Wangyun

Lunch break.

Students who voluntarily stay in school are quietly studying in the classroom.

Song Qing is a boarding student and a class committee member, and today it's her turn to manage the lunch break discipline of the class.

Zhang Shenyun was sitting next to the lecture table, bowing her head and writing knowledge points. Song Qing was sitting on the podium, looking at the book, but couldn't help but drift her mind to the person who was only two steps away from her.

She is very happy every time it is her turn to be on duty.

I have been looking forward to it since the end of the last shift, looking forward to the next shift.

In the eyes of other class committees, being on duty may be a very boring and troublesome thing. You have to write a duty record, you can’t sleep during your lunch break, and you have to arrive early in the morning to count the number of latecomers.

But in Song Qing's view, as long as it's her turn to be on duty, it's a happier time than a holiday.

Vacation would take her further away, while duty would allow her to roam the classroom at will, allow her to take roll calls, and allow her to... be closer to her.

Especially today, she is happier.

Because of the change of seats this week, Zhang Shenyun was assigned to the podium, so that she could sit here and watch her for a long time. After all, if she was far away, it was not good for her to keep walking, which would disturb others rest and study.The time came slowly, and the students in the class put down their pens to rest. No matter how important they are to study, necessary rest is still necessary. Confucius once said a word: If you don’t sleep in the morning, you will collapse in the afternoon. Mencius also said: Confucius is right right.

Especially in such a hot summer, the afternoon classes always make people feel drowsy and boring.

No one moved.

The classroom was quiet, only the pointer moving, the fan spinning round and round, and the sound of Song Qing's heart beating wildly.

Putting down the pen she had been pinching for a long time, Song Qing carefully moved her eyes to the person who was sleeping on her stomach.

Then she quickly glanced at all the classmates in the classroom, and after making sure that no one noticed her movements, she looked at Zhang Shenyun with confidence and boldness.

Maybe it's because they seem to be at odds with each other. From the beginning, when they were just ordinary classmates, they didn't have much contact with each other, and the teacher wouldn't put them together.As for being at the same table with Zhang Shenyun, just thinking about this kind of thing makes Song Qing blush. If there is such a day...she might even laugh in bed. If Zhang Shenyun is her tablemate, then It means that every day's life is no longer a monotonous repetition, every day she can understand her better, and every day is full of expectations.

Even sharing an eraser with her would make her happy.

Thinking about it, Song Qing, who has always been called a cold-faced person, couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, her eyes were crooked, smiling, twinkling like a little star.

Zhang Shenyun's face was facing the podium, his eyelashes were long, like the thin wings of a butterfly resting in the center of a flower, fluttering with the frequency of breathing.The exposed half of the side face has smooth lines and a fair complexion with a natural reddish tinge.

So beautiful, so beautiful.

If you kiss me, it must feel great...

!!!

Song Qing woke up suddenly. At this time, she was already squatting quietly in front of Zhang Shenyun's desk, and she could even smell her breath.

But seeing Zhang Shenyun's peaceful sleeping face, Song Qing couldn't help but want to get closer.

She had never been this close to her before.

She is light, just one touch, like a hair brushing against the cheek, it will be fine.

Holding her breath, Song Qing put her hands on the table, stood up a little, and slowly approached Zhang Shenyun.

A second before the kiss, she seemed to see signs of rolling under Zhang Shenyun's eyelids.

Won't wake up?

But at the moment when she really kissed, the excitement in Song Qing's heart turned into an ocean and drowned her reason, and she didn't care about anything.

Almost instantly, Song Qing backed away quickly, lowered her head and exhaled quietly.

But before she breathed out, she looked up and saw Zhang Shenyun, who was sleeping soundly, sitting up straight, with a clear expression, looking at her in surprise.

Song Qing's brain froze immediately.

She... got it...

How, how...how?

How to do? !

It's over... If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be so bold...

How to do……

Her eyes followed Zhang Shenyun's in a daze, watching her walk to the door, she had recovered her calm posture, and even waved at her.

Song Qing's brain, which had lost the ability to think, started slowly.

She followed like a ghost.

When he came to the toilet, Zhang Shenyun walked to the last box, where the cleaning tools were placed, and there was no pit.

Song Qing didn't move forward.

After a short journey, she was fully awake.

What followed was overwhelming fear and panic.

If it is just that the crush knows that she likes the other person, maybe the average girl will have more expectations besides being shy and apprehensive.

Will he recognize himself?

How did he think that he didn't reject me...

He usually smiles nicely at me, very gentle...

Could it be that he also just likes me...?

But when Song Qing came here, she couldn't think of anything other than great despair.

She didn't do anything...

She has worked very hard, but she just can't control herself. How can she control the desire to get closer to the person she likes... If possible, she would rather like Su Jie than Zhang Shenyun. !

Why let her be discovered, what will she think of herself, what to do... This is a nightmare, right?

If it's a dream, why don't you wake up!

Song Qing stood outside the cubicle, her thoughts were chaotic and she couldn't extricate herself.

Zhang Shenyun stood inside, looked at her for a while, and said softly, "Song Qing, come in, I have something to tell you."

Song Qing became even more panicked for a moment.

Clenching her fists, she gritted her teeth and told herself, "Don't be afraid, hold on... No matter what she says, hold on."

Step by step, she walked into the compartment.

Zhang Shenyun leaned over, Song Qing's whole body was stiffened by the light scent on her body, but she just locked the door lock.

Song Qing breathed a sigh of relief when the smell left.

This compartment is not too big, and there are a lot of tools, so the space for two tall girls standing in it is a bit cramped.

Zhang Shenyun straightened her thoughts, and she was also shocked, but seeing Song Qing's attitude, she couldn't put pressure on her to question her.

Just calmly said: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Qing bowed her head and said nothing.

Zhang Shenyun frowned: "Although I know it's a bit weird and narcissistic to ask like this, I still have to ask clearly."

She asked word by word: "You, do you like me?"

Song Qing trembled all over, clenched her fists more tightly, but said in a low voice, "Yes..."

The voices are a little off.

Zhang Shenyun got the expected answer, but he was not happy.

To be honest, she didn't think there was anything to be proud of being told so frankly, especially when that person was the same sex she always thought she didn't like.

A little troublesome.

"I have a boyfriend, you know about that, right?"

Song Qing covered her mouth with her hand and nodded.

Seeing her in such distress, Zhang Shenyun couldn't say any harsh words.

It is difficult for her who has always been considerate and gentle to others to persecute others, let alone someone who likes her.

To continue talking about such a topic is to rely on other people's liking to stab a knife in other people's hearts.

Sighing, Zhang Shenyun stretched out his hand to gently caress Song Qing's side face, forcing her to look up.

Seeing that her eyes were full of tears, there were already mottled tears on her face.

I have never seen Song Qing so closely before, but I found that she has a pair of really beautiful eyes, even with tears in her eyes, they are as clear and soft as a pool of spring water melting into ice.

My heart softened at once.

Taking a step forward, he gently hugged the girl who was two centimeters shorter than him, stroking her back up and down to comfort her.

The voice is also as soft as possible: "Do you really like me so much... What's so good about me, are you stupid?"

Song Qing couldn't control herself anymore, she let go of her arms and hugged the person who made her go from heaven to hell, almost crying, "I just like you!"

"You are good everywhere... everything is good... I just like you..."

"Like, like you..."

"Silly also likes... hiccup... likes you..."

At the back, crying until hiccupping, Song Qing was still sobbing and wiping her tears, saying those few words over and over again.

She knew that this was her only chance to express her heart to the person she liked.

Zhang Shenyun smiled, laughing at her childishness.

Touch her long hair, step back a little, and end the hug.

"You hear what I'm telling you now."

"Um, hiccup...um."

"I haven't had any problems with Su Jie so far, so it's impossible to break up with him."

"……I know."

"What you did and said to me today, I can pretend that I don't know, we are still classmates."

"..."

"If you really can't accept it, you can continue to maintain your attitude and just ignore me."

"..."

"In the end, I won't tell anyone about it. Don't worry, when you find someone you really like in the future, you don't have to feel embarrassed about it."

"...embarrassed?"

Song Qing, who was silent for a long time, looked up at her.

With red eye circles, and with an unacceptable expression, he looked at her for a while, then turned around and opened the door lock, slammed the door and left.

Leaving Zhang Shenyun holding his forehead helplessly, she was only thinking of her, fearing that she would feel sorry for her because of this incident in the future... How can she be so tempered?

After entanglement for so long, the bell rang at the end of the lunch break.

Zhang Shenyun tidied up her dress and herringbone long hair, and opened the door to leave the toilet.