His White Moonlight Turned Out to be Me - Chapter 54

Lincheng is still in spring, and the weather is showing signs of warming, but it is still a bit cold at night.

There are not too many pedestrians on this street. A little bit past the three-way intersection, a man in a long black trench coat with his hands in his pockets stood alone in front of a red light.

But when the green light came, he didn’t see him crossing the road.

Su Yuanjiu saw the pedestrian behind him walking up the zebra crossing and saw that the light was already green. He looked up again and saw a blue sign not far away that said “School ahead, slow traffic.”

Before I knew it, I had walked to the vicinity of No. 2 Middle School, crossed the road, and walked a few hundred meters ahead, and I saw the gate of No. 2 Middle School.

It was late at night, and a few white lights were hung on the door at the entrance of No. 2 Middle School. The door was closed, but the side door was wide open.

Su Yuanjiu raised his head and glanced at the door, and then he saw the school motto of No. 2 Middle School. He walked in because of a ghost.

There are students who study late in the school. Many classrooms have lights on. Instead of walking towards the teaching area, he walks into the playground.

There are not as many lights in the playground as there are in the teaching area, and the visibility is not very high. After walking about half of the playground, suddenly some sounds came into Su Yuanjiu’s ears.

He searched for the voice, and after a while, he saw a little boy under the rostrum not far away.

The little boy was wearing a school uniform and holding a guitar in his hand. When Su Yuanjiu passed by, he was strumming it.

When Su Yuanjiu walked to the little boy, he raised his head.

“Huh?” The little boy made a puzzled voice and stopped his movements.

A very good-looking boy with bright eyes and exquisite features. At this moment, because of Su Yuanjiu’s sudden appearance, he showed a little puzzled expression.

Su Yuanjiu first said: “Hello.”

The little boy also said, “Hello.”

Su Yuanjiu pointed to the steps beside him: “Can I sit here?”

The little boy nodded: “Yes.”

Separated by two people, Su Yuanjiu sat down beside him. Probably there was someone next to him, and the little boy did not continue to play, but still looked at Su Yuanjiu with very suspicious eyes.

Su Yuanjiu was stared at and laughed.

“What’s the matter?” he asked the little boy.

The little boy also asked: “Are you a teacher?”

Su Yuanjiu shook his head: “No.”

The little boy nodded: “I don’t think you look like it.”

Su Yuanjiu asked: “Why?”

Little boy: “You are so young.”

Su Yuanjiu smiled and stopped talking, and the little boy turned his head back and continued to play his guitar.

Su Yuanjiu just sat and listened, listening to unfamiliar tunes, and the little boy singing in a low voice. Su Yuanjiu looked at the little boy’s profile and the moles occasionally visible under his ears in the dark. It seems to have received a little comfort.

When he finished his song, Su Yuanjiu asked, “Are you practicing?”

The little boy nodded: “Well, the class will perform in a few days.”

Su Yuanjiu: “What to perform?”

Little boy: “Performing a show “Stubborn Hedgehog”, I want to accompany the hedgehog.”

I don’t know what’s funny, Su Yuanjiu laughed at this, and asked, “Why don’t you practice at home?”

The little boy said, “I don’t want to go home.”

Su Yuan thought for a long time, and asked, “Have a fight with my family?”

Little boy: “No, no,” he turned to look at Su Yuanjiu, and frowned slightly: “Don’t ask.”

Su Yuanjiu laughed: “Okay, don’t ask.”

The little boy continued to play, Su Yuanjiu continued to listen.

When another song was over, Su Yuanjiu pointed to the guitar and asked what he had just held back: “XYY, did you carve this yourself?”

The little boy paused first, and then laughed: “Yes, it is actually XY. Look at the Y in the middle. I drew it wrong, so I scratched it twice and started again.” It seems that because of the guitar, the little boy feels like it. Become good: “This is my birthday gift from my brother.”

Su Yuanjiu uttered aloud and asked along these lines: “XY is your name?”

The little boy nodded: “Capitalize the first letter of my name.”

Su Yuanjiu: “I don’t see that it was crossed out deliberately. I thought it was your creativity.”

The little boy smiled happily: “My brother said the same, but he said that he became better looking, and he told me not to be sad.”

Not only was the little boy’s mood better, but Su Yuanjiu’s mood seemed to be better because of him.

Very simple happiness, very pure eyes, and a carefree age.

“It’s really good-looking.” Su Yuanjiu also praised.

The little boy happily tapped the three letters, and the guitar made a dull sound.

Su Yuanjiu said again: “I can play very well.”

The little boy turned his head and smiled at him: “Thank you.”

When the little boy was about to come again, Su Yuanjiu suddenly spoke.

He issued a request: “Can you sing me a song?”

The little boy’s hand stopped for a while, and then he nodded and said okay.

But before playing, the little boy asked Su Yuanjiu: “Big brother, are you on your mind?”

Su Yuanjiu was puzzled: “How did you tell?”

“I can tell at a glance, you adults are like this,” the little boy tilted his head and asked Su Yuanjiu, “Why?”

Su Yuanjiu said: “Big Brother’s business has failed.”

The little boy fell silent suddenly, and it took a long time before he hummed.

Without warning, the little boy suddenly plucked the strings, a prelude of only a few seconds, and then he sang: “Amen, Aqian, a vine…”

The little boy’s voice is very good, because of his singing, Su Yuanjiu seems to have gained a brief calm.

“It will be mature when I climb it.” The little boy flicked one last time, raised his hand, and said to Su Yuanjiu, “Thank you.”

Su Yuan laughed a long time: “I should thank you.”

The little boy smiled and said, “This song is for you. I hope my elder brother can be happy and that he can be like this snail. All his hard work will not be wasted and I can eat what I want as soon as possible. Grapes.”

Su Yuanjiu admitted that he was touched for a long time by the little boy’s words.

Not only tonight, but also many days in the future.

“Thank you.” Su Yuan smiled at the little boy heartily.

The little boy patted the guitar: “You’re welcome.”

Su Yuanjiu looked at the three letters under the little boy’s finger and asked him: “When is your birthday?”

The little boy said, “Today.”

Su Yuanjiu was surprised: “Today?” Su Yuanjiu said and glanced at his phone: “March 10?”

The little boy shook his head: “I celebrated my birthday on the lunar calendar, which is February 18.”

Su Yuanjiu smiled and nodded: “Okay,” he asked again: “But why are you out alone on your birthday?”

The little boy said, “My brother is not at home.”

Su Yuanjiu nodded, thinking about what the little boy had said before, and stopped asking.

But he was curious: “Do you have a birthday wish?”

The little boy laughed suddenly, and his voice became quieter: “I want to play the piano at the Grand Theater where the city was built.”

I don’t know if it’s because the conversation started, or because he didn’t know Su Yuanjiu, so he regarded him as an unfamiliar tree hole, and the little boy seemed willing to share it.

“When I was a kid, I watched TV, and other kids were performing there. I want to go too,” he smiled. “But I didn’t say anyone, I just tell you.”

Su Yuanjiu was amused and laughed: “You will also get your grapes.”

The little boy didn’t expect Su Yuanjiu to return his words and laughed, “Okay.”

It was getting late, and Su Yuanjiu also received a meeting message from a friend on his phone.

After listening to the little boy’s practice again, Su Yuanjiu stood up.

“I’m leaving.” Su Yuanjiu said to the little boy.

The little boy nodded: “Goodbye, big brother.”

Su Yuanjiu smiled: “Happy birthday to you.”

Little boy: “Thank you.”

Su Yuanjiu thought for a while, and then said: “I owe you a birthday gift. If we can see you again in the future, I will make it up.”

The little boy nodded: “Okay, it’s a deal.”

Su Yuanjiu: “A word is definite.”