She Came To My Concert

Zhu Wenshu glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw Ling Chen in black, lazily nestled in a chair, playing with his mobile phone, with his peaked cap pressed down very low, and a tight mask, only his eyes were exposed.

However, there is no place for a pair of long legs, and none of them are kicking on the legs of the table beside them, as if they are in their own happy hometown.

If it weren't for this posture, Zhu Wenshu might not have recognized him.

Moreover, the movement of the lobby manager opening the door was not small, but Ling Chen acted as if he hadn't heard it, and didn't raise his head.

It wasn't until Zhu Wenshu coughed lightly while standing by the door that Ling Chen raised his eyes lazily, looked away from the phone, and moved up carelessly——

When he passed Zhu Wenshu's body, his eyes froze for a moment.

The setting sun is like broken gold, floating with dust. Under his deep eyebrows, his dark pupils were fixed on Zhu Wenshu, shattering the silence of the room, like a turbulent whirlpool, instantly sucking people into it.

Under his gaze, Zhu Wenshu lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I'm a bit late. I actually went out quite early, but I just went to buy something on the way. There were a lot of people, and it took a while to line up.”

Although she wasn't late, it was really unreasonable for the treater to be later than the guests.

But after she finished speaking, Ling Chen didn't respond to her explanation.

He just lowered his eyelashes and flipped through the menu on the table.

Zhu Wenshu felt that his silence at this time should also be regarded as a statement.

Too.

According to her superficial understanding of the entertainment industry, these big stars always make people wait for hours, there is no reason for them to wait.

While Ling Chen was looking at the menu, Zhu Wenshu looked around, and finally set his eyes on the half-filled lemonade pot in front of him.

She thought of something, her heart jumped suddenly, and she asked, "Have you waited for a long time?"

Ling Chen's eyes paused for a moment, then he raised his hand, picked up the kettle and poured himself another cup under her gaze, and slowly raised his eyes to meet her, with a smile in his eyes.

"Yeah, I've been waiting for you for over an hour."

Perhaps his tone was too calm, but Zhu Wenshu heard a bit of irony.

Am I free?

What nonsense are you asking?

Zhu Wenshu muttered a few words in his heart, and pulled out the chair by himself.

At the same time, the lobby manager quietly exited the box, and Ling Chen took off his hat and mask.

"What did you buy?"

When he was about to sit down, Ling Chen suddenly spoke.

Zhu Wenshu didn't come back to his senses, he opened his mouth half-open and didn't know how to explain.

At the same time, her dress was hanging on the arm of the chair.

The obvious pulling sensation made her turn her head around to pull, and when she raised her hand, the bag she was carrying slipped off her forearm.

Fortunately, she had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed the silk scarf on top of the bag before it fell to the ground.

But then, with a "click", a CD that hadn't been opened from the plastic package fell out, and the four big characters of "Classmate Xiaocan" were shining brightly in front of my eyes.

Without even thinking about it, Zhu Wenshu squatted down to pick it up.

But as soon as her fingers touched the CD, she felt a shadow fall on her body.

When she looked up, she met Ling Chen's face.

His eyes fell on the CD, and after a while, he moved up inch by inch.

When he looked at Zhu Wenshu again, there was already a clear expression on his face, "So I was queuing up to buy this, OK, I forgive you for letting me wait for you today".

"That's how long it should be," he said.

Zhu Wenshu: "..."

She maintained a half-squatting position and thought for a long time, but she really couldn't think of what to say, so she picked up the CD stiffly, and said with a smile: "I really like this album. Spend some money to support the cause of old classmates."

"Is it."

Ling Chen put down the menu, curled the corners of his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Then which song is your favorite?"

"..."

Zhu Wenshu blinked and blurted out, "Student Xiaocan."

The slowly shifting sunlight shone across Ling Chen's face, making his eyes appear dim, and only the arc of the corner of his mouth disappeared inadvertently.

After a while, he spoke softly.

"Well, I like it the most too."

Zhu Wenshu laughed twice, "I see, it's the title song."

Unexpectedly, Ling Chen stopped looking at the menu, leaned over the table, leaned on his right cheek, and asked, "What else?"

"?"

Why surprise inspection?

Zhu Wenshu quickly lowered his eyes and glanced at the catalog of the album.

There are twelve songs in total, the first one is "Xiao Cang Classmate", and the rest are all Chinese songs, but the English name of the last one is more prominent.

——《All you wish true》

Zhu Wenshu recited this sentence silently in his heart, like a small hook, hooking out the few memories about Ling Chen in Zhu Wenshu's mind.

In the midsummer of that year, the cicadas sang, the last math class ended, and their high school time was about to come to an end.

The English teacher at that time was a very caring young girl. She personally wrote blessings to each student and asked them to distribute them to the students.

Excited students ran around the classroom and corridors to take pictures. It took Zhu Wenshu a long time to distribute the cards one by one.

Turning his head, he saw a boy sleeping on the desk in the corner.

Under the scorching sun, he was covered with a school uniform to shade him, and his thin body blended into the surroundings. It was hard to find that there was another person here without looking carefully.