The girl was in the process of confession suddenly found that the face of the male protagonist of the idol drama standing opposite her became extremely stinky.

Then, the next second, before she had time to wonder about the other party's emotional change, Qiao Nan left her directly and turned around without warning-

The campus is covered by the warm sun.

The fair and petite girl faced each other with the strong and tall boy. The huge difference in body shape made them look like a real version of the beauty and a beast.

The beauty is graceful and gentle. Under the tanned skin of the beast, the light redness that is not easy to detect is oozing.

His face, which had always been ferocious, was also a little shy. When he spoke, he held up his bulging muscles, and his arms, which were almost as thick as a girl's waist, scratched his head crampedly.

The picture has a sense of stability and freshness in the present world, and then it is quickly interrupted by a sudden uninvited guest.

Suddenly, someone pulled his arm back and pulled it back. Mu Xiangyao stood still and turned his head, his eyes flashed: "...Is it over?"

"What ends?" Qiao Nan frowned, "What are you talking about with him?"

"us--"

"Qiao Nan!!" Cao Wei suddenly raised his voice next to her interrupted her voice: "I finally met you! I'll ask you! Why did you block my WeChat!"

Mu Xiang: "..."

Qiao Nan was silent for a while, and calmly spoke in Mu Xiangyan's questioning gaze, "I have something to say to him, you go to the parking shed and wait for me."

The girl's slim back gradually left in her sight, and Cao Wei's sad eyes couldn't help but follow her. He was originally here to find Qiao Nan today, because Qiao Nan suddenly became a little bitch with him recently.

Both the phone and WeChat were blocked, and Cao Wei was very confused. He asked his teammates in the game, and his teammates firmly said that he must have done something that made people angry.

After all, Qiao Nan has such a good temper. Even when he meets a pig teammate when he is in a team, he can calmly keep calm in the center of the "m", so once he is unhappy, it must be someone else's problem!

Cao Wei had no choice but to come to ask the reason in person. Unexpectedly, he would encounter such an unexpected encounter before finding Qiao Nan.

Qiao Nan’s girlfriend... When she is not angry, she is so cute that she carved it out of the same mold as Qiao Nan.

A young man who had been silent for more than ten years suddenly became turbulent. Cao Wei only remembered the serious matter a few minutes later, withdrew his gaze and looked at Qiao Nan.

Then he fell into a daze of surprise.

*******

Mu Xiangxiang leaned against the pole in the parking shed and kicked his toes in a daze. After waiting for almost ten minutes, she saw Qiao Nan's figure. She stood up and was silent for a moment: "What did you say to Cao Wei?"

Qiao Nan ignored her and went straight to her shoulder to pick up the car. Mu Xiangyan looked at his back, his clothes were messy, and there were a few footprints on his snow-white upper.

The motorcycle slowly poured out, and Qiao Nan threw a helmet into her arms: "Get into the car."

Mu Xiangyao held his helmet: "You blocked Cao Wei's WeChat?"

Qiao Nan paused for a moment, squinted at her, and suddenly spread her hands: "Give me your phone."

Mu Xiangyao was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Qiao Nan: "I just saw you two standing at the door and swipe it."

Mu Xiang: "..."

"...I'll tell you." Looking into Qiao Nan's eyes, he became extremely serious when he raised it. Mu Xiang thought of hearing the dull sound under his helmet, "Don't interact with sports school students. These people are in a mess. They change their girlfriends more frequently than clothes, and they are all lighter on several boats."

Mu Xiang thought: "Ha?"

"Don't think I'm exaggerating." Qiao Nan snorted, "It's best to cheat a nerd like you. People come over from the flowers, and there are countless phone calls on their phones. They just flirt with a pleasing habit. Do you think they will come with you casually?"

Mu Xiang: "..."

Mu Xiang thought about it and put on his helmet and slowly climbed into the back seat.

Qiao Nan: "Where is the cell phone?"

Mu Xiangyao ignored him.

Qiao Nan then tskated and drove the car fast all the way. Mu Xiangyan hugged his thin waist and felt the phone trembling in his pocket. I don’t know who was so persevering, and he kept hitting one after another.

*******

The music festival is far away in the suburbs. Although the tickets are not high-end, there are many people who are surprised. There are trendy young people dressed up very strangely. In the backstage, in the noisy crowd, Mu Xiangxiang squeezed out all kinds of costumes around him and asked about the location of the lounge all the way.

This rock competition is probably quite powerful. You can see handsome players holding musical instruments everywhere, but Mu Yaoyao still saw the gray-haired young man sitting cross-legged on the ground with a guitar from a distance.

Mu Song's delicate face had no expression on his face, and his whole body exuded a strong aspiration, as sharp as a dagger that was unsheathed.

Mu Xiang thought about it before coming, maybe she was just thinking of giving a favor, but at this moment, she suddenly seemed to feel his emotions. An indescribable excitement surged out of her chest. She raised her voice with great emotion: "Mu Song!"

"sister!"

Mu Song turned around and Mu Xiangyao immediately saw his bloodless lips clearly.

No matter how rebellious he is, he is just a teenager who has never seen a big scene in his teens. It is impossible for Mu Song to not be nervous when facing the first heavyweight performance in his life.

At first, he was just excited, for the chance he unexpectedly got to perform on stage like a regular musician. But after rehearsing the show with his bandmates these days, the closer the performance date, the more he could feel the oppression that was coming.

His teammates were equally anxious - when their long-standing dreams were truly revealed to themselves, more realistic questions clearly surfaced.

What if you don’t perform well?

Will anyone really like our music?

Some of the bands on the same stage are even well-known in underground bands. Compared with them who already have a certain fan base, the fledgling self is as small as dust.

Will the works that we are proud of on weekdays be worth mentioning at all when we get to these seniors who are more experienced and even half-legged in the entertainment industry?

With this idea in mind, Mu Song saw fans of other orchestras who sneaked into the backstage of the music festival from time to time to visit the set to send flowers, for the first time Mu Song felt that he was not so eye-catching. In front of him was the stage that was highly anticipated, and the cheers of the audience could even penetrate the background wall and drill into his ears. Behind the bright and beautiful stage, the backstage of the backstage was dimly blew due to insufficient light sources. Outside the door at the entrance of the passage, the light penetrated into the backstage like a light column. Mu Song realized for no reason that once he embarked on the glowing road of no return, he would never look back.

The teenager's tense face was hidden with fear of the future, but he had nowhere to rely on except for his equally nervous teammates.

He is the lead singer of the band, the guitarist of the band, the heaviest part of the band's responsibility, and the key to the band's confidence-he cannot show cowardice in front of any teammates.

However, at the moment when I heard the familiar shout, all the disguised strength collapsed.

Mu Song even forgot to hold his beloved guitar. He directly held the ground in a mess and climbed up, then spread his arms without looking at it and hugged his sister who was running from the backcourt crowd tightly into his arms.

"Sister! Sister! Sister!" Mu Song buried his head in the other party's thin shoulders and his arms tightened little by little. This was the smell of family.

So thin and petite, but it has a strong force like a towering tree, which has made him feel the first time since he knew the worldly style, and the impulse to show weakness in front of others: "What should I do? I suddenly became so scared--"

My younger brother was already taller than me, but at this moment, Mu Yaoyao returned to when he was still very young.

At that time, my father had just had an accident, and my mother was busy raising money all day long. The relatives at home helped or took advantage of the situation, and none of them could take care of the two children. She and Mu Song were still young at the time, but they vaguely knew that the sky at home had collapsed and that when my mother did not return home in the hospital to take care of her father all night, the siblings could only stay in the empty home and depend on each other.

As a sister, she always thought she was taking care of the young Mu Song.

Until one night, when she was crying secretly, she crawled into her younger brother's small body quietly.

That day seemed to be the day when my uncle and his family came to ask their family to move out. She realized amid the crying of her mother that she had to transfer to school and was homeless from then on.

My younger brother was always calm during the day, and she thought he couldn't understand anything.

Late at night, the short arms were struggling to hold her tightly and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, there is anything scary, we have dad and mom, and you have me."

You and me.

Mu Xiangyao raised his arm and hugged his younger brother's body that had gradually faded away from his youth. She took a deep breath: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we still have our parents, you still have me."

Mu Song paused, hugged her and laughed, then let go of her arms, held her sister's shoulder and handed her eyes: "Sister, do you believe me?"

Mu Xiangxiang had never thought that she would support her younger brother to pour her energy into things outside of learning in recent times, but when she saw the face in her memory whose image had long been replaced by rebellion, she nodded with almost no hesitation: "I believe you, you can definitely do whatever you want."

The brother and brother looked at each other and smiled. After a moment, the gray-haired boy with a rebellious face released his hand pressing his sister's shoulders, held his sister's face, lifted his fingers away from his sister's forehead, and leaned down and gently printed with his lips: "luckykiss."

Mu Xiangya subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he was stunned. The temperament of the boy who had a little anxiety before changed suddenly.

The younger brother who was half short in my memory who would gently say "You and me" at night.

In my memory, the rebellious, fierce and arrogant brother who is always silent and impatient when he sees him when he occasionally goes home.

He smiled slightly, and his temperament became as peaceful and deep as the deep sea.

Mu Xiangxiang was silent for a moment, and raised his hand and patted the head with a short gray hair. The feel was different from when he was a child, fluffy and thorny.

"Come on," she said, "I'm here."

****

As soon as he turned around, he met Qiao Nan's smelly face. Qiao Nan stared at her forehead: "What are you and your brother doing that sticky?"

Mu Xiangyao touched his forehead and seemed to have warm skin. He lowered his eyes and smiled: "He was a little nervous when he was on stage for the first time."

"Damn." Qiao Nan cursed, and the phone in his pocket was still shaking unstoppable. He took it out and pressed it off in annoyance, turned around and walked out.

Mu Xiangxiang looked at his quick action of hanging up the phone, recalling the frequency of his cell phone vibrating from the time he left the 12th Middle School. He opened his mouth and felt an unknown feeling of doing something wrong in his heart.

It was already lively outside, and the music festival was full of standing tickets. The center was crowded with people before the stage started. They came out after entering the backstage and then came out. The scenes they could see had turned into full people.

Everyone was super high, following the music in the hot stage. Mu Xiangxiang was not very adapted to such occasions, and was squeezed and staggered a little as soon as he came out. Qiao Nan quickly turned around like eyes on the back of his head, stretched his arms and pulled her collar impatiently and dragged her back: "Seeing that there are too many people, follow them tightly. Why are you running around? So if you get lost in such an occasion, would you be embarrassed?"

His tall body stood in front of him, and the pressure brought by the crowded crowd was immediately relieved. Mu Xiang thought of smelling the refreshing smell on his body, looking up at the face that became more handsome against the backdrop of the monsters and monsters around him. She tried hard to keep herself from being so close to this body: "Thank you."

Qiao Nan looked at her for no reason, but Mu Yaoyao turned her body to the stage. Before Mu Song appeared, another band was performing on the top, and they were squeezed to the outermost, surrounded by audiences. A group of young people who were already tall in front were wearing strange clothes with big head crowns, covering her vision cleanly.

Mu Xiangyao estimated the time for his younger brother to play later, and wanted to find at least a position to see the stage clearly, so he looked around and tried to break through the siege.

Suddenly, his arm was grabbed by a hand next to him: "What are you doing? There are people around you. Do you want to go to heaven?"

Mu Xiangyan twisted his arm and tried to avoid his contact. The next second, Qiao Nan's eyes slashed at the group of guys wearing strange headdresses in front, as if he understood something, and he also looked up around him.
To be continued...