Shen Yujing wanted to howl, but no one believed him.

He could only put on his headphones silently, put his phone in his pocket and quietly played the video recorded by someone else.

The sound of the erhu was indeed very sad, but it had no substantial impact on him, and even made him eat more deliciously.

Shen Yujing posted a message on the anonymous forum of St. Sly College.

[How come I don’t feel sad at all when listening to Song Yi playing the erhu?]

1L: Oh, what kind of iron-blooded heart does the OP have?

6L: I can’t believe that someone who cried a pack of tissues can’t believe it.

9L: I don’t understand, is there really anyone in this world who doesn’t feel sad when listening to Song

Yi playing the erhu? 12L: Is the OP a cold-blooded monster? Even the sound of Song Yi’s erhu can’t move you?

15L: +1 to the previous one. I can't think of anyone who can remain indifferent to Song Yi's erhu performance except a cold-blooded monster

...

Shen Yujing's hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

Why is this... why?

Why are all people moved by Song Yi's performance, and he seems so out of place.

Is he really a cold-blooded monster as these people say?

No! Absolutely impossible!

At this moment, Quan Le suddenly raised his head and looked at Shen Yujing, "Honestly, are you really completely indifferent to Song Yi's performance? Didn't you think about the sad things at all?"

Murong Huan also put down his chopsticks and analyzed: "If Shen Yujing really didn't feel anything, then..."

"How is it possible!" Shen Yujing couldn't listen anymore and interrupted Murong Huan immediately, "I'm sad! Of course I'm sad! How could I be indifferent? How could I be a cold-blooded monster!"

Song Yi: "......?"

Murong Huan: "?"

Quan Le: "No one said you are a cold-blooded monster, why are you so excited?"

"I..."

Shen Yujing opened his mouth, wanting to explain something but suddenly stuttered.

Yes, it was those people on the forum who said it, not them, why is he guilty?

So Shen Yujing instantly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, let's eat."

Although Song Yi and others thought Shen Yujing's reaction was strange, they didn't think about it any more.

Just when lunch was about to end, a person suddenly walked past them.

The white and slender five fingers held a cup of strawberry milk and placed it on the table in front of them. Song Yi raised his head and said in surprise: "Hang Feng? Why are you here?"

"Congratulations, the performance was great." The boy lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on Song Yi's face, his very thin lips slightly pursed.

His expression was filled with some complicated emotions, as if he had mustered up the courage to come to Song Yi.

"Thank you." Song Yi looked up and smiled at Hang Feng, then stuffed the strawberry milk back into Hang Feng's hand, "You don't need this."

Hang Feng didn't take it, and looked at her with narrow eyes with a bit of stubbornness, "You said you wanted to be friends with me."

Song Yi narrowed her eyes, and her memory went back to that night.

It seemed that this was indeed the case.

Having said that, it didn't seem appropriate to refuse now.

So Song Yi took some of the milk to the side, "Thank you too."

"Hey." Shen Yujing looked at Hang Feng, and suddenly stretched out a hand to him, "Let's be friends too."

Before Hang Feng could react, Shen Yujing forcibly shook hands with him, and then immediately sat back in his seat.

The next second, Song Yi saw Shen Yujing snatch the strawberry milk that "symbolizes friendship" from her hand.

Song Yi asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

Shen Yujing put the straw in and drank it, and said seriously: "We are all friends."

Then he looked at Hang Feng and asked: "What do you want to eat? I'll treat you?"

Hang Feng ignored Shen Yujing, but took out another bottle of strawberry milk from his other pocket with an expressionless face and put it on Song Yi's table again.

Shen Yujing: "?"

Why are you holding back?

So Shen Yujing immediately looked at Quan Le and signaled him with his eyes.

The tacit understanding of so many years made Quan Le understand, and he immediately stood up and wanted to shake hands with Hang Feng, "Why don't we be friends..."

"No." Hang Feng reacted quickly this time, and instantly put his hands behind his back, and then looked at Shen Yujing, "You too."

Hang Feng turned around and left after saying that, obviously not taking these people to heart.

Murong Huan picked up the drink on the table and took a sip, saying the same thing that Shen Yujing and Quan Le were thinking at the moment, "What an unpleasant personality."

"Okay, okay, let's go." Song Yi said, picked up the strawberry milk in front of her, and was the first to stand up and walk out.

She was still wearing the cheongsam she wore when she performed on stage today, and she hadn't had time to change into her own clothes.

Shen Yujing quickly caught up with Song Yi, walking side by side, and asked, "By the way, why don't you wear the dress I gave you?" Although

Song Yi looked good in the cheongsam, Shen Yujing also wanted to see if the dress he carefully selected looked good on Song Yi.

Speaking of that dress, Song Yi suddenly looked at Shen Yujing and said, "I forgot to tell you that the dress you gave me was so beautiful, so someone was jealous and cut it." Hearing

this, Shen Yujing's brows were wrinkled so much that they could almost pinch a fly to death, and he said, "Take me to see it."

That was something Shen Yujing gave, so he naturally had the right to see how it was damaged, so Song Yi took him to the dressing room in the backstage.

Because it was lunch time, there was no one inside.

But the torn dress was still there where Song Yi sat in the morning.

It was a lonely, damaged existence.

Shen Yujing picked up the bag and said, "I will investigate it."

"No need." Song Yi said, "But don't send me this kind of thing next time."

Shen Yujing didn't understand and asked, "Why?"

"I told you today that I don't want to be misunderstood. It's because a girl who likes you misunderstood our relationship that she treated me like this." Song Yi looked into Shen Yujing's eyes, "Last time it was Chen Xue who slandered me for cheating on the exam, and this time it was to destroy my performance dress. Who knows what they will do next time?" "

Shen Yujing, I can't just bear their inexplicable malice because of your so-called kindness to me?"

Just like the original owner.

In fact, in the final analysis, although Shen Yujing in the original plot bullied the original owner, he didn't really do anything bad to her. At most, he pulled her braids to hide love letters or something.

The harm he brought to the original owner was because he acted too flamboyantly and was too direct in his kindness to her, which made others jealous and thus did evil.

"But..."

Shen Yujing opened his mouth, trying to explain something.

For example, he gave this dress out of good intentions, or this result was not what he wanted, or he said sorry.

Song Yi said seriously: "Shen Yujing, I actually feel more comfortable with you than with Jiang Yiheng and Hang Feng. So I am still willing to continue to be friends with you. If you think so, then don't be so nice to me in the future."

Shen Yujing looked at her, with a little confusion in his peach blossom eyes, "But if I don't treat you well, how can we still be considered friends?"

Isn't this the case between friends? Is there any problem?

"Hmm..."

Song Yi thought about this question for a while, and then said, "Then don't treat me specially, just treat me the same as Quan Le, you won't give Quan Le a skirt, so don't give me one in the future."

Song Yi said and walked out, "Okay, don't pursue this skirt, I know who made it."

"Who?"

Song Yi's words successfully attracted Shen Yujing's attention again, and he chased after her with the bag, "Who? Who? Why don't you say? Who?"

Song Yi lowered her head to play with her mobile phone and took another sip of strawberry milk.

Playing the piano and wearing a white dress, performing one after the other, who was the one who had the greatest impact on her performance?

The answer was too obvious.

Song Yi walked very fast and left Shen Yujing behind.

Or maybe for Shen Yujing, he has a more serious problem to think about than catching up with Song Yi.

Don't treat her specially, treat her the same as Quan Le.

Song Yi is right, they are friends, well, just friends, of course there can't be any special treatment.

So Shen Yujing took out his mobile phone and called the housekeeper, "Hurry up and send the blue dress from yesterday to the Quan family."

"Who to send it to? Who can it be sent to? Of course it's Quan Le."

After making this call, Shen Yujing felt much better.

Yes, he just treated Song Yi as an ordinary friend, so he wouldn't treat her specially.

Since Song Yi has a dress, Quan Le must have one too, this is treating everyone equally.

Is this what she meant?

Of course, he is really smart.

In the evening, at the college dance floor.

Song Yi changed into a black dress, which was of course prepared for her by Murong Huan.

The thin strap design made the black dress look even fairer, and Murong Huan specially highlighted the beautiful clavicle, which looked sparkling under the light.

Murong Huan held Song Yi's shoulders with both hands, looked at Song Yi with satisfaction, and said, "So beautiful! So beautiful!"

Song Yi held her arms helplessly, "Enough, it's too exaggerated, I'm tired of hearing you exaggerate every day."

Murong Huan said, "Let me tell you, my wish when I was a child was to have a large human-sized Barbie doll, and your appearance has satisfied all my fantasies! Yi Yi, let's go out and play on weekends in the future, I have prepared more than a dozen princess dresses for you..."

Song Yi covered her ears with her hands.

Enough, really enough.

Who would have known that Murong Huan looked like a proud and arrogant sister, but secretly liked princess dresses and Barbie dolls so much!

But fortunately, on this occasion, Murong Huan did not continue to insist on her princess dress, but reminded her: "Are there cotton pads in the high heels? I am really worried about his dancing level."

Song Yi had a look of despair, "Let him do whatever he wants. If he breaks my legs, I won't have to work hard for the rest of my life. I can just lie down and be a salted fish."

Murong Huan was amused by Song Yi.

The school celebration in the daytime is a joint activity for teachers and students, while the dance in the evening is exclusively for students.

Everyone present can invite a dance partner, and they can move freely after the first dance.

Or continue on the dance floor, or go anywhere in the school. Today, all the activity rooms in the entire school have no door lock restrictions.

At this moment, Jiang Yiheng and Shen Yujing came together.

They were wearing black and white suits respectively, but their expressions were equally serious and solemn.

Jiang Yiheng was naturally worried about his dancing level, while Shen Yujing was a little dissatisfied.

It was just a little bit away from being Song Yi's dance partner! Just a little bit!

The four of them gathered together.

Murong Huan pointed to a corner and said, "You two should move towards that direction later. If you can't jump up, hide it. No one can see you."

"Okay." Song Yi nodded, and waved a foot at Jiang Yiheng, "You don't have to feel too much psychological pressure. I put a lot of cotton this time, so it's okay if you step on it. Of course, you can't step on me on purpose."

"Okay." Jiang Yiheng nodded.

As the music sounded, the students present quickly found their dance partners and stepped onto the dance floor together.

Song Yi and Jiang Yiheng also moved to the corner according to Murong Huan's instructions.

Even if something went wrong while dancing at the side, it would not affect others.

Jiang Yiheng put his hand on Song Yi's waist, lowered his eyes and stared at each other's feet, taking steps as rigorously as if he was reciting a math formula in his mind.

Although Jiang Yiheng's dancing posture is not very graceful, he performed exceptionally well today. He didn't step on Song Yi's feet even after such a long time.

So Song Yi praised him and said, "You performed very well today."

After receiving the affirmation, Jiang Yiheng felt that his heartbeat gradually slowed down and returned to normal, and his original nervousness also dissipated a lot.

At this moment, suddenly the lights in the entire dance floor dimmed, and the scene fell into darkness.

Someone screamed.

Song Yi: "..."

This scene is so familiar. Did something similar happen at the Shen family's banquet?

So Song Yi asked in her heart: "Again?"

[……]

The system replied somewhat aggrievedly [It's not me].

Soon the system cleared itself of the grievances, because someone's voice sounded, "Dear boys and girls, please don't panic. This is a small game we are going to play to add some fun to today's dance." "

The lights will go out for another ten seconds. In these ten seconds, you can decide whether to continue dancing with the partner you originally chose, or take a risk and hold the hand of someone next to you whose name you don't know, just as it is a fate given to you by God. Ten, nine, eight..."

Song Yi: "..."

What kind of bloody and boring game is this? Can't a good high school "party" be more normal?

But with Jiang Yiheng's personality, he shouldn't participate in such a boring game to change partners...

Huh? Why did the hand holding her waist loosen? ? ?

It's true that you can't judge a person by his appearance. I didn't expect that Jiang Yiheng, who looks cold and reserved, actually likes to seek excitement.

She wasted so much time practicing dance with Jiang Yiheng. He is really heartless...

No, that's not right!

With Jiang Yiheng's dancing skills, they have only been able to dance like a normal person now after running in. Wouldn't it be exposed if he temporarily found someone else?

So, Jiang Yiheng definitely didn't let go of her on his own initiative! So what happened!!!

But before Song Yi could come up with an answer, suddenly a strong hand grabbed Song Yi's shoulder and pulled her into his arms.

The bridge of her nose hit the chin of the person in front of her, and Song Yi groaned in pain. She reached out to hold the other person's arm to spread the distance between the two, and asked, "Who are you?"

It was just a short hug, and it was released in an instant.

The lights came on again, and there was no one in front of Song Yi, as if it was her illusion, or just a very ordinary episode.

She didn't know if it was Song Yi's illusion, but she seemed to smell... the smell of strawberry milk.

Suddenly, a scream rang out, interrupting Song Yi's thoughts.

"Fuck! What the hell!"

Song Yi was startled and looked over in the direction of the sound. The person who spoke was Shen Yujing.

Song Yi frowned.

The scene in front of her was a little strange, because Shen Yujing was holding Jiang Yiheng's wrist.

The blond young master let go of his hand instantly, with a look of horror on his face. He asked in disbelief, "Why is it you?"

Jiang Yiheng said expressionlessly, "You dragged me here."

Shen Yujing laughed angrily and explained himself, "Accident! This is an accident!"

"Accident?" With Jiang Yiheng's intelligence, he immediately understood Shen Yujing's original intention.

So Jiang Yiheng looked at Song Yi and directly translated for Shen Yujing, saying, "He wants to dance with you."

And at this moment, the voice just now rang again.

"Congratulations to everyone for once again confirming or having a new dance partner. Next, please dance with your partner again!"

Song Yi pulled the corner of his lips and took two steps back, "Then I won't disturb you, you guys continue, continue."

Jiang Yiheng: "......???"

Shen Yujing: "......!!!"