only love option

Chapter 104
She was 16 years old that year.

Jun Cixue's life has always been smooth sailing, but she encountered her first setback in the piano competition that year.

She didn't see the unknown junior high school student, but she only remembered that the judges and teachers were full of praise for him, and she only remembered an extremely ridiculous pseudonym 'Xuehua', even though the name her sister gave her when she signed up was not catchy.

She whispered that name in a low voice, and rejected No.2's acceptance of the award.

A 16-year-old girl is of course proud and arrogant. Even though she is far more mature than her peers and has a cold and unmoved appearance, this matter has always been stuck in her heart like a thorn, and it will not heal for a long time .

Back home, she locked herself in the piano room for a day and a night.The first thing he did when he walked out of the piano room was to find out the identity of the junior high school student, and the second decision he made was to transfer to another school next semester.

In the second year of high school, as the girl expected, the junior high school student named Jiang Li successfully entered high school.

She didn't go to meet him, because he didn't show his face in school on weekdays, and the boy never knew that there was a pair of eyes watching him all the time.

She remembered that the first time she saw the boy was on the school playground, and Jiang Li spoke on behalf of the freshmen in the first year of high school.

On the first day of school, the blue sky seemed to have been washed by water, the sky was clear and white clouds were long.

The huge playground was packed with crowds, of course she didn't join in, but stood on the high platform behind the rostrum, watching the high-spirited young man give an impassioned speech.

The breeze blew her long hair and skirt, and she looked at the young man below with blurred eyes.

Jun Cixue thought to himself that teenagers are nothing more than that, and the words are all old-fashioned moans.

She lost interest, lying on the railing a little bit lost interest.

In the days to come, she only came to the school occasionally, and sometimes she would hear who the young man named Jiang Li had confessed to, and who he had an affair with.

boring…

It was a shame, she thought, to waste energy on such a man.

But through a few words from her classmates, she learned that Jiang Li would go to the piano room to practice at the fixed time of noon on Wednesday, and it was said that it was to prepare for the New Year's New Year's party.

So, at noon on a Wednesday, the girl followed the sound of the piano to the outside of the piano room. Before she opened the door, she could imagine how graceful the boy's fingertips were, because the sound of the piano was really sweet, and it was not a tune she knew .

Of course, she understood that she was not wronged in losing, but Zhang Yang, who left the youth competition after finishing the song, also made her feel dissatisfied.

After all, she is the eldest lady of a rich family, no matter how well-bred she is, she also carries a hint of arrogance that is difficult for others to detect.

Jun Cixue will go to listen to the piano outside the piano room at a fixed time every Wednesday before New Year's Day. After hearing the strings, she knows the elegance, and she gradually feels that she is no longer alone.

Until one day, the sound of the piano no longer came from the piano room. She was very angry that day, and she didn't know whether it was disappointment or panic.

How could he waste his talent like this?
With a cold face, Jun Cixue pushed away from the piano room, wanting to ask questions, only to find that the boy was lying quietly on the piano and fell asleep.

She stood in front of the door and looked at him quietly. In the soft sunlight, his long eyelashes fell on his eyelids, and the tip of his straight nose was white and clean. He was very quiet when he fell asleep, reminiscent of bluebells blown by the wind in early summer.

The girl's heart moved slightly, thinking how could a boy be so good-looking, she only saw his back when she stood on the stage that day.

Jun Cixue pursed her lips and remained silent, then stepped forward to look at the densely packed manuscripts.

It was early autumn at this time, and there was still the smell of summer in the air. In the scorching sun outside the window, there were patches of emerald green, like an abstract art painting, and the hustle and bustle of the students on the playground could be heard in my ears.

The noon sun dyed everything pale gold.

For a moment, she had the illusion that they had known each other for a long time.

The boy woke up suddenly, and stretched happily. The sunlight slipped out from the ends of his hair. His face was against the light, youthful and flamboyant.

The girl panicked for a moment, but then calmed down and turned to leave.

Did Jiang Li see her face clearly?

She didn't know, what she knew was that there seemed to be a boy's female deskmate who had a very good relationship with him, an existence that even the teachers acquiesced...

Later, she went to school less often than before, and after graduation, she only remembered the opponent she had let go of, and went back to school on the day Jiang Li graduated...

They are like two intersecting lines, and after meeting each other, they go to their respective ends.

But what Ling Juncixue didn't expect was that they met again in the afternoon when she was recruiting new students from her sophomore club, like a pair of lingering friends.

It was also a breezy afternoon, and she was quietly reading a book at the booth. The club next door was full of people, and the booth of the Do Not Disturb Club was deserted, out of tune with the surroundings.

While she was quietly enjoying her alone time, someone came to the booth and asked.

The girl refused without even thinking about it, only thinking that the voice was very gentle and familiar.

She finally looked up when the freshman made a funny comment about how you can assume my gender.

Thus, the intersecting line becomes two coincident parallel lines.

The days passed day by day, plainly, and the years were quiet.

Sometimes they would argue in the classrooms of the club about the childish question of which came first, the chicken or the egg, but in fact, most of the time, it was Jiang Li who was looking for trouble, and bickered with her from time to time.

Sometimes she would stop by the basketball court with a book in her arms, and see that his three-pointer was just right, and there were girls screaming around her...

But the school's evaluation of his style is very strange. Some people say that he is not close to women, and some people say that he is a simple straight man.

After all, the boy behaved well in Jun Cixue's club, except that sometimes he would inexplicably annoy the girl, such as suddenly speaking badly, or asking her to move the water to the activity room on the third floor...

But there are always heart-warming actions. When she came alone during her menstrual period at school, she covered her stomach in pain.

Although Jiang Li would smile and ask her if she ate bad food, but when she saw that she didn't speak, he would react and hesitantly asked her if she wanted to help sell girls' supplies.

She was like an abandoned doll, lonely and helpless.

Many people say that she is a goddess. It turns out that the goddess has shed her disguise, but she is also a somewhat cowardly little girl in her bones.

When Jiang Li came back from the supermarket and exaggerated the thrilling process of him fighting wits and courage with the clerk wearing a hood, Jun Cixue finally laughed for the first time, even ignoring the pain in his stomach.

She asked him: Why do you wear a headgear to buy?

The boy said with a mysterious face that he has a system, and once he can improve the favorability of girls, some inexplicable options will pop up.

The girl gave him a blank look, obviously she wouldn't believe such nonsense, but so far she couldn't figure out why he did it.

But maybe just when the boy scratched his head and was embarrassed to hand her a bag, she suddenly realized that the boy was still that boy, and she was no longer that her.

　Chapter 4, it’s not too much to ask for a ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)