She has little monsters in her pencil case

Sang Wan raised her finger to gently brush her soft lips, and looked at the person opposite.

The shimmering orange cast on the side of the man's face, dyed the delicate eyebrows of the formerly cold man with warmth.

When Sang Wan looked over with slightly surprised eyes, she happened to see Liang Bing's lips. Xueba's lips were thin, which made people feel a little cold.

But it happened that this person who was always cold and cold took advantage of others and secretly kissed him.

Sang Wan raised her eyes and fell into Liang Bing's melting eyes as she was looking at her, with a smile covering her lips with her fingertips.

"How do you know so many places?"

Liang Bing raised the corners of her lips when she heard the words, and her smile set off the shimmering light beside her, it was rare for her to make a joke.

"Probably because I'm a living map?"

Sang Wan was amused by her words, she turned around and leaned against the railing, looking at the afterglow of the sky in the distance.

But her voice became low and a little heavy after laughing.

"Ah Liang, you don't have to make me happy."

Sang Wan knew that she brought her here to make her happy, and even made a joke for the first time.

Her Ah Liang is so serious and doing this alone, but it makes people feel warm and shivering.

Besides, Liang Bing might not feel sad in his heart.

Liang Bing smiled and shook his head, he didn't agree with Sang Wan's words but he didn't say no, he just said.

"As I said, I know many places, and I want to take you there. It's just me and you."

The implication is that I hope you are happy, and I will only coax you alone.

She said it implicitly, but Sang Wan understood it right away, her eyes suddenly became sore, and her eyes became foggy as she was warm and swollen.

This person is always so good, it has been like this from the beginning, from the time when Sang Wan didn't know it.

She accompanied herself silently, comforted herself when she was sad, and guarded her silently when she didn't touch her.

Sang Wan turned her head to look at Liang Bing at the side, tears were rolling in her eyes, she didn't cry in a daze.

But the eyes are blurred.

Like, it's been a long dream for so long.

This dream is a false illusion, but it is all too real.

False is the dismal departure of the little monster.

The real thing was Liang Bing who was guarding her by her side.

Standing opposite was the girl Liang Bing cared about most.

At this time, the other party was looking sad with tears in his eyes, and his eyes were reddish, as if he was leaving in mourning or something.

Liang Bing's eyes were distressed and soft, but he didn't ask anything considerately, but gently patted Sang Wan's head.

"It's okay, it's me."

***

On the other side of that moment, in the alley.

After Li Ruo said that, Zhang Qiyu was stunned, and the movement of propping his arms against the wall was also slightly stiff, unable to say a word.

The big wolfdog who had a serious expression just now was instantly beaten into a silly husky by a word, his face was dumbfounded, and even his eyes were confused.

Li Ruo raised his head and quietly looked at the person who had become stupid all of a sudden, his heart sank gradually.

Then with a sneer, he raised his hand and brushed away Zhang Qiyu's arm propped on the wall, turned around and left.

What is she waiting for.

It wasn't until Zhang Qiyu, who was startled by this action and stayed in place stupidly, came back to his senses.

Hastily raised her head and looked forward, only Li Ruo's back was left for her.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Qiyu quickly ran over, grabbed Li Ruo's hand, and held it tightly in his palm, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Li Ruo was restrained by her all of a sudden, when she looked back, the eye sockets under the lens were still reddish, and her voice was as calm as she could suppress it.

"Anything else?"

"me..."

It was she who boldly grabbed someone's hand, and she was the one who stuttered at the moment, Zhang Qiyu swallowed, "You mean, you like me?"

Then he pointed to his nose in disbelief, "Me?"

this person.

It's so stupid that people can't speak.

The words were so obvious, yet she still came to ask.

Looking at the helpless face of the opposite person, Zhang Qiyu was still in surprise, "Really?"

Li Ruo obviously became a little impatient when he asked these questions one after another.

I've said it so clearly, but you still ask, are you here to humiliate me?

If I didn't like you, would I take your rag-like scarf as a treasure and carry it all winter?

If I don't like you, will I just give you a small tutorial?

If I didn't like you, would I be jealous of Xia Wen for nothing, and say some uncool things?

But Zhang Qiyu is always so careless that people don't know what she really thinks in her heart, so Li Ruo thinks it's her unrequited love that has never responded, so she suddenly explodes and asks this person to stay away from her.

It was because he was afraid that he would fall into her tenderness.

But in fact, he couldn't help but yearn for her tenderness.

Thinking of this, it feels like a stalk is stuck in the throat, as if all the sad emotions are blocked in the heart.

Li Ruo wanted to pull away Zhang Qiyu's hand, but failed.

She turned her head and glared at the man who was holding her wrist.

"It's all clear, you should go, why are you still holding on to me!"

"Don't let it go."

"What did you say...!"

Li Ruo didn't finish his sentence, and then his eyes opened slightly in surprise, and he was dragged forward a small step.

Because the person who had grabbed her wrist just now let go, and then opened his arms, hugging her in a surprising way.

The force used by the other party was very light and cautious, as if holding some fragile treasure.

Li Ruo knew that if she wanted to, she could break free with a light struggle, but at this moment she had no strength to break free.

So she heard the hazy voice of the person holding her next to her ear, the voice trembling a little, full of joy and disbelief.

It was as if a pie had fallen from the sky and hit her on the head.

"I also, I thought it was just me who was secretly in love with you all this time. You may not know how much courage I took when I held your hand that night when the power went out."

You may not know how panicked I was when I saw you hurt.

You may not know how much I like you.

What Zhang Qiyu said was a little confusing, but Li Ruo still understood.

To sum it up in one sentence, I like you too.

So all of a sudden, all the qi stuck in the heart dissipated, and turned into a crisp, numb itching.

This time, Li Ruo was stunned.

***

The sun is sinking to the west, and the sunset is gone.

It is also time to go home.

Sang Wan and Liang Bing walked side by side on the way home, the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

After Liang Bing's reassurance, Sang Wan's mood improved a lot, at least she no longer had any melancholy on her face.

It was getting dark now, and the two of them had reached the intersection of Sang Wan's house. Although they were a little bit reluctant, it was time to separate.

Sang Wan turned sideways and smiled at the people around her, gentle and gentle.

"Ah Liang, go back quickly, it's getting dark, remember to send me a message when you get home, otherwise I won't worry."

Liang Bing nodded, because the other party's concern eyes were warm, and then he was going to say some comforting words to make her not worry too much.

But at this moment, a shout suddenly came from not far away, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"Late night!"

It was a thick, middle-aged male voice, who could easily discern the surprise in just two words, and immediately attracted the attention of the two people at the intersection.

Sang Wan was still curious when she looked back in response, but when she saw the man's face in the next second, her face darkened immediately.

You know, Sang Wan has always been a gentle person, smiling at everyone, it's rare to see her like this.

Sang Wan wasn't in a good mood at first, but now it's even worse.

She first gave Liang Bing an ugly smile, "Ah Liang, I'll go up first."

Then he nodded at the man again, politely alienated, "Hello."

With an indifferent attitude, he used an honorific title, and then left directly.

The man could not help shouting when he saw Sang Wan's face was happy when he came back.

As a result, seeing Sang Wan's attitude now, he couldn't help being a little at a loss, but it was also expected.

Since then, Sang Wan was not stopped, and she was allowed to go upstairs.

So after a while, only Liang Bing and the man were left downstairs.

The man looked up at the upstairs, his back was a little lonely.

Liang Bing hadn't left yet, looking thoughtfully at the man's figure.

Liang Bing had met this person before, or twice.

It was the first time, unknown to anyone, that she and Sang Wan met for the first time.

The second time was when Liang Bing saw Sang Wan arguing with a man upstairs.

After a while, the man also came back to his senses, turned around and saw Liang Bing standing behind him, smiled bitterly.

"Hi, may I ask that you are Wan Wan's classmate?"

"Ah."

Liang Bing nodded.

"Excuse me, what happened tonight?"

"She's in a bad mood."

"what happened?"

Hearing this, the man seemed a little nervous, and quickly asked, "Did something happen?"

How should I put it, Wan Wan pays more attention to her pen than she imagined.

Liang Bing pondered for a moment before answering.

"Because the pen is broken."

"Pen?"

The man froze for a moment, "What pen?"

"My pen."

This time the man was not taken aback, as if he had reacted.

He frowned, accepted this absurd statement, and didn't ask any more questions.

Because he didn't need to know why Sang Wan felt sad because of the pen, maybe Sang Wan didn't want him to know either.

And he also knew Sang Wan, he knew that the child had always been a gentle and sensitive person, maybe this pen was quite important.

So he just needs to know that Sang-wan will be happy if the pen is fixed.

This is enough.

So the man raised his head and looked at Liang Bing; "Can you show me? That pen, maybe I can find someone to fix it."

Liang Bing was a little surprised by these words, and looked up at the decadent middle-aged man in front of him.

There was a faint guess in her heart, but she still asked.

"excuse me, you are?"