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Chapter 186 A Song for Her 2
As if reciting a poem, under the pleasant background light music, the boy confided his little thoughts about his secret love.

He said that he met her in summer, and she was wearing a goose yellow dress, which was very conspicuous in the same bus that went to the summer camp.

The girl was two years younger than him, and her eyes were shining brightly, as if they were shining with the brightest light.

When she was talking, a pair of lovely pear dimples appeared on her cheeks.

Along the way, in addition to chatting and laughing with her father, she also sang "Lu Binghua".

How to describe it?That song seemed to shine a ray of light into his dark heart at that time.

I still remember that many boys deliberately approached her to talk to her at that time, except for myself who was sitting on her right hand, across the aisle.

A very inexplicable feeling. At that time, he seemed to need all his strength and courage to say a word to her.

In the summer camp, he was in the same music class, and when he looked over from his seat, he could just see her side face.

The pink face looks like a ceramic doll.

The liking at the beginning was only a little bit, but because of some things that happened, it became more and more intense.

Remember, she was jealous, pushed into the well, and got hurt.

If it was another girl, she would definitely not continue to attend class, but she insisted on going to class and continuing to join the chorus team.

After that, there are some things that I will never forget in my life.

That day the teacher asked him to sing a song alone. After he finished singing, the girl he had a crush on applauded: "Big brother sings well."

Because of her words, he tossed and turned that night, and every time he thought about it, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows...

However, the secret love started in that summer and ended in that summer.

With summer camp over, he lost contact with her.

I asked a lot of people specifically, and they all said they didn't know where her family lived and what her phone number was.

"Actually, it's funny to think about it. Even if I know, what can I do? I don't dare to call her at all."

With a self-deprecating chuckle, the boy continued: "Obviously we've been together for nearly a month, but I don't even have the courage to talk to her."

Having said that, the music just ended, he said with a smile: "But today, I am very happy, I said the first sentence to her, I told her, my name."

In the silence, the campus returned to its original tranquility.

Thinking that the confession was over, He Muran's voice sounded again on the other end of the microphone.

"The next song is dedicated to the girl I have been secretly in love with for a long time, and I dare not confess my love until we are about to part. I hope you can hear it."

Accompanied by a male voice as magnetic as a cello, the tone of the guitar rises.

Was it played on the spot?Tong Xiaotu, who was learning guitar on weekends, couldn't help pricking up her ears.

He played very well, very skillfully.

Flicking the strings between the fingers, the prelude is beautiful but a little sad and lonely, and the notes dance with the dance of the fingers.

"Three centimeters of sunlight, three centimeters of air,

Blocked in front of my eyes like a glass,
Your expression is blocked, leaving only footprints..."

The boy's voice seemed to be talking quietly, but there was an unconcealable sadness in it.

It felt like trying to pretend not to care, but it made people feel more distressed and moved.

"All the warm air in my arms,

Become the wind and dare not meet you,

My thoughts evaporate into clouds,
It's raining again but I can't bear to get you wet. "

The last note of the music disappears with the separation of the fingers from the strings.

　It’s so depressing. If I really fail to advance and get put on the shelves by the editor, I don’t know whether to continue writing. Once it’s on the shelves, I’ll be single-player.Why!Feeling so unlucky.I didn't expect to crack down on puppy love novels before the summer vacation. The holiday that I've been thinking about has come, and the data has gotten worse... My friends have asked me to write current or old sayings, which are better than youth.But I can't bear to part with this book. T_T meow meow rolling in tangled~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)