He Peiyuan suddenly stepped into the gap between the bed and the bookcase, leaning against the bookcase and saying, "You are not allowed to look here."

The two of them defended and broke through for a while, but their parents were still outside and were afraid of being scolded, so He Peiyuan gave up first and retreated further inside.

It’s not some secret or shameful thing, it’s just a pink file frame, and what’s tucked inside is the bookmarked score of “It’s Us”, as well as “Bao Qin”, “Spring Flowers and Autumn Facts”, “Empty Mountain”, and “Singing in the Wind”.

", "Wen Mo", "Burning". It can be seen that they should all be the printed scores used during the rehearsal. They are all full of hard work, although they are well organized. The file frame almost occupies one grid of the bookcase, but there is one on the left

A cute and exquisite plastic bunny doll. On the right is a slim girl in a dress and short skirt of the same style and size, looking up and smiling. Unfortunately, it is a younger girl's head, otherwise she would look a bit like He Peiyuan.

Yang Jingxing seemed disappointed and sighed a little.

He Peiyuan explained businesslikely: "They were all sorted out recently!"

Yang Jingxing looked at the bookmarks. They were in the ink style, and they were still the same set.

"Doesn't it look good?" He Peiyuan regretted proudly: "A flower is inserted in..."

Yang Jingxing is really mean, and he still smiles so happily.

"What are you laughing at?" He Peiyuan became even more unhappy.

Yang Jingxing took another breath and sighed: "Suddenly I discovered... that there is still a place for me in the place that I feel is very precious."

He Peiyuan frowned and stared at her boyfriend for a while, then explained: "Don't get me wrong, I am not interested in the work..."

Yang Jingxing had no self-esteem and still laughed.

He Peiyuan was so courageous. With her parents separated by a door, she immediately clung to her boyfriend, then hugged him with her arms, and then leaned her head against him.

Yang Jingxing was afraid of being beaten, so he only dared to hug his girlfriend on the shoulder.

He Peiyuan felt aggrieved and hummed: "I don't want you to see..."

Yang Jingxing was still not satisfied: "Where is "Love Song"?"

"No..." He Peiyuan suddenly became happy: "I don't want to save it, it's so disgusting, what I love is art!"

Yang Jingxing nodded, picked up the doll and admired it: "It's so beautiful."

"It's so expensive!" He Peiyuan felt distressed: "It's more than two thousand, for my sophomore year! The profiteers lied to me that it was a limited edition. I regretted buying it at the time and I liked it so much... I didn't dare to tell them it was so expensive."

Yang Jingxing looked funny: "...It's a bit expensive to match me."

He Peiyuan hehe, hey, it’s really his own territory. The girl raised her hand and lifted Yang Jingxing’s chin, brought it up to her lips and kissed him gently.

Yang Jingxing still didn't dare and continued to observe the room: "...Where is this?"

He Peiyuan didn't feel bad anymore: "A souvenir from my elementary school trip to Dunhuang, one for each of Li Diya... a cultural relic!"

Yang Jingxing was curious now: "What about this?"

He Peiyuan was too lazy to say: "Look for yourself, there are words..."

Thick-skinned people are really different. He kept saying that he was leaving, but Yang Jingxing took root in his girlfriend's room. He even had to find out the age of the furniture. He Peiyuan's room was rearranged two years after his grandfather passed away, and then

There have never been any major changes. When I first entered junior high school, He Peiyuan decided the color and style of the furniture by herself, which was considered to be ahead of the times. Li Diya was envious at that time.

They had to look carefully before and after, and it took several minutes to move from one end of the gap to the other. Yang Jingxing suddenly became interested in the window that was only wide enough for one person: "Let me take a look!" The curtains are beaded, and casement windows need to be used more.

It took a lot of force to push it open, and Yang Jingxing almost leaned out to look down.

He Peiyuan pressed herself against her boyfriend's back again and asked softly: "Did you see it?"

Yang Jingxing nodded.

He Peiyuan said softly: "Husband..."

Yang Jingxing Yeah.

"I want to tell you a secret..." He Peiyuan's tone was very unwilling.

Yang Jingxing Yeah.

He Peiyuan rubbed her chin on her boyfriend's back: "I don't want to hear it anymore."

"I want to hear it!" Yang Jingxing strongly affirmed: "I really want to hear it."

"That's it..." He Peiyuan hesitated but still thought: "When you chased me, although I didn't want to agree to you, I was so happy."

Yang Jingxing became more courageous, turned around and hugged his girlfriend: "Honey, I love you."

He Peiyuan seemed to be talking to herself: "I am so happy every day, I have never been happier."

Yang Jingxing hugged the girl tighter.

He Peiyuan turned to the right side of her face and snuggled up: "There are still many secrets. I will tell you slowly in the future..."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay, I will listen slowly in the future."

He Peiyuan nodded and rubbed her face on her boyfriend's clothes.

Fan Yali's voice came: "Xiaoyuan, are Yang Jingxing hungry?"

He Peiyuan whispered to her boyfriend: "No midnight snacks."

Yang Jingxing nodded while answering the words outside: "Auntie, I'm not hungry...Honey, I have a problem with you."

"what?"

"Why now? I really don't want to leave."
Chapter completed!