There is wine but no story, not just emptiness. There is a story but no wine, no words and loneliness.

The wind and moon in the south of the Yangtze River, a glass of wine, another story.

The chorus between Han Juan and Lin Wangyuan is much more tacit than imagined. The most important thing is that the voices of these two people are almost perfect, and they have a more complementary momentum of yin and yang when they are combined.

After the song was finished, there was finally a pleasant applause, the original depression dispersed, and the atmosphere was completely ignited by them.

"Your voice sounds so nice. It should be the boy who sings with me and matches the most tacit understanding!" Han Juan stuck out her tongue at Lin Wangyuan and said in a voice that only two people were talking.

"Thank you, too!"

Lin Wangyuan responded with a little perfunctory response. Although he admitted that the girl's singing was very beautiful, it was no longer the focus of attention. Because he saw a glimpse from the corner of his eyes, Wen Buhui had already stood up from his seat, greeted Teacher Song and left in a hurry, without even looking at the two of them in the stands.

Did she encounter something important? Or was she angry? Lin Wangyuan thought about it, but he didn't dare to chase after her in front of everyone.

"Some people say that people who listen to folk songs are very poor, but every glass of wine is a story!" Han Juan was not angry when she saw Lin Wangyuan's perfunctory attitude. Instead, she asked again, "You haven't answered me yet. Can I exchange my wine for your story?"

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Lin Wangyuan did not answer Han Juan's question, but did not show any disgust. The two of them walked off the stage like that. After that, some men and women went on stage to sing one after another, and the atmosphere was much more lively. However, the chorus between Lin Wangyuan and Han Juan still became a topic of conversation that the campus has been talked about for a long time in the future.

"If you don't refuse, then just think you agree? Since that's the case, we will be friends in the future!" Han Juan chased after him again, "This is my contact information. Come on, let's make friends with each other. When I prepare the wine, I will come to you to change the story!"

The playful words were extremely firm. From beginning to end, no matter how cold Lin Wangyuan was, she could not make her retreat at all.

It was not until this time that Lin Wangyuan carefully looked at the girl in front of him. His appearance and appearance were not inferior to Wen Buxuan.

Just looking, it is enough to give her a 70-80-point evaluation. Combined with her temperament, I am afraid she can be regarded as a school beauty at Nanhua University. What’s more important is that her tenacious, unyielding and proactive attitude brings Lin Wangyuan the feeling that she is definitely different from Wen Buhui’s cold and arrogant attitude.

With a slight smile, Lin Wangyuan's heart seemed to have loosened at this moment. He raised his phone stupidly and added friends like that.

"Okay, I have something to do, I'll take it first!"

"Well, don't forget to prepare more stories. I like your story very much!" Seeing Lin Wangyuan ready to leave, Han Juan teased again cunningly.

After saying hello to the teacher and classmates, Lin Wangyuan also hurriedly left. After all, the person he cared about was still Wen Buhui in his heart. In fact, although he left in a hurry, with his understanding, he could probably guess where Wen Buhui would go.

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Nanhua University·Qingsi Lake.

This is a major attraction in Nanhua. The mountains are reflected in it, and the waves are rippling, especially when the plum rains in the middle of summer, which adds a bit of charm. The center of the lake is on a natural hot spring. The lake water can always maintain a pleasant temperature. When you touch the lake water with your hands, the touch is soft, and it feels as comfortable as hair, so it is famous for the word "blue hair".

Wen Buhui fell in love with Qingsi Lake for the first time.

She always said that she fell into the dream of the world for no reason and caused three thousand worries. What is hidden in the lake is black hair, but it is even more affection.

If the mood is fluctuating, whether it is good or bad, it will come to Qingsi Lake. Of course, Lin Wangyuan is with her every time. Many times, there are always people joking about whether this is considered a date, but the two of them hesitate for a long time, but they can't tell the reason.

Today is no exception. Lin Wangyuan found Wen Buhui next to Qingsi Lake. She was still sitting quietly beside the lakeside as usual.

"The welcome party is quite lively, why did you sneak out? You miss home?" Lin Wangyuan didn't get involved and started to tease him straight into the topic.

"No!" Wen Buhui rolled his eyes, turned his mind, and said in anger, "Why did you run out too? You don't want to sing with that beautiful junior? Haha, you continue to sing yours, don't worry about mine!"

"Are you angry?"

"Hmph, no!"

"That girl and I are really nothing. You should know that we only met for the first time tonight!" Lin Wangyuan's eyes fell on Wen Buhui and explained repeatedly, "The scene just now was so many people watching. To be honest, I really don't know how to shirk it!"

"Well, what are you explaining? Explanation is to cover up, and concealment means that there is indeed this matter!"

"Qingsi Lake is quite beautiful. You said that we two would be able to sit here all the time!" Lin Wangyuan's eyes slowly became deeper and he said with some melancholy, "Actually, I really hope that the person standing next to me and singing is you!"

"Haha, you just dislike me for not being able to sing? Go and find that junior girl who can sing!"

Feeling Wen Buhui's attitude suddenly became cold and his expression was almost indifferent, a trace of heartache flashed in Lin Wangyuan's eyes. His arms raised, as if he wanted to hug him in his arms, but in the end, he still let him go silently. It was probably the two of them that could not even find the reason for the hug.

"Silly, you know that I didn't mean that! If it weren't for me, your throat wouldn't be like this. Moreover, when it comes to musical talent, how many people would have compared you back then? If it weren't for your guidance, I wouldn't have achieved what I am today, and this achievement is probably far from what you were back then!"

Memory is like an open box, and the stories of the past appear before Lin Wangyuan bit by bit.

Before the second grade of high school, Wen Buhui was still a well-known "campus singer" in the local area. In a few years, it almost won all the singing competition awards at county, city and provincial levels.

On top of her small body, she carries too many honors and expectations, and everyone thinks her future is limitless. Even the schools at that time were willing to apply for scholarships to help her study abroad and study at the best music school.

But sometimes life is like this, accidents will always come faster than tomorrow.

The Waterloo of life was in the summer vacation of her second year of high school, in the midsummer when she just refused to invite her to study in the United States. The source of the accident was because of Lin Wangyuan. Since then, she has lost too much. That incident has become a pain for her life and it is also the disaster that Lin Wangyuan has owed for her whole life.
Chapter completed!