Unrequited Love

Sheng Huainan avoided her gaze: "Come and sing. What do you do?"

"Then you sing," she frowned, stood up suddenly, and put the microphone in his arms, "I haven't sung in the capital yet. You can pay today. Anyway, you are very rich. Today was originally a treat by someone else. , So I can earn another share for nothing."

"Looking at the small and cheap will suffer a big loss." He smiled awkwardly.

"The loss has already been eaten, wouldn't it be worse if you don't be greedy?" She narrowed her eyes.

Sheng Huainan held the microphone and opened his mouth. Before he could think of anything to say, Luo Zhi stood in front of the jukebox and bent down: "What are you going to sing? I'll help you."

"Luo Zhi..."

She turned her head to look at him, her eyes shining, and she stared at him dodge.

Behind him is a mirror, or in fact, all four walls are mirrors. When he lowered his eyes to avoid her, her gaze was attracted by the self in the mirror. She thought her eyes would be lazy and relieved, but the bright eyes of the person in the mirror were full of anger and mockery.

It was so vicious that it made her feel uncomfortable.

Recalling the conversation just now, her acrid and boring voice was really tasteless. In this silent film of time, he played the ticket pretending to be garlic, and her acting was so bad that she turned out to be so ugly.

Luo Zhi's finger rested on the "return" button on the screen of the jukebox for a long time, and finally recovered.

If this kind of entanglement proves that they are indeed connected, then the red line has also been tied with too many knots, lumps, and stretched out his hand but did not know which one should be solved first. She will continue, and it will be uncomfortable for anyone to look at it; she is reluctant to cut it off.

"What do you want, Sheng Huainan?"

He took Ye Zhanyan's hand, but told Gu Zhiye that he was "not yet" her boyfriend.

He accused her of being vicious and tricking her secretly, but went to a teacher to try her luck to find her who might be studying on her own.

He sneered and asked: "Do you like me?" But he put the down jacket gently on the shoulders of her sleeping.

Sheng Huainan, what are you thinking?

At the moment when he said the words, Luo Zhi even decided that if he was still pretending to be stupid, she slapped her big slap as the tricycle driver said, then picked up her bag and fled.

Ready, she clenched her fist slightly nervously, and looked at him hopefully-she didn't know whether she wanted him to confess or pretend to be stupid so that she could have a good time.

He didn't seem to plan to entangle her with this almost messy issue, but turned his head and said uncomfortably: "Don't blame me for my meddling, I'm doing it for your own good. No matter how you know you well. Yes, you should stay away from Mr. Gu, this person’s reputation in certain aspects..."

Luo Zhi opened her eyes wide in surprise, but did not explain to him her relationship with Gu Zhiye. She interrupted him abruptly: "Okay, I understand."

Sheng Huainan suddenly sighed helplessly: "Luo Zhi, do you know? I hope you can flush with anger and say to me, "Who I am with has nothing to do with you, why do you care about me"... …"

Luo Zhi was laughing and laughing.

Sheng Huainan didn't realize it, and continued to explain his fallacies: "I always feel that if you can lose control once and blame me for a few words, or simply blame me, don't always be so dripping, maybe I can get closer to you, maybe ...Do you understand what I'm talking about?"

An angry "why do you care about me" actually has a bit of aggrieved and coquettish meaning, so you can get closer, right? Luo Zhi drew a question mark in his heart and looked up and smiled brightly: "Then, why am I instead of you?"

"what?"

"Why didn't you come and grabbed my shoulders and flushed with anger, and said, "You said, what is the relationship between you and that Mr. Gu? Didn't I tell you to stay away from him?" She learned His tone was raised eyebrows, and he smiled sarcastically.

Sheng Huainan lowered his head quietly, holding the microphone in both hands, overlapping his thumbs, rubbing back and forth.

He just doesn't speak.

When Luo Zhi felt that he was about to erupt, he suddenly stood up and said, "Then sing, I'll treat you." After speaking, he went to the jukebox and carefully selected the song. Bai Guang hit his face, and Luo Zhi saw his frowning brows, with a solemn but somewhat unwilling awkward expression, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

Finished the topic just now? Luo Zhi felt like a dud thrown by him.

The prelude that sounded in the next second turned out to be James Blunt's "Youarebeautiful".

"This song is not easy to sing..." she muttered to herself.

"It's all the same to me anyway." Sheng Huainan slumped to the sofa behind him in a sluggish look. He leisurely raised his legs and sang the first song when the familiar melody sounded. In one sentence, Mylifeisbrilliant. (My life is colorful and brilliant.)

Luo Zhi was completely stunned. She finally understood what "all the same to me" means.

Sheng Huainan closed his eyes and let go and sang. As if there was no one beside him, he raised his head slightly, astonished her by his unrestrained look.

Luo Zhi's stiff expression mask began to slowly crack.

Youarebeautiful, it’s true.

(You are so beautiful, so true.)

Butit’stimetofacethetruth.

(But, it's time to face reality.)

Iwillneverbewithyou.

(I will never own you.)

At the end of the song, he raised his eyebrows, as if drunk too much, and asked her roughly, "How is it?"

Luo Zhi swallowed.

"It's ugly." She lowered her head, feeling that she was drinking too much.

Sheng Huainan laughed, turned his head back, and threw the microphone aside. At first, Luo Zhi looked at him and smiled, watching, and then laughing.

"I didn't expect you to sing so badly."

"How bad is it?"

"It can't be more ugly."

Before she finished speaking, he began to laugh again, and then jumped up, as if he had suddenly fallen in love with music after years of abstinence, and stepped past her to order a song.

"No, it could be even worse." He said briskly.

Luo Zhi sat on the side foolishly, admiring his extensive research, while regretting that his favorite song was almost ruined by him. Later, he gradually got used to it, silently allowing him to run away from the north, south, east and north, and then when "FreeLoop" reached the chorus, he pulled another microphone and yelled with him.

He glanced at her in amazement, then smiled, grabbed her by the arm, pulled her up to her feet, and yelled the high pitch even more immorally.

Luo Zhi was dragged, but he didn't struggle. She didn't know what she was doing, and the blood rushed to her face. In short, it was just right not to disappoint.

It would be great if there was wine, she thought.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Huainan was much more direct than her: "Would you like to drink?"

She was shocked when she was said to be centered, and looked at the young man with red cheeks, bright eyes and high spirits. He held her left arm tightly, shook and shook it, before drinking, it seemed to be high.

Sweat palms.

In fact, she still has too many questions to solve, too many doubts without answers. Historical experience tells her that this openness is the prelude to the next sadness.

Luo Zhi, you have to calm down.

However, she nodded and said, "Okay."

He dropped the microphone, grabbed her bag, and said, "Go!"

Luo Zhi sighed.

In fact, she sang very well, but no one gave her a chance to sing.

Thinking of this, he raised a smile and said, "Go."

He still took her left arm and walked hurriedly in the magnificent corridor, chaotic music passing by. She trot all the way, her head still a little groggy.

Someone will pour cold water on me. Luo Zhi thought to himself.

At this moment, the door of the front private room opened inward, and two girls and three boys rushed out. The tall boy looked around while talking on the phone: "Damn, who knows where he went, this kid doesn't answer the phone, what can I do..."

Then Sheng Huainan stopped, and the five people in front also turned around to look at them one after another.

The first thing Luo Zhi saw was a fat girl with two exaggerated white earrings. Xu Qiqiao's facial language was as brilliant and rich as ever. Her eyes swept over everyone present, and she performed multiple expressions such as surprise, anger, and excitement in turn.

The tall guy put down the phone and swallowed several times before he smiled embarrassedly: "Where did you go? I made several calls and you didn't answer it. Why did you go out to the bathroom for a long time, we thought you fell in? , I was about to fish you..."

Luo Zhi hid safely behind Sheng Huainan, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and did not struggle to pull the left arm out of his hand—her four fingers of her right hand were clenched tightly, ready to wave out .

If you let go.

Sheng Huainan, this time, if you dare to let go.

"Luo Zhi is also here, what a coincidence." Ye Zhanyan drew his hair gently, closed his eyes slowly, smiled, and then slowly opened again, but didn't look at her, "What a coincidence, let's sing together. ?"

Luo Zhi was blocked by Sheng Huainan, and only half of Ye Zhanyan's face could be seen. Under the orange light, the perfect makeup concealed all the emotions of the other party. He still had a bright smile and a soft voice, but a little less vitality.

"No need." Sheng Huainan said.

Luo Zhi felt that he gripped her tightly.

"We have to go back to school, it's too late. Let's have dinner together another day, thank you brothers for calling me." He smiled and pulled her, motioning her to follow.

She passed them silently, her eyes didn't deviate from the few people around her, she only followed the back of the person on the left front, and the high-spirited hair on the back of her head was as good as the memory.

"Huainan!"

Ye Zhanyan's call finally rang from behind as Luo Zhi expected. Sheng Huainan paused for a moment, then turned his head and glanced at Luo Zhi behind him, then his eyes drifted to Ye Zhanyan.

"I didn't expect to see you here today. You girls don't play too late. You and Yongle's school are in the opposite direction. If you take a taxi at night, be careful." He said.

Only then did Luo Zhi look back at the group portrait behind him.

The scene was silent for a few seconds. The tall boy smiled and said, "No, this was not intentional today, it was all coincidence. By the way, the classmate over there is...Sheng Huainan, you don’t even want to introduce it. Come on! Let's sing together?"

Sheng Huainan laughed: "Sing a ghost, come on, you don't care about my life or death, I'm the most annoyed singing."

Everyone's expressions were a bit awkward, Ye Zhanyan suddenly asked, "Why?"

Luo Zhi couldn't help but smile, feeling that Sheng Huainan was holding her hand tightly again, as if threatening her not to speak out.

He quickly turned around, dragged Luo Zhi as he walked and shouted: "We'll get together another day. Today we both flashed first!"

Both of us.

Luo Zhi felt as if blinded by the light.

The cold water on the head was not poured, but it was filled with ecstasy soup.

Luo Zhi sat on the sofa in the lobby, and Sheng Huainan walked over after closing the bill.

"Did you ask for me when you checked out?" She looked up at him.

"I asked. The surname is Chen, what's the matter?" Sheng Huainan was puzzled.

Luo Zhi nodded thoughtfully and said, "Thank you."

The two walked out the door together, and the cold winter air poured into their lungs. Luo Zhi seemed to wake up suddenly. She lowered her head and drew on the zipper of her coat, accidentally pinched her chin, and sizzled with pain, which made her sober process worse.

She is a little nostalgic for herself who is more confused.

Luo Zhi raised his head to look at the huge neon wall of the storefront, sincerely feeling that the name "Candy" is really cute. She unconsciously kept her head up and stared at the ambiguous smirk in front of her. After a while, she realized that Sheng Huainan hadn’t moved. She looked left and right, and saw that he was standing at the back and staring at her with a face. serious.

She didn't know what to say. The taxis around are waiting to be picked up, paying close attention to any guests who have just left. She was stared at her hairy, and moved to him hesitantly, and found that he was also a little at a loss.

Luo Zhi frowned, is he hesitating or regretting?

Not knowing where the courage came from, she stretched out her hands to grab his shoulders, raised her head slightly, and looked deeply into his eyes.

It was him who spoke first.

"I'm sorry." Sheng Huainan lowered his eyes.