Fang Xing responded with a smile: "Thank you."

Since Fang Xing just played the guitar casually and did not sing, the residents who passed by did not listen for too long and left after listening for a while.

It's almost seven o'clock.

A girl walked over with her hands behind her back, it was Lu Xiang'er.

Her hair was neatly combed, and she had obviously dressed up specially.

She walked up to Fang Xing, threw a coin into the guitar case, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "You play well."

Fang Xing stopped playing the piano and looked up at her very carefully.

Lu Xiang'er felt a little uncomfortable and said, "Don't you want to sing? You go ahead and sing. I gave you all the money."

Fang Xing didn't say anything. He lowered his head to adjust the capo of his guitar, plucked his fingers, and played the intro of a song. He sang while playing, and changed some words along the way:

"The days are like a merry-go-round, spinning in my mind.

"There are those scenes where you are nice to me.

"I said that holding hands constitutes an agreement.

"But honey that's not love.

"Like a shooting star that has no time to make a wish.

"No matter how beautiful it is, it can only be the past..."

Lu Xiang'er thought the song was very nice, but after listening to it, she felt something was wrong. She frowned and stared at Fang Xing's expression.

After Fang Xing finished singing, he put the guitar back into the box and zipped it up.

Lu Xiang'er asked in confusion: "Just sing one song?"

"I've finished singing what I wanted to sing." Fang Xing installed the guitar and put it aside.

"The song is quite nice, but what do the lyrics mean?" The lyrics just now kept echoing in Lu Xiang'er's mind.

"It's nothing, it's just a song." Fang Xing's mood was not very high.

"Then what does this mean?" Lu Xiang'er felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired recently." Fang Xing looked at Lu Xiang'er, and he really liked her, but his mentality was no longer young, and he would not be so enthusiastic and impulsive when in love.

Lu Xiang'er frowned even more tightly, sat down and asked softly: "Are you okay? Are you in a bad mood?"

Fang Xing shook his head and smiled, and said: "No. I'm just a little tired recently. I just stand there and don't want to move. Sometimes I want to see you, but I always fail. Sometimes I am disappointed."

Lu Xiang'er sat upright, twirling the corners of her clothes with her hands, and muttered, "But we really haven't known each other for a long time."

"Don't think too much, just follow your heart."

Fang Xing stood up, put his guitar on his back, and said with a smile: "Actually, when love is between two people, they cannot come together just by the efforts of one person.

"I once experienced that one person's efforts are too tiring.

"Actually, in this world, the distance between two people is very far. Even if two people try to get closer, they may not be able to get together.

"I'm done singing. It's time for me to go back. I still have work in the company tomorrow. Thank you for your reward."

After Fang Xing finished speaking, he picked up the coin, shook it, put it into his shirt pocket, and then turned around and left.

Watching Fang Xing's leaving figure.

Lu Xiang'er sat on the bench blankly.

She was confused and in a confused mood.

She wasn't quite sure what Fang Xing meant. She could feel that Fang Xing was very disappointed, as if he was saying goodbye.

Lu Xiang'er recalled things related to Fang Xing over and over again. Many of these memories were scenes of being teased.

These memory scenes made me angry at the time, but looking back on them now, I can't help but smile.

But when she thought of the song Fang Xing just sang and what she said, her brows furrowed again.

Sitting on the bench for a long time.

There was a notification tone from the phone. I picked it up and saw that it was a message from Ning Xiaoyun.

Ning Xiaoyun: Why aren't you at home?

Lu Xiang'er: This side of the big banyan tree.

Ning Xiaoyun: With whom?

Lu Xiang'er: Alone.

Ning Xiaoyun: Feeding mosquitoes alone? Do you have a brain problem?

Lu Xiang'er: There seems to be something wrong.

When Ning Xiaoyun saw this reply, she felt something was wrong and hurried to the big banyan tree.

Lu Xiang'er was still in a daze on the banyan tree bench.

Ning Xiaoyun walked over and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Xiang'er continued to maintain a dazed posture, shaking her calves, and replied: "I don't know, I'm just a little unhappy."

"Is something wrong with you? Are you broken in love?" Ning Xiaoyun sat down and reached out to touch her forehead.

"It shouldn't count, I'm not in love yet." Lu Xiang'er had a sad expression on her face, which made people extremely protective when they saw her.

"What's going on? Please explain clearly." Ning Xiaoyun was completely speechless.

Lu Xiang'er turned on the recording on her phone and played the song "Dear, That's Not Love" just now.

"Sung by Fang Xing?" Ning Xiaoyun had already heard it, but she still asked this nonsense.

"Yeah." Lu Xiang'er nodded.

"What does he mean?" Ning Xiaoyun asked.

"He said he was tired. I saw that he looked a little tired." Lu Xiang'er nodded in reply.

"What else did he say?" Ning Xiaoyun continued to ask.

"He also said that love is a matter between two people, and no matter how hard one person works, there will be no results." Lu Xiang'er recounted.

"What? Are you all so naughty? What else did he say?" Ning Xiaoyun had a speechless expression on her face.

"He also said that he would have work tomorrow, and then he left." Lu Xiang'er also pointed at the direction Fang Xing was walking.

"He just left like that?" Ning Xiaoyun asked.

Lu Xiang'er nodded: "Yes, I walked with a guitar on my back."

Ning Xiaoyun fell down on the bench and said: "Is the guitar the key point? What I asked is, you didn't react at all?"

Lu Xiang'er blinked and asked, "How should I react?"

Ning Xiaoyun covered her forehead and said speechlessly: "You are just as stupid as me. If you were me, I would be exhausted. If you don't want him to leave, you have to talk. Love is a matter between two people."

"Then what should I do?" Lu Xiang'er asked with a frown.

"It depends on what you think. If you think Fang Xing is annoying, it's easy, just block him and ignore him again," Ning Xiaoyun said.

"Well..." Lu Xiang'er frowned.

"If you still want to tell a story, then just get a little closer to him. He has taken ninety-nine steps. If you don't move forward, just go back. If it were me, I would have run away long ago."

Ning Xiaoyun said.

"But I haven't known him for long." Lu Xiang'er became confused again.

"You can pull it off. As far as I know, you have known each other for more than half a year. If it were anyone else, the child would almost be able to suck breast milk." Ning Xiaoyun rolled her eyes.

"Then what should I do?" Lu Xiang'er asked with a sigh.

"Let me think about it. What else did Fang Xing say?" Ning Xiaoyun asked again.

"Well...he said that the theme of the next competition is 'love'." Lu Xiang'er remembered the chat content on WeChat.

"I'll go! I told you the theme of the competition, but you didn't respond?" Ning Xiaoyun asked.

"What should my response be?"

"Please, miss, the theme of 'love' in "Song". Of course I asked him if I could go to watch it live with him. Have you asked?" Ning Xiaoyun asked.

Lu Xiang'er shook his head: "No."

Ning Xiaoyun fell down on the bench and sighed: "Lu Xiangxiang, if I hadn't grown up with you since I was a child, I wouldn't be able to stand your slowness."
Chapter completed!