Xueba, he can't like me

"Ji Yan, if you don't get up, you'll be late!"

The disturbing voice kept ringing in his ears, he was dead and he was not allowed to sleep well.

Ji Yan waved his hand, and when he touched the hand on his body, the warm touch was so real.He sat up suddenly.

"Just get up." The man said as he was about to withdraw his hand.

As soon as Ji Yan grabbed his hand, staring at the person beside the bed, it was...he couldn't remember the name...

"Even if you're a handsome guy, it's disgusting to be held by a boy." The man pulled his hand out in disgust, "Hurry up, I've been calling you since I woke up, and I just got up now, I won't wait for you, I I'm leaving."

The dormitory was quiet again. Ji Yan looked around. There was a familiar school uniform on the bedside. He stretched out his long arms and took the coat. It was the familiar No. [-] Middle School in City A.

He touched his heart, which was beating wildly due to excitement.

"It's...unbelievable..." Ji Yan jumped out of bed, stood on the balcony and looked at the blue sky, "What's the situation? Because I did something good, God gave me another chance?"

The ecstasy in his heart couldn't be suppressed, just when he thought the world was going to be destroyed, God didn't follow the routine and gave him a new life.

"Ahhhhh!!!" If there is still time, he must tell that person what he wanted to say in his last life before he died! !

Take advantage of the chance!

Let his first love, in his best youth, have an ending!

That's right... there is a...

Ji Yan opened the door abruptly, facing the passers-by.

Yin Ce.

Yin Ce glanced at him and left as if nothing had happened.

The impulse just now was like a balloon with a hole pierced by a needle, and the courage was being lost.

Ji Yan watched Yin Ce leave, without even raising Erkang's hand.

He closed the dormitory door and leaned against the door, "I still dare not..."

The preparatory bell rang once on campus, Ji Yan came back to his senses, washed up and ran towards the classroom.

The memory of high school is so long that he almost forgot what class he was in. He ran around the huge teaching building, and when he passed by Class [-] and [-], the head teacher who was studying in the morning shouted angrily: "Ji Yan, it's so late What are you still hanging around outside?"

The old images and reality in his mind overlapped, and after ten years, Ji Yan returned to the classroom of the third year of high school again.

The faces in the classroom were both familiar and unfamiliar. Ji Yan saw the only empty seat in the classroom and walked over.He has an impression of this seat. Every time he sits here and looks back from the corner of his eye, he can see Yin Ce seriously listening to the class and taking notes.

"Are you acting weird all day?? Didn't sleep well last night?" It was the roommate who woke him up in the morning. Ji Yan glanced at his desk. There were piles of test papers on the desk, the top left of the test paper The name is written on the corner.

Song Yan.

he remembered.

The relationship between him and him was not bad in high school, but later on, because I was doing too badly, and I didn’t want to let people in the past see that the once glorious school girl was just a small supporting role for others to be bullied, so I simply gave away the contact information of my former classmates. Deleted all, and changed my contact information.

Even if he died, maybe no one would know...

A figure flashed in his mind.

No, someone knows that at the end of his previous life, the man who gave him cards and roses was in the same high school as him.

He immediately looked for the note from the drawer. Since he could see the note ten years later, he must not have lost it now!

"What are you looking for?" In the morning self-study, everyone was memorizing, the head teacher was sitting on the podium reading, Song Yan memorized a few sentences and was attracted by Ji Yan's movements.

"Look for a test paper, I don't know if it's still there." Ji Yan answered casually, flipped through the books in the desk, and looked for the stack of books on the desk, but couldn't find the note .

Could it be that the man hasn't given him the note yet?

Ji Yan tried hard to think back to that dream, the peach forest, with lush branches and leaves, it should be in summer...but it must not be the summer of the third year of high school.

I turned the desk upside down and still couldn't find it.

Ji Yan gave up, so what if he found the note, he still doesn't know who it is.

"You haven't woken up from the dream, why is everything so weird today?"

After class, the boys who made good friends with Ji Yan surrounded him, and two girls also laughed together, and one of the girls named Jiang Linlin said: "Why, our Gaoling flower has an owner? Tell us quickly, you Which girl picked this flower?"

"Are you kidding?" Ji Yan leaned on the chair and said casually, his eyes wandering to Yin Ce from time to time.

"Lao Liu is here, holding the test paper from the last test!" Someone shouted at the door.

The math teacher, known as Lao Liu, came over with a dozen test papers, stood on the podium and told the girls sitting in the first row, "Pass out the test papers."

Ji Yan pushed aside the crowd, walked up to the girl and said, "Let me help you."

The little girl who had been unknown all this time was suddenly accosted by a celebrity in the class, her face turned red, she hummed in a low voice, and gave some to him.

In fact, Ji Yan wanted to take all the stacks of test papers, but this morning was abnormal enough, in order to prevent others from finding out the clues, he could only rule out one thing.

Ji Yan is still very concerned about the person who came to sweep the grave last.

A person has liked him silently for ten years, even if he doesn't like the other person, he will be moved in his heart.

The moment he got the test papers, he suddenly realized one thing, a person who can't even remember his own class, why should he think that he can match the names on the test papers in his hand with the students sitting in the class now? Number?

He flipped through the test paper in his hand, found two names that he still remembered and sent them out. There was a person sitting in front of Yin Ce, and Ji Yan squeezed the test paper in his hand.

Yin Ce was sitting in the last row. Mingming Jiyan was only a few steps away from Yin Ce's front row seat. He turned around and walked around behind Yin Ce. His foot accidentally tripped over Yin Ce's stool leg, he staggered, ignoring the blackboard that could be used as a support, Ji Yan deliberately fell to Yin Ce's side, and put his hand on Yin Ce's back.

Yin Ce turned his head, bangs covered his eyes, Ji Yan stood up, and heard him say: "Didn't you see someone passing by? Make room for a little bit."

Yin Ce was stunned for a moment, didn't speak, and turned back to continue reading.

Ji Yan pinched his thigh hard, what did he just say!It simply lowered my impression points in Yin Ce's heart!

I wanted to explain, but people didn't intend to listen at all.

Discouraged, Ji Yan put the test papers on Yin Ce's front desk, and left the rest to Song Yan.

When returning to his seat, he passed behind Yin Ce again.

This time Yin Ce moved the stool a step forward to make room for him.

Does this count as hating him?

Ji Yan dawdled past Yin Ce's deskmate, and accidentally knocked off the notebook on the table.He picked it up and put it back on the table, and inadvertently saw the writing on the notebook, which was exactly the same as the writing on the previous note.

Unexpectedly, that person was really in the same class as him.

Ji Yan couldn't help picking up the notebook and opening it. The more he looked at it, the more he was sure that the handwriting and the handwriting on the confession note were written by the same person.

"Hey, what are you doing with someone else's notebook?"

As soon as Ji Yan looked up, this person was Yin Ce's deskmate, called... He glanced at the cover, his name was Chang Hui.The family is a nouveau riche, and he is bluffing about things. Some people in the class take him for a fool, but he is too stupid to see it.Of course, these are irrelevant, the most irritating thing is that Yin Ce's grades are so good, this person sat at the same table with Yin Ce for a year, but he is not close to Zhu Zhechi at all.He couldn't believe it: "Is this yours?"

Chang Hui raised his neck and snorted.

Ji Yan wanted to break his head, but he never imagined that ten years later, the boy in front of him, who was not as tall as him, would grow into a serious and meticulous man.

"Why, I write better than you, are you not convinced?" Chang Hui looked up at his head like a proud little rooster.

Nian swept his tomb once in his previous life and had a crush on him for so long, Ji Yan not only did not reply, but also smiled and said: "Well, you did better than me."

"Thank you... thank you." Chang Hui said hesitantly with a blushing face. People like Chang Hui can fight with others, but once others speak soft words, he can't stand it. "You... If you want to use it, I can also lend it to you."

"Okay." Just now he glanced hastily, and since Chang Hui offered it, he readily agreed.

Ji Yan briefly glanced at the notebook, the notes were clearly written, and it was completely unimaginable that this was written by a student whose grades were low.

He scratched his head, that kid Chang Hui could grow into a successful person in ten years, it is understandable that he can take such good notes, maybe his talent is not in subjects other than language and mathematics?

He put the notebook aside, leaving Chang Hui aside, there was one more question.

Since everything can be started again, wouldn't it be better to let him get closer to Yin Ce before confessing?

Top students should also like students with good grades.