As the familiar feeling faded, Qiao Yang opened his eyes.

This time he did not first think carefully about what the purpose of entering a dream was.

But he clearly remembered that before entering the dream, he had only one thought, to figure out what was wrong with Xiaoyu and what was she thinking?

Looking around, he was still familiar with the campus.

I also hold a book for composing classes in my hand.

Let’s check the time again, it’s just noon.

If nothing unexpected happens, the composition class should be over on Monday.

"Qiao Yang, let's go and have lunch together."

Zhao Huo and the others were also there, and they invited Qiao Yang to go to the cafeteria together.

Qiao Yang shook his head, "No, I have something to do, you go."

"Do you want to have lunch with your girlfriend? I understand, we all understand, so wait for a meeting?"

Yao Shun and Jiang Fan were also beside him, smiled kindly, patted his shoulder, and left directly.

In this dream world, my roommates seemed to have a much normal attitude towards him.

Perhaps in Xiaoyu's understanding, this is the relationship between him and Zhao Huo and others.

Qiao Yang didn't care much, so he directly sent a voice to Xiaoyu with the smart watch on his hand.

"How about having lunch together?"

"good."

The attitude is still a bit cold.

"Go to Sanshita to eat your favorite fish-flavored shredded pork rice?"

"Um."

The two consecutive voices were replied in seconds, but the attitude was a bit cold.

With this information alone, Qiao Yang still couldn't know what was wrong with Xiaoyu.

After calming down, Qiao Yang took the textbook directly to the San Cafeteria.

...

After arriving at the cafeteria, there were still people coming and going around, and the faces of every student were clearly visible.

It gave him an illusion that he was not in a dream.

It was not until the light rain appeared that Qiao Yang did not have a different place.

Xiaoyu walked along the way, and was always flipping through the books.

"What are you looking at? You're so fascinated." Qiao Yang habitually reached out and rubbed Xiaoyu's head.

Yang Xiaoyu raised her head and looked at Qiao Yang with a little confused look in her eyes.

"Why did you rub my head? There is no such paragraph in the script."

“…”

Qiao Yang was stunned for a moment, and now he started to perform the script?

"Sorry, I forgot."

"Well, we don't have a dinner story in the script today, so let's forget it this time, I won't be the case."

Yang Xiaoyu nodded, forgiving Qiao Yang. While speaking, she walked into the cafeteria with her book.

Then he sat alone at the cafeteria table and continued to read the book.

If it were usual, Xiaoyu would have followed him like a follower.

Qiao Yang felt very uncomfortable, but thought that he told her that she wanted to act according to the script, so she didn't say anything. She walked to the canteen window and made two rice bowls.

He sat down opposite Xiaoyu.

If it were usual, Xiaoyu would have suddenly squeezed the meat to him and then looked at him with anticipation.

Qiao Yang knew what she thought, and would helplessly hold her favorite rice dumplings or winter bamboo shoots on her plate.

But this time, Xiaoyu just ate quietly and read the books she brought from time to time.

"Do you want winter bamboo shoots in Xiaoyu?" Qiao Yang put a small rub of winter bamboo shoots on Xiaoyu's plate.

Yang Xiaoyu looked at him in confusion again and returned the winter bamboo shoots to him, "No need, I'm not picky about food."

Feeling uncomfortable.

Very uncomfortable.

Qiao Yang felt like he was having a meal with a stranger.

"Is there anything else to do in the afternoon? Why don't I teach you Yueqin?"

"Well, that's fine, you finally follow the script."

Yang Xiaoyu nodded, showing a reassured expression on her face.

It seems that something is wrong is him.

...

Qiao Yang didn't know how he spent the afternoon in his dream, as if it was the evening in a flash.

When he arrived at the flower bed next to the agreed school playground, Yang Xiaoyu was already waiting for him with Yueqin in her arms.

"You're here, then I'll start."

Seeing Qiao Yang coming, Yang Xiaoyu just looked up.

Then put your fingers on the strings and play them smoothly.

At the end of the song, even Qiao Yang could not find any fault.

"I played very well, what rewards do I need?"

For some reason, Qiao Yang felt empty in his heart, but he still smiled and praised Xiaoyu.

"Performing on stage with you is a reward for me." Yang Xiaoyu nodded slightly, "If there is no problem, I will go back first. Today's script is over here. I want to go back to write the homework left by the professor."

After saying that, Yang Xiaoyu packed up and stood up, ready to leave.

"Don't you stay together for a while?"

"No, you are very busy too. Remember to send it to me after the music is written."

After the two sentences ended, Qiao Yang could only see Yang Xiaoyu's back.

At this time, Xiaoyu's appearance and appearance have not changed, but unconsciously, Qiao Yang felt that she was very cool and was completely different.

What the hell is she thinking?

Qiao Yang couldn't see it at all.

Feeling uncomfortable.

Feeling uncomfortable, not saying it is uncomfortable.

Is this really the way Xiaoyu he wants?

When he returned to the dormitory, Qiao Yang felt his brain in chaos, and he couldn't figure out anything except Xiaoyu's leaving figure.

Regardless of what the roommate in the dream said, he threw himself on the bed.

The next day came again in a blink of an eye.

Still not following the script, Qiao Yang asked Xiaoyu to come out for dinner again.

Like yesterday, Yang Xiaoyu was reading books and eating, and there was no extra word during this period.

Qiao Yang observed Xiaoyu for a long time, but he couldn't see any clues.

According to the script at night, the two of them have to take a walk on campus together.

Qiao Yang specially arrived in advance, hid behind the low bushes in the flower beds, and secretly observed the rain.

To his disappointment, Yang Xiaoyu just waited for him on the spot for ten minutes, turned around and left.

If it were before, as long as the two of them agreed, Xiaoyu would wait no matter how long it took.

After coming out of the flower bed, Qiao Yang felt that he was not empty inside, but that he felt like a vacuum inside, and his heart was feeling uncomfortable constantly tightening.

What is Xiaoyu thinking?

On the second night in the dream, Qiao Yang suffered from insomnia and opened his eyes until dawn.

After getting up, I found in front of the mirror that I had turned into a panda eye.

Lack of light rain.

Severely lacking normal light rain.
To be continued...