Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

In the evening, the dark sunset spills, and the piano room came to intermittently with some oysters.

And her original piano is different!

Gu Ying's black flashed and walked into the lips.

In the evening, the wind curtains were slightly blown. Gu Ying's line of sight passed through the gap. When he saw the girl lowered his head, clumsy and looked at the phone seriously, then slightly pushed the key.

He looked up and returned his step.

The yellow-yellow phoenix leaves fall, and there are a few pieces to hit a rotation in the air, and they fall to the shoulders of Gu.

He didn't know the windows of not far away, and he was always indifferent as the darkness of the night.

Once, the last class on Wednesday is the happiest time in his week.

In the chaotic campus life, quietly at the eight-piano room, listening to melodious piano songs, becoming his only comfort.

Because only standing here, he thinks it is close to her.

Close to the heart of his dull, there is an injection of vitality, and the sound of the piano is slightly slightly smashed.

Today's piano is very strange, it is not like a smooth and pleasant day.

Can I can't fluctuate in my heart.

He felt that he was like an eavesdropper, shameless hidden corner, listening to the piano that did not belong to his, and thought that people who did not belong to him.

The sunset gradually woven, and Gu Quan heard the piano in the piano, and then came to a woman's voice.

"Fast lesson, I check what you practice?"

The piano house is quiet, and Gu Qi heard the Cheng Chu low and low-end sound: "Teacher, I haven't practiced it yet, can I go next week?"

"No, I have just given you so much." The voice of a woman is sure.

The roadside lights up on the road.

After a few seconds, the piano room came out of the piano that was not very coherent.

The sound of the sound has not appeared in a few seconds, it is interrupted.

"Stop stop, you have something to play, Cheng Chu, even if you don't practice one week, it will not be abandoned."

Gu Qi's heart was tight, then heard the girl's low-low land: "Teacher, sorry, I didn't practice last week."

"What is going on, isn't it the most diligent, how to become this look, you don't think about it, any music school will not want you."

The woman's voice is very large, and the sharpness is severe, and Gu Qiang stands outside a few meters away.

His hand slightly trembled.

"Sorry." He heard the girl sucking the nose and some wronged sounds.

"Is it useful to sorry? Waiting for the lesson, take more time to go home."

The door "" has a closed, after a few seconds, the piano sounds in the housing.

The lower lessons in the distance are random, and the piano floating in the housing is mixed.

Half a child, Cheng Chu is in combination.

Ji Ming Yue is carrying the violin to find her, listening to her, saying the original committee, said that she is waiting for her at the door, but the Cheng Chu advised back.

When I walked out of the housing, the sky was already dark, the roadside faint light was sprinkled into the cloister, and Cheng Chu's footsteps were some heavy.

There is no one in the classroom, and the table and chairs are arranged in a none, and there is no popularity.

Cheng Chu went to his seat and started to clean up the bag.

She explored her hand into the drawer, but touched a pack of plastic packaging.

Only a light in the classroom is not very bright, Cheng Chu is slightly down, just sees a piece of strawberry flavor in the drawer.

It is the brand that she usually likes to eat.

Cheng Chu yard, torn the packaging paper, the sweet taste of milk, thawled in his mouth, and the spring rumored rain tape her heart.

She sucks the nose, looking out to the window, only feel that the moonlight becomes gentle.

The next day, Cheng Chu met the Ji Mingyue.

She took the shoulder of the season, and said gratitude: "Thank you, yesterday's sugar."

"What?" Ji Ming Moon blinked his big eyes, and said: "What sugar?"

Cheng Chu frowned: "Yesterday my drawer sugar, isn't you put?"

Ji Mingyue shook his head, said that he did not know, and then smiled and took her sleeve: "What sugar, oh, is it secretly love your boys?"

"Okay, don't talk." Cheng Chu is more than her half, so it is easy to take her shoulder and say: "Go, or be late."

Not a season month, who is it?

Ji Mingyue is in the liberal arts class, and Cheng Chu is not in the same floor. After the two respectively, Cheng Chu entered the classroom.

There are still more than ten minutes from the early reading class, and only a few people in the class.

Cheng Chu saw Gu Qiangzheng, looking down his head.

The morning wind blows his extraces, and the nose is familiar with the familiar fragrance.

Gu Yong Elashes trembled.

"Good morning, Gu Qi." Cheng Chun smiled.

Gu Ying looked up, the darkness of the fundamental bruises into a silk color.

He hooked his mouth and showed a laugh.

That is a very light smile, is shallow as the cloud in the far mountain, turns away.

Cheng Chu stunned, heart stopped and rising.

This is the first time Gu, laughs for her!

It seems to get a child, Cheng Chu is surprisingly moved the chair back, pleading: "Are you reading a book?"

"Ok."

"Language textbooks, this" Happy Tour "is hard to back, is you finished?"

"Ok."

"You are so powerful, have you been behind the" "?"

"Ok."

One question and one answer, I will always have only one cold "um".

Cheng Chu only felt that he was like a policeman, who was tried to refuse to cooperate.

In an instant, she almost felt that the shallow and faded smile was her illusion.

Cheng Chu has some discouraged, no longer talk.

There are several people in the classroom, very rude to pull the chair and send out the "" "harsh sound.

Gu Qi lowlang, once again disgusted his own buse.

If he can speak it normally, if you at least talk to yourself, you can say a few words, you can also see her for a while.

He got a dry lips, looked at the girl's back, and the eyes were filled with bitterness.

The crisp bird sounds outside the window, after a while, the class is full of people.