Chapter 47 The Evolution of a Class Beauty

Sheng Yan watched the car leave Pu Yu and the others far behind.

Even Pu Yu, who was so tall, couldn’t be seen.

I feel much better.

Ning Song asked him, "Where are you going? What are you going to do? I have something to do this afternoon."

"You can leave your homework for tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Sheng Yan knew what he planned for the afternoon and said, "I'll take you to a nice place."

He really liked Ningsong. Just taking him out would make him feel happy. He thought Ningsong looked good in the clothes he wore today. He looked youthful and beautiful. The green sweater made him look fresh and fair. He had a light scent of jasmine on his body. He looked like a bunch of jasmine flowers in spring, swaying in his heart.

He was filled with indescribable joy.

Ning Song looked outside the car and saw that it seemed to be heading out of the city, so he asked, "Where are we going?"

"You'll know when you get there," Sheng Yan said, "You'll definitely like it."

As the car drove out of the city, the view became very vast. There was a streak of golden red on the horizon, and the rest was filled with large groups of dusk purple clouds. There are really beautiful sights in the mornings and evenings in Upper East Province.

Ning Song opened the window a little and saw that the white calamus flowers in the suburbs were still in full bloom. The wind made his hair tremble. Sheng Yan leaned over and rested his head on his shoulder.

"I haven't been here yet," Ning Song said.

"People in the Upper East used to call this place the vegetable garden because it was full of vegetable fields. Now it is mainly green fields."

Looking around, there are greenhouses and green fields. Some trees are in full bloom, white and pink, stretching all the way to the rolling green hills in the distance.

It seems that they have a two-week seminar after the spring meeting in April, which includes a trip to the surrounding countryside to experience rural life.

Sheng Yan suddenly asked, "Did you prepare a birthday surprise for me?"

Ning Song immediately turned around and his ear brushed against Sheng Yan's beautiful face: "You know?!"

Sheng Yan smiled, and the warm hair on their cheeks blended together, slightly itchy. "If you want to keep it a secret, you shouldn't ask Qiao Qiao. He is not the kind of person who can hide things. Yesterday he called Deng Xun to help him choose a gift, and Deng Xun called me to ask."

"Ah? Brother Xun, don't you know it's a surprise?!"

"He heard that I didn't celebrate my birthday, so he called to confirm."

Ning Song stepped back slightly and looked at Sheng Yan: "You're not celebrating your birthday?"

Sheng Yan nodded: "I haven't had this experience since I was a teenager."

Without Ning Song asking, he took the initiative to tell him about his personal affairs: "Don't worry, there is no tragic past. I lived abroad with my mother until I was eleven years old. My mother sent me here for my birthday. I felt that she abandoned me, so I never celebrated my birthday again. Later, everyone got used to me not celebrating my birthday, and I found it very troublesome. I usually just had a meal with Li Qingyuan and the others."

Ning Song said: "We didn't intend to give you a big party, we just wanted to have some fun with these friends we've met."

Sheng Yan said, "Don't do it. If the news gets out, a lot of people will come to celebrate for me. It's too troublesome. If those people at home find out, there will be a lot of trouble. You accompany me to this place today, which is equivalent to celebrating for me."

Ning Song said, "Well, your happiness is the most important thing."

In fact, he doesn’t celebrate his birthday. He doesn’t even know his exact birthday. He doesn’t really feel much about it. He thinks that since everyone is celebrating, he might as well join in the fun.

But it is very likely that he will celebrate it this year. His birthday this year should be very lively, and Qiao Qiao will be the first one to clamor for a grand celebration for him.

Although everyone usually calls them "brother", except for Li You who is 18 years old, the others are about the same age, all 17 years old. Pu Yu's birthday is in early February, Sheng Yan's is in April, but Qiao Qiao and Fan Duoduo who always call them "brother" are actually born in January. They say "brother" is a status in the underworld, and has nothing to do with age.

He is still the Ning brother in the hearts of all the boys in the school!

This year, his birthday was the only thing left to celebrate, so Qiao Qiao was putting all his efforts into it. He was afraid it would be too grand.

In fact, it’s good to just pass away quietly like Sheng Yan.

They leaned against each other and enjoyed the breeze for a while. Ning Song wanted to ask Sheng Yan about his family situation, but after hearing what Sheng Yan said, it seemed very complicated, so he decided to hold back.

Sheng Yan said: "Do you think it's nice to just feel the wind?"

"Well," Ning Song said, "very comfortable."

"I think people live for these moments. Just enjoying the breeze and the scenery like us is better than any grand birthday party."

"We're not going to go back just because of the wind, are we?" Ning Song asked him with a smile.

They were too close. Sheng Yan looked at the smile lines on his lips and wanted to reach out and touch them. His eyes were fixed on his rosy lips and white teeth. He felt that his lips and teeth also seemed to have the scent of jasmine, which made him want to kiss him.

He held out his cell phone: "Look at the camera."

Ning Song looked at the camera obediently, seeing his own reflection reflected in Sheng Yan's face, which was a gift from God, and smiled at the camera.

Sheng Yan took a selfie of the two of them, put away his phone and said, "We're almost there."

Ning Song saw a row of white houses and large fields of jasmine.

"Wow."

The car stopped in front of the row of houses. Ning Song got out immediately and was amazed at the jasmine fields in the twilight.

Large patches of jasmine flowers are in full bloom, swaying in the wind, and the air is filled with a very rich jasmine fragrance.

"Does it look good?" Sheng Yan asked.

"nice."

Sheng Yan said: "It's a pity that the weather is bad today, and we came a little late. When I came yesterday, the setting sun was shining, and it looked even better."

"Were you here yesterday?"

Sheng Yan nodded and hooked his finger mysteriously: "Follow me!"

Someone came out to meet them, and it seemed to be the owner of the flower farm. Sheng Yan said to him as they walked: "They recently opened a farmhouse here, specifically inviting tourists to come and enjoy the flowers, but it's a pity that it's not very famous. I just happened to search for it on the Internet."

Big data push is very powerful. He recently wrote a song and searched a lot of information about jasmine. His mobile phone pushed him this jasmine field on the outskirts of the city. He suddenly had an idea and took a leave to check it out. When he came yesterday, the sunset was brilliant and he took a lot of photos.

They went to the two-story building next door. The jasmine fields here are mainly used to make jasmine tea. For many years, it has been the busiest when the jasmine flowers bloom every year. A row of workers' houses were built. Starting this year, the boss followed the example of the surrounding flower farmers and started tourism, so he cleaned up the second floor and turned it into a hotel.

Sheng Yan picked the best room with the best view from the window, where he could take in the entire flower field.

Ning Song kept taking pictures with his cell phone.

He would say that no matter what kind of flowers they are, as long as there are enough and big enough, they will all look good!

"We won't go back tonight. Let's go watch the sunrise tomorrow. The boss said it looks best in the morning."

"OK!"

Ningsong could imagine the beautiful scenery just by thinking about it. He was already a little impatient and said, "Let's go to the fields and take a look."

They went downstairs and dusk had already risen, but the white jasmine flowers were connected in the night, as if the thin mist was condensed from fragrance.

Sheng Yan said, "Stand there. I'll take a picture of you."

Sheng Yan took several photos and said, “You can add them to my MV.”

"ah?"

Sheng Yan smiled: "No?"

“No, no.” Ning Song asked, “Do you want to shoot a music video?”

"It's very simple. You can edit it yourself and put it on a short video."

"Then you should be in the camera yourself. I'll take the picture for you." He took the camera from Sheng Yan and said, "Stand over there. Trust my aesthetics."

Sheng Yan stood over and said, "Then I have to act pretentiously."

Ning Song laughed.

They continued filming in the flower field until night fell, then returned to the room, connected the memory card to the computer and reviewed all the footage. Ning Song then saw some of the video footage that Sheng Yan had shot yesterday.

The flower fields under the setting sun were so beautiful that he was speechless.

Ning Song thought that Sheng Yan found this flower field for filming purposes, and brought her here because he grew jasmine flowers and thought she liked them.

He tried hard to give Sheng Yan advice and help him choose photos, and before he knew it, it was already past eight o'clock.

The phone on the table suddenly vibrated. Pu Yu sent him a message, asking, "Are you back?"

Ning Song replied honestly, "I am filming a video with Brother Yan in the suburbs. I will not be going back today, but I will go back tomorrow."

He also sent Pu Yu some photos he had taken, explaining, "There is a jasmine field here, and Brother Yan wants to shoot some material for his new song."

In fact, he felt a little guilty, because he thought Pu Yu would be jealous. But he couldn't go back just because of this.

Pu Yu just replied with an “Oh”.

Ning Song said, "We will go back tomorrow morning after we finish taking photos of the sunrise."

Pu Yu replied: "Don't be late for class."

"Know."

Pu Yu didn't reply to him.

After a while, Pu Yu asked, "How do you sleep?"

Ning Song smiled, then took a picture of a double bed and showed it to him. When she posted it, she thought to herself that she was like she was in a relationship and had to report it.

Pu Yu didn't say anything else.

I don’t know whether I was even more unhappy or finally relieved.

But according to his understanding, Menhulu may also feel that it is not appropriate for him to continue to ask questions. Pu Yu is not the kind of person who sticks to him with a sense of righteousness. Sometimes he will reveal a silence of "I also know that this is not good." This is also one of the reasons why he is so possessive and he does not dislike it.

Sure enough, after a while, Pu Yu seemed to be unable to hold back and asked, "Are there no extra rooms?"

Ningsong suddenly became more aggressive and said, "Stop talking nonsense. We still sleep in the same bed!"

Pu Yu was completely speechless.

Ning Song sent him another message, asking him if he had brought his schoolbag to school.

Pu Yu replied: "I brought it."

Sheng Yan plans to post a song demo on FB tomorrow.

“你寫完了麽？”

“差不多了。”盛焱說，“等會彈給你聽。你給我錄下來。”

“好。”

盛焱的手機忽然響了起來，他拿過來一看，說：“我媽。”

寧頌很意外，見盛焱接通了視頻，跟他媽聊起來。

他們說的都是英語，他只能聽懂一部分，大概就是說他要過生日了，問他怎麽過之類的。

他聽見盛焱說了一句“friend”什麽的，然後就把手機移過來，寧頌立馬笑着跟盛媽媽打招呼，目光看過去，就看到一個極其漂亮的外國女人。

盛媽媽更像是混血，有一頭烏黑濃郁的頭發，很深邃的五官，他用蹩腳的英語講了兩句，盛焱替他重新翻譯了一遍，搞得他還有點不好意思。

等盛焱挂了電話，寧頌說：“你跟你媽媽關系挺好的呀。”

“你不會以為我跟我媽斷絕關系了吧？”盛焱笑，“長大了就能理解她了，可能這樣對我們倆都好吧，都過上了比以前更好的生活，她也再婚了，生了個小弟弟，過得很幸福。”

他起身，去拿了個吉他過來。

“你準備這麽充分啊。”

“廢話，昨天就帶過來了。”

他可是早有預謀，自然要準備充分。

盛焱看了看時間，說：“還有十分鐘。”

還有十分鐘就十二點了。

他不過生日的人，竟然也學會了卡點，因為覺得到了生日這天會更有記憶點，更不容易忘。

寧頌爬起來：“對了，我給你的禮物你正好能用上。”

他今天才給盛焱買的生日禮物。

是松香。

他上次在盛焱家，見他彈琴的時候有用松香護理琴弦。他挑禮物的時候花了很多心思，因為他覺得盛焱送自己的簽名唱片就很意義，那自己也不能随便送個禮物搪塞，太貴的他确實買不起，他覺得盛焱也喜歡浪漫，所以買了松香，他覺得這個禮物還行，算小衆，很難跟其他人撞了。因為今天要回學校，他把禮物也随身帶着的。

盛焱取開，果然很喜歡。

“不知道你平時用的什麽牌子。”寧頌說，“但這個應該還行。”

“我很喜歡，謝謝你。”盛焱擡頭，眼睛亮晶晶的，好看到不像話，“這麽用心啊。”

“明年就不知道送你什麽了。”

“你還有一年可以好好想。”盛焱抹了點松香到琴弦上，調了一下弦，寧頌忽然對他說：“生日快樂。”

十二點了。

盛焱笑了下，眼睛更亮，說：“這下知道為什麽有人喜歡過生日了。果然很快樂。”

寧頌打開手機，盤腿坐在床上，他只穿了褲子和T恤，露着白皙的胳膊，纖細漂亮的如同一株茉莉花。

“來吧。”寧頌說，“你這次把我拍的發FB，我敢保證，粉絲肯定比上次還要喜歡。”

盛焱擡頭看向他，寧頌把鏡頭對準他，他故意把鏡頭放大，從盛焱的眉眼開始拍，鏡頭放大以後就一直晃動，有一種僞紀錄片的感覺。寧頌很喜歡，說：“來吧。”

盛焱坐在床沿上，抱着吉他彈了一段旋律，說：“你是第一個聽衆，恭喜恭喜。”

“太榮幸。”寧頌笑着坐直了，“等一下。”

他往窗外看了一眼，發現外頭路燈照亮了一大片茉莉花田，白色的橢圓形由路燈延伸開來，在窗口看有一種很幽深的美。

“你來窗邊彈，這個背景好浪漫。”

盛焱就挪到窗邊，寧頌将窗戶拉開，花香湧進來，他說：“不是跟你吹牛，我都能當導演了。”。

盛焱看着他笑，心裏很軟，心跳卻很快。

寧頌重新把手機對準他：“開始吧。”

盛焱笑了笑，表情怪怪的。

“你這是害羞了麽？”寧頌舉着手機笑起來，手指把鏡頭放大，拍盛焱紅紅的耳朵，盛焱笑出聲，鏡頭拍到他的嘴巴，簡直天生就是來誘惑人的。

“好了，我開始了，你好好拍。”

春夜，茉莉花田，盛焱在芬芳的香氣裏唱了一首叫《茉莉》的小情歌。

開頭是半分鐘的純音樂彈奏，浪漫而歡快，是他之前聽過的那段旋律，但有一點修改，後兩分鐘是歌，盛焱唱：

【你如果見過四月的茉莉，聽這段旋律，你會聞到茉莉的香氣。

我要建一個大房子，庭院裏種茉莉，把春天的花開寫成歌，讓全世界知道我愛茉莉。

一百個春天比不了你，無與倫比，無與倫比，要如何描述你美麗，像風吹起，像起漣漪，像一瞬息的光穿過一世紀，

遠方的人有歸期，愛的人會在一起，茉莉說莫離，我說就在一起。

我說就在一起，我說就在一起，我會建一個大房子，庭院裏種茉莉，陽光照着你。】

鏡頭裏的盛焱青春而漂亮，卻異常溫柔，像是收斂了他萬丈光芒，寧頌沒有看他本人，只一直盯着手機屏幕看。他身後花田起伏，成千上萬枝茉莉在夜風裏搖擺。

千萬多花都不如他芬芳迷人，寧頌覺得盛焱就該到萬衆矚目的位置上去，名揚四海，承載萬千寵愛。

這歌旋律實在太好聽了，盛焱的嗓音也很動人，他真的很久很久沒有聽過這種讓他起雞皮疙瘩的歌了。也可能此情此景太特別，因為這可能是他這輩子唯一一次能聽一個歌手親自彈給他一個人聽了。

唱完了，盛焱依舊低着頭，白皙的手指撫摸着琴弦，松香沾染到他微紅的指尖上。

“我發給你？”寧頌回過神來，看向盛焱。

盛焱說：“不用，自己留着欣賞吧。”

“你不發fb 啊？”

“以後正式出專輯的時候發。”盛焱說，“存好了，不準洩漏出去，不要給任何人看。”

寧頌有點激動，說：“你以後肯定會很紅，你真的很厲害。”

“好聽麽？”

“太好聽了。”

“我也覺得是我寫的最好聽的歌。”

“真的，朗朗上口，旋律也好，歌詞也好，唱得也好，不紅天理難容！”寧頌不吝贊美之詞，妄圖用彩虹屁來驅散心頭悸動。

他覺得不管男女老少，沒有人能對彈琴唱歌的盛焱無動于衷。

時間有點晚了，明天還要早起。寧頌去洗澡，盛焱躺在床上發了個新狀态。

剛發完沒多久，就聽見寧頌的手機在響。

寧頌在洗澡，盛焱隔着門喊：“你電話。”

寧頌關了花灑：“啊？”

盛焱說：“你電話響了。”

“誰打來的？”

盛焱回去看一眼，看到上面顯示“秋刀魚”三個字，他一下就猜到是誰了，眉頭突突地跳，回說：“黏人精。”

寧頌說：“我等會回。”

不一會寧頌就出來了，盛焱準備去洗澡，聽寧頌回了個電話過去。

寧頌去了窗口，開了窗，聲音也小了一點：“還沒睡？”

他其實大概猜到濮喻為什麽打電話來，做好了濮喻酸裏酸氣的準備，沒想到濮喻居然格外溫柔平淡：“準備睡了。你還沒睡？”

“剛洗了澡。”

濮喻就說：“有換洗的衣服麽？”

“沒有，湊合一晚上。”

“早點休息。”濮喻說。

寧頌“嗯”了一聲，“這就睡了。”

盛焱對濮喻黏人程度的不滿達到了頂峰，突然想到當初他給寧頌打電話，就是濮喻接的，還叫寧寧，趾高氣昂挑釁自己。他心想着氣死他也不為過，于是過去大聲說：“睡不了，我等會還有事求你呢。”

寧頌回頭：“什麽事？”

盛焱走近了，說：“不能叫別人知道，你挂了電話再說。”

寧頌就對濮喻說：“你早點睡，挂了。”

見濮喻沒說話，寧頌就把電話挂了，問盛焱：“什麽事，說吧。今天你是壽星佬，都滿足你。”

盛焱說：“等我洗完澡再說。”

心情極為愉悅，洗澡的時候還哼了一會歌。

等到洗完澡出來，見寧頌已經在床上打盹。

盛焱關了燈，說：“你平時不怎麽熬夜。”

“你快說什麽事。”寧頌聲音困乏。

盛焱也只是氣氣濮喻，随口那麽一說，要的就是濮喻郁悶，此刻想了想，郊外的夜晚出奇的安靜，偶爾會聽見樓下的狗叫聲。盛焱說：“你給我唱個生日快樂歌吧。”

寧頌笑了一下：“我唱歌很難聽你是知道的。”

說完就給他唱了一首生日快樂歌。

盛焱太久沒有聽過了，一開始還在笑，後面就不笑了。

“寧頌。”他叫道。

寧頌“嗯”了一聲，盛焱說：“以後如果我出名了，能開演唱會，我在舞臺上給你唱《茉莉》。”

寧頌想了一下這個場景，心髒怦怦跳。

濮喻翻過身，又看了看盛焱發的fb 。

放的是他和寧頌的合照。

趴在車窗上，頭發被吹起來，臉都快貼一塊了，眼睛亮晶晶。

配文：“今天和茉莉在一起，很快樂。”