Sickly Love: Master Ruan, fierce and aggressive!

Ruan Junyan went home absentmindedly. He began to reflect on whether his previous words had gone too far. In fact, to be fair, during this time, he could see that the road danced very well every year, light and flexible. Even if he couldn't understand it, he could feel that it was a correct dance.

Moreover, Lu didn't bear revenge at all every year. She didn't blame him for what she said before, and asked him to go home early to have a rest.

When he went to rehearsal the next day, Ruan Junyan was a little uncomfortable. His eyes always couldn't help floating on the road. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he played several wrong notes.

Every year, Lu stopped.

Ruan Tingchen withdrew his hand and sat on the piano bench, somewhat embarrassed.

Lu Nian looked at him anxiously: "are you all right? The performance is coming soon, you..."

"Nothing. There will be no problems with the performance. You'd better worry about yourself." Ruan Junyan frowned, upset, and said nothing but his head.

Lu looked at Ruan Junyan year after year. He didn't know why his nameless fire came and why he vented it on her.

Ruan Junyan, whose brain reacted, also regretted. He just felt very ashamed, which was why he said anything.

"I... I didn't mean that." Ruan Junyan pulled his face and closed the piano cover: "I don't practice today."

Lu came here every year. I don't know where I got two chocolates: "are you hungry? I always jump wrong when I'm hungry. Just eat."

She put a piece of chocolate on the lid of the piano, and then took one apart to eat.

Ruan Junyan slowly picked up the chocolate, opened the package and ate it slowly.

"Is it better?" Lu asked year after year.

"Well," said Ruan Junyan dully, "I'd better practice a few more times."

Later several times, Ruan Junyan focused and both completed the performance perfectly.

The event was soon held as scheduled. On this day, Ruan Junyan wore a small dress, and Lu Nian wore a very beautiful and glittering skirt, glittering under the stage light.

Before going on stage, Ruan Junyan saw that Lu Niannian's face had a strong stage makeup. He felt uncomfortable and looked good. It was not as pleasant as Lu Niannian's usual eyes.

But when Lu looked forward to asking her whether she looked good every year, he still nodded.

Of course, the performance was a complete success. The two cooperated perfectly and seamlessly. In the smooth piano music, Lu played perfectly every year. They went to the stage to make a curtain call and won warm applause.

After stepping down, the teachers were full of praise for them. When they returned to their respective classes, they also became the object of pursuit of their classmates.

Ruan Junyan sat down in his seat. Several of his good friends came to talk to him and asked how he felt about cooperating with Lu every year.

"I don't feel much. I have to spend an hour rehearsing after school every day. I'm so tired." Ruan Junyan said so. In fact, he was very happy. He was originally a person who could make every effort to succeed. Now the program is perfect. He is the happiest person.

His friends were also happy for him and said that he might be selected to participate in the competition in the city after his senior year.

Ruan Junyan was happy, but several people came together to explore the way with him.

"I'm not very clear about her. I'm just rehearsing with her during this time." Ruan Junyan said: "go and ask her yourself."

"Didn't you even talk to her?" the men asked.

Ruan Junyan recalled his few exchanges with Lu every year. He felt there was nothing to say, so he shook his head.

"That's a pity," they said. "Today you accompany her, but you don't even tell her a few words. It's pure use!"

"What are you talking about?" Ruan Junyan frowned. "I didn't accompany her, but I talked about the piano, she danced, and our two programs were merged." that's what the teacher said.

"What's the difference?" the head man wondered, "since she dances, who will watch you play the piano? Can't others hear when playing the piano, but everyone must be watching her dance. Aren't you the accompanist?"

"I'm not!" Ruan Junyan stood up with a flame in his heart.

Some of his friends quickly stopped him and drove the talkers away.

"Ignore them," said the friend.

Ruan Junyan couldn't swallow this tone and asked his friend, "just now, were you watching her dance or watching me play the piano?"

"This..." the friend scratched his head: "at first, she watched you play the piano, but after she danced... The dance was meant to be seen. Everyone can hear your feelings. We all think you play very well!"

Another friend quickly agreed.

But Ruan Junyan is not so easy to coax. His friend's euphemistic language is enough for him to understand.

After the activity, Ruan Junyan sat in the classroom alone. Everyone else packed their schoolbags and went home. He still sat in his seat. When everyone was gone, he began to slowly pack his schoolbags.

Just then, a man came into the classroom. He didn't care. He thought it was a student on duty, but he heard a soft voice coming from behind.

"Ruan Junyan, you haven't left yet?"

Ruan Junyan cleaned up his schoolbag, and then turned around to see that it was Lu Nian.

She has changed her clothes and removed her makeup. Her face is white and seems to have some drops of water: "I'm late to remove my makeup. Fortunately, you haven't left yet."

"What's up?" Ruan Junyan looked at her.

Lu Nian didn't notice Ruan Junyan's abnormal indifference. He took out a piece of chocolate from his schoolbag: "here you are. Today's performance was so successful. Please eat it."

Ruan Junyan stared at the chocolate in her hand and didn't reach for it.

"What's the matter?" Lu felt his hands a little sour every year. At the same time, he calmed down. He noticed something wrong with Ruan Junyan and put his hands down slowly.

"Are you happy today?" Ruan Junyan asked.

"Of course... Our program succeeded. Aren't you happy?"

Ruan Junyan opened his mouth and said, "I'm not happy."

Lu was stunned every year: "... Why?"

"Do you think I'm funny in your heart and wait to see my jokes?" Ruan Junyan clenched his fist. Every time he said a word, he felt that his self-esteem had been humiliated, but he had to say it himself: "do you think I'm your foil and let you shine in front of the whole school? You're very proud?"

Lu Nian didn't expect Ruan Junyan to say these words. She was a little flustered: "what are you talking about? We perform together, and the honor is shared by us."

Ruan Junyan sneered: "you're still pretending."