The vicious villain boy pretended to be good in front of me and begged for a kiss

Chapter 42 Her shadow slowly approaches his shadow

It rained and the sky was washed clean.

Those who stay in the basement will not know that when the rain passes, stars will streak through the completely black night sky.

Shi Yanchen sat in the cage, listening to the laughter coming from the screen, while reading the text message from Jiang Wei on his phone.

He sent a photo.

It was the back view of Xia Yuning holding Sheng Yuzhe in her arms, and the two supporting each other as they walked.

To be honest, it's a pretty good match.

It's pretty good.

Xia Yuning—this person he liked all his life in the last life, how come he doesn't like him anymore in this life?
Whether it was seeing her with Sheng Yuzhe, or her rubbing medicine on the court, Shi Yanchen felt no disturbance in his heart.

On the contrary, a feeling of disgust arose for no reason.

But this is not right.

Xia Yuning should stay in the cage with him.

While thinking this way, Shi Yanchen exited the chat box.

At the bottom of the message interface, there is an unopened message.

He frowned.

Mu Xinan: [It's raining heavily, did you bring an umbrella]

Distributed at [-]:[-].

Only posted this one.

Nothing below.

Shi Yanchen stared at the message for a long while, but did not reply to her.

Two hours have passed, she must have left long ago seeing that he was not there.

For some reason, this thought made Shi Yanchen's heart stabbed suddenly.

Why?
Why would even Mu Xinan treat him like this?
He gave her the opportunity to approach Sheng Yuzhe, buy her ice cream, and teach her to play the piano.

This person has no conscience at all.

Only one message was sent, and nothing else was sent.

It's really bad.

He should have known earlier, that Mu Xinan only liked Sheng Yuzhe.

But didn't she say... didn't she say that they were friends?
Why are there no greetings between friends?

It's really bad.

When Shi Yanchen thought about it, his head was filled with the smiling face of Mu Xinan, a vicious girl.

He was a little irritable, and raised his hand to turn off all the surveillance screens.

The room was suddenly dark.

Shi Yanchen sat for a while and decided to go out.

It was brighter outside than inside, and the air smelled strange after it had rained.

He stepped on the stone road and left the Shi family compound directly.

The dilapidated building on the road facing Xiande No. [-] Middle School was once full of after-school training institutions.

Shi Yanchen's mother taught piano lessons here.

She is a piano teacher.

The most relaxing moment when he was a child was lying on the blanket floor, with his chin propped on his hands, listening to his mother play the piano.

The sound of the piano will float along the thoughts to far, far away places.

It's a pity that such moments never happen again.

Sometimes Shi Yanchen wonders, why can't he be reborn when his mother was still alive?
Why is he still unloved in the next life.

When he arrived at the dilapidated building, Shi Yanchen walked up the stairs to the second floor.

The corridor is very dark, and the sensor lights are not on.

power cut.

In the darkness, he heard the sound of the piano.

Very light very light.

The tune is very familiar.

It was something his mother often played.

Shi Yanchen was almost dazed, he thought she was back.

Or, he thought it was a dream.

The scene in the dream was dark, and he couldn't see anything, only the sound of the piano guiding him to the source of the sound.

The further you go, the clearer the sound becomes.

The innermost room is a glass room with a faint firelight inside.

The boy walked over slowly, stood at the door, and stopped.

The fire light came from the white candles placed on the piano, the light was not bright, and it was concentrated in that place.

The shadow of the piano player is printed on the wall.

He stared at the shadow, with the melodious music playing in his ears.

The player who played the piano was very focused, and he didn't dare to rush forward to disturb him.

After a long time, the ending of the piano sound dissipated.

The piano player looked at him—

"Shi Yanchen? Is that you?"

After Mu Xinan sent a message to Shi Yanchen, he guessed that today might be his mother's death day.

He must go back to accompany his mother.

So she didn't send any more messages to bother.

When Shi Yanchen didn't come, Mu Xinan didn't want to slack off.

Playing the piano has become a habit for her, and she has a mobile phone so she can find tutorials online.

Mu Xinan taught himself new fingering techniques and repertoire. After playing, he found his favorite piano score and played it.

She practiced this piece all night, and wanted to show Shi Yanchen her progress.

As I was practicing, the light above my head suddenly rang and went out.

It was dark all around.

She remembered Shi Yanchen said that the voltage in this building was not stable.

There was thunder again today, and it is normal to have a power outage.

Mu Xinan rummaged in the room and found a pack of white candles and a lighter.

After she lit it, she played again.

I forgot the time as I played and played, and didn't notice that someone was coming at the door.

When Mu Xinan turned around, he saw a young man standing there.

Although she couldn't see the face clearly, she recognized it immediately.

"Shi Yanchen, is that you?" Mu Xinan was a little surprised.

She thought he wouldn't come today.

Hearing her voice, the boy woke up like a dream.

"Why are you still here?" Shi Yanchen walked in and asked her.

Under the light of the candles, the shadows of the two were projected on the wall together.

Mu Xinan stood up, looked back at him, and saw that his broken hair on his forehead was a little wet, but there was no rain on his body.

"I'm practicing!" she replied.

"Is this a piece you learned yourself?" he asked again.

Mu Xinan nodded, "How is it? Can I play it well?"

The boy didn't answer.

His eyes were extraordinarily black and bright in the flickering.

He stared closely at her eyes, as if he wanted to see something different from those bottomless shallow eyes.

"Why are you here?"

The young man changed his question.

He was not satisfied with the answer she just gave.

What is "I'm practicing piano"?
He is not here, she has no one to guide, why can she sit here and practice the piano so calmly?

Could it be that his presence or absence will not affect her interest in practicing the piano?
Could it be that she can sit here and practice the piano with peace of mind when he disappears?

Mu Xinan, you are really bad.

Thinking this way in his heart, he no longer maintained the original politeness on his face.

Mu Xinan noticed it.

It was written in the novel that in the past, Shi Yanchen would stay with Xia Yuning on the day of his mother's death.

But since Xia Yuning met Sheng Yuzhe, this rule has been broken.

So, if today is really the death day of Shi Yanchen's mother, then according to the plot of the novel——

Xia Yuning was not by his side.

No wonder he was so sad.

In the short few seconds, Mu Xinan had no time to change her mind, thinking about how she would want others to comfort her if she encountered this situation.

She just subconsciously wanted him not to be so sad.

So, her shadow slowly approached his shadow.

She hugged him.

The young man's body suddenly stiffened.

Mu Xinan had no other thoughts at this time, she just hoped that he would feel better.

"I don't know when you will come, and I don't know if you will come today."

"I sat here playing the piano for a long time with one percent hope."

"Because I think, what if, what if you don't see me when you come?"

The fire light was blown by the wind, and the shadow on the wall moved accordingly.

But the two hugged each other and neither pushed the other away.

Shi Yanchen's eyelashes fluttered, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

"What if I can't see you?" the boy asked in a low voice.

"You must think I'm a bad student who doesn't like piano!" Mu Xinan joked.

"Well, you are indeed a bad student."

"what?!"

"Bad, bad kind."

In the darkness, the boy was surrounded by the breath of the girl in his arms.

She still smelled of cheap laundry detergent.

As soon as she smelled the shampoo on her hair, she knew it was the most common brand in supermarkets.

Obviously, it doesn't make people feel unique.

Why does it smell different today than last time?
Mu Xinan's mind was full of the words that Shi Yanchen said in a hoarse voice - "the very bad, very bad kind".

Omg!

wc!

She just found out!They are cuddling!
Body to body kind!
He smells faint, but why does he still smell like metal?

However, it smells good.

Mu Xinan inhaled, recalling what he just said.

Heartbeat - Unconsciously accelerated.

Faster and faster, wanting to jump out.

Then she heard the teenager's low voice: "Are you going to have a nosebleed again?"

(End of this chapter)