Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 374 The Most Romantic Thing - Happy
The moonlight is like water, quietly falling.

Under the radiance of the dim street lamps, it became clearer and clearer, exuding aloof beauty.

Liu Ruixuan let go of his clenched fist and looked towards the sky.

Escaping from the distant sky and the cool moon, the inadvertent broken light is just a careless clerical error of the person who describes the moon, just like a sentence in an ancient poem waiting to be interpreted?

He was careless!

It was Xia Yang who was more thoughtful.

Otherwise, it will be dismantled from the beginning!

It's great to have Xia Yang here!

Xia Yang raised his hand and patted Liu Ruixuan on the shoulder.

Ok?Liu Ruixuan came back to his senses and looked at Xia Yang.

Xia Yang pouted in Luo Yan's direction.

What?Liu Ruixuan looked out at Luo Yan.

Cough cough, suddenly remembered what Luo Yan said just now.

She said she knew Xiuxiu.

Oh no, and Xiuxiu are good friends.But why didn't he know?
Soldiers never tire of fraud, there must be fraud in it!

She actually asked Xiuxiu if she knew about Lan Qingqing?

Of course, I don't know anymore!
Even he himself just found out, how could Liu Xiu know, it's really funny!
What's more, what if Liu Xiu knows or not?

Anyway, it's just an excuse.

After today, it disappeared.

Big deal, give Liu Xiu a break tomorrow morning!

Liu Ruixuan calmed down, and looked at Luo Yan pretending to be cold.

"Senior?"

Luo Yan's voice came again, she raised her chin high and looked towards Liu Ruixuan.

"Yes." Liu Ruixuan agreed.

Suddenly found a very fatal problem.

Why is he so patient, standing on the road of people coming and going, enjoying the attention of passers-by, and chatting with her?

"Does Xiuxiu know about Lan Qingqing?" Luo Yan cautiously asked for proof.

Liu Ruixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, rolled his eyes silently in his heart, and opened his mouth, "She..."

"This doesn't seem to be the point."

Xia Yang suddenly laughed, and gently raised his hand to pat Liu Ruixuan's shoulder.

Ok?Liu Ruixuan's eyes rolled around in their sockets, thinking and thinking, it seemed that it was true.

The second brother is really smart.

Whether Liu Xiu knows or not is really not the point, the point is that he has a girlfriend, Luo Yan can get out of trouble!
What an expert!He really deserves to be his brand styling mentor!

Liu Ruixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a smile in his eyes, and looked at Xia Yang with admiration.

"That's the key point for me." Luo Yan pursed her lips slightly, and looked towards Xia Yang.

"Well, your point should be that the senior you like already has a girlfriend, and you have no chance." Xia Yang laughed loudly, "It doesn't matter whether Liu Xiu knows or not, after all, Liu Ruixuan is looking for a girlfriend. It's not that Liu Xiu is looking for a good friend."

tsk tsk!
Liu Ruixuan silently praised Xia Yang in his heart!

It's good to have Xia Yang here!
Luo Yan: "..."

Staring at Xia Yang in a daze, he was speechless for a while.

The corners of Liu Ruixuan's lips curved, and he looked towards the crescent moon in the western sky.

The night in early summer is a little distant and quiet, like a dream.

In such a dream, Liu Ruixuan heard such a sentence: Spring is as old, people are empty and thin, tears are red and silky.Peach blossoms fall, Xianchi Pavilion, although the mountain league is there, brocade books are hard to entrust.Mo, mo, mo!

What?Liu Ruixuan was taken aback, what's going on?
The second brother pretended to be Lu You instead of Li Bai?

"Everyone is different, today is not yesterday, sick souls are often like swings. The sound of horns is cold, and the night is dim. Afraid of people asking questions, she swallows tears and pretends to be happy. Conceal, conceal, conceal!" Luo Yan sniffed and took the words.

Ok?Liu Ruixuan turned to look at Xia Yang, and then at Luo Yan.

Are these two people so popular?

It's actually a love poem.

baffling!

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, the night is still dark, the crescent moon has not yet set, and the warm wind has just risen.

The familiar corner of Jingyun, Xianyue, Xia Yang, Luo Yan, and myself watching the play silently.

The two of them suddenly sang and matched the poems.

From Lu You to Tang Wan, from Xin Qiji to Li Qingzhao, from Song Ci to Tang poetry.

Chatty and knowledgeable!
Liu Ruixuan watched in silence for a while, rolling his eyes countless times in his heart.

This sudden change of topic made him stunned for a long time.

Dazed, the palm of my hand almost bleeds.

Confirm, I heard correctly!
"My favorite is still her "A Cut Plum, Red Lotus Root, and Jade Mat Autumn"." Luo Yan said with a light smile.

"Have you ever heard of the song "The Moon is Full on the West Tower?" Xia Yang took over the words, "It's sung like this."

What?Ready to sing again?
Liu Ruixuan turned his head to look at Xia Yang, but he heard Xia Yang's voice coming over very clearly.

"Red lotus roots are fragrant, jade is lingering in autumn. Unravel Luosang lightly, and go to the orchid boat alone. Whoever in the cloud sends brocade books, when the geese return, the moon is full on the west building.

Flowers drift by themselves, water flows by itself.One kind of lovesickness, two places of sorrow.There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I lowered my brows, but raised my heart. "

Liu Ruixuan quietly rolled his eyes towards the sky, and listened quietly.

A first-quarter moon peacefully appeared in his line of sight looking up at the western sky.

"It sounds good." Luo Yan's voice suddenly became clearer, "Senior Xia Yang's singing reminded me of the first time I saw this poem."

"Oh?" Xia Yang stopped, and looked at Luo Yan calmly, "Let's listen."

At this moment, Liu Ruixuan suddenly had a thought, should he walk away quietly?

"It was in the Chinese class in middle school. The teacher made the words into FLASH, and presented them in the text and pictures of ancient beauties." Luo Yan smiled slightly, with a face full of memories.

Ahem, is it actually a memory of middle school?

What about Yunling?Ahem, he is also studying in Yunling middle school!
Why didn't his Chinese teacher make this poem into a picture and text with words and beautiful women?
Could it be that he took a fake Chinese class, or did Luo Yan not take the Chinese class at Yunling?
"I still remember that kind of blurred and melancholic artistic conception, and I remember that talented woman."

Luo Yan smiled, then suddenly tilted her head and gave Liu Ruixuan a sideways look.

Ok?What are you looking at him for?

First, he is not a Chinese teacher, second, he does not do FLASh, and third, he is a little prince of piano, not a talented woman.

Liu Ruixuan twitched the corner of his mouth, it's none of his business!
Perhaps, because he feels that he is a superfluous existence at the moment?

Liu Ruixuan took a small step back consciously, and glanced at Xia Yang beside him out of the corner of his eye.

Xia Yang stood quietly by the side, with his hands in his pockets, the jade tree facing the wind, Feng Qingyun smiled calmly, and nodded slightly.

"Leaning on the door and looking back, I sniffed the green plums so mischievously and cutely; in the world and in the sky, no one can feel at a loss; I only lowered my brows, but my heart felt sad." Luo Yan continued.

Confessions of deep love, instantly become poetry appreciation!

Liu Ruixuan twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and glanced at the two people in front of him calmly.

Anyway, in this way, he can retreat completely.

Across the gap between Luo Yan and Xia Yang, Liu Ruixuan looked forward, braised elbow, you have to wait for me.

"Things are things and people are not everything. The desolation of wanting to speak and tears first; the most moving thing is the painstaking search, but only see the desolate and desolate misery."

Luo Yan's suddenly cheerful voice became soft again.

Yes, the misery of Li Qingzhao's life is clearly expressed in her words.

After Liu Ruixuan listened, he also became slightly sad.

"She also had a lot of happy and happy moments." Xia Yang asked suddenly as if he saw something, "Do you know what happiness is?"

What is happiness?Liu Ruixuan was startled suddenly.

Repeating silently in my heart, thinking about it, it is difficult to give it a suitable explanation for such a common word.

"Happy?" Luo Yan repeated, looking at Xia Yang, "Her childhood, and her early years, were the happiest when she was with Zhao Mingcheng."

Xia Yang nodded, then paused slightly, "Happiness is when you are sad, you can treat others with a smile."

cut!Liu Ruixuan rolled his eyes silently in his heart.

This sad person has such a big heart!

"Too many people who like to write have nothing to do with happiness, because they are sensitive, delicate, and thoughtful, but they all create happiness for others. Li Qingzhao is like this. I still remember the little girl who used to write happily. Her appearance has not changed. It's just that, later, I was not happy."

Ok?What kind of rhetoric is this?
Liu Ruixuan glanced at Xia Yang, blinked his eyes, looked at the orange halo, and suddenly remembered a sentence: Writing comes from a lonely heart.

Well, he doesn't know how to write, he can only make music.

Therefore, he also has a lonely heart!
After all, art is connected.

It's just that who is the little girl Xia Yang mentioned who likes to write?
Li Qingzhao?
Cough cough, that happened hundreds of thousands of years ago, how could Xia Yang prove it?
Liu Ruixuan pouted.

In a flash of inspiration, he must not be talking about Zhu Yan, right?
Cough, no, Liu Ruixuan turned his head and glanced at the silent Luo Yan in front of him, could it be Luo Yan?

Who is it?

Suddenly, I realized that I knew very little about Zhu Yan and Xia Yang!

A gust of warm wind blew by, and Liu Ruixuan's hair was a little messed up by the wind, so he raised his hand to straighten it.

But inadvertently saw the eyes of someone looking at him, those familiar eyes!
(End of this chapter)