Capital city, Beijing Conservatory of music.
Girls' dormitory building.
Tang Xiaoying has just finished class, and returned to the dormitory, and several beautiful roommates, chatting and laughing.
In art colleges like Beijing Conservatory of music, generally speaking, the beauty of girls is online.
Of course, it's rare to have Tang Xiaoying's amazing appearance, which can be called national beauty and natural beauty.
After all, Tang Xiaoying not only has a full score of 100, but also can score 98.
And her temperament is more outstanding, than the general only beautiful sister, but there is more a bit of charm.
"Well, Xiaoying, you look so good-looking. Why don't you talk about an object?"
The roommate began to gossip.
Especially for such an excellent girl as Tang Xiaoying, the most gossip is of course her love situation.
It has to be said that in the Beijing Conservatory of music, many girls, apart from the boys in this school, have long been masters of famous flowers even if they leave the campus.
There are even some pretty girls, who are close to the big money, or enter the performing arts circle, and find big men to hold their legs.
In short, everyone is writing a different youth and trajectory.
And Tang Xiaoying, such a high-quality girl, pursuers are even more crazy. There are often boys in the girls' dormitory downstairs, lighting heart-shaped candles and laying heart-shaped red roses to express their love to her.
Without exception, Tang Xiaoying refused one by one.
No one knows what kind of person Tang Xiaoying will like.
Of course, those who confessed to her were not bad.
Many are still born in the imperial capital, rich and poor, but Tang Xiaoying's heart is like stagnant water and is not moved at all.
But they do not know, Tang Xiaoying's heart, has long had a candidate.
"Xiaoying, according to my book, your family situation is not particularly good. You should simply find someone who can help you in your career. For example, if you stay in the imperial capital, you can try to hand it over to the young masters and princes in the imperial capital."
"That is, Xiaoying, with your appearance, it's absolutely a piece of cake in a second."
"Hey, look at you one by one, haven't you heard of it? Xiaoying, she already has her own heart! "
"Ah? Is it? Who is it? "
Gossip is a girl's nature. Once you smell it, you'll dig deep into it until you get to the bottom of it and there's no place to hide it.
"Yo Yo Yo, Xiao Ying, you are a famous flower owner. You are very deep!"
"No, who is it? Tell me a little bit ~ "
Tang Xiaoying looks around her roommate with expectant and sincere eyes. She purses her mouth and says," I I... "
She hesitated for a long time, but she didn't know how to speak.
"Cough, Xiaoying, I heard that the person you like is called Lin Wuxuan, right?"
"Why? Lin Xuan? Is it from our school? Xiaoying, say it quickly, you want to die of us ~ "
referring to Lin Xuan, Tang Xiaoying's mind was slightly frightened, and her mouth was covered with a sweet smile. However, her heart sank again.
Because she knows very well who Lin Xuan is!
"He He is not from our school... "
"Oh, it's interesting. Is it from another school? What school is it from? Tsinghua University or Peking University? Must be a great talent? "
Tang Xiaoying faltered, "no, he He is a I My big brother whom I adore... "
"Big brother? Oh, I'll go, Xiaoying. How old are you? "
While talking, Tang Xiaoying's phone rang. She picked up her mobile phone, looked at the screen, and the note was "mommy". She pointed to her roommate, pointed to her mobile phone, and whispered, "my mother is calling ~"
my roommate was angry, so she had to give up and raise her hand to indicate to Tang Xiaoying, "here, you answer the phone first, and continue later!"
"Yes, such a hot gossip, you must continue ~"
Tang Xiaoying pressed to answer, and in a sweet voice, she said, "Mommy ~"
at the end of the phone, aunt Tang hesitated for a long time and said to Tang Xiaoying in a very heavy tone: "Xiaoying, a Xuan, he He... "
Tang Xiaoying was stunned. His smile became stiff and immediately asked, "Ma, brother Xuan What's the matter with him? "
Her heart suddenly appeared a sense of foreboding, from her mother's words, she felt an unprecedented dignified.
Is there something wrong with brother Xuan?
"Brother Xuan, he He is dead! "
At the end of the speech, aunt Tang was already sobbing and choking.
Tang Xiaoying was like a thunderbolt from the blue. With a stiff body and a dull expression, Tang Xiaoying immediately turned to the phone and called out: "Mom, what's the situation? Make it clear, brother Xuan, he How could he? ""Xiaoying, a Xuan is kind to us. Two days later, it will be his funeral. If you can, you can come back and send him the last one."
Aunt Tang was very sad.
Tang Xiaoying, with tears in her eyes, choked back and said, "OK, mom, I know. I'll ask for leave right now."
after hanging up the phone, Tang Xiaoying threw herself on the desk and began to cry bitterly.
At this time, roommates have already from the phone, aware of what, have come to Tang Xiaoying behind, began to comfort her.
"Xiaoying, what's the matter? Your mother called you. Who's wrong? "
"Yes, Xiaoying, don't cry in a hurry. If there is any difficulty, please tell us ~"
Tang Xiaoying slowly raised his hazy tears and said in a voice: "it's brother Xuan, he He's gone, he's dead! "
"Brother Xuan? It is... "
"Ah? You mean, the object you like, he... "
These roommates are also stunned, slightly adjust the dignified atmosphere, can only be a comfort.
"Xiaoying, life is impermanent. You can't be reborn after death. You should be patient and flexible."
"Yes, Xiaoying, do you have to be lenient, understand?"
Tang Xiaoying was silent for a while. She said thanks to her roommates, "thank you. Thank you for your encouragement. Two days later, it's brother Xuan's wedding. I have to ask for leave to go back to see him for the last time."
"If you want to go back, you have to go back ~"
roommates have expressed their support.
Tang Xiaoying slightly adjusted her mood, got up and walked out of the bedroom, avoided her roommate, and came to the corridor. She dialed Murong Hanxiao's phone.
For Lin Xuan's bad news, she must also tell Murong Hanxiao.
In any case, she and Murong Hanxiao both received the favor of Lin Xuan. Now that Lin Xuan died young, we should call on Murong Hanxiao to go back to Shenzhen market together to see Lin Xuan for the last time and send him the last journey
"Dudu Dudu..."
The phone was connected. Soon, Murong Hanxiao's voice came from one end of the phone, "Hello, Xiaoying, it's me, Hanxiao..."
"Elder martial sister It's a little whine... "
Originally Tang Xiaoying thought that she had controlled her emotions, but when she heard the voice of Murong Hanxiao, she did not hold back and began to cry with grief.
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