After school in the evening, Yun Xiang did not go with Cheng Che. She went to the bus stop first.
Cheng Che arrived late.
The young man put his hands in his pockets and faced the gazes of many classmates along the way. With a cold face and no emotion at all, he walked towards Yun Xiang slowly and steadily.
The dim light from the street lamp occasionally fell on him, illuminating his face, sometimes indifferent, sometimes apathetic.
He was a little narrow-minded and a little silly, but Cheng Che's face was truly amazing.
God is partial.
The bus came and Yunxiang hurried to get on it.
Cheng Che's eyes darkened and he quickened his pace.
There were not as many people on the bus in the evening as in the morning, so she sat at the back as soon as she got on.
After Cheng Che got on the bus, the classmates on the bus were obviously surprised.
Cheng Che lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on Yun Xiang. He walked over and sat next to Yun Xiang.
Yun wanted to sit by the window, but he sat in the aisle, not knowing where to put his long legs, and finally he leaned to the side.
Yun Xiang silently retracted his short legs.
She felt that the differences between people were quite obvious...
In the silence, he suddenly asked, "Do you know which stop I should get off at to go to Grandpa's house?"
Yun wanted to shake his head.
"Then why are you in such a hurry to get in the car?" He glanced at Yun Xiang with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
Yun Xiang understood what he meant. He blamed himself for not waiting for him to get in the car.
"Because I know you will come up." Yun Xiang answered straightforwardly.
Cheng Che pursed his lips, his tone a little colder, "What if I don't go?"
Yun thought: "Then I will go home."
Cheng Che laughed angrily.
If she said that, she would go home.
Cheng Che thought he was not a good-tempered person, but in front of Yun Xiang, he had to endure it.
Cheng Che put on his Bluetooth headset, crossed his arms over his chest, and stopped looking at her.
It takes several stops to get to grandpa's house. Yun Xiang held up his face and looked out the window, feeling the night in Shencheng.
There are small vendors hawking their wares on the roadside, and the city's night scene is particularly gentle.
Passing by the Forbidden City and feeling the cultural heritage of the red walls and green tiles, it feels as if you are back in that dynasty.
Yun Xiang looked to the right again and saw Cheng Che looking at his phone with his head down.
His movements were very casual, his slender white fingers tapping on the screen, and he seemed to be chatting with someone.
The little girl at the back was whispering, unable to hide her happiness.
Yun Xiang saw the earphones on Cheng Che's ears.
He is listening to music.
Cheng Che suddenly looked up, and his eyes inadvertently met Shang Yunxiang's.
Yun Xiang’s almond-shaped eyes are very beautiful and clean.
He suddenly thought of Yun Xiang's diary. Someone who could write such a diary could also treat life so passionately.
He suddenly understood the meaning of that sentence - the world kisses me with pain, but I still want to repay it with songs.
"What are you listening to?" Yun Xiang asked in a low voice.
Cheng Che pursed his lips and was about to say the song title. The next second, he took off his right earphone.
He leaned slightly closer to Yun Xiang, and gently brushed the hair by Yun Xiang's ear with his fingertips.
Her ears are pink, soft and pretty.
Cheng Che licked his lips, his eyes darkened for a moment, he looked from her ears to her eyes, and then put the earphones on her ears.
A gentle song came from the headphones, and Yun Xiang looked into Cheng Che's eyes.
For a moment, she didn't know whether it was because his temperature on the headphones was too hot, or because his fingertips were too hot, but the song inexplicably burned her heart.
Yun Xiang turned her head to look out the window, lifted the hair that Cheng Che had tucked behind her ears, supported her ears with one hand, and deliberately lowered her head.
Her ears were burning.
This feeling of not daring to look at him made Yun Xiang feel a little helpless.
Yunxiang bit her lip and looked out the window. The lyrics in her headphones were even more seductive.
“The night is full of stars and the clouds are full of raindrops. I just want to hide in your coat at this moment. You block the wind and the storm for me. In the vast night sky, I hear your voice whispering, ‘I love you.’”
——"Starry Sky Silhouette" by Yang Sen
Yunxiang didn’t like listening to music before, she always thought it was too noisy.
But recently, I don’t know when it started, but she doesn’t seem to be so resistant to listening to music anymore.
Cheng Che's playlist is mostly lighthearted, but also a bit chaotic, with one song in Chinese and one in English.
Because of the evening school, the traffic was very congested everywhere. Cheng Che and Yun Xiang were unusually quiet, completely unlike the other students. After sitting for a while, they couldn't help but sigh or complain.
"This song is very nice." Yun Xiang suddenly heard a nice song and said to Cheng Che.
Cheng Che hummed, said nothing more, and just turned his head to look out the window.
"What's your name?" Yun wanted to ask him.
Cheng Che glanced at Yun Xiang for a moment longer and said, "I forgot."
Yun Xiang frowned and said, "Take a look."
There was a hint of coquettishness in her tone.
Cheng Che's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he continued to look out the window. "I'll share it with you later."
Yun thought: "..." This guy.
I'm a stingy person. I don't even want to share my favorite songs with others.
Cheng Che pursed his lips, and the look in his narrow eyes gradually became deep.
The song playing in the headphones was Du's song "I Think I'm in Love with You".
…
It was already ten o'clock when we arrived at grandpa's house.
Cheng Zhenhua lived in an old house, a small bungalow with a vegetable garden in the yard and a swing in front of it.
After Cheng Zhenhua's wife passed away, Cheng Zhenhua should have lived with Cheng Xiao, which would have made it easier for Cheng Xiao to take care of him.
However, the Cheng family is a romantic man. He and his wife have a very good relationship. They have lived in this small courtyard since they were young, and he is reluctant to give it up.
As the old saying goes, if someone lives in a house, it is a home; if no one lives in it, it is a ruin.
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