She has little monsters in her pencil case

"what?"

In front of the forest where the green branches and leaves were blowing with the breeze, Liang Bing's slightly misty voice sounded. It was different from the gentle soothing voice when he was hugging Sang Wan just now, and he was completely unresponsive.

Sang Wan buried herself in the man's neck and rubbed gently, with a bit of cat-like softness, yearning for the warmth of the man.

After feeling Liang Bing's reaction, she hugged him and smiled softly, because the voice of acting coquettishly at this moment was slightly hazy.

"Do you remember? When I first started school, I asked you, and I said, the pen in your pen case can talk."

"You didn't have a letter then, do you remember?"

Saying that, Sang Wan raised her little head buried in the other party's neck, her arms were still around Liang Bing's waist, and she looked up at Liang Bing's eyes.

Her eyes were sincere and clear, she didn't seem to be joking at all, and after experiencing the story just now, Liang Bing didn't feel that Sang Wan was in the mood to tell some jokes here.

It's just that this matter is a bit unbelievable, even Liang Bing, who has always been calm and calm, couldn't help but froze for a while before recovering his voice.

She blinked her eyes under the lens, and looked down into Sang Wan's sincere eyes.

"So, you're saying that the pen my grandpa gave me can talk?"

A pen that can talk?

What is this, a little monster?

"Ah."

But Sang Wan nodded very seriously.

Then I felt that this person was still calm but a little stunned. The reaction was a little funny, and I buried it in the neck of the person again, thinking that she was so cute and rubbed against her.

Liang Bing subconsciously stretched out his hand to embrace her, and raised his finger to gently stroke Fusangwan's back, as if smoothing the fur of a cat.

Thoughts are gradually active.

In fact, she had guessed it a long time ago. Ever since the day the pen broke, when Sang Wan looked at it as if talking to someone, Liang Bing felt that there seemed to be some bond between her girlfriend and her pen that she didn't know about.

It's just that she didn't ask.

One is that Sang Wan was already sad, and she didn't want to open that wound again.Second, she respected and understood Sang Wan enough. If this person really wanted to talk, he would tell her.

Just like right now.

It's just that Liang Bing didn't expect the truth to be so mysterious.

"Then why didn't I hear it speak?"

Liang Bing asked.

"Because it seems that only I can hear it speak, do you believe it?"

Sang Wan let go of Liang Bing's hand and looked up at her again.

Such an absurd thing, I casually said something, Ah Liang actually believed it?

You know, even if I heard the voice of the little monster, it took me a long time to get out of the shock.

How could this person believe it so easily?

Hearing the question in Sang Wan's words, Liang Bing smiled, rubbed Sang Wan's head, and looked at her tenderly.

"I also said it at the time. If you say it, I will believe it."

The sudden sore nose made Sang Wan speechless for a while.

The other party's complete trust in her is like a deep blue sea, like a clear breeze, accompanying her and warming her all the time.

Sang Wan pursed the corners of her lips and smiled lightly, but it tasted slightly bitter.

"If only you could talk to it too, you should."

"Oh, by the way, I haven't told you yet, but it even gave itself a name called Cheap."

I remember this, Liang Xueba has a very good memory, she remembered that Sang Wan called this name the day the pen broke.

So this further proves that this thing that sounds absurd may actually be true.

However, Liang Bing twitched the corners of his lips.

The name is quite coquettish, why doesn't it follow its owner at all?

Then Liang Bing suddenly remembered something, lowered his head to look at Sang Wan, the fingers clasped on the back of the man's head paused slightly, and his voice was a little tight when he spoke again.

"Then you have communicated with it for a long time?"

"Well, it started right after the third year of high school."

Liang Bing paused.

"Then it didn't speak ill of me, did it?"

"Pfft."

Sang Wan burst out laughing. Does the co-author not care about a little monster appearing in her pencil case, but worry about whether her image will be damaged?

Sang Wan looked at her amusedly: "No, it praises you every day and chases me for you."

"what?"

Liang Bing felt a little surprised.

Co-author, she also has a little assist expert?

And this little expert has long been lurking beside his crush?

Thinking of this, even Liang Bing couldn't help feeling a little funny, the gentle breeze made her laughing voice soft.

"I really want to see it."

"Ah."

Sang Wan's voice was gentle and full of longing, "You should see it once."

"Will be fine."

Liang Bing patted her head.

"Will be fine."

Sang Wan also said a sentence lightly, as if to comfort herself, but also with hope in her heart.

She took Liang Bing's hand, "Then let me tell you a story about little cheapie?"

"it is good."

Following Liang Bing's low reply, the two of them held hands and turned around, walked like a road in front of a nursing home, and left slowly.

The evening breeze sends their backs away, and Sang Wan's gentle voice can be heard in the air.

That was her telling Liang Bing the story of that pen.

Telling the other party that she is never alone.

Telling the other party, the ancestors' longing for her, and the pen's love for her.

And her love for her.

Will be fine.

Isn't it.

***

"Okay, then the seats are arranged like this this time. Now it's class time, everyone should study by themselves first, and then change seats after class."

As the voice of the head teacher standing on the podium fell, the class gradually became noisy, and everyone whispered what was in their hearts.

The students were caught off guard by this sudden, but expected seat-changing attack.

"OK OK."

The head teacher knocked on the table, "Be quiet and study hard."

With the teacher's order, the voices in the class faded away, but there were still students who were unwilling to give up and chatted.

Sang Wan looked at the seating chart neatly written on the blackboard, and couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed, and couldn't cheer up.

Then subconsciously looked to the side, but couldn't help laughing out loud.

nothing else.

Because sitting next to her, at an arm's length away, her deskmate seemed to be in a much worse mood than her.

In the past, the person who was cold and indifferent, and the face of Taishan collapsed in front of him without changing his face, now his face is dark and gloomy, with a solid ice floating on his face, as cold as a person.

No matter how ugly his face is.

Seeing her like this, Sang Wan felt less blocked in her heart, and quietly reached out to touch the back of the man's white hand that was placed on the table, with a gentle and soothing voice.

"It's okay, it's just that the seat has been adjusted, and it's not that we don't meet each other."

Liang Bing was quite bold, sensing her movement, he immediately grabbed Sang Wan's slender palm with his backhand and held it in his palm.

Then he turned his face away, still unhappy.

"I don't want to be separated from you."

This sentence is full of dissatisfaction, and there is even a little bit of grievance when you distinguish it carefully. There is only one sentence leaked between the lines and the ugly face.

'I don't want to just break up with you. '

As if being coquettish.

Sang Wan glanced at the seating chart on the blackboard again, and comforted her with a smile: "Actually, it's not bad for you and Li Ruo to sit together."

"Do not."

Liang Bing immediately declined without even thinking about it, "I just want to be with you."

It's really difficult for someone who is always wise and calm to twist, but she just wants to cling to herself, which makes people want to laugh and warm.

"But..."

Sang Wan thought about it and was about to start coaxing people.

But the head teacher has already decided on the seat table.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he just opened his lips and uttered two words, and the hurried bell rang to interrupt Sang Wan's words.

What followed were the cheers and noise from the surrounding students, as well as their plans to quickly change seats and go home for the weekend.

There was a moment of chaos in the classroom, some were happy and some were reluctant to be at the same table, but more often it was the sound of moving the table already in action.

So, Sang Wan smiled helplessly and retracted her words.

Today is the third weekend in April, because the class teacher was delayed by something and did not change seats when the school started, so this is probably the last time to change seats in my senior year of high school.

And this time the class seat chart is personally arranged by the class teacher, it is completely based on the grades, it is extremely fair

It just made Sang Wan helpless, and what Liang Bing was unhappy about was that their seats were moved away this time, which also meant that they couldn't be at the same table.

Instead, Liang Bing, the first grader, and Li Ruo, the second grader, sat together.

Sang Wan was at the same table with Xiaopang, and Zhang Qiyu was placed in the front row alone.

They are all very good locations, but just like the Golden Triangle, they are all quite far away.

Liang Bing's face was stinky, but in the end he helped Sang Wan move the table over.

When he put down the table with a "bang", he took advantage of the opportunity to give Wang Xiaopang a look.

It made Wang Xiaopang not know what he did wrong, he just shivered.

Sang Wan stood aside with her book in her hand, looking at this man with a childish temper that made her want to laugh.

Throwing the book on the table casually, Sang Wan turned to hold the man's hand, scratched her palm twice, and comforted her.

"Don't be unhappy, I invite you to eat ice cream, okay? Are you going?"

The palms felt slightly itchy, and the coquettish voice was soft and waxy. Putting these two together hits the heart directly.

Liang Bing grabbed Sang Wan's mischievous fingers, looked at the smiling person in front of him, and nodded helplessly.

Today is Friday, earlier Sang Wan heard the news from her father, saying that Jianjian had been sent to a pensmith for repair, but because the damage was too severe, it might take a long time.

Oh, and also.

Last weekend, after Sang Wan and the others learned about grandma's story, they also reported it.

After the students knew about it, they no longer panicked about traveling, and even many people spontaneously organized to see grandma.

It is also a good thing, at least the elderly will not be so lonely.

Because of this, after today's holiday, everyone felt relieved, and they got together in small groups to eat and play nearby, and the classroom was gone in a short while.

After Sang Wan and Liang Bing made an appointment to leave, Xiao Pang was glared at by Xueba inexplicably and ran away depressed.

After a while, there was no one in the class and it became quiet.

But Li Ruo is still there, because there are some materials that the teacher asked for that have not been sorted out.

She was sitting in her seat, wearing her black-rimmed glasses, looking at the things on the table, serious and quiet.

She didn't think of anything until she had been busy for a while, the materials in her hand were about to be finished, and the whole floor was quiet.

He lowered his head and looked at his feet, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Isn't it uncomfortable for you to sit like this?"

Turns out she wasn't alone.

"It's not uncomfortable."

The answering voice was cheerful, sunny, carefree, and full of joy, "I feel happy just looking at you."

Not surprisingly, it was Zhang Qiyu.

At this moment, she was holding the basketball at Li Ruo's feet, and she didn't think it was dirty, so she just sat on the basketball and stood next to Li Ruo, holding her face and looking at her.

Li Ruo looked down at her and smiled.

"I guess it will take a while here, so you might as well go play."

Originally, Zhang Qiyu had a game today, but he didn't go to accompany Li Ruo.

But hearing what Li Ruo said, Zhang Qiyu shook his head.

"I'm not going!"

How important is it to accompany a wife to a group of elders!

Moreover, after saying that sentence, Zhang Qiyu hummed twice.

"I'm not happy, I want to sit with you."

Li Ruo turned her head back with a smile, and continued to sort out the materials: "Then you have to do better than Liang Bing in the exam."

"have to."

One sentence discouraged Zhang Qiyu, "Who can compare to monsters?"

Hearing this, Li Ruo kept arranging the materials with one hand, and patted her head with the other hand: "Good boy."

Zhang Qiyu was not very satisfied, she raised her finger and pointed to her heart.

"But here, it's still so sad."

Li Ruo turned her head, looked down at her and smiled.

"Then treat you to Shuangpi Nai later?"

"I don't eat that, I want other comforts."

"what?"

"Come here and I'll tell you."

When the other party said this, Li Ruo didn't have any doubts, so he leaned in front of her undefended.

But when she just leaned over, unexpectedly, Zhang Qiyu stepped forward a little bit, and boldly stepped forward, covering Li Ruo's lips so accurately, taking away the fragrance between the lips. sweet.

This was really surprising, Li Ruo was startled for a moment, then her eyes grew and she wanted to push her away.

Pity it didn't work.

Instead, Zhang Qiyu, who had predicted it earlier, raised his hand to hold the back of his head and pushed him back, deepening the kiss.

Separated for a while.

Zhang Qiyu chuckled, because the kiss just now sounded a bit hoarse, and sighed contentedly in Li Ruo's ear.

"What I want is this."

On the other side, Sang Wan brought Liang Bing to the drink shop early, but there were not many people in the shop.

Sang Wan and the others sat on the high stools in the shop when they got the ice cream.

Liang Bing stirred the strawberry jam in the glass, still feeling unhappy.

After thinking for a while, she raised her head and looked at Sang Wan beside her.

"Wanwan, do you want to sit with me?"

"Eh?"

Sang Wan raised her head when she heard the words, and then smiled, "Of course."

Do you still need to think about this question?

In the third year of high school, she changed her seat twice, and she always wanted to sit with Liang Bing.

However, last time it was because of cheapness.

This time, it was because of her Ah Liang.

***

So, next Monday.

Zhang Qiyu sat alone in the front row.

Afterwards, she looked back at Liang Bing, who had fulfilled her wish and sat down with Sang Wan again after going to the office for a stroll, with a beaming face.

Then, he looked at Wang Xiaopang, who was sitting with Li Ruo and was talking with her girlfriend now.

His eyes were on fire, and he was so angry that he couldn't do anything.

He slammed the table angrily.

Damn fat man, labor and management are at odds with you!