"Lying on the playground of your school, looking at the starry sky... The lights in the classroom are still on, you haven't left... Remember the love letters I wrote to you... What era is this... I'm still writing them now."
When Han Shilan heard her sing about love letters, she turned around. Remembering the first love letter she opened when she got home yesterday, a blush spread across her delicate and tender oval face.
I don't know when I fell in love with you.
But I like you for no reason, Shilan.
…………
Although she felt the writing was just average, she still liked it very much and treasured it in her cosmetics box.
There's no reason why, I just like it.
Almost four minutes had passed when Yang Feng's voice slowly stopped, and everyone in the car became extremely quiet, as if they were all lost in thought.
Even Zhou Keke and the driver were somewhat stunned.
The song he sang depicts the romance of the campus, warm and full of literary and artistic feeling.
The story of a boy who has a crush on a girl.
Han Shilan was a little stunned. She didn't understand the last sentence: "When you receive the love letter, it means I've already gone far away."
She didn't understand.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 62 Arrival
Immediately, thunderous applause erupted in the bus, and the students, their faces filled with surprise, began to discuss amongst themselves.
"What song is this? It's so nice! Is it a new song that was recently released?"
"Not only is the song well-made, but Yang Feng's singing is also very good. I feel like he could be a pop star."
"I never expected Yang Feng to sing so well. He's really a hidden talent. Could you teach me to sing sometime?"
Clearly, Yang Feng's performance of the song earned praise from his classmates. The imagery of the song would still linger in their minds, reminding them of the girls they secretly admired.
Some girls looked at Yang Feng with admiration. If he didn't already have a girlfriend, they might have gone up to him and chat with him right now.
Suddenly, a female classmate, holding a high-end rose gold fruit machine, exclaimed, "My God! I can't find this song online. Could it be that I typed the lyrics wrong? That doesn't make sense."
Yang Feng smiled faintly, thinking to himself, "This is a song from another time and space, something that doesn't exist on this planet. That makes sense; the songs from that world are far more advanced than those from this world."
Next, it was the next student's turn. The last character was "far," so this student couldn't come up with a solution.
Along the way, they sang songs in a lyric-writing game, which made them feel more cheerful and less drowsy on the bus.
"Yang Feng, did you compose that song you just sang, or...?" Han Shilan tugged at Yang Feng's sleeve with her fair hand, her bright eyes gazing at him.
"Uh, I didn't write this song," Yang Feng said straightforwardly. If it's not his, it's not his. Why claim it as his?
"Phew~" Han Shilan patted her chest with her small hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured, "Thank goodness it's not."
She thought he composed the song, otherwise how could it not be found online? If that's true, then the meaning of the last line is very simple: by the time you receive all the love letters, I may have already left you.
That's what she thought, but thankfully it wasn't.
"What do you mean 'it's alright'?" Yang Feng heard her muttering and a wicked smile appeared on his lips. He secretly took Han Shilan's smooth and delicate hand in his large hand.
"It's nothing, oh dear... don't hold my hand, there are so many people watching here~" Han Shilan said, glaring at Yang Feng with her beautiful eyes, and trying to struggle free from his large hand.
"No, I want to hold your hand." Yang Feng smiled, his large hand stroking her small hand, which was smooth and soft, and felt very comfortable to touch.
Han Shilan blushed slightly, her efforts to break free slowed, and she said coquettishly, "There are so many people here, what if someone sees us? If you don't let go, I won't talk to you anymore."
"No one will see it, don't worry," Yang Feng said with a smile.
"you…"
Han Shilan had no choice but to give up struggling and let Yang Feng hold her small hand, feeling the warmth from his palm, and a smile appeared on her lips.
After a while, drowsiness came over her, and her little head unconsciously rested gently on Yang Feng's shoulder. She closed her beautiful eyes and gradually fell asleep.
Yang Feng turned his head slightly, looking at the unadorned face in front of him. The soft breaths on his face made her smile faintly, and her cute dimples were also faintly visible.
The warm temperature inside the car made him feel drowsy. Yang Feng looked at Han Shilan sleeping, her little hand still holding his.
After the lyrics relay game ended, there weren't any more fun games or activities, so everyone basically just went to sleep.
The journey was smooth and uneventful, and after about five hours, we finally arrived at Shuangyue Bay Beach.
Shuangyue Bay, as its name suggests, resembles two crescent moons, divided into two bays. The beach and seawater here are of good quality. Looking out the car window at the beautiful scenery in the distance, as well as the beach and sea, everyone couldn't help but feel excited, and many people came to their senses.
The bus quickly stopped at the parking lot below the Shuangyuewan Hotel. The students, carrying their various luggage, disembarked one by one.
Yang Feng gently pinched Han Shilan's delicate cheek and said softly, "Wake up, you little sleepyhead. We've arrived at our stop, and everyone has gotten off."
"Hmm..." Han Shilan opened her beautiful eyes, still a little blurry, raised her head, and said, "Have we arrived?"
"The students have all gotten off the bus. Do you think we've arrived yet?"
Yang Feng stood up, helped Han Shilan pick up her backpack, and said, "Let's get off the bus quickly, and I'll take all your things."
"Okay." Han Shilan stood up, her adorable face, still slightly dazed from just waking up, showed a cute smile as she replied, and followed Yang Feng off the bus.