With the face of Qingjun, the excellent tutor, and every move, they are very self-cultivating, and they belong to the type that girls are chasing.
At the end of the ceremony, he gracefully took Yun Jing's small hand and walked out of the hall.
Today's ceremony does not seem to be a complete one.
Lu Liye was still absent on such an important day.
The reason is that he just happened to assign an important task to him. He couldn't tolerate rejection, and he couldn't ask for leave at all. He had to obey unconditionally.
Yun Jing expressed understanding.
He was not the only one who was absent.
Also, Jing Xiangyang.
Her brother who grew up...
In the bottom of Yun Jing's eyes, there was a lot of inadvertent loss.
The gate of the palace was opened...
Surrounded by everyone, she walked out slowly, but in the next instant, she stood where she was... Feeling lost...
In the square outside the hall, there was an extra team of symphony orchestras at some point.
They sit side by side in an orderly manner.
The conductor’s left hand is the first violin player, the right is the cello player, and then the second violin, viola, piano, harp, trombone, tuba, trumpet, bassoon, flute, timpani... everything else, but also There are several instruments that Yun Jing can't name at all.
On the side of the orchestra, there is also a professional orchestra singer.
The moment the palace door opened...
The baton is raised, and the beautiful and vigorous melody is layered in the middle of the square... The high-pitched and passionate song penetrates into it, the familiar melody and lyrics, word by word... knocking on Yun Jing's heart... "When/ I /hear /the /bird /start /singing,I /wanna /see/ you,When/ I /see /the/ leaves /start/ fallin,I /wanna /see /you,The /only/ thing/ I'll /do.Don't /you /know,Is /to /rush /and /run /to /you,When /I /hear /the /clock /start/ tiching,I /start/ to/ miss /you,Oh ,The/ only/ thing/ I'll do.Is /gonna/ dream/ of /you,Wanna /stay /by /by/ by /you /side,... ,Wannabe /wannabe /wanna,I /wanna /be / your /lover,I'll /run /to /you, ooh... "
Tears flow out uncontrollably...
Two years ago, when the man hummed this tune on the other side of the phone to coax her to sleep, she still couldn't understand the meaning behind English... But now, after studying in the US for two years, she understood everything instantly.
"When I hear the bird singing, I want to see you, when I see the leaves fall, I want to see you, when I hear the bell ringing, I start to miss you, this is the only thing I can do, think Staying by your side, you are everything to me, you are the only connection between me and angel wings, talking about'love', but I can't stop thinking about you, just like a windy thing, like spring It’s like snowing, do you know that every morning is the beginning of your dream? We can’t grow old, one day we can spread our wings, you and me, me and you, spread our wings and want to be … I want to be your lover, I will run to you… ”
"I /wanna /be /your /lover,I'll /run /to /you..."
The last sentence…
Yun Jing repeatedly hummed with the orchestra: "I /wanna /be /your /lover, I'll /run /to /you..."
I want to be your lover, I will run to you...
Tears, wet the skirt.
It wasn't until the concerned voice of his fiance Chen Chumo sounded nearby that Yun Jing recovered from the sad tune.
In front of me, there was an extra paper towel.
Chen Chumo handed it over.
"Thank you..."
Yun Jing thanked him and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but couldn't wipe away the sourness in his heart.
"What's /up?" [What's wrong? 】
Chen Chumo asked her anxiously.
Yun Jing shook his head, smiled unnaturally, looked at the symphony orchestra opposite, and asked suspiciously, "Is this also what you prepared?"
"NO, I'm/in/the/middle/of/nowhere." [No, I don't know. 】
Chen Chumo shook his head and spread his hands, expressing incomprehension.
Yun Jing's clear water eyes were in a daze...
He couldn't help but turned his head, searched the crowd behind him, trying to find the familiar figure.
but no.
She retracted her gaze, her eyes seemed to be slightly lost.
"What, are, you, looking, for?" [What are you looking for? 】
Chen Chumo asked her curiously.
"No... nothing..."
Yun Jing retracted his gaze angrily.
But there was a constant guessing in my heart.
Who brought this professional symphony orchestra so painstakingly
Will it be him
Even if it is really him, what can he do now
…
Two months later...
Jing's family, at the family dinner every Monday.
Xiaonan still couldn't help but bring up the old thing again.
"Xiang Yang, your age is not too young, shouldn't you think about your marriage?"
Jing Xiangyang bowed his head and continued to eat, without raising his eyelids, in an attitude of deaf ears.
Xiaonan bumped her husband and motioned for him to help.
Jing Yixuan put aside the dishes and said with a serious face, "Your dad used to wear soy sauce when he was your age."
"Puff..."
Xiang Qing couldn't help laughing.
Thinking about the way my brother wears open crotch pants, I feel amused.
Jing Xiangyang gave her a cold look.
"What are you staring at? Mom and Dad are right. Do you think you are still young? You are at thirty and you are not married. Why? Want to die alone?"
Xiang Qinghu pretended to train his brother with arms akimbo.
Jing Xiangyang raised his mouth coldly, "If you want to marry such a noisy wife like you, it's better to be alone in this life!"
"you… "
Xiang Qingqi knot.
"What is noisy!!"
Xiaonan slapped the table with a stern face, to correct her mistress's heroism, "Boss, just say one thing, what are you going to do with this matter?"
Jing Xiangyang raised his eyelids indifferently, "What should I do?"
He just pretends to be garlic to the end.
"My daughter-in-law!"
"Why don't I bring you one back on the street?"
"..."
Xiaonan was so pissed by her son's anger, "Husband, look at him, look at how he talks, it's really mad at me!!"
Jing Xiangyang finished the last sip of soup in the bowl, set aside the soup spoon, and elegantly wiped his mouth with the tissue paper beside him, "Dad, Mom, I'm finished, you guys eat slowly..."
He stood up, moved his left foot uncomfortably, and wanted to leave.
"Brother..."
Xiang Qing yelled, hesitated for a moment, or asked out loud, "Don't you still think about it?"
Jing Xiangyang's broad back was slightly stiff.
Then, looking back at his sister, her expression was indifferent, "Why should I miss a married woman?"
"She's not married yet!"
Xiang Qing emphasized.
"and so?"
Jing Xiangyang narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"It's nothing… "
Seeing her brother's attitude, Xiang Qing felt that if she went on, she was just asking herself to be boring, "I just want to tell you that she's back!"
Seeing that there is still no emotion on her brother's face, Xiang Qing added, "It's been almost a month since I came back. It's just that you two are busy on weekdays. You don't have time to meet. If you want to see her..."
"I am very busy."
Before Xiang Qing could finish her words, Jing Xiangyang quickly intercepted her words, picked up the black suit on the back of the chair, put it on his arm casually, and nodded towards the opposite parents, "You eat slowly," I will have an important surgery later..."
After Jing Xiangyang finished speaking, he wandered out.
"Son, don't be too tired! Your body can't stand it, don't support it, you have to stand tired from the operation, remember to sit down and rest."
Xiaonan was still worrying about her son's back.
"Got it, mom!"
As Jing Xiangyang answered, he took out the car key and unlocked it.
…
The heat in June makes people restless.
Chan'er hid in the tree and screamed, his screams were monotonous and harsh, and the sun above his head was scorching the earth, and the entire city of S seemed to be shrouded in a big steamer.
It's such a hot day, but it happens to be like a child's fickle face, saying that it changes.
Against the fiery sun, a torrential rain suddenly began.
The heavy rain came unexpectedly, and it also came so swiftly that it caught the people walking on the street by surprise.
On the street, the traffic is endless...
At the red light, Jing Xiangyang stepped on a sudden brake.
The car stopped steadily.
The wiper swayed quickly on the front glass of the car, and in a daze, a familiar but long-lost charming image broke into his vision without warning... For a moment, all his thoughts were occupied.
I saw her, standing alone in the heavy rain.
There is no umbrella, but helplessly he uses his little hand to block the top of his head, seeming to want to block some rain.
But the rain was so fierce that she soaked the white dress on her body in a flash.
Her long black hair was drenched in the rain, and she was embarrassed like a little chicken, but she couldn't conceal the agile charm in her bones.
She is still her...
Watery eyes, like crescent moons, bend a bright and moving arc.
The long curled eyelashes are like two small cattail fans, and the rain drops on them, causing her to blink helplessly, revealing a few traces of innocence that make people feel heart-warming.
She hasn't seen each other for two years, and she doesn't seem to have changed much.
I have to say some changes, maybe my hairstyle has changed...
It was no longer the cute and playful long curly hair with bangs, instead, it was replaced by straight long black hair, which concealed her naughty little arrogance in her bones, and looked quite quiet.
Jing Xiangyang's faint black eyes were sunken a little bit.
In the next moment, I pushed the car door, regardless of the heavy rain outside the car, or whether my car was still in the middle of the road, so I prepared to get out of the car to pick her up... But I saw a black Bentley galloping past. Stopped steadily on Yun Jing's side.
In the next instant, I saw a man in formal clothes walking out of the car with an umbrella, and hurried towards Yun Jing.
Yun Jing hurriedly hid under his umbrella.
The gentleman opened the door of the passenger seat for her until she got into the car before he went around the body, took the umbrella, and got into the car.
Jing Xiangyang's action of opening the door froze there.
The rain fell in through the half-open car door.
Hit Jing Xiangyang's steep side face, a little cold.
He closed the car door.
The movements are a bit stiff.
Behind the car, there was a rapid whistle sound.
The red light stops and the green light turns on.
Jing Xiangyang returned to his senses.
Suddenly deep eyes restored the indifference and calmness of the past.
As if nothing happened just now.
Stepping on the accelerator, the car galloped away like a gust of wind, splashing layers of arrogant waves.
The car, passing by that black Bentley...
But he never turned his head and glanced at the girl in the Bentley car... It seems that he and her, until now, are just strangers!