Zhu Xingyao was frozen when she returned to the backstage. She rubbed her bare arms hard and suddenly felt a heaviness on her shoulders. She was wearing a white down jacket, her own down jacket.
She turned back blankly and saw Lu Ji, wearing a black down jacket, standing tall and thin behind her.
Lu Ji looked at the girl's delicate collarbone and whispered to her, "Go change your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold."
"Thank you." Zhu Xingyao was frozen and his voice was trembling.
She smiled at him and ran to change her clothes. When she came back, she saw a small and exquisite gift box on her backpack. She looked around with the gift box in her hands, and her eyes met Lu Ji who was still standing there. He raised his eyebrows, smiled and said something.
It was noisy backstage, so she couldn't hear his voice clearly. From his lip movements, she could tell he was saying, "Happy New Year."
Zhu Yunping and Ding Yu came to pick her up. It was already one in the morning when she got home and took a shower. Zhu Xingyao opened the gift box, and inside was a custom-made wooden cello pendant, which looked very delicate, with a small white card underneath.
If you see it by chance, you will probably like it.
Signature: j
Is j Lu Ji's code name? Zhu Xingyao picked up the card. Lu Ji was really good at choosing gifts. Last time he gave her tickets to her favorite cello orchestra concert, and this time he gave her a cello pendant. Zhu Xingyao couldn't resist anything related to the cello.
She likes this pendant very much.
Lu Ji...
She thought of the boy's clean and sunny appearance, and felt a little fond of him.
Zhu Xingyao hung the cello pendant on the photo wall.
After the party, it was the weekend. Together with the three days of New Year's Day, it was a five-day holiday. It rained on the first day of the holiday. The weather was very cold. Zhu Xingyao stayed in the room and surfed the Internet. Li Xixi's QQ avatar flashed a few times:
"Go check out the campus forum. Half of the posts are about you, and the other half are about how Song Yi, a sophomore, confessed his love to Qu Wei and was scolded by the dean..."
"Senior Song Yi is so handsome and so brave!"
"By the way, did you know that Jiang Tu didn't go to the party last night? It was a waste of time for him to choose the music."
Zhu Xingyao was stunned and quickly typed, "Jiang Tu didn't go to the welcome party last night, why?"
Li Xixi: "I don't know. Ding Xiang called but the call didn't go through."
Didn’t answer the phone
Zhu Xingyao subconsciously thought of Chen Yi. Did something happen to his family? She picked up her phone and suddenly remembered that she didn't have his phone number, and Li Xixi certainly didn't have it either. She directly sent a message to Ding Xiang on QQ.
Ding Xiang quickly sent Jiang Tu's phone number and replied, "Goddess, why do you want Tu's number? I called all night last night but couldn't get through. I just tried and it's turned off..."
Zhu Xingyao was stunned for a moment before replying to Ding Xiang: "I have a math problem to ask him."
There were gusts of cold wind in Hexi Lane. The ventilation here was poor, and when it rained it was very damp and freezing cold.
Lin Jiayu stepped into Jiang Tu's house wearing a thick cotton coat. The house had been cleaned up and the furniture had been repaired. Those that could not be repaired had been thrown away. Jiang Lu was sitting alone at the dining table eating breakfast. She walked over and asked, "Where is your brother?"
"Inside."
"What happened last night? Chen Yi and his gang were never so excessive when they came here before."
Jiang Lu shook his head and sighed, "I don't know. They were all about to leave, but then someone said they were going to No. 1 Middle School to watch a gala... I don't know why they suddenly started fighting again. My brother..." He glanced towards the room and said in a very low voice, "My brother went a little crazy last night. Maybe he was under too much pressure."
Lin Jiayu sighed: "Where's your father?"
"Who knows? He wasn't at home last night, otherwise it wouldn't have turned out like this." He snorted, turned around and saw Jiang Tu coming out, and shrank his neck, "Brother."
"What are you doing here?" Jiang Tu looked at Lin Jiayu.
Lin Jiayu saw the wounds at the corners of his eyes and mouth, and curled her lips with some heartache: "I came to see you." Last night, Chen Yi's gang came, and the noise was as loud as the first time they came to collect debts. If she hadn't heard her mother talking to the neighbors just now, she wouldn't have known.
“What’s so good about it?”
There was no emotion on Jiang Tu's face. He ignored Lin Jiayu and walked to the door to change into his sneakers.
Lin Jiayu saw him squatting down to tie his shoelaces. His slender and flexible fingers quickly tied two knots. Then she saw him stand up and prepare to go out. She hurriedly shouted, "Do you still have to work today? Don't go. Take a day off today."
Jiang Tu changed his shoes, stood up and looked at Jiang Lu, and said coldly: "Do your homework at home, run to the Internet cafe, I will beat you up."
Jiang Lu was particularly well-behaved today: “Oh…” After last night, he finally realized what a ruthless person his brother was. He was usually too gentle to him.
"You have wounds on your face." Lin Jiayu said anxiously. He had a lot of wounds on his face and he must have had some wounds on his body as well.
"I don't make a living by my looks."
Jiang Tu said this indifferently and left.
He walked out of Hexi Lane and the cell phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and was stunned when he saw the number on it. Zhu Xingyao didn't have his number, but he remembered hers. He had seen it on the class registration form once and remembered it.
Ding Xiang said he couldn't get through, but Zhu Xingyao didn't expect her luck to be so good. She got through as soon as she called. Beep, beep, beep... Just when she thought he was going to hang up, the call was connected.
Jiang Tu stood at the entrance of the alley facing the wind. She heard the whistling sound of the wind and asked in a low voice, "Jiang Tu?"
"Um."
He put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned around and continued walking, "Do you want to talk to me about something?"
The boy's voice was as cold as ever. Blown by the wind, it sounded cold and distant. Zhu Xingyao was silent for a moment before saying, "Ding Xiang said you didn't go to the party last night, and we couldn't get through on the phone. We were a little worried..."
Jiang Tu paused for a moment, lowered his head and said, "Something happened last night."
Zhu Xingyao asked quietly: "Are they those people?"
Jiang Tu didn't want to tell her what happened last night. Chen Yi was a scoundrel. If he really saw her on the stage, he would definitely harass her in the future.
He said, “No.”
The New Year's Day holiday ended on Thursday. Zhu Xingyao accompanied Li Xixi to buy breakfast at the school gate. He was almost late. He ran into the classroom as the bell rang. As soon as he sat down, he heard Ding Xiang say, "Brother Tu, it's a pity that you didn't come that night. You didn't see the goddess play the cello."
Zhu Xingyao paused, and Li Xixi turned around and asked, "Yes, why didn't you come? You are the only one in the class who didn't come."
Jiang Tu said casually: "Something happened temporarily, so I didn't come."
Zhu Xingyao turned around and was stunned for a moment. She stared at the corners of his mouth and eyes. Jiang Tu didn't expect that he wouldn't notice anything. He raised his head and looked at Zhu Xingyao calmly: "What are you looking at?"
Zhu Xingyao whispered: "Look at your face, you are handsome."
Jiang Tu: “…”
Wow, when has the goddess ever praised a boy like this? !
Ding Xiang and Li Xixi subconsciously turned to look at Jiang Tu. Ding Xiang then realized that he had injuries on the right corner of his mouth and eye, which were from a few days ago. He was surprised: "Fuck, Brother Tu, did you get into a fight?"
Jiang Tu: “No.”
Liar.
Zhu Xingyao looked at him: "What's wrong with the corner of your mouth?"
Jiang Tu was silent for a few seconds, then looked up at her: "I fell. Do you want me to describe how I fell?"
Zhu Xingyao: “…”
This person is a man of few words, but when he expresses himself, he is very clear about what he is saying. She turned around a little depressed and started to clean up her desk. There was nothing messy on the desk, only a few greeting cards, very ordinary greeting cards.
Cao Shujun walked into the classroom to inspect. Zhu Xingyao took advantage of his inattention, wrote a small note, found Bach's G major No. 1 on the mp3, turned around and quietly put it on Jiang Tu's desk. The note read: I'll just assume you're in a bad mood and let you listen to it.
Jiang Tu looked at the line of words and then at her back with mixed feelings. He hid the greeting cards in her only music score which was tucked under the table. Fearing that there were too many greeting cards and they would be buried, he also disposed of some of them.
Jiang Tu didn't know under what circumstances she would come across the greeting card, and he was a little absent-minded the whole day.
After the morning reading class on Friday, Zhu Xingyao knew something was stuffed inside as soon as she took out the music score. When she saw the girl holding a cello on the greeting card, she was stunned.
She gently opened the card and saw the familiar handwriting on it -
My girl.
Happy New Year, may you always shine like a star.
The greeting card was written on December 29, 2006 at 23:59.
Signature: j
On Friday morning, January 5, 2007, the weather was cloudy and rainy, with the temperature dropping to -3°C.
On a very ordinary winter day, Zhu Xingyao received the first love letter from classmate J. The handwriting was very similar to the one on the gift card that Lu Ji gave her, especially the letter J, which was written almost exactly the same.
Cello pendant, cello girl on greeting card.
All written on the same day.
They are all J.
Zhu Xingyao had a preconceived idea and attributed the love letter to Lu Ji. She never associated classmate J with Jiang Tu, because Jiang Tu was the only classmate in the class who did not attend the party on December 29th.
She didn't know at that time that classmate J had been writing love letters for more than two years.
Every Friday, rain or shine.
At this moment, classmate J was sitting behind her, watching her open the greeting card. His heart, which had been hanging in the air, slowly settled down, and he felt a little empty and confused. He looked out the window in a daze. Every time at this moment, Ding Xiang felt that he was very deep.
The deep and cold Tu Ge.
Ding Xiang suddenly remembered something, and asked excitedly, "Hey, Brother Tu, is your birthday coming soon?"
When a boy celebrates his birthday, usually a group of boys get together to eat barbecue, play games or sing karaoke. Ding Xiang is quite popular and he participates in most of the boys' birthdays in the class. He once asked Jiang Tu when his birthday was.
Jiang Tu casually mentioned January without giving a specific date, which was obviously a perfunctory answer.
Jiang Tu looked away nonchalantly: "Yeah."
Ding Xiang smiled: "So how are you going to spend it?"
Zhu Xingyao put the card back on the music sheet, closed it, stuffed it into the desk, pushed Li Xixi's head, and looked back at Jiang Tu. Jiang Tu raised his eyes, looked at her silently for a few seconds, lowered his eyes, and said indifferently: "I don't celebrate my birthday."
Ding Xiang exclaimed: "Why..."
Zhu Xingyao wanted to knock Ding Xiang's head off. Why... Of course it was because he had no money! How could he not spend money on his birthday! A group of boys would have to spend at least a few hundred yuan on a birthday. Jiang Tu was different from them. He didn't have a few hundred yuan to spend on his birthday.
She patted Li Xixi's hand, signaling her to remind Ding Xiang.
Sometimes, Li Xixi and Zhu Xingyao have perfect tacit understanding.
Jiang Tu flipped through a set of physics competition questions: "I rarely celebrate my birthday."
Ding Xiang had just sighed when someone stepped on his foot. He screamed with a distorted face, "Ah! Li Xixi, are you fucking sick?"
Li Xixi stood in front of him, smiled and retracted her foot, looking down at him: "Your foot is so long, it's blocking the way."
Ding Xiang: “…”
Damn, you vicious woman.
Li Xixi had a quarrel with Ding Xiang, then turned back and asked, "What were you looking at just now? You were so absorbed in it? I didn't even see it."
The class bell rang, and the Chinese teacher came in with a lesson plan. Zhu Xingyao took out the music sheet from her desk. Li Xixi leaned over, and she quietly opened it and whispered, "This."
Li Xixi knew about the cello pendant. Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw it: "Wow, this must be Lu Ji, the handwriting is the same. My girl... Such a romantic feeling, I think of Lee Jun Ki again, the single-eyed handsome guy is more attractive..."
When she was in the third grade of junior high school, "My Girl" was all the rage, and Li Xixi kept thinking about who was more handsome, Lee Dong Wook or Lee Joon Ki.
In the end, it was the single-eyed Lee Jun-ki who won.
Because he didn't catch up with the heroine, he belongs to the audience.
On the podium, the Chinese teacher looked over and said, "Start the class."
Zhu Xingyao hurriedly closed the music score, stuffed it back into his desk, then stood up and shouted to stand up with everyone else.
Jiang Tu saw everything. He stood up and was a little curious about what Zhu Xingyao said to Li Xixi. It seemed that she didn't intend to throw away the greeting card.
When he wrote that blessing, he didn't think about how she would respond.
It's just that some emotions are too full and need to be vented.
At six o'clock on Sunday evening, when Zhu Xingyao was walking through the small square with her cello on her back, she saw a girl in a red cotton coat standing at the intersection handing out flyers. Maybe it was too cold, so when there was no one around, she just jumped a few times on the spot.
Zhu Xingyao hadn't seen Zhu Yunping's car at the intersection yet. After thinking for a moment, she walked over and patted her shoulder from behind. Lin Jiayu quickly turned around and saw her. Her eyes lit up: "Ah, it's you!"
Her face and nose were red from the wind, and she looked like she was about to catch a cold. Zhu Xingyao felt cold just by looking at her, and couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you go somewhere where you can block the wind?"
"There are quite a lot of people here." Lin Jiayu sniffed a little embarrassedly. Seeing someone coming, she quickly turned around to send a few photos, then looked back at Zhu Xingyao. She was carrying a black cello bag and wearing a white down jacket. She looked pretty, soft, and had a unique temperament. Unlike her, she had a thick sweater stuffed inside her cotton-padded jacket, making her look a little bloated.
Zhu Xingyao saw that she had few flyers left and Zhu Yunping had not arrived yet, so she did not rush to leave.
I don’t know if it was Lin Jiayu’s illusion, but I always felt that after Zhu Xingyao stood aside, more pedestrians passed by and received flyers. Before, it was good if three out of ten people received one, but now at least half of them did so, and they even looked at Zhu Xingyao a few more times after taking the flyers.
She asked curiously: "You... aren't you leaving?"
Zhu Xingyao said: "I'm waiting for my dad, he doesn't seem to be here yet."
Lin Jiayu blinked and said playfully, "I can distribute flyers faster when you stand here. It must be because you are beautiful. Then can you stay with me for a while? I can go buy a gift for Jiang Tu after I get my salary."
Buy a gift for Jiangtu...
Zhu Xingyao had never given a gift to a boy, and had never thought of giving Jiang Tu a birthday present. Jiang Tu said he didn’t celebrate his birthday… Even if someone gave him a gift, he might not accept it.
Lin Jiayu naturally said that she wanted to give him a gift. They must have a very good relationship. She suddenly became curious: "What are you going to give him?"
"Buy an mp3, he doesn't even have one."
"This is a good gift." Zhu Xingyao remembered that he said listening to Bach would make him feel better. "He should like it very much."
"I think so too." Lin Jiayu put her hand to her mouth and blew on it to warm herself, then looked at Zhu Xingyao with a smile, "When you go shopping, will the boss give you a discount based on your appearance?"
Zhu Xingyao thought about it, nodded and said, "Yes."
The last time I went to get glasses with Jiang Tu, the boss gave me a discount.
Lin Jiayu blinked: "I really want to take you there."
Zhu Xingyao: “…”
At this time, a black business car stopped behind and honked.
Zhu Xingyao turned around and knew that Zhu Yunping had stood her up again when she saw the car. It was Lao Liu who came to pick her up. She pouted, took some flyers from Lin Jiayu, and winked at her: "I'll help you distribute them, and I'll go with you to scan your face later."
Lin Jiayu: “…”
Ten minutes later, Lin Jiayu got into Zhu Xingyao's family's car and was taken to the designated digital street by Lao Liu.
This digital street mainly sells second-hand goods, but there are also new ones. Lin Jiayu is looking for a bargain. Zhu Xingyao is here for the first time, so she looks around and asks, "Which store should we go to?"
Lin Jiayu rarely comes here either. She looked around and said, "Let's go forward."
The two of them picked around on the street and entered a store because the owner was preparing to close the shop. Lin Jiayu was very experienced and knew that the last order before closing time was easy to do and it was also cheap.
Zhu Xingyao learned something new and followed her in.
The boss was a man in his thirties or forties. When he saw the two young girls, he was very nice and took out several items priced between 100 and 200 for them to audition and choose from.
Lin Jiayu looked at Zhu Xingyao and said eagerly, "Why don't you help me choose? You know better."
The boss took out some small brands. Zhu Xingyao tried them one by one and felt that the sound quality was not very good, so his eyes fell on a second-hand counter.
Finally, Lin Jiayu listened to Zhu Xingyao and chose a second-hand big brand, the price of which was almost the same as a new unknown brand. Zhu Xingyao used his face to reduce the price by another 30 yuan, so the final price was 180 yuan. He also asked the boss to give her an original box, which was quite impressive.
When she walked out of the store, Lin Jiayu felt a little pain in her heart and muttered quietly, "I haven't bought myself such an expensive gift this year."
Zhu Xingyao paused. Her most expensive gift this year was a custom-made Italian cello worth more than 300,000 yuan, which was a New Year's gift from Zhu Yunping.
"Let me treat you to a meal," she said. "I'm so hungry."
"I should be the one treating you." Lin Jiayu raised her head and smiled, "You've helped me a lot."
Zhu Xingyao thought for a moment and pointed to the duck blood vermicelli shop in front, "Then let's eat that."
For Zhu Xingyao, duck blood vermicelli is cheap and delicious. The two of them ate it face to face and blushed. Lin Jiayu sighed a little: "Jiang Tu is 17 years old now, time flies... I can still remember when we were in kindergarten, he was quite cute, but now he is cold and looks like "don't mess with me" all day long..."
Zhu Xingyao complained: "Sometimes I feel like he's 27 years old, too old."
Lin Jiayu laughed loudly, then sighed: "If he were asked to travel back to when he was 27, he would definitely agree."
"Why?"
"Well... he just wants to grow up."
When you grow up, everything will be good and you will have everything.
It was already nine o'clock in the evening when the car arrived at Hexi Lane. When Lin Jiayu got out of the car, Zhu Xingyao looked out the window and suddenly said, "Jiangtu."
Lin Jiayu exclaimed and looked at her blankly, not understanding why she suddenly called Jiang Tu.
Zhu Xingyao pointed at the tall and thin figure walking briskly in the streets ahead and said, "He's in front."
Lin Jiayu saw that it was true, and she immediately stood on tiptoe and shouted loudly: "Jiang Tu!"
The young man paused and looked back. His figure seemed particularly unreal in the dim and old street.
Lin Jiayu got out of Zhu Xingyao's car, also feeling unreal.
Lin Jiayu ran across the street and stood in front of him. Her breath was white and misty. She looked back in the direction of Zhu Xingyao and waved vigorously. Zhu Xingyao lowered the window and shouted, "Bye!"
After the car drove away, Jiang Tu came back to his senses and looked down at Lin Jiayu: "Why are you with her?"
Lin Jiayu smiled and said, "This is a secret between me and the goddess."
Jiang Tu: “…”
He wanted to pry open Lin Jiayu's mouth and make her speak.
Even Lin Jiayu has a secret with her, what should he say
At night, Zhu Xingyao was sitting on the computer fiddling with the second-hand MP3. Lin Jiayu asked her to help download songs. She said Jiang Tu liked Mayday.
She downloaded all of Mayday's songs and also added some English words and spoken language.
Finally, seeing that there was still some memory, she put all the cello music she had recorded from previous concerts into it.
On Friday morning, January 19, Jiang Tu had just come out with his bicycle when Lin Jiayu ran over, stuffed a box into his hand, and said with a smile, "Here, a gift. Happy birthday."
Jiang Tu frowned: "Didn't I tell you not to give it away randomly?"
Lin Jiayu snorted and ran away.
Jiang Tu frowned, stuffed it into his schoolbag without even looking at it, got on his bike and left.
It was not until the class meeting that Jiang Tu remembered to open the box. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the walkman inside. He frowned, but finally put on the earphones and tried it without paying attention to what song was playing.
It was not until he heard the familiar Bach G major that he suddenly looked up. Zhu Xingyao was looking at him with her chin in her hand: "Does it sound good?"
"… "
He didn't say anything.
"Lin Jiayu asked me to help download it, and I transferred it from my Walkman."
He stared at her in silence, still saying nothing.
Zhu Xingyao was ignored by him, but she didn't care too much. She smiled and said, "Happy birthday, Brother Tu."
At that moment, Jiang Tu felt that he could hear nothing except her voice. He stared at her almost obsessively, thinking that she was leading him to make mistakes.
What he thought was a very long moment was actually only a few seconds.
"Ah? Happy birthday?" Ding Xiang turned his head sharply to look at Jiang Tu. After Jiang Tu said that he didn't celebrate his birthday, he stopped asking for the specific date. "Damn, it's today!"
Li Xixi also turned back with a smile: "Brother Tu, happy birthday!"
The students who heard the voice all looked over. Most people still had the impression that Jiang Tu was a cold and aloof student who didn't get along with Zhang Sheng but had good grades. Many people didn't even say hello to him when they met him.
Hearing Zhu Xingyao and the others wishing him a happy birthday, several people began to join in.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Zhang Sheng looked back and said with some dissatisfaction: "It was my birthday last month, and I didn't see you guys wishing me a happy birthday."
"Am I familiar with you?" Li Xixi was speechless.
"… "
Zhang Sheng glanced at Zhu Xingyao, turned back in frustration, and sneered: "It seems like everyone is overflowing with sympathy."
For a moment, the atmosphere became even more awkward.
Zhu Xingyao looked at Jiang Tu and proved his innocence: "Don't listen to what he said, I didn't..."
Jiang Tu lowered his eyes and looked at her: "I know."
He looked up and said lightly to those who had given him blessings, "Thank you." Then he lowered his head and put the earphones in his ears, turning a deaf ear and a blind eye.
Zhu Xingyao stared at him and felt that he really didn't care what others thought of him. No matter how Zhang Sheng provoked him, no matter how curious and contemptuous others looked at him, he remained calm. She suddenly became a little curious, what on earth did he care about
At the class meeting, Cao Shujun emphasized: "The final exams are less than a month away. If you want to have a good New Year, it's not too late to review now." He is never verbose, and after he finished speaking, he asked everyone to review.
Everyone opened their books and started reviewing. Cao Shujun supervised at the podium for a while. When he saw Xie Ya passing by, he coughed and walked out.
The two class teachers left together and the class immediately became noisy.
Zhu Xingyao lowered her head to tidy up her desk when a card suddenly fell out of her Chinese textbook. It was a foldable card, and the picture on it was still of a girl playing the cello. She was stunned for a moment.
The author has something to say: Xingxing: Tu Ge is a very passive person.
love letter:…
A common name for something secretive: secretive and reserved.
The two updates are combined into one. I love Tu Ge so much, and I hope you love him too. Thank you for your support. There is a red envelope for every 2-point comment. Please be enthusiastic and leave more comments! For this moment of Left Hand Love Letter! Cheers!