I?"
Qu Yina doesn't hate Qi Feng. After all, after years of classmates and friends, she doesn't want to give Qi Feng too many ideas. Since it's impossible to be together, she won't play ambiguous.
"Ina, tonight is Christmas Eve. Our friends for many years can't dance? Are you too cruel to me? I came to you specially to have the first dance with you... "
"Ina said she didn't want to dance. Why did you force her? You are not a gentleman. "
Qi Feng still wants to insist, but he hears sarcasm coming from the side, and the tone is a little strange. He also feels a little astringent when talking. Turning around, he sees that two foreigners are smiling at Qu Yina.