I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

If it is not based on the friendship between the predecessors, but on the special friendship that has a common language in music?

Well, if it is the latter, it seems to make sense.

She was stunned and watched Makoto Jingu carefully, but to her disappointment Makoto Makoto did not respond.

He really seemed to just say the name of the song, without any other special meaning, it was she herself who thought too much.

Hey, maybe this song is really called this name?Right.

Makoto Jingu didn't know that the name of this song would arouse Dongma and Sa's reverie, because this song is really called time to love.

Although not very famous, a piece that he liked very much before, especially when it is played on the piano, is very soothing and gentle.

Dongma and Yarn suppressed these ripples, and on the surface they still had a flat expression.

She glanced at the sunset outside the window, and the colorful sunset gradually faded, replaced by sporadic flashes and pitch black.

The night is coming.

"Is it night already?"

Dongma and Sa murmured silently, and suddenly she realized...

Why is it night?

She came to the music room from 2:30 in the afternoon and played alone until after three o'clock when Makoto Jingu came.

She unconsciously took out her mobile phone and took a look. It was already more than six o'clock, and there were still ten minutes to seven.

So fast... almost she didn't even react.

At this time, Makoto Jingong's emotion also sounded in her ears: "Well, it's almost seven o'clock."

Dongma Hesha quickly put the phone back in his pocket and whispered, "Well, is it time for you to go back?"

When she said this, she was looking at Makoto Jingong.

"Although it's almost the same, when you ask this sentence from the senior sister, you always feel like driving me away."

Jingu Makoto smiled and joked: "It seems that I really don't invite senior sister to see you."

Dongma Hesha rolled his eyes and retorted: "You have stayed more than three o'clock in the afternoon until now, and they said I don't want to see you."

"That's true, but I'm quite curious."

Makoto Jingu leaned his hand on the piano and stared at Touma Kazuya.

"Ok?"

"Senior Sister, do you usually have no one else here? Only Senior Sister yourself?"

"Ok."

"That's really envious, VIP exclusive training room." Jingong sighed.

Dongma and Sha glanced at him, but didn't say anything.

"But it's true. In terms of your excellent music level, the school should give you this special treatment."

"Just being alone all the time, don't you feel bored, senior sister?"

Dongma and Sa looked at him and asked, "Why do you feel bored?"

"Ha, this may be the difference between your personality and my senior sister. If I were to stay here every day to practice piano for a few hours, I would definitely not be able to stand it."

"Even if you are not here, there is nowhere to go."

Dongma Hesha whispered softly.

"Senior sister, wouldn't you go back home to practice piano, right?" Jingu Cheng asked knowingly.

"Why, do you think it's too boring?" Dongma and Sa replied.

"Well, everyone has something they like. It may be a little boring for me, but for you, senior sister, you should be very happy."

Makoto Jingu stood up and twisted his sore neck: "After all, I can always do what I like."

Dongma and Sa were a little surprised: "Don't you think I am strange?"

"Huh? Why do you think you are weird?"

She thought about what others said about her, gritted her teeth and said: "Just...always...only facing the piano..."

Oh humiliation.

Makoto Jingu sensitively caught some unusual information.

Generally, this is a questioning method, and most of the time there is an implicit meaning behind it: what do you think of me?

In fact, it is equivalent to indirectly gaining others' opinions about yourself.

Dongma Hesha is famous for not caring about gossip, but it doesn't seem to be true now.

He said softly: "It's nothing bad, I just said that everyone has something they like."

"For me, as long as it doesn't affect others, it doesn't matter what you do."

"I care about these other people's criticisms, it's not like Senior Sister your style."

Dongma and Sa pursed their lips and said, "You...do you think...you know me well?"

Makoto Jingu shook his head: "I don't think it's just an intuition."

"In your eyes, what should I do?" Dongma and Sa looked at him tightly.

"Hey, for example, now, in my eyes, senior sister, you shouldn't ask such questions."

He left the piano and walked around the music room casually.

The crisp footsteps sounded loudly, and Dongma and Sa's eyes followed him, and said in a daze, "Are you going to leave?"

Makoto Jingu smiled back and said, "Senior sister is going to invite me to dinner?"

"No."

"That's not it, I'm hungry now."

"Oh...then you go back." Dongma and Sa turned their heads, taking their gazes away from him.

"Yeah." Makoto Jingong nodded and turned to leave.

The sound of footsteps was walking far, Dongma and Sa clenched their little hands, unconsciously playing with their slender jade fingers.

Click~

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps stopped, and Dongma and Sa's heart trembled.

"Right." His voice sounded again.

"Thanks to my senior sister for taking care of you today, I am in a much better mood now."

Makoto Jingu is like a summary.

Some expectations that Dongma and Sa had just raised turned into disappointment in an instant.

Her voice was still so flat: "Yeah."

Creak.

The sound of the door's twisting open sounded, and the rippling heart was hidden under Dongma and Sa's calm appearance.

She couldn't bear it in the end, and whispered, "Hey."

Makoto Jingu just stepped out of the door and turned to say, "Is there anything else?"

"If... If you are in a bad mood next time..." Dongma and Sa squeezed, "You can...you can come here."

Jingu Cheng heard the words and chuckled lightly: "If you are not in a good mood, you can also call me."

"Oh."

A short answer, accompanied by his leaving figure.

The door was closed, the lights were not turned on in the music room, and Dongma and yarn were enveloped in darkness.

She still sat on the small bench blankly, as if she didn't mean to get up or leave.

This afternoon was a bit unusual for her.

It may be said that every afternoon when Shrine Majesty comes, is somewhat unusual.

Apart from him, there is no other person who can stay here for this long, which in itself is unusual enough, isn't it?

Dongma He Sha regretted a little, and didn't know why he said the last words.

But she seems to regret that she didn't respond to him very well.. A short... Does he think he is really a boring person?

He said that he was in a much better mood thanks to his own care.

Actually.. This is what he borrowed from him to say what Dongma and Sa had said in his heart.

Throughout the afternoon, except that Dongma and Sa did play some tunes at the beginning, Makoto Jingu said most of the time.

He didn't talk about his own affairs, nor did he talk about his own worries. On the contrary, he was all comforting Dongma and Sae tactfully.

No matter how sluggish Dongma and Shao are, Rao clearly knows how bad he is doing.

And her mood is very complicated now.

Without him, those comforts seemed to have no effect, and they surged up together with the previous entanglement.

This is a rare tangled emotion, and Dongma and Sha have never had it before.

After sitting for a while, Dongma and Sa slowly got up.

She sat back in front of the piano, pressed the black and white keys, and recalled the piece he had just played according to her memory.

She didn't know why she would think about it, or why she wanted to play it.

It seems to be a kind of medicine, and you will feel better after playing it. Probably that's it?

Concentrate, Dongma and Sae tried hard to recall and try to reproduce every note of the song.

But it's a pity that her memory, which has always been extremely powerful, seems to have failed.

She tried hard to recall, but still missed some parts.

She bounced around, but she couldn't play completely.

She simply took out her phone and searched for the song.

But the result surprised her even more.

No matter how she searches, she can't find a piano song named time to love.

She tried to search for the title of the song, but the rhythm came out completely different.

As a result, a conjecture sprouted in her heart: Did he write this song himself?

If he wrote it himself... what does this name... this song name... mean?

Even Dongma and yarn's conjecture goes deeper for no reason.

Did he write this song for himself?

The name of this track:

Boom.

Dongma and Sha covered her face with her hands, she didn't want to play now, and she didn't think about it.

Her heart became more chaotic.

And after the excitement dissipated, only one person remained helplessly alone.

This taste is really uncomfortable.

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty: Time Management!

"Are you ready? I'm almost at your door."

After leaving the college, Makoto Jingu intercepted a car at the door.

At this moment, he is sitting in the car, talking on the phone, preparing for the date tonight.