national idol

Chapter 153 Shhh

The air of the morning light in October is very cool, and it penetrates into the spinal cord.

It was only early five o'clock, the sky was just a little bit bright, and the wind was blowing. Ye Di tightened his collar with one hand, pulled the suitcase with the other, and hurried to the outside of the campus.

To be honest, she really didn't want to get up so early, but there was no direct train from Shenshi to Wen'an, let alone a plane, and it was troublesome to transfer, so she could only take a bus.

But the bus was full of people, if she didn't catch the earliest one, she might not have a peaceful journey along the way.

After catching a taxi, he rushed to the station, shrank his head and found his own seat and sat down. Ye Di turned sideways, leaned against the car window, and closed his eyes to rest.

She hoped that no one would recognize her or disturb her. It would be better if the car could drive faster and arrive at Wen'an earlier.

It was still early, and last night she tossed and turned and didn't sleep well. She was very sleepy, thinking about things in her mind, and she fell asleep.

When she woke up again, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the sharp light was like an arrow shooting down from the nine heavens, hurting her eyes.

Rubbing his eyes wearily, Ye Di turned his eyes slightly to the side of the passengers.

It was a little boy who was listening to music on his mobile phone. The voice in the headset was not soft, and some singing could be faintly heard.

Ye Di didn't listen carefully, she turned her eyes back and looked out the window.

In the distance is the mountain with autumn colors, and the farmland is nearby. The rice in the field has been harvested, and only clusters of withered yellow straw are left. Gray and black traces can be seen everywhere, obviously burnt.

The trees beside the road nearer passed by one after another. I don't know what kind they are, but they are full of out-of-season and luxuriant.

This kind of scenery is not beautiful, but it looks like her hometown, as if the hometown is close, which makes people feel at ease. The corners of her mouth can't help but smile slightly.

Faintly, she heard a singing voice from the side: "...how many years later, wandering like a cloud, the changing footsteps make it difficult for us to hold hands. In this life, how many you and I..."

It's Lake Baikal.

Unexpectedly, in a car, he would meet Ding Ningge's person, Ye Di turned his head in surprise, and took a look at the little boy.

Very handsome, white T-shirt and blue denim, looks clean.

A look is tasteful.

The boy noticed her movement and turned his head to look at her. Ye Di hurriedly turned his head, his mind throbbing.

Of course it wasn't because of the boy watching her actions, but because of Ding Ning's singing.

"In this lifetime, how many of you and I have been engulfed in the moonlit night."

She once asked Ding Ning where Lake Baikal was.

Ding Ning told her that where the heart is, the lake will be there.

It's very pretentious, but she really wants to sleep peacefully in the lake sung by Ding Ning's singing and never wake up.

"Want to listen?"

Just as he was thinking about something, Ye Di suddenly caught a glimpse of a somewhat thin hand, handing over a headset.

"Heh, this little brat is trying to strike up a conversation with me, isn't it? It's such an old-fashioned way." Thinking to himself, Ye Di still picked up the earphones and put them in his ears, thinking to himself, "Thank you .”

Ding Ning's singing, to her, has an endless attraction like a black hole.

It's okay if she didn't hear it, but when she heard it, she wanted to resist, but she couldn't.

"Are you from Wen'an too?" The little boy asked with a grin when he saw her take the earphones.

"Hush." ​​Ye Di hissed softly, signaling for silence.

The little boy frowned and said nothing.

Ye Di was still leaning against the window, looking out of the window.

Ding Ning sang very melodiously in the song "Lake Baikal". With the undulation of his voice, the mountains in the distance stretched, and even the grass and trees became charming.

There is no lake in her eyes, but she has a lake in her heart.

"How many years later, the past will go with the clouds. The flying ice and snow can't tolerate the tenderness..."

Unable to restrain herself, she followed Ding Ning's singing and hummed softly.

Hearing that Ye Di could sing this song, the little boy couldn't help but ask, "Have you heard this song before?"

Ye Di didn't want to reply, but she was curious how this boy knew this song, so she asked, "Where did you hear this song?"

The little boy replied: "I read it from Sun Mingyu's meager blog, and it felt good after listening to it, so I downloaded it."

Sun Mingyu?Upon hearing the name, Ye Di secretly felt strange.

She felt that the Sun Mingyu the little boy was talking about must be Sun Mingyu, the lead singer of Mr. y. In her impression, Mr. y sang songs that were all noisy, and Fang Guo liked them so much, but she couldn't get used to them at all.

That red-haired jumping guy actually listened to Ding Ning's song, which really surprised her.

"Oh." Ye Di responded softly, and Ye Di didn't speak again.

The little boy was silent for a while, and then said again: "This singer is very popular now. I like his "Life Like Summer Flowers" better, have you heard it?"

Ding Ning is hot?
Make international jokes.

Even if she is not angry, she can be called angry. Ye Di grinned: "I have heard of it, but is he angry?"

The little boy hesitated and said: "It should be quite popular, it seems that I have seen his name often recently. I was in Ningcheng Street yesterday, and I heard "Life is like a Summer Flower", and then on the way back to school, I also heard "I Am Here Eat Fried Chicken in People's Square, do you like him?"

Ye Di paused, flicked his bangs, and said with a smile: "Well, I like it very much, you have taste."

Sure enough, as long as she finds the right point, even an iceberg can melt her. The little boy was secretly delighted: "Which of his songs do you like more?"

"I like them all." Ye Di replied.

"Is there anything you like in particular?" the little boy asked.

Ye Di thought for a while and said, "When You Are Old."

As soon as the words fell, the accompaniment of "When You Are Old" came from the headset.

It wasn't the song cut by the boy, but it was automatically skipped after "Lake Baikal" was finished.

This is quite a coincidence, and Ye Di couldn't help laughing: "Wow, you still have voice control."

The little boy smiled "haha" and said, "This is called fate, do you also go to school in Shenshi?"

"Do you think I look like someone who goes to school?" Ye Di stretched out his right index finger, and clubbed his sunglasses that were slightly slippery.

Ye Di kept her body sideways, most of her cheeks were blocked by her long hair, and she was wearing sunglasses, so the little boy couldn't see her face clearly.

Hearing what she said, he felt that she was indeed quite mature in her appearance, so he asked again: "Then you work in Shenshi?"

"Guess." It's really interesting to play with children, Ye Di couldn't help laughing secretly.

With her smile, the hair on her cheeks fell to the pinna with the tremor of the facial muscles, revealing most of her face.

With a very delicate and flawless face, that smile was brighter than the sunlight outside the window. The little boy was terrified and turned his head hastily: "It should be work."

"That's what you say." Ye Di hastily stretched out his hand and pulled his hair back to his face.

The boy didn't dare to speak again.

He was so flustered that he didn't even dare to turn his head to look at Ye Di again.

Rengui has self-knowledge. From the moment he saw Ye Di's profile, he knew that this evasive girl who was "still holding the pipa half-hidden" would never have any follow-up with him.

(End of this chapter)