Follow suit

Wen Chaoan and Zhou Rong went to play golf for three days in a row.

These few days are the driest days in August. Wen Chaoan didn't play once. He sat in the shadow of the building and drank water every day. He was still sweating profusely, not to mention Zhou Rong and Yu Dongzi who played from noon to afternoon. up.

On the morning of the fourth day, Liu Tianheng finally couldn't stand the heat, so he asked Wen Chaoan if he wanted to go to the library to turn on the air conditioner, or any other place, anyway, indoors.

Wen Chaoan couldn't yearn too much for the library, so he nodded immediately, and the two parted ways with Zhou Rong and the others.

Wen Chaoan has a small notebook with him, and he will take it with him whenever he goes to the library.

In addition to recording the title of the book, the small book also has the function of extracting and creating.This is a habit he has developed since he was a child. After reading each book, he has some insights. He likes to write these many feelings into small poems and record them.

When Liu Tianheng saw this book, it was like seeing a treasure. He wanted to hold it in his arms, read it, and discuss it with Wen Chaoan.

At the beginning, Wen Chaoan still felt a little ashamed, but soon, he was attracted by Liu Tianheng's thoughts and feelings, and felt that he could hear a lot of new insights from here, which was also a kind of learning.

Both of them felt that they had found a confidant, and they chatted all morning, sitting in a small corner of the library, not daring to disturb others, like two little mice chatting quietly.

This made Lu Qiansong suffer.

Lu Qiansong didn't have a deep relationship with the library. If it wasn't for the fact that he was in a hurry to go to the toilet that day and happened to come here, he might never go in in his life, but it was because of this coincidence that he met Wen Chaoan again.

From somewhere, Lu Qiansong saw that Wen Chaoan was different from himself. He was a frequent visitor. He came here for three days without even thinking about it. He found a seat where he could see the gate, and sat there from opening to closing. Just to catch this little fish I haven't seen a few times.

But fate doesn't mean something happens, and meeting by chance doesn't mean meeting him when he wants to. In the past three days, he didn't even see half a person.

In the same way, of course, when fate comes, you have to be caught off guard. Lu Qiansong is about to give up, but who knows that the person who was waiting appeared in front of him just like that when he turned his head.

Fate, I really have a fate with this little brother.

Lu Qiansong thought, it must be a great fate.

He took a book casually, intending to get close to the two of them, and stood behind the bookshelf a few meters away from them, poking his head to look at it from time to time.But he didn't expect that Xueba can really keep his posture unchanged for several hours while reading a book, like two big rocks that don't understand human feelings, and he has to see them forever.

Lu Qiansong stood on the bookshelf for almost 10 minutes, looking forward to seeing through, but he couldn't wait for the two stones to move.

What am I doing here?Lu Qiansong thought, why not just go out and say hello?

He and Wen Chaoan have met three times, although each time they met by chance and coincidence, they can still be said to be familiar, and even if they are close friends with Wen Chaoan, he and Liu Tianhang are not new.Liu Tianheng is the primary school bully in his grade, one grade lower than him. He once represented the first year of junior high school in a math competition, and he was the representative of the second year of junior high school. At that time, he took the car with Liu Tianheng to the exam.

So it's okay, just say hello.

Lu Qiansong, who has always been cheerful and informal, stepped half a foot out, but before he could finish it, he retracted it as if his hoof was scalded.

No, no, he thought, what kind of friendship is the friendship that has been in the same car, and it has been two years since then, isn't it still not even a nodding acquaintance?If he went out so rashly, wouldn't everyone know that his goal was the little brother named Chaoan?

Lu Qiansong stood behind the bookshelf, holding the book "How to make someone you love fall in love with you", and encountered difficulties in the matter of "how to talk to someone you care about".

Say this again.

Wen Chaoan held a reddish-brown hardcover book in his hand, read it for a while, and then stopped suddenly, as if he wanted to write something in the book, but he picked up the pen and didn't know how to put it down.He tapped his chin with the pen, hesitantly, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and slowly turned his gaze to the distance - from the place where he was sitting, he could see the first floor downstairs, where people were coming and going, obviously it was a book There are not only people in the restaurant, but there are also people walking in a hurry, and some people are talking and laughing.

Wen Chaoan took a pen and tapped on the paper.

From Lu Qiansong's angle, he could see the profile of the young boy.

Wen Chaoan grew up in the countryside. He is not as refined as the children in the city, but he can be regarded as fair and clean, especially after living in the city for half a month. With Mama Wen making clothes for him, he looks clean and fresh, and his speech is not special. Restrained, he is not at all the same as the little boy who was so nervous and startled in the restaurant a year ago.

His side face is very good-looking, quite thin, with some edges and corners. This kind of appearance generally feels like playing basketball outdoors and sweating. A wicked smile on the sidelines can make girls scream crazily.

But Wen Chaoan is not that kind of person, he likes, likes to be quiet, it is rare to have such a face matched with his temperament, he is the type that is hard to look away once he notices it.

especially……

An almost confused look appeared on Wen Chaoan's face, he suddenly lowered his head and began to write on the paper.

Lu Qiansong inexplicably felt that he was lonely at this moment, he suddenly wanted to stand up, walk over, and see what kind of words he wrote.

"Chao'an."

Liu Tianheng clicked on the tabletop, and attracted Wen Chaoan to look at him. He whispered, "I'll go downstairs to change a copy, and I'll be right back."

Wen Chaoan was taken aback: "Have you finished reading this book?"

Liu Tianheng nodded, got up and left his seat.

Wen Chaoan's thoughts seemed to be interrupted, and he returned to his usual state. He watched Liu Tianheng go downstairs and twisted his stiff neck, which had been motionless for a long time. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure and was startled——Lu Qian Song didn't know when he was standing behind him.

Wen Chaoan looked surprised: "..."

How come it's like a ghost story.

Lu Qiansong: "..."

He didn't know when he came out.

"You..." It was actually Wen Chaoan who spoke first, but he didn't say another word.

He originally wanted to ask him why he was here, but then he thought that he saw Lu Qiansong in the library last time, maybe this person himself is a favorite person, like a chain, Wen Chaoan remembered what he had heard from Zhou Rong before. Regarding the rumors about Lu Qiansong, it seems that he is indeed a good student with excellent morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor.

A question suddenly popped up in Wen Chaoan's mind: There should be no reason for such a student to repeat the grade, so why on earth is he in the same class as us?

Neither of them spoke, so Lu Qiansong recovered his language system, and choked out a sentence: "What a coincidence."

No, it's not a coincidence that he waited for three and a half days!

Once Lu Qiansong said the first sentence, it would not be difficult to speak later. He sat next to Wen Chaoan, glanced at his notebook, and asked softly, "Are you there?"

Wen Chaoan nodded.

"Taking notes?"

Wen Chaoan hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

"Can I see it?"

Wen Chaoan was afraid that he would say that, and he didn't like anyone who said that. In the past, at school, someone would borrow his notebook to read, or stand behind him to watch him study and take notes, and even smiled and said "Hello Seriously," this made Wen Chaoan feel annoyed, although he couldn't say why.

But Lu Qiansong seemed to be different from those people.He didn't hate it, he smiled at Wen Chaoan, and Wen Chaoan became nervous. This kind of nervousness was actually similar to the feeling of shame just now, but he had calmed down before, but the person next to him changed from Liu Tianheng to Lu Qiansong, and Wen Chaoan couldn't do it anymore. up.

I feel like I don't know where to put my hands and feet, or even how to pick up the book, or how to hand it out.

In the end, half of the book was handed out, so Wen Chaoan had no choice but to tell himself that he wanted to read it, so I'll show it to him.

With this in mind, Wen Chaoan pushed the notebook to the side again, and the plastic leather case made a soft "rustling" sound on the table, as if rubbing against a person's heart. Wen Chaoan felt that the part of his heart was very hot, and his heart beat so fast.

"Your handwriting is so... so cute."

Lu Qiansong was slightly surprised.

Wen Chaoan has a clean and academic temperament, so Lu Qiansong subconsciously thinks that his handwriting should be beautiful, but he didn't expect it to be as round and lovely as this kind of handwriting.

Lu Qiansong met Wen Chaoan three times and met him face to face twice. Every time Wen Chaoan was very introverted, quiet and gentle.At first, Lu Qiansong paid attention to him only because he was good-looking and soft-tempered, but after experiencing the "toilet paper delivery incident", he felt that he was not as shy and cramped as he appeared on the surface, because he was really afraid of life, and he might be regarded as a He didn't see him go away, so Lu Qiansong guessed that he should be very nice, belonging to the type who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, with his own style, like... like a small green pine.

So seeing this round font, Lu Qiansong felt that it was quite... quite unexpected.

In other words, there may not be any cute people in Xiaoqingsong. Aren't people still upright?Wen Chao'an should be the most beautiful among them.

Lu Qiansong smiled at him, and pushed the notebook back a little: "You like seeing you in the library."

Wen Chaoan had only been here twice in total, and met him every time. He felt that he was still inferior to Lu Qiansong, so he shook his head: "No, I've only been here twice."

Lu Qiansong nodded casually, and was about to ask him what his name was, when he suddenly heard a small vibrating sound of the phone——Wen Chaoan's phone rang.

Liu Tianheng asked Wen Chaoan to go to the front desk, saying that there was a book and he didn't know how to choose.

Wen Chaoan thought for a while, and hesitantly asked Lu Qiansong to look at things for him.

Of course Lu Qiansong agreed, and then Wen Chaoan quickly left with his phone in his arms.

Lu Qiansong was free and all he wanted to know was his name. After thinking about it, he felt that Wen Chaoan would always tell him his name when he became a classmate and met many times, but he was a little impatient, thinking that Wen Chaoan would allow him just now. I've already read this book, so sneaking to the front shouldn't be regarded as unauthorized reading.

After positioning himself in this way, Lu Qiansong opened the title page, but it was flat and nothing was written on it, and there was no Wen Chaoan's name anywhere. He searched to no avail, so he had to turn the book back to the original page and put it away.

Just like this, a line of words hit Lu Qiansong's eyes——

"I just stood there and watched my whole life."

Lu Qiansong's fingers paused, and the side face of a young boy appeared in his mind.

Sitting on his seat, he couldn't help looking in the direction Wen Chaoan had just looked at, and saw people coming and going in the lobby on the first floor, like many little ants, busy with their own affairs.Lu Qiansong looked down at the line again, and for some reason, suddenly felt a heavy heart.

Obviously he didn't know what Wen Chaoan had gone through, he didn't know Wen Chaoan at all, and even his name was still in the stage of sneaking around.

But when he saw this line of words, Lu Qiansong felt that he seemed to be affected by something.

Lu Qiansong's fingers touched the line of words again.

Chaoan... what kind of person is he?

He suddenly wanted to know.