Chapter 72

When he Jinyin arrived at the midsummer music teahouse, he found a woman in a white dress in the middle of the restaurant.

The woman, sitting next to an ancient piano, is playing a piece of classical music.

The music resounds through the teahouse and listens to people's ears, making people feel relaxed and happy.

It was as if they were in a landscape. Originally, those people with a heavy heart also became relaxed in the sound of music.

The whole music teahouse was very quiet. The only sound was the piano sound of the woman in white dress.

After several minutes, the piano stopped

At this time, suddenly, a sudden voice came from downstairs.

"Miss Xia Meng, I like you. Be my girlfriend!" After the sound sounded, many people looked downstairs through the window.

"Wow... Qin Yu is one of the four male gods in our school!"

"He has been pursuing Mr. Xia Meng and has courted him many times. Last time, he used 999 chocolates and put them into a big heart to courtship at the school gate. This time, I changed the red rose. "

"You see, there is a Ferrari in the heart of the rose."

"Qin Yu, the guitar man, is so handsome and golden. If the object of his courtship was me, I would immediately dump my three current boyfriends and just be good with him. "

“……”

In this music teahouse, there are many female college students. At this time, those female college students, looking at Qin Yu, the guitar God who courted below, opened their mouths at the moment, revealing the appearance of flower mania.

However, as a courtship party, Xia Meng frowned.

She is cold by nature and takes everything lightly, just like a cloud. She just wants to be herself.

However, in the face of such repeated and tangled courtship, she was also a little bored.

Her face was cold. She quickly walked to the window and was preparing to drive away the guitar man Qin Yu.

But just then, there was a sudden sound of guitar below.

Also, a person accompanied by a guitar, singing sound.

Playing the guitar, he sang, "will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday tomorrow. Do you still think about you tomorrow? The teachers can't remember you who cry most. You can't guess the problem... "

Qin Yu leaned on Ferrari, surrounded by 999 roses.

A clear and wonderful guitar tune pops up from his hand, and the song "you at the same table" comes out of his mouth.

I have to say that his title of "guitar man God" is not obtained casually.

He plays the guitar really well and sings very well.

Next to him, there are many female students from the Conservatory of music. At the moment, they all show their flower crazy and adoring eyes to him because of this guitar.

"Wow... The guitar man plays the guitar very well."

"This song reminds me of your deskmate in the past."

"That's great. No student in our school has the guitar talent as good as him."

"The guitar man is so handsome. He is not only tall and handsome, but also rich and versatile. What a real male god. "

“……”

As soon as he played the guitar, Jiang Hong, who was standing aside, couldn't help praising: "Qin Yu's musical talent is really good!"

The girl like the iceberg, also at the moment, stood at the window, looked at Qin Yu playing the guitar below, and then listened quietly there.

Not far from the campus, there are rows of camphor trees. Under the camphor trees, there is a stone path covered with leaves.

The midsummer wind blew the leaves on the stone path into the air.

In her ears, the song "you at the same table" that she has listened to many times.

She thought of the deskmate who had been abused as orphans and poor people in high school

At the beginning, I was still a stuttering little mute with braces

I thought of the two of them sitting on the stone stool under the camphor tree with the leaves flying.

Where are you now, that deskmate of the past?

Qin Yu below also saw his Hukou standing at the window on the third floor, quietly looking at his music goddess Xia Meng.

He was very excited, "she finally looked at me. Finally, she was impressed by my guitar!"

He was ready to strike while the iron was hot and continue courtship: "Mr. Xia Meng, would you like me to play the guitar for you every day in the future? Will you stay with you for the rest of your life? "

He looked forward to the music goddess Xia Meng on the third floor.

And everyone else looked at her.

Others coaxed, "how brilliant, Mr. Xia Meng, promise him."

"Promise him!"

"Promise him."

“……”

A group of students coaxed that many of them were friends and close friends of the guitar God. These are all arranged by him in advance, which is called setting off the atmosphere.

At this time, the atmosphere has arrived. He believes that he can certainly move teacher Xia Meng and get the love of the iceberg goddess.

However——

Xia Meng, the music goddess standing on the third floor, slowly shook her head: "no!"

"What?" The guitar man was very lost. He didn't expect that he failed in such a courtship.

Xia Meng, the goddess of music, still rejected him.

"She clearly appreciates my talent. Why, but she doesn't agree with my courtship because. I am a student. Is it because she is a teacher? However, I am a college student who is about to graduate, and she is also a teacher who has just graduated. Our ages don't differ much! " Qin Yu, the guitar man, clenched his fist and whispered in his heart. He couldn't figure out why she didn't agree.

"You can't play that song well. There are several places out of tune, and there is no such feeling! There is no feeling that really touches people! " Summer dream said coldly.

As soon as this word came out, Qin Yu's face became blushing.

It turned out that the reason why Mr. Xia Meng looked at him and listened to him play the guitar just now was not because he thought he played well, but because he had problems playing.

Other people were stunned when they heard what Xia Meng said.

"Mr. Xia Meng, in terms of music, it's really strict enough."

"This guitar, playing so well, has only a small defect, but in the view of Mr. Xia Meng, it is not good enough."

"Mr. Xia Meng's music talent is so high. Of course, his vision is also high."

"It is estimated that no one can get Xia Meng's' perfect 'evaluation, and no one can make Xia Meng obsessed with the music he plays."

“……”

A group of people whispered.

Xia Meng stood at the window and continued to say coldly, "Qin Yu, don't do this anymore. If you have time, you might as well learn more music. Don't live up to the little musical talent God gave you! "

Having said this, he turned his head and ignored him.

When she turned her head, suddenly, she saw a man standing at the door.

The man, with his back to her, was leaving the door.

He saw only one back.

But——

When she saw the figure, her body trembled for a moment.

In my mind, I came up with the midsummer

"It's him, it's him..." she hurriedly ran after him.

"Ah, Xia Meng, where are you going? We also have an appointment with my brother-in-law... "At the moment, Jiang Hong hurriedly said behind.

Xia Meng hurriedly said while walking outside, "sister Hong, I have something to do temporarily. I'll make an appointment with your brother-in-law next time."

Having said this, he hurried out of the music teahouse and chased the master behind him.

He Jinyin now recognized Xia Meng when he saw her.

When he Jinyin was a child, he was an orphan and grew up in an orphanage.

When he was in middle school, he was very poor. He wore a piece of clothes and trousers for several years. Jeans are worn out, and they are reluctant to throw them away. Usually, they live on part-time jobs.

Because he was too poor, no one played with him at that time.

A person, isolated by the whole class, is often ridiculed and humiliated by them. Only one person can speak to him.

That person is her deskmate 'stuttering'.

Every time, the little stutterer speaks for him and defends against injustice, those people will scold them.

Scold the two of them, one poor orphan and the other stuttering.

Every time stuttering stood up for him, she would fight with those people. Her stuttering appearance made her laugh at those classmates.

During that time, he Jinyin fell in love with Xia Yanran and bought her a mobile phone in order to save money. He Jinyin has been eating white steamed bread.

One day, when the steamed bread was sold out, he Jinyin couldn't afford to eat. He went to the faucet and filled it with water. He went to the camphor tree at school and drank water to supplement his hunger.

At that time, a girl took the rice she had brought from home and handed it to him.

Then she whispered, "he Jinyin, this is my meal. You eat it!"

He Jinyin had some ruddy eyes and said, "no, no, I ate you. What did you eat?"

"Then why don't we eat together?" The girl stammered and blushed.

With that, he couldn't help but open the insulated lunch box.

The lunch box is full of rice. On top of the rice, there are some green vegetables. No shredded meat.

"He Jinyin, they are all vegetables. I made them myself. Maybe it's not very delicious... "He stammered and said in a low voice.

He Jinyin only took one bite, and then his tears fell into the lunch box.

He murmured, "delicious, delicious, this is the best thing I've ever eaten in my life!"

"Delicious, then eat more." She said with a smile.

At that moment, there was a wind blowing gently.

At that midsummer noon, she blew her long hair up.

On the camphor path next to it, several fallen leaves floated into the air.

Originally, the leaves falling on the ground also yearn for the sky.

Students walked around and looked at the two poor students with disdainful eyes, but they didn't care.

He Jinyin thought of the midsummer and an agreement he had made with her.

But after all, I missed everything because of the car accident on the eve of the college entrance examination.

Many years later, the one who kept a diary, blushed and maintained his stutter, suddenly became an iceberg music goddess.

Years always change everything.

He Jinyin is no longer the young man he used to be.

He is now married.

And she is no longer the little mute, but the goddess of everyone.

He didn't see her, avoided her, hid behind a camphor tree, looked at her and chased the distant figure