Xiao Xin's car was parked in a temporary parking space at the school, next to some students' electric scooters and bicycles.
It was break time, and students were coming to pick up their cars one after another.
As soon as Fu Yan opened the car door, Xiao Xin saw Feng Lu and Feng Xiaoxiao following closely behind him.
Feng Xiaoxiao has good eyesight. Through Fu Yan opening the car door, she immediately saw Xiao Xin sitting in the driver's seat.
At this moment, Feng Xiaoxiao ignored her girlish shyness and strode towards Xiao Xin, knocking on the driver's side window.
Xiao Xin rolled down the car window and asked her, "What's wrong, junior?"
Feng Xiaoxiao noticed that Xiao Xin's eyes were wet, clearly indicating that he had been crying, and assumed that Xiao Xin was in a bad mood.
Her excitement subsided, and her voice involuntarily softened: "Um, senior, are you free this weekend?"
Xiao Xin thought for a moment...
"No," Fu Yan suddenly interjected.
Xiao Xin glanced at him, and Fu Yan shut his mouth, turning his face away and no longer looking at the two of them.
Xiao Xin then turned to look at Feng Xiaoxiao: "Is there something you need?"
Feng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and quickly explained, "It's like this, senior, this weekend is the college's 20th anniversary celebration. If you're free, I'd like to invite you to perform a program..."
Xiao Xin hesitated, about to refuse, when Feng Xiaoxiao immediately added, "Of course, of course, you can choose your own program, singing, playing the guzheng or the drums. These are all things that senior students are proficient in, so it shouldn't be too difficult, right?"
Xiao Xin: "..."
Back when he was in school, he really didn't have any problems.
But he's been out of school for so long, and after two years of being a corporate slave, he doesn't think he's up to the task.
Xiao Xin's eyes darkened slightly, and he lowered his gaze, saying, "I'm sorry, junior, to be honest, I haven't touched those things for two years..."
He felt a little ashamed as he said this.
He was full of vigor when he first entered society, but after experiencing some things, he realized that some people are born with a head start, while others may work hard their whole lives and still not reach the starting point of others.
Shawn belongs to the latter category.
Having experienced the harsh realities of society, I've realized that dreams can't put food on the table, at least not now.
A hint of surprise flashed in Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes. She chose this school because of Xiao Xin, who shone brightly on stage back then.
But now, she sees a lack of confidence in Xiao Xin.
That brilliant musical genius now seemed to have his light obscured, shrouded in a thin layer of dust.
Feng Xiaoxiao's heart felt like it had been suddenly gripped, and she could hardly breathe.
"Senior..." Her voice trembled, tinged with heartache.
Xiao Xin wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked up at her: "Hmm, what's wrong?"
Feng Xiaoxiao patted Xiao Xin on the shoulder, her eyes suddenly becoming firm as if she had made up her mind: "Senior, I believe in you, you can do very well."
Xiao Xin looked at her suddenly excited expression and was a little unaccustomed to it, so she smiled without answering.
He wasn't really opposed to participating in activities, but it seemed like he couldn't get over that mental hurdle.
Since the day she learned about He Yunzhou's relationship, Xiao Xin has stopped participating in any activities.
He always felt that he had lost to Jiang Yuqing that day. Whenever he stepped onto the stage, he felt like a loser, nakedly accepting the torture of everyone in the audience.
Seeing that he was still hesitating, Feng Xiaoxiao continued to coax him: "Senior, many of our juniors and seniors got into the music academy because of your talent. You are our role model."
Xiao Xin couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and smile: "Are you sure... it's because of my talent?"
Not his face?
The second half of the sentence sounded inexplicably narcissistic, so Xiao Xin didn't say it.
But those who know, know.
Feng Xiaoxiao chuckled and continued praising, "Eighty percent of it is because of your talent, and the rest is, of course, because of your looks, hehehe..."
She then added, "Senior, please come and participate. Consider it a way to benefit the junior students in the college."
Seeing that she had gone this far, Xiao Xin didn't refuse anymore. He fastened his seatbelt and said calmly, "Okay, I'll send you the program I've decided on via WeChat."
"OK, then I'll call you 'senior' during the rehearsal in a couple of days. Just feel free to call me whatever you want, senior. Don't be too formal."
Feng Xiaoxiao answered decisively, her gaze towards Xiao Xin carrying a profound meaning. After all, her idol was a complete winner the moment he stepped onto the stage.
Xiao Xin nodded and honked the horn.
Feng Xiaoxiao consciously stood by the roadside, allowing Xiao Xin to drive the car away smoothly.
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The car slowly drove out of the school gate and drove smoothly on the road before Fu Yan finally spoke: "I didn't expect you to be so popular, brother?"
His words were sour from the very first sentence, a sourness that seeped into Xiao Xin's heart.
Xiao Xin smiled and said, "That's all in the past. A hero doesn't dwell on past glories."
Fu Yan crossed his arms, his lips tightened, and he stopped talking.
He felt a little annoyed, not because he was jealous, but because he knew nothing about Xiao Xin, which made him feel very frustrated.
This pain of forgetting the past is like forcibly erasing that part of his life.
He was transparent to Xiao Xin, while Fu Yan knew nothing about the person he liked.
Feeling depressed and somewhat discouraged, how could someone like him be worthy of liking Xiao Xin?
Fu Yan suddenly felt a strong urge to know his past memories, what kind of life he had lived, and what kind of person he had loved...
"Do you understand me, brother?" Fu Yan suddenly asked.
Xiao Xin thought for a moment: "I don't know him very well, after all, we've only known each other for about a month."
Fu Yan exclaimed in surprise, "So short?"
"Hmm..." Xiao Xin replied in a muffled voice.
For Fu Yan, a month was a very short time, but for Xiao Xin, this month felt longer than the twenty-odd years he had lived.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall the agreement he had signed with the manager.
Since he couldn't afford the penalty for breach of contract, he had no choice but to let Fu Yan say in front of everyone that she liked him...
Xiao Xin still needs to think carefully about how to get Fu Yan to say those words.
Looking at Xiao Xin's profile, Fu Yan couldn't help but ask again, "Brother said he doesn't understand me, but I vaguely remember him kissing me..."
It was still a forced kiss.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched his lips, as if savoring the memory.
Xiao Xin said they had only known each other for a month, but Fu Yan and Xiao Xin had been together for almost a month. So, could it be that they kissed so passionately as soon as they met?
Xiao Xin realized what was happening, her mind went blank, and she accidentally slammed on the brakes.
Fu Yan lurched forward due to inertia, accidentally hitting his head, but was pulled back to his seat by the seatbelt.
He rubbed his forehead and hissed softly, looking at Xiao Xin with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong, bro?"
Xiao Xin slammed his foot on the gas, and the car stalled.
Hearing Fu Yan's voice, he snapped back to reality, saw that Fu Yan had bumped his forehead, and whispered, "Sorry, I slipped just now."
Even a dog wouldn't believe such a lame lie, so Fu Yan didn't believe it either, but he didn't expose Xiao Xin.
Xiao Xin restarted the car, and after a long while, he said to Fu Yan, "You haven't fully recovered your memory yet, and there are some discrepancies. So what you're talking about might not have happened to me..."
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