I cried, I pretended

After a longer silence, Xue Wei helplessly raised his hands, he was really completely defeated by him.

"I mean I want to chase you, this chasing doesn't mean that chasing. Do you understand?"

It took Song Mingwang several seconds to react after hearing this, "You mean you like me?"

Xue Wei nodded: "Otherwise?"

Song Mingwang took it for granted, as if he didn't understand why he singled it out and said, "But everyone likes me."

Xue Wei was completely defeated by him, and he began to feel a little regretful and impulsive.

"It's not the kind of liking, it's the kind of liking I want to have a relationship with you."

Song Mingwang scratched his head, this was the first time he was accused, especially of the same sex.

"At first, I thought that person had the same thoughts about you as I do." Xue Wei said again.

Song Ming Wangxin raised it immediately: "Who?"

"Cheng Huan."

Song Mingwang stuttered in fright: "Why...why do you say that?"

Xue Wei was thoughtful: "I don't know, it makes people feel like it, but I tried it just now and found that I might be wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"If he likes you, he will definitely have a strange reaction when I do those things to you. In layman's terms, he is jealous. No one will allow people with other thoughts to touch the person they like."

Song Mingwang felt inexplicably heavy: "...You mean he doesn't like me?"

"You can say that, but anyway, it gave me a chance."

Xue Wei felt that the current topic was getting weird, and wanted to correct it, and said, "Don't you think about it? Try it with me."

Song Mingwang was in a bad mood, even looking at him became uncomfortable, and his tone was impatient: "Don't think about it, don't think about it."

Being rejected so decisively, even Xue Wei couldn't hold back the smile on his face.

"Actually, you can pretend to think for a while."

Song Mingwang pouted: "Honesty is one of my strengths."

But judging by his attitude, it was already obvious. Xue Wei also knew that he had no chance, but he didn't continue to pester him. In the end, he just shrugged his shoulders, but felt that it was a pity. After all, it is rare to meet a type he likes, no matter how Or character.

His interest in Song Mingwang was only limited to interest, the two of them hadn't even spoken to each other, it was definitely impossible to say that they were in love, and even strictly speaking, they didn't even count as liking.

It's just that I found the type I'm interested in, and I want to try it together.

So he didn't say the four words "I like you", because he felt that it was not suitable to put them here and it was too heavy for the relationship between the two.

Song Mingwang didn't have the consciousness of being confessed, and he put the matter behind him after entering the classroom, because now his mind is full of the possibility that Cheng Wang might not like him.

But thinking about it carefully, for so long, he really never saw Cheng Zhuang showing any jealousy.

"I've got one thing for you." Taking advantage of Cheng Wang's absence during class break, he grabbed Tian Mengmeng's hand and began to question: "It's like this, I have a friend whose boyfriend Tian doesn't seem to be jealous of him very much. Do you think it is possible that this boy is more magnanimous..."

Tian Mengmeng: "Impossible, no matter how generous a man is, he is just as stingy when it comes to his girlfriend."

"..."

"Why are you staring at me? I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, ask the monitor. Believe me, all men in the world are the same in this respect."

Song Mingwang, who was in a bad mood, couldn't even get interested in doing the questions. He was listless for several days. Cheng Wang also noticed his strangeness and asked him what was wrong. Song Mingwang just looked at him and sighed, and Cheng Wang frowned Tighter.

There were still a few minutes left in the morning reading class. Song Mingwang seized the time while gnawing on the meat buns while drinking soy milk. The meat buns tasted a bit fishy.

Cheng Wang glanced at him and asked, "No appetite?"

As soon as Song Mingwang saw his face, he remembered that troublesome thing again, so he sighed again and didn't speak.

Cheng Wang's patience is getting worse and worse, "Uncomfortable."

Song Mingwang hummed vaguely.

"Then lie down for a while."

Cheng Wang said to help him stand up the language books in front of him, so that if the teacher came in, he wouldn't find him sleeping on the table at a glance.

"The teacher is here and I will call you."

Morning self-study officially started at [-]:[-]. Unlike usual, Guo Jin brought a boy with him when he walked in, who should be the new transfer student.

The boy was of medium height, his facial features were not exquisite, but he could be considered handsome, with a pleasing smile on his face.

"Hi everyone, my name is Bai Zhi, the white of Yangchun Baixue, Zhi Zhi who puts what he has learned into practice."

"There is a new student joining our class, everyone should get along well."

After saying hello, they arranged a seat, and Guo Jin arranged for him to sit on the far side of the second group, across the aisle from Song Mingwang's seat.

After class, a few students couldn't help being curious and took the initiative to chat with Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi is very pleasing both in his speech and his face. He makes his classmates laugh without saying a few words. Boys and girls can chat with him, and he has become acquainted with everyone a lot after practicing during class. .

"By the way, I heard from Mr. Guo that there are other transfer students besides me. Who is it?" Bai Zhi asked curiously.

Everyone looked a little strange when they heard what he said, and in the end they all looked in the direction next to him in unison.

Song Mingwang was lying on the table and sleeping with his eyes closed, but he was obviously not asleep. He kept turning his head back and forth, looking restless.

Bai Zhi's eyes only stayed on him for a moment, then moved to the boy next to him.

The boy was wearing earphones, and the halo from the window hit his handsome side face, giving people a sense of unreachable distance. He leaned back slightly on the back of the chair, looking at the phone with downcast eyes, with a somewhat indifferent expression.

"Which one is it?" Bai Zhi couldn't figure out who was the transfer student.

"Song Mingwang." Feng Fang called his name.

The boy sleeping on his stomach moved, then raised his head slowly, his eyes were blurred, and his tone was not very good.

"What?"

The boy wearing the earphones also turned his head and looked over with a frown.

Feng Fang said: "Our new transfer student wants to get to know you."

Song Mingwang looked around: "Who is it?"

No wonder he said that, he has been sleeping on his stomach since just now, and he didn't know that Guo Jin had come, so he didn't react for a while.

Bai Zhi greeted him with a smile on his face: "Hi, I just transferred here too, and my name is Bai Zhi."

Song Mingwang looked him up and down, then tilted his head: "How old are you?"

Bai Zhi was taken aback, he didn't expect him to ask such a question, "...Seventeen."

"How many months?"

"……July."

Song Ming looked happy, the newcomer was much younger than him.

孟可

Ran saw through his intentions, covered his mouth and smiled and said, "Give it up, Ming Wang, even if he is younger than you, he is not as young as you."

Song Mingwang snorted, turned his head away and stopped talking.

Tian Mengmeng also laughed: "What's wrong with being the youngest, I wish I could be the youngest."

Tang Tan said: "You are too high on my class, do you think you will let you go because you are young?"

Speaking of this, Feng Fang couldn't help but interjected: "Then why do everyone let Song Ming look?"

Song Mingwang, who was called by his name inexplicably, was full of question marks.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent for a while. It took Meng Keran a long time to speak, and his tone was full of uncertainty: "Maybe it's because he is Song Mingwang?"

Such a seemingly unconvincing reason actually has some truth. For a person like Song Mingwang, it seems that there is no other way but to let him go. Otherwise, can he be beaten in the head?

Obviously impossible, and he can't speak, he can't speak, and he hasn't done anything bad. In addition, Cheng Wang, who was at the same table as him, didn't say much, so they have no reason to stand Say someone else.

Cheng Wang looked at the phone, took the time to press Song Mingwang's head with one hand, and said in a deep voice, "You sleep with you."

Tang Tan half-jokingly said, "Brother Zhuang, you are like his old mother now."

Cheng Wang glanced at him.

Tang Qin quickly raised his hand to beg for mercy: "Don't, don't, just kidding."

Bai Zhi looked around a few times and finally fell back on Cheng Wang. He has always been good at observation. It is not difficult to see that the boy who has the most say in this class is this quiet boy. From what they say, he seems to be called Cheng Wang.

During a short class exercise, Bai Zhi recognized everyone in the class and matched their names and information. Everyone's personality traits were well grasped, but there were two strange people, one was Song Mingwang, and the other was Song Mingwang. One is Cheng Wang.

Cheng Wang is seldom talkative, and I heard that his family background is average. Although he is good-looking, he always wears a cool face that strangers should not get close to. It stands to reason that he should be the type of loner, but the strange thing is that he is popular in the class It turned out to be very good, boys like to play with him, and he is very popular among girls.

Song Mingwang is even more strange. He has a good family background, excellent studies, and good looks. No matter how you look at it, he is the type that is praised by others, but everyone treats him like a parent treats a child, especially girls. With loving kindness.

During the break, Bai Zhi also said that he would invite the whole class to dinner after school. Everyone had a good impression of him, and the speed of integrating into the class was obviously much faster than that of Song Mingwang.

"I want to play with my phone."

Song Mingwang also heard the news that Bai Zhi was going to invite everyone to dinner, and he didn't care. He is still immersed in the sadness that Xue Wei's words brought him, his tone is dull, and now he can't sleep, and wants to play Xiaoxiao , but my phone ran out of battery, so I went to find Cheng Wang.

And Cheng Wang was writing an English paper at this time, turning the pen lazily in his hand, and had already put his mobile phone in his trouser pocket.

Song Ming saw that his brows were furrowed, he was silent, he seemed a little irritable, and knew that he must be obsessed with reading comprehension again, and he might not have heard what he was saying.

So he had no choice but to reach out to touch it himself. At first, Cheng Wang was following him, but Song Mingwang groped for a long time and touched a certain place.

"?"

When he was about to touch again, his next move was suddenly stopped by someone. Song Mingwang looked puzzled, and when he raised his eyes, he met Cheng Wang's beautiful dark eyes.

I saw Cheng Huan reached out to remove his hand, glanced at the ignorant Song Mingwang, raised one eyebrow, and spoke in a low voice.

"You really don't know or are you fake?"

"..."

It took several seconds for Song Mingwang to realize what it was, and knew where he had touched it, and suddenly felt his palms burn, his eyes drifted around uncomfortably, and he hesitated to speak.