When I Fell For You (MTL)

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Two people, lying on a bed, covered with a quilt, can vaguely hear each other's breathing.

It's like returning to youth.

The only difference is that they could tick each other under the quilt with great ease before.

But now after lying down, each other tacitly slept more on the side, so that there was a small gap between them.

After turning off the light, Yu Youning still couldn't sleep much, so he turned out the phone, plugged the earphones, and turned on the player to listen to the song.

After Qing'an noticed Yu Youning's movements, he turned around and asked, "Aren't you sleeping?"

"Listen to two songs before going to sleep." Yu Youning replied.

She does have that habit.

In high school, Qing'an occasionally went to her home to stay overnight. After listening to the radio in the evening, she would listen to the nursery rhymes for a while.

She likes listening to music very much, so she always keeps her headphones on. No matter where she goes, she will have headphones in her pocket.

Qing'an was not very interested in listening to songs at first, but after spending a long time with Yu Youning, he unknowingly followed her to listen to it.

A park not far from the school is where they often go.

The lush plants, charming flowers, and the stone road on the lawn create a tranquil atmosphere.

While the two of them were walking while listening to music with a headset, chatting about ideals, daily life, and talking about happiness, anger, sorrow and joy.

But now, Yu Youning is only listening to her, and there is no one for her as before.

After Qing'an lay down for a while, thought for a long time, turned around, didn't say anything, then fumbled for a pair of earphones from Yu Youning's ears and stuffed them into his ears.

There was soothing music in it, and my mood became calm as I listened.

Because of the light turned off, she couldn't see Qing'an's face, but could feel that Qing'an was very close to her, and the temperature of her breathing could spread to her skin.

"Ikuko..."

She heard Qing An calling herself in a low voice, so she turned down the volume.

However, Qing'an was silent again.

After a while, there was a rustling movement nearby. She heard Qing'an cough and said, "It's Saiiling."

"Yes, old song." Yu Youning replied.

"Well... You went to sing during the school New Year's party." Qing An said, she sang, and there was a strong nasal sound.

On that New Year's Day, Qing'an was selected as one of the hosts of that evening because he won a prize in a previous poetry recitation contest.

But Qing'an feels that it is not suitable for such occasions. The poetry recitation contest only needs to go up for a while, but as the host, he has to go up frequently.

Then, Yu Youning said, don’t be afraid, it’s okay, it’s a big deal, I’ll also sign up for a show and play with you.

On the night of New Year’s Day, she ended the curtain, walked to the backstage, and listened to Yu Youning singing on stage: “I’m flying, I’m flying, like that bird, soaring, I’m flying, passing through the clouds, approaching you Get free."