Don’t You Like Me

Lin Feiran was so eager to play, almost forgot the time, however, when the song was nearing the end, the feeling of the whole body was coming again.

It’s coming again... Lin Feiran shuddered and hurriedly locked his gaze on the keys, but before that moment, the snow-white keys were now scarlet, and the thick, black blood ran slowly along the body. Driply smashed on the ground, splashing an unknown blood flower. The blood-stained piano keys seemed to have a layer of ice. Lin Feiran’s fingers touched the keys, and the suffocating suffocation of the black blood was frozen. Fortunately, this is the last four measures. Lin Feiran did not dare to look again. Like the intoxication of music, he usually closes his eyes and bites his teeth to restrain the fear of transpiration. The **** is moving with the fingers that are not sensitive to the yin, and the last few accented chords are dropped on the **** red keys.

After the performance, Lin Feiran did not wait for more than half a second on the bench. He quickly got up and smacked his scalp and opened his eyes, bowing to the crowded audience. On the moment of walking down the stage, Lin Feiran's eyes were uncontrollably floating on the upright piano - there was a male ghost, his lower body was hidden in the piano, and the emptiness of the upper body penetrated the piano. The top cover, half-deadly hanging upside down, can't see the face, can only see two slender arms hanging down naturally, and both hands just sit on the keys.

And the two hands... Lin Feiran only glanced at Yu Guang, and it didn't look really good, but the place that should have been the hand, it seems that there are only two groups of blurred black and red, and the source of the blood seems to be this. The two groups can no longer be called hands.

Lin Feiran had a glimpse of his heart. He didn't dare to look at it. He walked behind the scenes in the applause and cheers. The man with a faint golden light was watching him. He smiled handsomely and gently, with the power to appease people.

Lin Feiran quickly slipped through a thought that he couldn't understand.

When he used to drive the yin and yang eyes, he looked at Gu Kaifeng. He could only see the yang, but he wouldn’t care about Kai’s face and look. Just like the people who are going to die in the desert, they only care about the water in the cup. I won't pay attention to this water-filled cup, but it doesn't look good, but...

What do you think about lying down? Lin Feiran smashed his head and flew to Gu Kaifeng to **** a big yang!

Gu Kaifeng took a look at Lin Feiran's thin waist and gritted his teeth: "Wait." After that, he let Lin Feiran go to the stage to report.

Lin Feiran, who has already absorbed the yang, looks awkward: "..."

What do you want me to wait for?

This round of Gu Kaifeng’s speech rate is faster than before. He hurriedly finished, striding back to the scene, and looking at his own Lin Feiran with a pair of innocent black eyes like a little hamster. ring!

Lin Feiran, who was caught off guard and turned around, was shocked: "Hey? What?"

After the turn, Gu Kaifeng put Lin Feiran down, his finger scraped the nose of Lin Feiran, and smiled: "The show was too successful."

Lin Feiran returned to God and smiled: "Thank you."

There were almost pink bubbles visible in the air, and the students next to them all looked at the two people in a complicated way. The only slow Lin Feiran was still immersed in the joy of the piano solo and the faint fear of two ghosts. Noticed.

At this time, the piano had been transported off the stage. Several boys pushed it through Lin Feiran. Lin Feiran couldn’t help but stare at the piano. When he remembered the ghost he had just seen, his heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

When he died, he was attached to the piano. The 80% was a person who loved the piano, but his hand was hurt and bloody... Lin Feiran bit his lip and watched the piano being pushed into the warehouse.

With a bang, the warehouse door closed and Lin Feiran retracted his view.

Normally, the students who finished the program will return to the auditorium of their class, so Gu Kaifeng pointed to the position of the second (fourth) class and said: "Our class is there, leaving you a seat, go?"

"Don't go." Lin Feiran shook his head and applied the sticky cake**, "I am having fun in the background."

This answer was completely in the expectation of Gu Kaifeng. His eyes were full of smiles, and the sound was good. He dragged the chair over and gave Lin Feiran a seat.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the festival ended successfully. At 6 o'clock, the evening self-study was still the same. Lin Feiran and Gu Kaifeng exchanged their school uniforms and went to the cafeteria to have dinner and then returned to the classroom. Lin Feiran just sat down, Wang Zhuo came over with a sly smile, and called: "Lin Feiran."

Gu Kaifeng replied: "What do you call him?"

Wang Zhuo: "There are girls in three classes, and I am very good. I just asked if I knew Lin Feiran’s phone."

Gu Kaifeng once again replied: "Do you know that you are not finished?"

Lin Feiran: "..."

As a party, Lin Feiran did not find the opportunity to interject in the whole process!

Wang Zhuo snorted: "What are you doing in that slap, and Lin Feiran has not spoken yet."

Lin Feiran, who finally found the opportunity to speak, asked: "Which girl is three classes?"

Lin Feiran asked this sentence is not really how to think about it. From childhood to big, he likes a lot of people. He has never had the idea of ​​falling in love with someone. Just saying this, I am curious to know. .

"That is quite thin and white, hair is very long..." Wang Zhuo said that half of it, Gu Kaifeng suddenly stood up blankly, from the front seat of no one to the aisle of Wang Zhuo station, hook Wang Zhuo’s neck dragged people out of the classroom.

Ten seconds later, Wang Zhuo’s screams were changed in the corridor: “Ah! Gu Kaifeng, your uncle!”

Lin Feiran: "..."

After a while, Wang Zhuo’s little wife who had been bullied by bully returned to the classroom. He didn’t look at Lin Feiran again. He walked straight back to his third row and sat down, and pointed to Gu Kaifeng. Look, said: "You see!"

Gu Kaifeng calmly sat back in his seat.

Lin Feiran pokes him: "Why don't you let him talk?"

Gu Kaifeng is a serious saying: "The seventh rule of the school's school rules, the opposite **** students can not be too close, the offenders will be given disciplinary action, the brothers supervise you, afraid that you make mistakes."

That is to say, according to the rules and regulations of the same **** classmates, there is no problem!

"I didn't think about it, I just asked." When it came to falling in love, Lin Feiran was a little embarrassed. He reached out and took care of Gu Kaifeng's hair and transferred the topic. "You dare to mention the rules. Your hair length is not stipulated."

Gu Kaifeng smiled softly and licked Lin Feiran's hair: "You are longer than me."

Lin Feiran swelled his scorpion and blew his mouth up. He blew his hair curtain straight out: "I have to cut my head after school this Saturday. The director has been staring at me for several days. Don’t provoke him any day. Take a fader and shave me directly on the podium."

Gu Kaifeng's gaze drifted past the stage, silent for a moment, whispered: "I want to press you on the stage...".

The word before he "had" was particularly vague and fast, and Lin Feiran did not really hear it. He asked: "What? What do you want to take me?"

Gu Kaifeng smiled very badly: "‘Shave’, what did you hear?”

I have heard it wrong, it must be wrong! Lin Feiran stunned and shook his head. "No, then you go with me on Saturday night? Your hair should be cut."

Gu Kaifeng’s mood was pleasantly fulfilled: “Go to the head after school, cut out the meal, eat after dinner.”

"Good." Lin Feiran nodded and began to wonder how he should cut it to be both handsome and not to the attention of the director.

The two days of calmness soon passed, and after school was released on Saturday night, the two men cut the head, eat, and go shopping in accordance with the plan. Lin Feiran took Gu Kaifeng, one person and one basketball game to pitch the ball. Although he was worse than Gu Kaifeng, he was better than his head, but his eyes were fast, and he scored one goal after another. He beat Gu Kaifeng several times and he was very comfortable!

"You shot very well." Gu Kaifeng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his back, and compared Lin Feiran with a thumb.

Gu Kaifeng is really more and more cute! Lin Feiran was modest and modest: "Alright, when you are in high school, get up and play every morning."

He didn't like to play. He just heard that basketball can last for a year, so he didn't have a long time. The shooting was good.

Gu Kaifeng poked a pain in a second: "Why don't you grow up?"

Lin Feiran: "..."

Gu Kaifeng is really not cute!

"But you are holding this height." Gu Kaifeng said, suddenly took a step toward Lin Feiran, reaching out and taking Lin Feiran into his arms and holding it. Lin Feiran was ten centimeters shorter than Gu Kaifeng, and his head was almost in the middle of Gu Kaifeng's nose. Gu Kaifeng raised his head slightly and sniffed Lin Feiran's newly cut hair with a rather embarrassing gesture. The fluffy hair tickles. Going through the nose of Gu Kaifeng, his apex is also tickle.

"You are a dog?" Lin Feiran stunned and pushed Gu Kaifeng away. He touched a place where he was smelled by Gu Kaifeng. He didn’t dare to look up and look at people, only to take care of him. Kaifeng’s basketball machine stuffed two coins and said, “Come and come and play again.” After finishing, Lin Feiran thought that the incomparable nature is incomparably unnaturally added, “This is the end of the game. Go home? I want summer and summer."

"Good." Gu Kaifeng laughed and said, "My parents are at home today, just to let you see you."

It also succeeded in sticking this weekend! Lin Xiaogu cake has been put back into his stomach since Saturday morning. He has a bright smile and he is busy saying: "Okay! But you bring your classmates back home, uncle and aunt." Can't you say that?"

"No." Gu Kaifeng's lips twitched and his voice snarled. "They are too happy to be there."