"...Jiang Xunmo, this song "I Like You" is for you."

The girl's voice echoed throughout the campus through the radio, and the students watching below burst into cheers.

Many people knew Jiang Xunmo's classmates and cast gossipy glances in their direction.

"Jiang Xunmo, can you go over there?" the girl's friend asked in a low voice.

Ye Chaoran also turned his head to look at Jiang Xunmo.

Jiang Xunmo didn't move. He was still in shock from Ye Chaoran's words.

Suddenly, he thought of what Ye Zhaoran had said to him at the beginning:

"This is not mine. Someone asked me to give it to you."

"I just met a girl from the next class. She knew I changed seats to sit with you, so she asked me to give you the love letter."

"That bottle of orange juice is the one I drank..."

"You misunderstood."

“…”

Jiang Xunmo looked a little dazed.

It was not until this moment that he finally understood that Ye Chaoran really did not lie to him, and every word Ye Chaoran said to him was true.

Ye Chaoran never fell in love with someone else, never wrote love letters to himself, and never... liked himself.

Jiang Xunmo turned his head and looked at Ye Chaoran in a daze.

Ye Chaoran was also looking at him at this time, and their eyes met. Ye Chaoran's eyes were clear and frank, without even a hint of evasion.

Jiang Xunmo: “…”

It turns out that he has always been the one who is sentimental.

There was a sudden pain somewhere in his heart, and Jiang Xunmo felt as if a great sense of grievance enveloped him in an instant.

He suddenly lowered his head and didn't look at Ye Chaoran again.

"Jiang Xunmo," the girl's friend saw that Jiang Xunmo had been silent for a long time, and called him again, "My friend's song is almost finished, you..."

Before she finished her words, Jiang Xunmo suddenly turned around and ran quickly out of the playground.

Ye Chaoran and the girl were both stunned.

"Jiang Xunmo!" Ye Chaoran shouted.

Jiang Xunmo didn't even look back and ran even faster.

Looking at the girl who was confessing on the stage, she had been paying attention to the movements here. When she saw Jiang Xunmo leave, she no longer had the courage to continue singing. She smiled at everyone with a sad expression: "It seems that I failed. Thank you for your encouragement."

The crowd watching the show sighed and spoke out to comfort her. The girl's friends also hurried back to comfort her.

Jiang Xunmo disappeared in the crowd in a short while. He must want to calm down, right? After all, a girl has just confessed her love to you in public, and no matter who you are, you need time to digest it.

Ye Chaoran sighed and decided not to disturb Jiang Xunmo for the time being. He just sent Jiang Xunmo a message.

[Ye Chaoran: I’m right here where our class is rehearsing. If you want to come over later, just come directly. 】

After the message was sent, Jiang Xunmo did not reply.

Ye Chaoran didn't care. He went to the store to buy some water and then rushed back to the playground to continue rehearsing.

On the other side, Jiang Xunmo returned to the classroom and found the love letter that he had kept well in his desk.

From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Xunmo has received countless love letters, but except for one or two when he was in elementary school because he felt they were interesting, he has never opened a love letter from anyone since then.

The reason is very simple. First, Jiang Xunmo has never thought about falling in love too early. Second, even if he doesn't open these love letters, he can guess the content.

It's nothing more than some confessions of true feelings. Since Jiang Xunmo is not planning to date anyone, there is no need for him to read the true words that others have the courage to write.

Out of politeness, when someone handed him a love letter in front of everyone, Jiang Xunmo would still accept it, and would find a time when no one was around to throw it away, and finally find an opportunity to tactfully reject these confessions.

When Jiang Xunmo first received this beautifully packaged love letter in front of him, he thought about finding a time to reject Ye Chaoran, but later he gradually gave up this idea. He even thought about taking a closer look at the love letter after some time.

Unexpectedly, the truth came out so suddenly. Now, looking at this love letter, he felt mixed emotions.

Jiang Xunmo hadn’t noticed before that there were four words written on the cover of the love letter - "Received by Jiang Xunmo".

Having been Ye Chaoran's deskmate for such a long time, Jiang Xunmo recognized at a glance that this was not Ye Chaoran's handwriting.

Ye Chaoran's handwriting is very beautiful, upright and neat, with a slightly sharp stroke. You can tell at a glance that he must have practiced calligraphy.

The handwriting on the love letter in front of him was delicate and it was obviously a girl's handwriting.

The last glimmer of hope was shattered, and Jiang Xunmo didn't know what expression he should use now. He sat in his seat for a long time, threw the love letter into the trash can, then stood up and walked out of the school.

Jiang Xunmo saw the message Ye Chaoran sent to him, but he didn't want to meet Ye Chaoran.

Because Jiang Xunmo didn't know what expression he should use to face him.

How will he get along with Ye Chaoran in the future?

Jiang Xunmo's mind was in a mess.

The much-anticipated school art festival finally arrived, and the campus was bustling with activity.

Jiang Xunmo thought they were noisy and he wanted to find a quiet place to be alone.

The security guard would not open the school gate for him at this time, so Jiang Xunmo walked towards the wall without thinking.

…

"Are you sure we can get in here?" Feng Chen asked the green-haired guy who was leading the way.

"Sure, sure," Green Hair replied, "I've asked around, and the wall in this area of ​​No. 1 Middle School is the easiest to climb over. There are gardens all around, and usually not many teachers come here."

"Brother Feng, shall we go?" asked Green Hair.

Feng Chen took a deep puff of his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, then said, "Why don't you leave? We have finally waited for the No. 1 Middle School Art Festival. Let's teach him a lesson while the school is crowded and chaotic!"

"Okay, then Brother Feng, you step on my legs and then you turn over first?" said Green Hair.

Feng Chen nodded.

Green-haired man took a horse stance, Feng Chen stepped on his legs and hooked his hands on the wall. He was just about to use the force to flip over when he saw a shadow flash quickly in front of him. When he looked more closely, he saw that there was an extra person on the wall in an instant.

Eyes met.

Feng Chen's eyes widened: "Jiang Xunmo!"

Jiang Xunmo recognized Feng Chen, glanced at him indifferently, then looked at the few people under the wall, jumped down to a place with fewer people and prepared to leave.

The person you are looking for has already walked into the trap and landed right at your doorstep, so why bother climbing over the wall?

Feng Chen got off Green Hair and called out to Jiang Xunmo: "Jiang Xunmo! Don't run!"

The younger brothers Feng Chen called over also reacted and asked, "He is Jiang Xunmo?"

Green Hair even rushed forward to stop Jiang Xunmo.

Jiang Xunmo was very annoyed at the moment. He looked at the people blocking his way with an expressionless face, then turned to look at Feng Chen: "Your people? Are you looking for a fight with me?"

Feng Chen thought Jiang Xunmo was finally scared, and snorted coldly: "What? Now you know you can't mess with me..."

"Gu Yao asked you to come?" Jiang Xunmo didn't have the patience to interrupt him.

Feng Chen's face turned cold: "You ask so many questions..."

"That's right." Jiang Xunmo interrupted Feng Chen again.

Feng Chen was interrupted several times before he could even finish his words. He immediately became angry: "You little bastard..."

"So annoying." Jiang Xunmo seemed to curse softly, and then said to Feng Chen, "Come with me, this place is too close to the security guards."

Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, and the green-haired man who was stopping Jiang Xunmo was also dumbfounded.

Jiang Xunmo was impatient and asked, "Do you want to leave?"

"Let's go!" Feng Chen gritted his teeth and agreed.

Anyway, they have more people and are not afraid of Jiang Xunmo playing any tricks.

Jiang Xunmo led a group of people across the road and entered an alley. Once inside, he put his phone aside, waved to Feng Chen and others, and said lightly: "Let's go together."

The Green-Haired guys were "battle-hardened", but this was the first time they were looked down upon. Without Feng Chen saying anything, they rushed forward viciously!

"Beat him!"

"You little bastard, I'll make you crazy!"

"It will be your turn to beg for mercy later!"

But soon after the words fell, several people were quickly knocked to the ground, and the sound of several people wailing was heard in the alley.

Feng Chen was stunned when he saw this scene. Jiang Xunmo... is so good at fighting?

Just as he was hesitating whether to slip away first, Jiang Xunmo walked towards him.

"Jiang Xunmo, I——"

Jiang Xunmo punched Feng Chen in the nose expressionlessly. Intense pain exploded instantly, and Feng Chen burst into tears, snot, and nosebleed.

Jiang Xunmo pulled his collar and asked in a cold voice, "Are you still fighting?"

How could Feng Chen admit defeat? He endured the severe pain and tried to struggle to get up, but Jiang Xunmo quickly punched him again.

"Do you want to continue?"

He looked down from above, his eyes fierce and fierce.

Feng Chen trembled when he was looked at by his fierce eyes, and suddenly he dared not say a word, but he still stared at Jiang Xunmo unwillingly, trying to suppress him with his momentum.

“It’s boring.”

After a while, Jiang Xunmo suddenly loosened Feng Chen's collar, and his eyes gradually turned red.

Not wanting to be seen in such a miserable state, Jiang Xunmo threw off Feng Chen's collar, picked up his cell phone which had been placed aside, and walked out of the alley.

Until he disappeared, everyone had not yet recovered from their shock.

Are they seeing things?

Jiang Xunmo’s expression just now...why did he look like he was about to cry?

They were clearly the ones who were beaten up!

They have no grievances! What the hell is he crying for?

…

Ye Chaoran rehearsed with his classmates for a whole morning. During the whole morning, Jiang Xunmo did not show up, and did not reply to Ye Chaoran's messages.

After lunch, Ye Chaoran prepared to go to the classroom to see if he could find Jiang Xunmo.

The huge classroom was empty, with no one in it.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Ye Chaoran's eyes. He closed the classroom door and was about to leave when he saw Fu Xinchao walking towards him.

"Fu Xin," Ye Chaoran's eyes lit up, "Have you seen Jiang Xunmo?"

Fu Xin came back to the classroom to look for the basketball. He was stunned when he heard this: "Isn't Brother Jiang with you?"

Ye Chaoran shook his head: "No, he left in the morning and I haven't seen him since."

Fu Xin thought of something and suddenly smiled gossipingly: "By the way, I heard that a girl confessed to Brother Jiang on the rostrum today?"

Ye Chaoran laughed: "Has it spread?"

"Yes," Fu Xin said while observing Ye Chaoran's expression. Seeing that he looked normal, he continued, "Now the school forum posts are all discussing this matter."

After that, he lowered his voice again, leaned over and asked, "By the way, you're not angry, are you?"

Ye Chaoran was confused by his question and subconsciously said, "Why should I be angry?"

Fu Xin observed his expression, and when he saw that he didn't seem to be faking it, he sighed, "You are so generous."

Ye Chaoran: “?”

"I'm going to play basketball first." After taking the basketball, Fu Xin waved to Ye Chaoran and left.

Ye Chaoran was confused. After thinking for a while, he still couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.

Oh, I was thinking of asking Jiang Xunmo to teach me how to play the piano again.

It seems that he can only practice on his own now.

Ye Chaoran walked towards the music room alone, feeling an lingering sense of loss in his heart for some reason.

…

All previous art festival evening parties of No. 1 Middle School were held in the school auditorium. Every time at this time, many students and parents would come to the school to watch the art performances together.

Fang Sheng arrived a little late. He drove around outside before finding a parking space.

"Brother, let me help you carry it?" Fang Yan followed Fang Sheng out of the car and stretched out his hand to him.

"No need, I'll carry it." Fang Sheng took out all the gifts from the trunk with one hand, and then stretched out his hand to Fang Yan, "Let's go, you hold my hand, there are a lot of people tonight, don't get separated."

Fang Yan's mouth corners suddenly raised, he held Fang Sheng's hand, and nodded heavily: "Yeah."

After realizing that those gifts were prepared by Fang Sheng for Ye Chaoran, Fang Yan felt very uneasy.

When did my brother become so nice to Ye Chaoran?

Could it be that they talked about something on Friday?

Could it be that Fang Sheng went out today also to meet Ye Chaoran?

Fang Yan suddenly couldn't sit still anymore. He had to go with them today no matter what.

It was just that Fang Yan’s health was not good and he couldn’t go out without Fang Sheng’s permission, so Fang Yan could only call Fang Sheng first.

The call was connected, but it rang for a long time and Fang Sheng didn't answer.

Fang Yan bit his lip. Fang Sheng was indeed angry with him.

There was no other choice, Fang Yan had to send a text message to Fang Sheng.

In the text message, Fang Yan had no explanation but just three simple words - "I'm sorry".

Fang Yan waited patiently for another half an hour before Fang Sheng called Fang Yan back.

As soon as the call was connected, Fang Yan asked aggrievedly: "Brother, are you angry with me?"

Fang Sheng sighed on the other end of the phone: "Yanyan, I'm not angry..."

Fang Yan shouldn't have been blamed for this matter, but Fang Sheng felt a little bad when he thought about his plans being disrupted, and he couldn't help but get angry at Fang Yan.

"Are you really not angry anymore?" Fang Yan asked in a hoarse voice.

Fang Sheng responded: "Really."

"Then can I go find my brother?" Fang Yan said softly, "I just figured it out. Those gifts from my brother should be for my second brother. I opened my second brother's gifts without permission, which was wrong. I also want to pick out a few gifts for my second brother."

"May I?"

Fang Yan had apologized so sincerely, what else could Fang Sheng say?

So Fang Sheng asked the driver to pick up Fang Yan, and the two of them spent the day picking out gifts.

Before going to school, Fang Sheng made a special phone call to the school leaders to ask if parents could go in to visit the art festival.

After getting a positive answer, Fang Sheng took Fang Yan to have dinner and then drove to the school.

"I heard from Teacher Wang that Chaoran will also be performing tonight. If we go there early, maybe we can see him." Fang Sheng said to Fang Yan with a smile.

Fang Yan was really interested: "Great! Then should we go buy a bouquet of flowers? I'll give it to my second brother after he finishes his performance?"

Fang Sheng thought about it for a moment and agreed: "Okay, I hadn't thought of this just now."

Fang Sheng took out his cell phone and called his assistant, asking him to order a bouquet of flowers.

The auditorium of No. 1 Middle School was already packed, but fortunately the school leaders knew that Fang Sheng would bring Fang Yan with him, so they reserved seats for the two of them in advance.

Not long after they sat down, the cultural performance began.

Fang Yan had no interest in the performances at the art festival, but Fang Sheng watched them with great interest.

Fang Yan had been patient all day and hadn't asked a question. Now he couldn't help it anymore and leaned close to Fang Sheng's ear and whispered, "By the way, I wanted to ask you just now, brother, how did you know that the second brother had a performance today? Did the second brother invite you?"

Fang Sheng didn't tell Fang Yan what happened last Friday, so it's understandable that he didn't know.

Fang Sheng briefly told Fang Yan what happened last Friday.

"After all, it was our family that misunderstood Chaoran, and my attitude last week was also wrong, so I prepared some gifts and sincerely apologized to Chaoran." Fang Sheng said.

Fang Yan was a little shocked when he heard this: "Second brother, is his academic performance so good?"

When Fang Qishan and Cai Lianhua went to see Ye Chaoran, Fang Yan was in poor health at that time and lay in bed almost the whole day. All he knew about Ye Chaoran came from Fang Qishan and Cai Lianhua.

Fang Sheng saw that Fang Yan was also shocked and sighed in his heart.

He knew that his parents were unreliable. Not only did they deceive him, but they also kept Yanyan in the dark.

"Well, Chaoran always ranks first in the grade in every exam." Fang Sheng said this with a hint of pride in his tone that he himself did not even notice. "And Chaoran is in the regular class, but he always beats the top students in every exam. He is really amazing."

Fang Yan's expression suddenly became a little ugly: "So amazing."

Fortunately, the lights in the auditorium were dim and Fang Sheng did not notice anything unusual about him.

Fang Sheng continued, "Not only that, Chao Ran is also excellent in other aspects. He is good at sports, music, and painting. I heard that he has won awards." After a pause, Fang Sheng continued, "Speaking of which, I should also thank the Ye family's parents. When I have time later, I will go visit them."

Fang Yan couldn't listen any longer. He responded perfunctorily and turned his attention to the stage.

Fang Sheng didn't notice his abnormality, and after he finished talking, he stopped chatting and started watching the performance seriously.

Fang Yan's attention was not on the stage at the moment.

My brother just praised Ye Chaoran for being good at everything. Does he think that he is not excellent if he is not good at anything?

Can he be blamed for this?

He had been in poor health since childhood and had to rely on assistance to walk before he was five years old.

I had never been to school before I was ten years old.

He wanted to learn painting, music and sports, but his body just wouldn't support him doing these things!

He had done his best just to survive.

The culprit who caused him to become so weak was Ye Chaoran!

They are twins. If Ye Chaoran hadn't started competing with him for nutrition in the womb, would he have suffered from congenital heart disease?

Fang Yan was so angry that his eyes turned red and his teeth clenched tightly.

And judging from Fang Sheng's tone just now, he seemed to admire Ye Chaoran quite a bit?

Ye Chaoran hasn't even been allowed to go back yet, but his brother is already praising him like this...

What if Ye Chaoran really went back to the Fang family with them, and other people in the family also saw Ye Chaoran's good qualities, would they still agree to give Ye Chaoran's heart to themselves?

The more Fang Yan thought about it, the more frightened he became.

Although his grandparents and parents loved him very much, he still didn't dare to make this assumption.

Fang Yan took a deep breath and pursed his lips.

No, he had to think of a way to stop his brother from liking Ye Chaoran so much.

…

"Ye Zhaoran, are you okay?" The entertainment committee member ran backstage and asked, "Our class will be the next show, hurry up and follow me to wait in the backstage."

"Okay," Ye Chaoran responded, "I'll be right there."

Jiang Xunmo didn't reply to Ye Chaoran's message for the whole afternoon. Ye Chaoran didn't know why, but he felt indescribable anxiety in his heart.

Taking advantage of the last moment, Ye Chaoran sent another message to Jiang Xunmo:

[I'm about to go on stage to perform, I'll tell you the results later! I hope I won’t embarrass you, Brother Jiang. 】

After clicking send, Ye Chaoran put down his phone and went to wait.

The room was pitch black, but from this angle, one could just about see the entire playground of No. 1 Middle School.

Jiang Xunmo's cell phone vibrated slightly. He picked it up, took a look, and quickly put it down.

News about Ye Chaoran.

I decided not to watch it.

Really not watching?

The lights on the playground changed several times, and occasionally a beam of light would flash quickly across Jiang Xunmo's cheek through the glass window.

bother.

Jiang Xunmo frowned, sat up and opened WeChat.

After staring at the message quietly for several seconds, Jiang Xunmo could no longer sit still, so he picked up his phone and went out.

He didn't go to see Ye Chaoran, he went to see their class's performance.

Yes, that's it.

The depression in Jiang Xunmo's heart seemed to finally dissipate, and he couldn't help but speed up and run towards the school.

The music in the auditorium was very loud, and Jiang Xunmo heard the host's voice -

"... Next, we invite Class 1 of Senior 2 to sing "The Wind Rises" for us."

Jiang Xunmo ran faster, the wind whistled past his ears and behind him, even his shirt was blown up.

Finally, he ran to the door of the auditorium.

A smooth and pleasant piano sound rang out, and the entire auditorium was filled with only this smooth piano sound.

Jiang Xunmo raised his eyes and saw Ye Chaoran on the stage on the right.

He changed into a white suit, the spotlight focused on him, his profile looked handsome and focused, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Xunmo's breathing involuntarily became lighter, and it was difficult to take his eyes off Ye Chaoran.

Fang Sheng was watching as seriously as he was.

After waiting for a whole night, he finally got to see the show he had been looking forward to. Fang Sheng had a smile on his face since Ye Chaoran came out.

Listening to the smooth and pleasant piano music again, his face showed appreciation and pride.

Fang Yan nervously observed Fang Sheng's expression, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

He had to find a way...

But what can we do now?

Fang Yan was so nervous that beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.

Fang Sheng suddenly turned his head and whispered in Fang Yan's ear, "Yanyan, I suddenly feel that it would be great if Chaoran could come home with us and become a member of our family."

Fang Yan's pupils suddenly shrank and his breathing stopped for a beat.

The smile on his lips could no longer be maintained.

The next second, Fang Yan suddenly clenched the clothes on his left chest and looked at Fang Sheng with a painful expression.

"Brother, brother... my heart..."

Fang Sheng was startled by him: "Yanyan? What's wrong with you?"

Fang Yan clenched his teeth tightly and fell back without thinking.

Yes, he doesn't have to think of any other solution.

Treating your own illness is the best way.

All he had to do was say that his heart ached and Fang Sheng's attention would return to him.

Before closing his eyes, Fang Yan glanced viciously in Ye Chaoran's direction.

You will never be family to us.

forever.

The author has something to say:

Ye Zhaoran: That’s great. I don’t want to be your family either~ Okayヾ(？？▽？)ノ