The literature major courses were relatively easy, and for those of us who had just escaped from high school life, it was no big deal, and we took the courses as if we were playing. What really bothered me was: why couldn't I join the literature club?
How can someone like me who not only has excellent grades but also outstanding appearance be rejected? This is unscientific!
It was past six in the morning, and the sky was already bright. I got up with sleepy eyes and went to the bathroom, and then I thought of my sad story again. After coming back from the bathroom, I went to Ye Bihan's bed, got into her quilt, and then hugged her waist from behind to ease my heart that was about to break.
Then there was a clear and crisp scream: Ah——
"Xiao Han, it's me!" I slowly gave my name, "Why are you so sensitive? It's not like I've slept with you before."
Ye Bihan sat up suddenly, eyes wide open: "Cheng Qingtong, are you sick? Why are you coming to my bed in the middle of the night instead of sleeping in your own bed? You can come here if you want, why do you have to hug me to sleep!"
I was stunned. I didn't expect her to react so strongly. I had no choice but to cry to her again about my sad story: "Xiao Han, why didn't Mo Xi let me join the literature club? Why, why, why? Is it true that I have no way to serve my country with all my passion? God is blind."
At this point, Ye Bihan remained silent and was no longer angry. She had always felt that this incident was indirectly caused by her, so she began to comfort me with great emotion and sincerity.
Half an hour later.
"Tell me, what's wrong with my article? Is it necessary for him to throw it all over the floor? He is just a president, why is he so arrogant!"
Ye Bihan's face was filled with worry. She kept glancing at the alarm clock beside her. Finally, she couldn't help but said, "My dear, class will start in half an hour. We should pack up and get ready for class. If we don't go, we will be late. It will not be worth it if lose credits."
I had no choice but to get up from bed with sadness, get dressed and wash up, and continue to curse Moses and express my ideals passionately.
Another half hour later.
Ye Bihan and I sat in the middle of the classroom. We were neither stared at by the teacher like the students in the front row, nor were we randomly checked at any time like the students in the back row. After a week of class experience, we already knew that the middle was the blind spot of the teacher's vision and was generally not looked at.
After listening to the class for ten minutes, I lay weakly on the table again, and I heard the person next to me sigh: "Okay, it's not a big deal. I'll go shopping with you after class. After a walk, all your worries will be gone."
"Just shopping?"
"Eat Pizza Hut, hot pot, Haidilao, barbecue..."
"that's all?"
"It's my treat!"
Then, I felt that the world suddenly became beautiful, and my Ye Bihan became even more golden and radiant: "Ye Bihan, you are my goddess!"
"Stop it."
I have to say, Ye Bihan, it’s great to have you. When you are by my side, I can act coquettishly and cute, and even act unreasonably. The most exciting thing is that you will pay for everything.
We came to the commercial street behind the school. It didn't look particularly big or prosperous, but it had everything and was enough for us students to eat, drink, play and have fun.
Ye Bihan always creates a gust of wind when she walks along the road, and even women can't help but look at her twice. But this guy never seems to feel that someone is looking at her. I asked curiously: "Xiaohan, do you know that you are very eye-catching now?"
Ye Bihan turned to look at me with an innocent look on her face: "Oh? Really? Just look at it, you can't take away two pieces of meat. How about it, are you in a better mood?"
You see, people always don't know how to appreciate the blessings they have. People like me who are slightly inferior to her in appearance can't get any attention.
I pretended to be a tolerant person and said in a broad-minded manner: "Forget it, it's just a literary club. He doesn't want me, and I'm too lazy to go. What's the big deal?"
Ye Bihan: "Ancestor, you finally came to your senses. Come on, I'll take you to a good place."
After that, she took me to the underground mall.
"I saw a beautiful dress in the underground mall last week. It's white and you must like it. I'll pick it up and give it to you."
My eyes lit up and I blinked quickly to flirt with her: "Xiao Han, you don't have to be so nice to me, really, I will be touched. What if I want to marry you?"
"I don't want this expensive thing of yours. You should keep it for yourself."
After going around in circles, I finally found the store. The model at the door was wearing the white gauze skirt that Ye Bihan had taken a fancy to. It was clean and elegant, and really beautiful, but could I wear it effectively with my temperament?
"Xiao Han, are you sure this skirt is for me?"
"Of course, don't worry, I'm a little expert in dressing, I guarantee you'll be satisfied, and besides, it's not you who's paying, so why are you unwilling?"
"So, how much is this?"
"Five hundred yuan is a little expensive. It will cost me my monthly allowance, so you have to support me."
For students like us who are not from wealthy families, 500 yuan is not a small amount. Every piece of clothing we wear is bought from Taobao for a few dozen yuan. If I were to spend such a large amount of money on a dress, my first reaction would be to refuse.
Why buy clothes when you can eat so many delicious foods!
"What? Five hundred yuan! No, absolutely not!" I hurried into the store and pulled the boss who was selling goods outside. "Boss, how much is this skirt? Is there any discount?"
The boss frowned slightly, as if he was not very satisfied with my bargaining behavior right at the start, but he still answered me in a gentle tone: "Hello, little girl, this dress is 520 yuan, which is 520 yuan. You see how good this is. You can ask your boyfriend to buy it for you."
I silently said "Pah" in my heart. Ye Bihan grabbed my clothes from the back door, which seemed to make me restrain myself a little. However, at this time, I was already on the verge of death and couldn't stop at all: "Boss, I don't have a boyfriend. Your intention is good, but it is meaningless to me. Sell it to me at a lower price. When I have a boyfriend, he will bring me to your place to buy clothes every day. What do you think?"
Ye Bihan tugged at my clothes again, and I could only wave at her from behind, asking her to stop interfering and just listen to my bargaining quietly.
Boss: "You are such a talker, little girl. How much do you want to pay?"
I walked over and touched the fabric of the clothes, pretending to know a lot: "Boss, my family used to run a clothing store. Your clothes are at most 150 yuan. Selling them for 500 yuan is really too much of a difference."
The boss smiled awkwardly, as if he wanted to drive me out of his store: "I can't even get it back for 150 yuan. It's impossible. If you really want to buy it, I will sell it to you for 350 yuan. This is the lowest price." The boss sighed, frowned and reported her bottom line.
I glanced at Ye Bihan next to me. She looked at me in amazement. I could read the disbelief in her eyes. I raised my eyebrows at her and told her to stop talking.
"Boss, I'm a freshman. I don't have much money. I still have to stay here for four years. Why don't you make me an old customer and do long-term business with me? Give me a discount this time. I will buy clothes here in the future. Isn't this a long-term business? I also know that it's not easy for you. How about this, I'll give you an extra thirty yuan, one hundred and eighty yuan, deal!"
After hearing this, the boss walked over to the white dress and looked at it for several times. She was a little reluctant to part with it, but she also wanted to sell it. I followed her and walked over to the dress, looking at it carefully: "Oh, this white dress can't help getting dirty. Look at you, it's been hanging here for a long time, and the color has turned gray..."
The boss got anxious when he heard this: "These are just floating dust, they will fall off after washing, it's not a big problem."
"Who needs to wash new clothes? If you wash them and wear them again, they might get out of shape again."
The boss became even more anxious: "Forget it, two hundred yuan, whether you want it or not."
"One hundred and eighty, are you going to sell it or not?"
"If I sell it to you for 200 yuan, I will only earn 20 yuan from you. You won't even let me earn 20 yuan?"
“No!”
"You are such a wicked girl. Never mind. I will sell it to you. You must come to your aunt's house more often in the future. I will consider it as your sponsorship."
Ye Bihan's mouth was so big that a watermelon could almost fit in. I winked at her smugly and said, "Why don't you pay?"
As I walked out of the store with my clothes, I saw Mo Xiyi, who made me sad, and Yi Dan next to him.
It turns out they knew each other and were friends.
Yi Dan saw Ye Bihan was there too, and his expression became a little subtle.
Mo Xiyi: "I've been watching you guys at the door for a long time. You're pretty good at bargaining, very organized, and every word you say touches the boss's heart. It looks like you're an old hand."
I forced a smile and said, "You can't decide what to do when you're in the underworld. Besides, this isn't your store. What do you mean by that?"
Mo Xiyi tilted his lips slightly, and raised a small arc: "It's nothing, I just praise you from the bottom of my heart."
After saying that, he walked away in a leisurely manner.
Yi Dan, who was following him, gave Ye Bihan a gentle smile: "Then we'll go first. If there's a chance, let's go out and play together next time." It seemed that he was really a polite gentleman, but who knew what he was up to.
After the two of them left, I began to analyze Yi Dan to Ye Bihan: "Xiao Han, this person has a dark forehead and a narrow forehead. He must not be a good person. I advise you to stay away from him when you see him in the future. It is best to take a detour."
"It's not as mysterious as you say. It's just that my forehead is a little narrow. Don't talk nonsense."
Beep——
A text message came in on my phone: Hello, Cheng Qingtong! Congratulations on joining the Literature Club. Please come to Room 111, Building 1 for a meeting at 8 a.m. on Saturday.
"Ye Bihan, pinch me!"
"What's wrong? Why would I pinch you?" Ye Bihan snatched the phone away, "You joined the literature club? Did you send it to the wrong person?"
"But it's clearly written here, Hello, Cheng Qingtong! It can't be wrong. So I've been depressed for nothing these days! That's great, my literary dream is going to come true! Hahaha..."
Later, Ye Bihan told me: At that time, almost the whole street was filled with your laughter.
Later, I changed into a white gauze skirt, took Ye Bihan with me, sang karaoke and barbecued until late at night. Perhaps in the end, the reason for my happiness was no longer that I could join the literature club, but the time I spent with my friends, without restraint.
At 8:00 on Saturday morning, I arrived at the meeting place on time. I sat at the side, not wanting to attract too much attention. Mo Xiyi arrived late, almost when everyone was already there. Perhaps this was the privilege of being the boss.
He was wearing a dark blue shirt and black trousers, looking very energetic. This should be the first plenary meeting since the freshmen reported, so he was dressed more solemnly. He looked around the entire venue and finally stopped at a corner. I met his eyes, and he quickly looked away.
It only took a second, but my heart suddenly started beating wildly. The leader is so powerful that he can always make you feel uneasy.
From then on, I came to the literature club almost every time I had free time, and I took on all the tasks of Mo Xi looking for books while he drank tea.
"President Mo, please have some tea." I greeted him warmly.
"Leave it there, thanks," he responded coolly.
"No need to thank me, it's no big deal." I continued to flatter him with a shameless face.
The club members covered their mouths and laughed.
"President Mo, I have borrowed the book "Pride and Prejudice" that you asked me to find last time from the library." I left class early in the afternoon and went to the library to borrow the book.
"Oh, thank you." There was no warm thanks.
"You're welcome, I'm just borrowing it."
The club members shook their heads helplessly: "Cheng Qingtong, you are not interested in the boss, are you?"
After the literature club meeting in the afternoon, when everyone left, I deliberately stayed until the end. I still wanted to express my gratitude to him for keeping me in the literature club, but I never had the chance to say it.
Now that everyone has left, it's indeed a good time.
He packed up his things and was about to leave. I saw him leaving, so I hurriedly called out to him, "President Mo!"
He turned his head in surprise, probably thinking that everyone had left and didn't expect me to be there: "What's wrong?"
"Um..." For some reason, it seemed difficult to say "thank you" to him.
"What's the matter?"
In the end, I didn't say it, and used another thing to prevaricate: "Oh, that, the study department called this afternoon and said that they want to organize an event with us, and they asked you to call him back when you have time."
He nodded: "I already know about this matter, is there anything else?"
I shook my head. He turned around and prepared to leave. I felt a sense of loss for some reason. After he took two or three steps, he suddenly turned back. At that moment, my mood suddenly brightened. He said, "However, it is still worth encouraging that you can remind me of things on time. Keep it up!"
I nodded to him firmly, then waved goodbye. The disappointment I had just felt was swept away, as if the whole world's recognition of me was not as good as his words "keep it up". This was a wonderful feeling, and it was something I had never experienced before. For this feeling, I could ignore other people's eyes and opinions, and persist in doing what I want to do. This was the first time since I was old enough to understand.
Although I didn't say thank you, my positive performance these days should be enough to prove my sincerity and hard work. And at this moment, he will definitely not regret accepting such a member. For me and him, it is enough.
While I was still immersed in this slightly sweet feeling, my cell phone started buzzing again. As I expected, it was my mother, Ms. Zhang.
"Hey! Mom, can't you just leave my ears alone for a while? I'm at school..."
Before I finished speaking, a stranger's voice came from the other side: "Hello, is this Cheng Qingtong? Your mother accidentally collided with my car while riding an electric bike just now. Can you come to the hospital as soon as possible?"
My mind was suddenly confused. In my impression, Ms. Zhang never made any mistakes. I was inevitably panicked at this moment, but I forced myself to calm down: "Okay, I'll be there right away."
In a hurry, I forgot to ask about the injury and could only rush forward. My palms were sweating, I hoped it was not serious.
When I hurried to the ward, the doctor had already bandaged my mother's leg and said it was a minor bone fracture. She needed to rest in bed and change the dressing on time. The car owner had paid all the medical expenses.
That is to say, when I came, everything was done. Suddenly, I felt a little guilty. Every time I made a mistake or got into trouble, she was always the first one to show up, but this time when she was injured, I was the last one to arrive. When I entered the ward, I saw her lying on the bed weakly and unable to move. For the first time, I felt that she had aged.
"Mom?" I saw that her eyes were half closed, so she must not be asleep.
"Xiaotong is here, really, what are you doing here? You're still in school. I told the car owner not to call you, but he wouldn't listen. Isn't this a waste of time? Look, you've made a wasted trip again." She is still the chattering Zhang Wanqiu, still the one who can't stop talking once she starts, but this time, I no longer think she is nagging.
"What are you talking about? If I'm injured and I go to the hospital, I can't notify you for fear of delaying your work!"
"These are two different things, how can they be the same!" Although she said it reluctantly, her face was full of smiles and her heart must have been warm.
"Just take care of yourself here for a few days. I will make time every day to bring you meals and visit you. If I am not available, I will also let Xiaohan come to visit you. Just rest assured and take care of yourself." I spoke in a tone that left no room for negotiation.
She looked at me, smiled, and lowered her head: "Don't bother so much, just study hard!"
"Since it was an accidental car accident, the car owner was kind enough to send you to the hospital in time, paid the medical expenses, and called me to inform me. He did so much. I am your daughter, so why should I refuse? If you spread this out, how can I live my life!" I pretended to be angry, and she nodded and agreed.
It was probably from that time that I truly understood that she needed my care and protection, and that I must shoulder this responsibility and love.
I bought an insulated lunch box and took food from the canteen every day and sent it to the hospital. Sometimes I would go home and make some chicken soup for her. She always nags and says that it is just a minor injury and there is no need to go through so much trouble. But I think that being able to take care of her is the happiest thing for me. I told Ye Bihan about this, and she also came here every other day. My mother often said that she gave birth to me and took care of another one.
That day, I took a lunch box to bring chicken soup to my mother. Just as I was about to enter the ward, I suddenly saw a familiar figure, with a tall and thin back and a handsome profile.
Could it be him?
He walked towards me, seemingly not noticing me. I also walked towards him, and then he saw me. He was a little curious why I was here, and his brows slightly frowned.
"Cheng Qingtong? Why are you here? We... are really destined to meet." The tone of his voice today was unusually good. Could it be that he took the wrong medicine?
"Oh, my mother is in the hospital here, and I'm here to bring her some soup." I don't know why, but every time I see him, my tone of voice becomes faster, and even my heartbeat seems to be twice as fast as usual.
He glanced down at my soup and said, "Then you take the soup in first, and we'll go for a walk in the garden."
I was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned around and went into the ward and put the soup on the table.
"What's wrong with you today? You're so impetuous... Hey, I haven't finished what I'm saying yet..."
Before she could finish her words, I had already rushed out of the ward.
When we strolled into the garden, he didn't say much. I could only think quickly and think of a question: "By the way, you haven't told me why you came to the hospital. Are you sick?"
"It's not me, it's my mother who is sick, I came to see her."
"Oh, that……"
Seeing me hesitating, he explained, "It's not a serious illness. She has not been in good health for a long time. She can't stand the illness and has to go to the hospital all the time. I'm used to it."
"So that's how it is. Poor health needs to be treated. It's hard to treat it in a short period of time. It requires long-term protection and more exercise."
He suddenly stopped, looked at me, smiled slightly, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but didn't.
I asked curiously, "What's wrong? Am I wrong?"
"No, I just felt that maybe you weren't the ostentatious person I thought you were, and I misjudged you before."
I smiled a little embarrassedly, pretending to be open-minded: "Actually, it's not your fault. If there's anyone to blame, then I can only blame my roommate for being too pretty and innocent. I can only risk my life to protect her!"
"So you are quite loyal." He couldn't help laughing.
I turned my head to look at him and thought his smile was really pretty: "Senior Mo, do you come to the hospital often? It must be very tiring. My mom was sick these days and I ran back and forth. It's only been a few days and I feel a little exhausted."
He let out a long sigh and said in a calm and gentle tone: "As long as you get used to it, you won't feel tired. Last time you stopped me from delivering the manuscript, I had just come back from the hospital. I was in a bad mood at that time, and I threw your manuscript all over the floor. I'm sorry." His attitude was sincere, and it was hard to associate him with that day.
Only then did I suddenly understand why he looked so unfriendly at that time. It turned out that Ye Bihan was right.
We cannot tell whether the good is fake or not, and whether the bad is fake or not.
"It's okay. Actually, I was too impulsive that day. I shouldn't have blocked your way so directly and insisted that you read the manuscript. If it were me, I would also think that this person was sick." I suddenly felt full of guilt and wanted to comfort him. "In fact, you don't have to work so hard. Isn't your father still with your mother? You don't have to come every week..."
Before I finished speaking, I suddenly felt the air around me become a little tense. His brows, which had originally relaxed, were tightly furrowed again: "It's getting late. I have to go upstairs and rush back to school later. I'll leave first." Mo Xi nodded hurriedly at me and strode away.
I stood there in a daze, looking at his back as he walked away, feeling an indescribable loneliness.
Maybe he is not what I imagined him to be, arrogant, serious and unkind.
Perhaps without his disguise, he would be as humble and gentle as he is today.
Perhaps he always wears a heavy shell and wraps himself up forcefully in order to avoid any harm.
perhaps……
Perhaps something I said inadvertently today hurt a nerve in him. This man is too sensitive.
dormitory.
I held two flower bouquets and performed cheerleading in the middle of the dormitory, with my own voice-over: "A University will win! Come on A University!"
Ye Bihan covered her ears with disgust on her face, and almost kicked me out of the dormitory: "Cheng Qingtong, it's fine for you to be a logistics support for the competition, but are you going to lend a leg to the cheerleading team?"
I raised my head and pointed my nose at her forehead. "Classmate Ye Bihan, I'm going here for you. Think about it, what can you associate with "school fraternity" and "athletic elite"? "
Ye Bihan: "Cheng Qingtong, what are you thinking about?"
I chuckled, then sat down in front of her with a serious face: "Of course it's a handsome guy. I'm here to watch handsome guys play basketball, and by the way, I'm here to help you find some high-quality guys so I can introduce them to you later."
"Help me find one? Introduce someone to me? Stop using me as a shield. Tell me, what do you need my help with?"
I rolled my eyes at her. She had guessed what I was thinking, and I couldn't hide it any longer, so I just told her directly: "In the class tomorrow morning, if the teacher calls your name, just... answer for me, hehe..."
"I knew you were up to no good."
"It's settled then. I know you're the best."
I am Ye Bihan's personal bodyguard, and she is my answering magic weapon. Our university life has gone very smoothly with our mutual help and care. Since I joined the literature club, I often co-organized activities with other departments, so I gradually got to know more people, and my personality always made it easy for me to get along with everyone. Gradually, my feelings for the literature club were no longer just love, but more of dependence, like a second home besides the dormitory.
My understanding of Mo Xiyi is no longer limited to the surface. Through many contacts, I have gradually touched the softness in his heart and discovered that he is not as cold as we imagined. He just often shuts himself in his own world and is often alone, which makes him a bit withdrawn.
The next morning, the college volleyball match was being prepared in full swing on the volleyball court. The tall beauties of our school's cheerleading team wore shiny clothes, held bouquets in their hands, and smiled from time to time, distracting the staff who were walking back and forth . It was said that the cheerleading team this time were all beauties selected from the art college, and they prepared cheerleading exercises specifically for this competition.
And I, wearing a sports suit and a baseball cap, with boxes of mineral water behind me, was responsible for providing drinking water to the athletes and staff.
While I was still paying attention to the beautiful cheerleaders on the opposite side, my eyes unconsciously stopped on a girl. She had the longest hair, curved eyebrows, and bright eyes like almond kernels. At this time, she actually walked towards me.
The girl greeted me: "Hello, can I have a bottle of water?"
I stared at her for a long time before I realized that she was asking me for water. I slapped my forehead and apologized repeatedly: "Sorry for being distracted. Here's the water!" I handed the water to her, and she took it playfully, shaking her ponytail: "Thank you."
Even the back view makes people linger.
Snap—a finger snap sounded loudly in my ear.
I hated this behavior of interrupting my appreciation of the beauty: "Who is it?" I turned around and saw a boy wearing a baseball cap, staring at me angrily: "Classmate, are you gay?"
"You're the gay!"
"Haha, interesting, get me a bottle of water." His tone was frivolous and his attitude was casual, without any gesture of asking for help.
What I hate most is this kind of scoundrel who likes to order people around at will, so I didn't want to pay attention to him: "Master, don't you have hands? Besides, there are many students from other schools here today. Can you give the school some face and stop embarrassing yourself?"
While I was chattering, he had already impatiently taken out water from the box himself. When he heard this, he sprayed the water all over me.
"You, you, you! Did you do this on purpose? Which college and class are you from?!"
He wiped his mouth with the wrist guard on his wrist: "I'm sorry, classmate, I didn't mean it. It's just that can't you see the team uniform I'm wearing? And you asked me which school I'm from..." After that, he walked away shaking his head.
"I……"
Cheng Qingtong, a man of iron teeth and bronze jaws, actually fell into the hands of a small gangster. God is jealous of such a talented person!
After the whistle blew, the game officially began. It was a competition between University A and Vocational School. Our school's cheerleaders were cheering for the athletes, and the other team's leader was also cheering for their school's people.
The noise became louder and louder, and every time the other team scored, a name would be heard shouting in unison: "Lin Xiaozhu".
Because the other team's voice was so loud, I was attracted by the other team's players and looked closely at the captain.
It turned out to be that little gangster from before!
It turns out his name is Lin Xiaozhu.
Such a person can be the captain.
Such conversations could be heard from time to time.
"Xiaozhu is so handsome."
"He can catch such a difficult ball, it's amazing!"
I just want to say that asking what love is in this world is enough to blind people’s eyes.
During the halftime break, I had to hand out water to the players. When I approached him, he smiled mischievously and said, "Hello, classmate."
I rolled my eyes and ignored his smile, but in fact, his smile was not ugly, it just looked annoying.
The game was finally over, and the head of the logistics department invited us to a restaurant at the school gate for dinner. After drinking a little wine, I felt my face flushed. But I was happy in my heart. This was my first time to participate in the work of the logistics department. Although it was a bit tiring, it was fulfilling and happy. At least I got to see the volleyball players of our school, so it was worth the trip.
I was humming a song as I walked towards the dormitory. When I passed by a grove of trees, I accidentally saw two people hugging each other.
Oh my god!
The boy's arms were tightly wrapped around the girl's waist, and the girl's arms were around the boy's neck...
Although it wasn't me, just seeing this scene made my face even hotter. I immediately hid behind a tree. I didn't want to peek, I was just afraid that the couple would see me and feel embarrassed, so I waited until they were not paying attention before leaving.
But curiosity killed the cat.
I still stuck my head out and took a quick look.
Hey, isn’t this girl the beautiful girl from the cheerleading team?
Isn’t this man the uncultured captain of the opposing team, Lin Xiaozhu?
I quickly looked away and prepared to slip away with the lightest steps I have ever taken.
step……
Two steps...
Three steps...
Before he took the third step, someone grabbed his collar from behind.
"Who are you? It's not very moral to peek at other people. Tell me, do you like me?" He still had that arrogant tone.
I was full of apologies, but after hearing what he said, I felt like vomiting. I slapped his hand away, turned my head, and forced myself to say, "Who likes you? I'm just passing by. Don't take it for granted."
"It 's you again. Why are you haunting me today? You've ruined my mood. You have to think about how to compensate me." His expression was no longer serious, and he started to laugh instead.
I immediately retorted, "I'm haunting you? This is my school. You come to our school and say I'm haunting you. I'm afraid that's a little inappropriate."
"You're quite good at talking. How about this? I just didn't eat enough, and I don't know where the food in your school is good. You can treat me to a meal and pretend nothing happened. You can come to our school to find me if you have any problems in the future. One more friend means one more way."
I think my eyes were about to pop out of my head at that time. Have you ever seen someone treat someone to a meal just for kissing?
"You are so shameless. I am busy and need to go back to the dormitory. I don't have time to waste with you." I wanted to leave, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. For my personal safety, I had to temporarily agree, "Okay, but I'm a little tired today. How about another day?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and readily agreed: "Okay, don't deny it when the time comes, I will come to find you."
I let out a long sigh: "Then let go of your hands!"
"You're blushing? Haha." He laughed unscrupulously, so I quietly walked behind him, kicked him hard, and ran away.
"Cheng Qingtong! You actually kicked me!"
I ran and shouted at him at the top of my lungs: "No, I just slipped!"
I can almost imagine his furious expression at that time, he was so anxious but too lazy to chase me. It was his fault for cheating me out of my meal money.
Lin Xiaozhu, you dare to come to our school to cause trouble. You deserve it.
After returning to the dormitory, Ye Bihan was applying a facial mask on the bed. As soon as I entered the room, I lay down on her bed and lay on her pillow, feeling that all my illnesses were cured.
Ye Bihan pressed the mask with her fingertips, looking relaxed and at ease: "You must be tired. I told you not to go to any social games. Boys are fighting with each other. What's so good about it? You might as well put on a mask and read a book like me. It's so relaxing and free."
At this time, I was still immersed in the incident of Lin Xiaozhu's cheating on me and was feeling resentful towards him. In the end, I couldn't help but tell this story to Ye Bihan.
"Xiao Han, why do you think those girls like such an arrogant guy? Don't they have eyes?"
"Everyone has their own preferences. What does this have to do with you? It's all in the past. If you don't want to think about it, then it's fine, right?"
"Ye Bihan, you don't participate in anything every day. Apart from attending classes, eating, and doing beauty treatments, you just reject those suitors. Aren't you annoyed? Why don't you go out and play more like me? You can also broaden your horizons."
"I'm afraid if I participate too much, you'll have nothing to do."
My heart skipped a beat. Ye Bihan was right. If she participated, I would be left with nothing.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, she thought I took it seriously and patted my forehead: "What are you thinking about! You don't really think I'm interested in those things!" She shook her head and continued, "By the way, I also helped you see your aunt today. She is much better and will be discharged tomorrow. You can go and handle the discharge procedures tomorrow."
"Xiao Han, it seems that I really can't live without you. You are my sweet and caring little cotton-padded jacket!"
The busy day finally ended, but I didn’t go to the literature club all day. I don’t know what arrangements the club has today. I didn’t go. I wonder if Mo Xi knows and whether he would care why I didn’t go.
My thoughts suddenly became confused. I didn't know when he had invaded my life so pervasively, and I was so unprepared that I let him break in.
It was late at night, and the cicadas were chirping in the summer night. I tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, and probably woke up Ye Bihan who was sleeping in the lower bunk.
"Qingtong, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"You didn't sleep either?"
We both laughed at the same time, very quietly, so quietly that only we could hear it.
"Xiao Han, there are so many people who like you, don't you feel moved?"
There was a long silence over there, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas. Her voice was as gentle as the wind: "Being moved should be a very beautiful thing. I don't force this feeling to come. Everything will go naturally. One day, someone will appear. He will make me happy and miss him all the time, and make my heart beat faster and unable to extricate myself. I think this feeling is being moved."
I listened to her deep yearning, and the corners of my mouth rose unconsciously. I thought that there will be such a person in my life eventually.
Afterwards, I heard her shallow breathing, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas in the summer night. With this beautiful wish in mind, my heart couldn't help but feel warm. It turned out that everything was so wonderful.
When love quietly sprouts, you may not know it, and let it grow in your heart.
When he takes root and takes hold in your heart, you realize it's too late to pull him out.