Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 475: Absurd and Bizarre Dreams

That same night, at Takanari’s house.

In the bedroom where only a goose yellow halo table lamp was on, Gao Li Xufeng sat on the edge of the bed, humming a melody while her slender fingers flexibly controlled two knitting needles and quickly and rhythmically threaded the white cashmere thread.

"The scarf for Kitahara-san should be ready within a week." She estimated the progress in her mind.

"I only have enough time to knit one scarf. So I'm sorry, Mayu, I have to buy a ready-made gift for you."

She smiled slightly, already imagining the beautiful scene of Kitahara wearing the scarf she had knitted herself.

She had been knitting non-stop for nearly three hours, and her shoulders were a little sore. Gao Lixufeng put down her needlework for a while, stood up, stretched her waist and rested for a while.

The vast lawn outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is still green, and a few fireflies could be seen occasionally before, but as the temperature gradually cooled, they disappeared without a trace since someday.

As for the anniversary school celebration, except for the programs of several classes which have not yet been decided, the general framework has been basically settled and all the responsible departments are on track, so she has time to do needlework.

Gao Lixufeng stood in front of the window, looking at the scene outside with a distracted mind.

Many students wanted to see the Gravity Band perform on stage, and they also hoped that they could call the masked man over, but this was of course impossible. There was no need to ask, because Kitahara would never agree.

Besides, Senior Kuriyama is about to take the college entrance exam and has no time for anything else. Tsurumi Chinatsu is a student of Tokyo Arts Institute and has their own school festival. Both seniors don't have time.

And she, too, didn't want to go on stage and sing.

In addition to other reasons, the most important reason was that the school anniversary celebration finally came around, and she wanted to spend it with Kitahara Kento. Because if they sang on stage, they would have to rehearse and wait in the wings, and the time they spent together would definitely be less.

"By the way, in the afternoon, Kitahara said he had something to do at home and left early. I don't know if things went smoothly." Gao Li Xufeng was worried.

She wanted to make a phone call to say hello, but she was worried that doing so might seem too obvious.

"I didn't care about these things before and asked whenever I wanted. Why do I feel so restrained once I fall in love?" Gao Li Xufeng thought to himself, stroking his chin.

"How can I spend more time with him?"

She had privately thought about whether she could sing on stage with Kitahara or accompany her.

But after thinking about it carefully, she gave up reluctantly. The possibility of Kitahara agreeing was very slim, and he still had to be the host.

As she thought about it, she inadvertently recalled many past events with him. Gao Lixufeng smiled knowingly, turned around and walked to the window, sat down, and continued to knit the scarf with a warm heart.

When the fluorescent display of the electronic clock showed 23:59, Gao Li Xufeng, who was feeling sleepy, rubbed his eyes, put down his needle and thread, and climbed into bed yawning.

"Hello. Let's continue tomorrow night."

Lying on his side on the bed, his mind was in a daze, half asleep and half awake, and just as he was about to fall asleep, Gao Li Xufeng suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"Can I agree to perform on stage, and then use some excuse to ask Kitahara to be my sparring partner? This way we can spend more time together."

Gao Li Xufeng woke up in an instant, opened his eyes, and inspiration came to him.

"Just like the bands used to do in the past, how about asking Kitahara-san to take me to the streets to perform?"

That same night, at the Kashiwagi family.

Kashiwagi Mayu stood blankly on a completely unfamiliar street, looking around, and found herself surrounded by strangers coming and going.

She looked at everything she saw in confusion, and after a while, she felt the phone in her hand vibrating.

"Moyou, the hotel has been booked. I'll send you the location."

After reading the message, she suddenly realized after a while. Today is the third day of winter vacation, and she and Xufeng are traveling to Shanghai together! She quickly edited the message to reply Xufeng, standing there looking around, looking for the direction.

In front of her was the main entrance of a university, with six golden Chinese characters carved on the gray granite - Shanghai Conservatory of Music.

Fashionable boys and beautiful girls were coming in and out, some carrying musical instruments, some carrying takeaways, and some couples walking hand in hand. They were clearly speaking Chinese, but Kashiwagi Mayu was surprised to find that she could understand everything.

Then, in the distance of her sight, a boy with a black guitar bag on his back suddenly walked out of the campus. He looked sleepy and sleepy, as if he hadn't gotten enough sleep. He put his phone to his mouth, his lips moving, as if he was sending a voice message to someone.

Kashiwagi Mayu was stunned.

"Why is it him?"

Although they were very far apart, Kashiwagi Mayu was surprised to find that she could hear everything that guy said clearly. He was saying, "Let the lead singer sing first, I'll be there soon."

When the other person walked to the door, he noticed her and ran towards her with a look of surprise.

"How did you come?"

Kashiwagi Mayu stared blankly at Kitahara Kento who walked out of the Shanghai Conservatory of Music. After a few seconds, she asked back, "Why are you here?"

"This is my school." The other party said as a matter of course: "I went to school here."

  Kashiwagi Mayu's brain was a little overwhelmed. Kitahara Kento was a student of Shanghai Conservatory of Music?

She immediately asked, "Aren't you studying at Fenggao? You're also the student union secretary of Fenggao."

"Oh. I also study at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music." said the other person.

  Kashiwagi Mayu was stunned and felt it was ridiculous. What on earth was this guy talking about? What did he mean by "I am also studying at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music"?

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"follow me."

Before Kashiwagi Mayu could react, she felt her body suddenly tilted. In her eyes, Kitahara Kento held her hand tightly and pulled her all the way to run into the campus of Shanghai Conservatory of Music. They ran on the school road under the shade of trees while dodging the oncoming classmates.

Kashiwagi Mayu was completely confused by the sudden development. Her mind was blank and she couldn't think of anything. Like a fool who would not resist, she let him take her wherever he wanted.

He didn't stop until he was led to an empty corner and turned to face her.

Kashiwagi Mayu was speechless. Kitahara Kento looked at her and said to her seriously, "Let's make peace."

"what?"

Kashiwagi Mayu suddenly opened her eyes and saw the white ceiling.

She woke up slowly for a long time in a daze, and murmured, "It turned out to be another dream."

"What a ridiculous dream."

She turned her face away in silence, feeling a sense of loss and discomfort in her heart.

In fact, not only recently, she had dreamed about the "source of pollution" many times a long time ago. It was okay before, the number of times was not too many, and it was understandable that she would dream about something at night if she thought about it during the day. But recently, the number of times has become more frequent, so crazy that it happens once every other day on average. Even if she consciously controls herself and does not think about that guy normally, she cannot control her dreams.

And this dream was the strangest one. She dreamed of Shanghai for no apparent reason, and she was standing at the gate of Shanghai Conservatory of Music.

"Let's make peace. What the hell are you talking about? You're talking to the wrong person." Kashiwagi Mayu put the back of her hand on her forehead with disgust.

"'I am also a student of the Shanghai Conservatory of Music' What a strange conversation." She murmured.

(End of this chapter)