Did you do something wrong by confessing to the school grass on the first day of transfer?

Chapter 61

Gu Fangyan held Xie Fei's hand. His fingers were white and slender, with well-proportioned flesh and bones, and his nails were always neatly trimmed. Compared with ordinary people, the little finger on his left hand was too long and thin, as if it would break if he folded it.Gu Fangyan hesitated and chose the index finger.

Both the ring finger and the middle finger represent too solemn meanings, but the current occasion is not solemn, even a little sloppy.He hoped that on a formal and grand occasion, Xie Fei would wear the ring that would accompany her forever, so compared to them today, the index finger was more suitable.

But at the moment when he was about to put it on for Xie Fei, Xie Fei retracted her fingers.

Xie Fei sat up from the sofa, put a pillow in front of her, glanced at Gu Fangyan cautiously, then lowered her gaze, and said softly: "There is something I haven't told you all this time."

"Huh?" Gu Fangyan looked up in doubt.

"Our family...has a serious genetic disease."

There was a long silence, a long struggle, and after a long time, Xie Fei finally spoke.

He stared at the patterns on the pillow, paused, and added: "Spiritual, although I haven't had an illness, I still inherited it."

Before that, Xie Fei thought that she would feel sad when she said this, but unexpectedly, what came to her heart was a sense of relief, like a wandering traveler finally unloading his heavy burden.He doesn't have to hide any more, and he doesn't have to worry about gains and losses. He either falls apart, or...

But before he finished thinking, he heard Gu Fangyan whisper, "It's okay."

Xie Fei's eyes trembled, she grabbed the corner of the pillow with her fingers, and asked, "In what sense is it okay?"

There are many interpretations of these three words.Or, I just want to have a relationship with you, and I don't care about the future at all, so it doesn't matter; or, we are all young, seventeen or eighteen years old, no one needs to take anyone seriously, so it doesn't matter; or--

"I will be with you from birth to death, so it doesn't matter."

Gu Fangyan knelt in front of Xie Fei on one knee, stared into his eyes from bottom to top, and said seriously.

Xie Fei raised her head, looked into Gu Fangyan's light amber eyes, bent her eyes and smiled: "I don't really believe such beautiful words."

"Then I can only prove it with actions." Gu Fangyan grabbed Xie Fei's left hand, put the ring on the tip of his ring finger, and pushed it all the way, "Of course, I hope there will be no such day, but if that day does come , it doesn’t matter. Ah Fei, as long as we are still alive, there is no difficulty we cannot overcome.”

Xie Fei blinked slowly, forcing back the tears that were about to fall.

This year's Christmas Eve does not fall on the weekend. In the early morning of the next day, people who celebrated for most of the night had to get up to go to work or go to class.

Xie Fei suffered from severe difficulty getting up, and the symptoms became more and more obvious in winter. Gu Fangyan dug him out of the guest bedroom, squeezed the toothpaste and stuffed the toothbrush into his hand, and Xie Fei finally regained consciousness.

The electric toothbrush started to work hard, Xie Fei raised her eyelids and saw the two people reflected in the mirror, belatedly remembered that they forgot a big thing last night-narration practice.

But counting the time, there were still five or six days before the official stage, so Xie Fei was not in a hurry. As a result, things suddenly became more complicated at the end of the year. The teachers of all subjects stepped up to assign homework. Tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows, I live to wait for tomorrow, and everything will come to naught.” Mistake.

The rehearsal at 12:30 p.m. on December 7 happened to coincide with a lecture on a physics competition. Xie Fei and Gu Fangyan naturally chose the latter, so it was not until the afternoon before taking the stage that Gu Fangyan found out Xie Fei's annotated manuscript. The expression "said" again.

Xie Fei couldn't stop laughing after listening: "Are you learning Siri?"

Although it wasn't time, No. [-] Middle School had already entered the holiday ahead of time. This afternoon, the students who were performing were making final preparations for the performance in the evening, and the students who didn't need to be on stage strolled out of the school one after another to engage in some entertainment activities.The classroom that was usually full was empty now, only Xie Fei and Gu Fangyan were there.

The classroom is heated and there is no need to wear a heavy coat. Xie Fei only wears a dark black shirt and a plain white vest. This is what he wears when performing at night. This is what makes a solo performance so good. You don’t have to worry about others when you match your clothes. How to wear it all depends on whether you like it or not.

The contrasting colors of black and white complement each other perfectly, making his skin particularly fair, and his silhouette is very slim, especially when he is lying on the desk, the lines of his back and waist are outlined, showing a [-]% beauty.

Because of this action, the delicate back of the neck broke into Gu Fang's eyes without reservation.

I wanted to bite, but Gu Fangyan held back, pulled out a chair and sat down, and said, "Personally, I don't think I'm as flat and dry as her."

Xie Fei raised her head and said to him, "Yes, Siri can at least tell jokes, but you have never told me a joke."

Gu Fangyan gave him a sneer, and Xie Fei took a hint of sarcasm from it, hooked up the manuscript paper, took out the gesture of analyzing the score, and began to analyze seriously: "The narration is not a recitation or a speech, and the emotion does not need to be particularly abundant. But, you can't be particularly blunt, and you can't tell it in a cold and commanding tone, such as this sentence..."

The two of them practiced in the classroom for a long time, Xie Fei read a sentence, Gu Fangyan followed.

Gradually, Xie Fei gave up.

Gu Fangyan is a person who is born with aloofness and indifference is his basic aura. However, the script of "The Prince of the Glass Slipper and the Seven Dwarfs" after the magic reform is very sandy. Ballet dancers were asked to play drums.

Xie Fei slumped in the chair, waved her hands out without any strength, and said, brother Gu, you can just go on stage like this, anyway, as soon as you speak, they will pay attention to your face, who cares what you said.

It was late, and the two left school for dinner.

Ever since You Chen said last time that he was going to study and would not go out to school for dinner with them, the five-person group for dinner appointments has never been assembled again.The table for two does not seem deserted, but it is not as lively as there are many people.

Xie Fei looked at the menu twice before figuring out what to eat. After ordering, she leaned back in her chair, turned her head to look at the passers-by outside the huge glass window, and said quietly, "Why hasn't tomorrow arrived? Winter in Linjiang City It's too bad there's no snow, not much sun, just intermittent rain."

"Think about it from another angle, after tonight, you will be in Haicheng." Gu Fangyan comforted him with a low smile.

Haicheng is the place where Xie Fei plans to go on New Year's Day vacation, and it is also the city where Xie Fei lives for a month or two every winter except for the New Year.

The winter there is as warm as spring, and you can go to the streets in a long-sleeved and thin coat.He has a small yard there, facing an old street, where he has planted many flowers and plants, and occasionally encounters cats darting through the door.

Xie Fei's favorite thing to do is to move the lazy sofa to the yard, bask in the sun, read a book or do other things.

"But you should pay attention to sun protection over there. One year I took You Chen there, he claimed that a real man would never be afraid of the sun, but he got peeled that night." Xie Fei suddenly remembered something.

"Brother Gu, do you want to use sunscreen? I can lend you mine."

"Don't want to use it? Then I'll find a cloth to wrap you up. This kind of physical sunscreen is more effective than chemical sunscreen."

He even talked and gestured without giving Gu Fangyan any space to interject. He asked and answered all the time, and even unilaterally decided to lend Gu Fangyan a certain peony-embroidered bed sheet to cover him from the sun.

Gu Fangyan made a "tsk", but it aroused Xie Fei's interest even more, and his eyebrows became brighter, so he had to use some way to silence this person.

"Then I don't care about you."

After a while, Xie Fei said angrily.

The New Year's Day party officially started at 1:[-] p.m., and the order of the programs was disrupted, and they were not arranged according to grades and classes. Xie Fei's personal poem recitation was at the beginning, and the magic reformed stage play of Class [-], sophomore year, was in the middle.

There was a rehearsal last night, so it was clear how many minutes a show would take.After many inquiries, Xie Fei went to the auditorium, sneaked into the backstage without a sound, and successfully avoided the claws of some girls in the class who tried to make up for him.

He is naturally good-looking, with fair and delicate skin, even if he doesn't wear foundation or concealer, he can't find any blemishes.When the spotlight hits on the stage, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes bend, it is a sea of ​​flowers in the spring moon.

The poem he recited was Mu Xin's "Ye Ji", which was said to be based on Nietzsche's prose poems, but Xie Fei didn't explore the things behind it, he just liked certain paragraphs and words in this poem.

"...

I wish I could turn into night

but i am the light

The only thing that hugs me is loneliness

……

The twinkling stars in the sky

accept my blessing

I can't enjoy your gift

because I live in my own light

......"

The young man's voice is as clear as a flowing spring, slowly coming with the soothing background light music, falling in the auditorium full of seats, depicting the poems in the old days.

Every word and every sentence is full of emotions, calm, powerful and overflowing with tenderness.A poem, two pages, just a few minutes, the end has come.

When the applause sounded like thunder, Xie Fei bowed and retreated behind the scenes.

"Zai Zai, you are really great!" "I said you can do it! Your emotions are too good!" "We thank you, Zai Zai, for number one in the world, and vote for me later!"

Back in class, the students greeted Xie Fei with a large bouquet of flowers.

Xie Fei couldn't help laughing, and followed closely, laughing at herself.

He has been learning music since he was three years old. How to convey emotions and resonate with them is a subject he has been studying for a long time.If he can't even do this well, how can he be worthy of the awards he won before?

But such emotions were fleeting. He took the bouquet of flowers and thanked his classmates with a smile.

The ongoing program was a chorus of a certain class, it wasn't too bad to say, but there was a person who was out of tune and out of tune, which made the audience laugh.

Xie Fei heard this kind of out-of-tune, and couldn't help but want to beat him up, suppressing the high ones and pulling up the low ones.After hearing a few words, he really couldn't bear it anymore, got up and went outside the auditorium to breathe.

On the last day of 2019 and the eve of 2020, the sky is cloudy, with no stars and moon, but the fragrance of wintersweet permeates from the corner, which is refreshing.

Xie Fei leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, a voice came from not far away.

The clang of the landing, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, came to Xie Fei within a few seconds.

It was a girl, tall and slender, wearing a knee-length coat with a dress skirt underneath, holding a piano case in one hand, with makeup on her face, she had obviously just come out of a performance or competition.

She called: "Xie Fei."

Xie Fei recognized the one, and responded in a low voice: "A Liu."

"I've been looking for you for a long time." The girl called "A Liu" looked into his eyes with a slightly complicated tone, "Senior Sister Xiaolin said that she met you in the Wenyin shop last month and talked to you less than two In a few words, you run away. But this time, I won't let you run away easily. "

Xie Fei tilted her head, and said with a half-smile, "Why should I run?"

"You're running away." Aliu said, "Maybe it's because running away is shameful, but it's useful?"

"This cold joke is not funny." Xie Fei shook her head, "I didn't run away."

A Liu sneered: "Then why did you leave as soon as you said back then, and still refuse to come back to see us?"

The atmosphere was suddenly silent, and even the wind stopped, only the faint fragrance of wintersweet remained floating.

Xie Fei raised her head, looked at the hazy sky, and refused to answer this question.He is not obliged to explain to others why he made such a choice back then, nor is he bothered to explain it.

He waited patiently for a long time, and just when he thought there would be no more to say, and was about to turn around and go back to the auditorium, he heard A Liu speak again, with a cold and contemptuous tone, raised his jaw slightly, looked at the auditorium and said:

"Brother, are you willing to do this?"

"What's wrong with me?" Xie Fei asked her back.

"You are the teacher's favorite student and the most proud student in her life. You won the gold medal three years ago, and now you should go further than all of us, but you... have you stopped here? ?”

In the auditorium, I don't know who is calling the curtain and who is coming on stage. Applause comes out through the thick door, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, floating upward in the rising night wind.

The girl's tone was incompatible with such a lively atmosphere, and she had a sense of arrogance.

"Today, are you satisfied with such a crude stage, with this perfunctory applause, and with being compared with someone of this level?"

"What's wrong with that?" Xie Fei asked her back.

"You—" The other party seemed to be choked by his straightforwardness, and it took a few seconds before he continued: "You are willing to degenerate."

Xie Fei lowered her eyes and said softly in a casual tone: "This is my personal choice."

The girl seemed to think he was unreasonable, and stared for a while before she recovered her voice: "Is it a personal choice? If so, it's meaningless to go on. But there is one thing I have to tell you—since you gave up learning the piano, I haven't seen the teacher again, so the teacher has cancer, and it is very likely that he won't be able to survive this winter, you don't even know it!"

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