Chapter 2 I want to take you back to the past 03
Thoughts always quietly and silently escape from between fingers, and then stranded without a trace in the flooding sunlight.
It was not until she heard laughter not far away that Lin Mobai woke up from the swollen white fog. When she looked at He Qingkong again, she suddenly remembered the purpose of her visit. However, although her mind kept flashing with the hopeful eyes of her classmates, He Qingkong, who was focused in his eyes was like a star, quietly shining, making her reluctant to disturb him easily.
With a long sigh, she decided to leave quietly.
However, when she thought about how to explain to Zhou Shiqing, she couldn't help feeling annoyed and pulled her black hair on her shoulders in frustration.
In the moment she was distracted, she had just passed the back door of the classroom when she bumped head-on into a girl who was hurriedly leaving the classroom to wash her painting supplies.
"ah--"
With a sharp and loud cry, the colorful paint palette in the other party's hand fell on her. In a moment, the bizarre color blocks were already showing their fangs and claws on Lin Mo's snow-white sweatshirt.
The "accident" happened so suddenly that Lin Mobai stood there in a daze, unable to react.
The next moment, the subconscious words of apology lingered in her throat. Even though she didn't know who was right or wrong, she habitually took the blame, thinking that it might be because of her own wild imagination that she bumped into the other person.
However, she had just opened her mouth slightly, and before any sound came out, the other party's scolding words had already floated in the extremely awkward air.
"Hey, is there anyone who walks like you?"
"sorry……"
Under the girl's angry glare, Lin Mobai swallowed his saliva and threw out the apology he had prepared long ago.
However, when she lowered her head, she realized that the sweatshirt on her body had become a different style under the smudge of paint, so she couldn't help but open her mouth slightly.
It was just a small reaction expressing surprise, but in the eyes of the other party, it was interpreted as another meaning.
Then, Lin Mobai heard the accusation at a significantly higher decibel level—"Come on! Who are you showing this aggrieved face to? Are you trying to say that I bumped into you?"
"I did not mean that……"
"What does that mean? Do you mean I bumped into you on purpose and you're wrongly accusing me of that?"
"no……"
"It was obviously you who didn't watch your step. Besides, if you hadn't been strolling outside other people's classes, how could you have gotten into this situation? I didn't even blame you for breaking my paint palette!" As if she knew that Lin Mobai was weak, the girl kept pestering her, venting all the dissatisfaction and frustration she had accumulated during the painting process on her. "You bumped into someone and still acted pitiful. Why don't you just cry a few tears?"
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"What? Can't you just say a few words? Are you really going to cry?"
The girl's accusation was too sharp. Lin Mobai tried to explain several times but was blocked. She could only stand there helplessly. She wanted to escape, but she was entangled at the door of He Qingkong's classroom. She felt a little uneasy and could only pray silently, hoping that He Qingkong would concentrate on painting and not notice her presence.
However, the girl's voice was so sharp that it had already attracted the attention of the students in the classroom.
This meeting was inevitable after all.
He Qingkong had no intention of paying attention to the noise at the door, but the girl's voice became more and more piercing, which made him feel very harassed. So , he couldn't help but frown, stopped painting, and looked in the direction of the sound, and he saw Lin Mobai.
In an instant, He Qingkong's eyes flashed with a sparkling light, and he was leaping with joy and surprise that he could not suppress.
Then he hurriedly put down his paintbrush, stood up eagerly, and walked quickly towards Lin Mobai.
As He Qingkong approached step by step, Lin Mobai, who was entangled by the girl's chattering, remained unaware.
At this moment, due to her anxiety and the burning gazes from the strangers around her, her face turned pale. Although the thought of running away was turning around in her mind, she did not dare to run away. After all, that would seem too rude.
Fortunately, all her helplessness fell into He Qingkong's eyes.
So, when she was busy digging a hole to bury herself who didn't fit in, her hero came to her.
As soon as he noticed the bewilderment in Lin Mobai's pale face, the surprise in He Qingkong's eyes was completely dispelled by anger. His throat seemed to be burned by anger. He couldn't hold it back and immediately threw a scolding at her, interrupting the girl's sharp scolding -
"Shut up!"
Hearing the voice, Lin Mobai was startled. Just as he was about to raise his eyes, a pair of familiar black and white sneakers appeared in his narrow field of vision with his head lowered. He Qingkong's face immediately appeared in Lin Mobai's mind.
The next second, she suddenly raised her head and met He Qingkong's dark eyes.
In just a moment, the lake of my heart seemed to be caressed by the spring breeze, causing ripples to appear.
When she was in a trance, He Qingkong's gentle gaze slightly turned downward, and his eyebrows could not help but wrinkle. Then, even his voice was like a taut string, and he asked with concern: "Xiaobai, are you okay?"
"I'm... fine."
Lin Mobai pursed his lips and gave him an awkward smile.
He Qingkong heaved a sigh of relief when he found that she was fine except for her clothes. But in an instant, the tenderness in his eyes disappeared, and was replaced by a cold and sullen look.
"Student Zhang, please apologize to Xiaobai immediately!"
"What?"
It seemed unexpected that He Qingkong, who had always had a gentle personality, would get angry. Facing the other party's order, the girl who was originally arrogant was shocked and her face turned pale with anger.
But, it was not just the girls who were surprised, almost everyone present had their eyes wide open.
Then, without noticing that the girl was just stunned, He Qingkong repeated in a cold voice: "Please apologize immediately!"
Once again, the boy she liked ordered her to apologize to another girl. The girl gritted her teeth and glared at Lin Mobai, refusing to apologize. Even though He Qingkong was slow, he knew that the other party was feeling wronged.
However, in his heart, the other party's grievances were just pretentious, and the one who was truly wronged was Lin Mobai.
Thinking of this, the anger in my heart seemed to intensify again, so I blurted out the words of blame: "Not only did she not even apologize for bumping into someone, she even complained first. Today I finally saw the legendary talented girl from the Fine Arts Department of Z University, but it turns out she is just like this!"
"He Qingkong, you... are going too far!"
"Who went too far? You and I both know it."
"you……"
"No need to waste your words. I don't think Xiaobai needs your arrogant apology."
He Qingkong stopped talking about the last sentence of the truce only because Lin Mobai beside him reached out and pulled the corner of his clothes. However, the contempt in his words was very obvious.
Even Lin Mobai frowned at the blatant contempt.
So, she couldn't help but quietly look up at the girl. The other party was already holding back tears, and when they looked at each other, she glared at Lin Mobai, then turned around and left quickly.
Lin Mobai felt a little reluctant, but he was still confused as to why Qingkong was so unusually indifferent, and he didn't have any other thoughts to figure out the other person's emotions.
As the girl left, the onlookers dispersed silently.
He Qingkong let out a long sigh, then reached out and took Lin Mobai's hand. Because she rolled up her sleeves, his palm fell directly on her skin.
In an instant, warmth and coldness touched each other, as if the dark night sky was suddenly filled with the warmth of fireworks.
When he raised his eyes, Lin Mobai seemed to see a blooming firework in He Qingkong's eyes.
My heart was pounding wildly, without any rhythm.
It was as if fireworks were illuminating the tops of their heads. A romantic crimson color was escaping in the air, instantly painting Lin Mobai's face with a shy blush.
After being absent-minded for a moment, when Lin Mobai came to her senses, He Qingkong had already pulled her into the classroom and let her sit in his seat.
She no longer dared to look into his eyes, fearing that she would get lost in the darkness, and she quickly lowered her eyes. At this moment, apart from taking a careful deep breath, all she could do was carefully pull down her rolled-up sleeves to cover her wrists. However, although her sleeves had covered her wrists, the burning warmth was still stirring in her heart.
"Xiaobai, are you okay ? Why is your face so red?"
"Ah? I... No, I'm fine..."
It seemed that the more he tried to hide it, the more he couldn't suppress his panic. Even though they were no longer looking at each other, the air was still full of ambiguity. Feeling helpless, Lin Mobai was about to make an excuse to leave, but before he stood up, He Qingkong spoke first.
"I'm glad you're okay." His gentle voice was full of concern. "Well, Xiaobai, wait here for a moment. I'll go to the dormitory to get you some clothes to change into. Do you mind wearing my clothes?"
It was clearly a questioning tone, but after he finished speaking, he hurried out of the classroom without waiting for Lin Mobai to answer.
Seeing He Qingkong leaving, Lin Mobai's nervous heart finally calmed down. However, as soon as she breathed a sigh of relief, discussions began to fly in the air.
"Who is that girl? It looks like she has a special relationship with He Qingkong!"
"Could it be a girlfriend?"
"I think she's here to pursue He Qingkong."
"Whether she's my girlfriend or not, this is the first time I've seen He Qingkong lose his temper. "
"Right, right, right! The usually gentle He Qingkong actually got into trouble for her. Student Zhang is so unlucky! Also, did you see that, although he is usually very gentle, he seems to be even more gentle to that girl than usual, and they just held hands!"
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Most of the voices with different tones contain jealousy and contempt.
In just a moment, the whispers turned into unbridled loud discussions, and the occasional glances turned into blatant stares.
In such a crowd of strangers, the restless Lin Mobai felt like an animal being watched in a zoo.
