I don't just want to dream about you

Meng Yihuan pressed the part of his heart with his hand.When Shen Qinghan said that sentence, his heart beat unconsciously.

Really are!Is this what the female high school students at that time were like?Talking without considering the client's thoughts at all, as the client, I was about to be blown away!

Meng Yihuan felt that he had to be a little more reserved, so he pretended to cough twice, and cast his eyes randomly, not daring to look at Shen Qinghan at all.

But seeing Shen Qinghan's hand holding her little finger, Meng Yihuan couldn't pretend to be indifferent.

So female high school students are so possessive, and she will be so jealous that she will come to her teaching building just to celebrate a classmate's birthday?

Seeing that Meng Yihuan didn't speak, Shen Qinghan didn't want to look at him either.My heart suddenly became flustered, did my behavior make her feel troubled?

Shen Qinghan bit her lower lip lightly, and Meng Yihuan didn't have the guts to look at her even more with a look of reluctance.

"Ahem" Zhu Si glanced at the time on the watch, "The class break is over."

Everyone knows what it means.

"Well, it's okay, Yihuan, you have fun." Shen Qinghan smiled, and pulled the hair that fell next to the ear to the back of the ear.

Seeing Shen Qinghan and Zhu Si walking away step by step, Meng Yihuan felt that he had to say something, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he had nothing to say.

Meng Yihuan just watched Shen Qinghan walk away.

What can I say?After all, we are not in a relationship with her, so it would be strange to talk too much.

Even at my time, the society was not so open, and I still have to keep it in my heart if I like such feelings.

If you really like her, you shouldn't say it.Meng Yihuan felt that she was a bit shameless, and she actually felt that Shen Qinghan had such a good impression of her.

It's not the kind of friendship between seniors and juniors, it's similar to love.

But even then, he couldn't say anything.If you really like someone, put your feelings in your heart.Wait until one day it will always bear fruit.

Meng Yihuan sighed, if he had a successful career and material wealth now.How can you worry about not being able to express your love?

But she didn't.She is just a bald female student who is still studying and worries about her grades in the postgraduate entrance examination every day.

The little girl she liked was only a high school student.In the real world, we have never met each other before, and to say that we like each other is just a whim, and it is just something in a dream.

How dare you say you like it.

Saying I like it to a female high school student is too shameless for me.

In the blink of an eye, it was Wednesday. During this period, Shen Qinghan seldom appeared in front of Meng Yihuan. Meng Yihuan would think of Shen Qinghan when he was free to write questions, and his heart would feel empty for a while.

If when your head is empty, all that appears is the figure of another person.This is undoubtedly liking, love.

Meng Yihuan twirled the pen quickly, and realized belatedly that he didn't buy Chen Hao a birthday present.

Thinking that it was Chen Hao's birthday tonight, Meng Yihuan felt that it was necessary for him to ask for leave at noon to go out to buy gifts for Chen Hao.

High school leave is always easy to approve.What's more, in the eyes of her head teacher, Meng Yihuan is now playing with the rich and powerful Shen Qinghan, and she is very happy to approve her leave.

The lunch break was only two and a half hours, Meng Yihuan thought about it and decided not to eat.Hurry up and go out and buy gifts, just buy a small bread, just make do with it.

Walking on the street, the cold wind blows.Meng Yihuan forgot to apply face cream before going out, and now it feels like the wind blows like a knife.

Meng Yihuan felt that she really needed to buy a scarf.But after looking at the savings I have now, I really should give up the idea of ​​​​buying a scarf for the time being.

Thinking about it, Meng Yihuan suddenly felt something was wrong.Isn't this just a dream!Why should you worry about saving money?But it’s not enough to spend money.

Meng Yihuan felt that her thoughts were not wrong, so she happily went to the bank and withdrew part of the money.

Her parents work outside the home all year round.Because the company was not in place, the money was given in place.

Looking at the four-digit deposit in the bank card, Meng Yihuan silently shed tears of sadness.Well, sure enough, no matter when it comes, I am not a person who can be extravagant.

But what gifts do boys love?Meng Yihuan walked around the mall, and even had the urge to go to the bookstore to buy a set of three or five.

But it's too embarrassing for me to give away test papers for my birthday.Meng Yihuan could only be forced to give up this idea.

Meng Yihuan has no experience in buying birthday gifts.If you really want to say it, you can buy gifts for others by yourself, and you can always do whatever you want.After all, it is very convenient to have a certain treasure.

But in this dream, the online world is not so developed.Not to mention buying gifts online or something.

After wandering around for a few times, Meng Yihuan, who was too tired, found a corner to sit and rest, thinking as if giving up on himself, if it really didn't work, he would just go and buy a set of test papers for Chen Hao.

After all, on the way to becoming a learning god, test papers are indispensable.

Besides, the big deal is to be hated.Meng Yihuan didn't care at all.Anyway, as long as it's not senior sister, everything is easy to talk about.

"How's the progress?"

"good"

Suddenly hearing a very familiar voice not far away, Meng Yihuan raised his head and took a look.

"Didn't you tell the rest of us that we would get it soon?"

"Tsk, sometimes things go wrong"

"Oh? You also encounter bad times?"

In the distance, several boys sat next to each other, by the back door of the shopping mall.Sharing cigarettes with each other.

"But let me tell you, that woman must like me. It won't be long."

"I bet one hundred, you can't fool people"

"Then I bet two hundred"

Meng Yihuan always felt that he had heard this voice somewhere before.But thinking about it, it seems that there are not many men in contact with me. Is it in real life?

Looking at the back door of the mall from Meng Yihuan's position, it is not very clear.In addition, Meng Yihuan has some short-sightedness. She didn't wear glasses when she went out today, let alone whether she could see clearly.

"Okay, if I don't get her this New Year's Day, I'll give you double"

The boy who said this stood up, threw the cigarette on the ground, and crushed it vigorously.With his back facing Meng Yihuan, Meng Yihuan felt a little flustered for no reason.

Holding the principle that if you are not curious, you will not be killed by curiosity, Meng Yihuan decided to leave here quickly.

It was also because of this incident that Meng Yihuan lost her mind to pick out gifts, and went directly to the bookstore to buy a pen for Chen Hao.

After all, as a high school student, it's not justifiable to give a gift that is too expensive.

Meng Yihuan watched the cashier's clerk put the fountain pen he bought into the gift box, and suddenly remembered the necklace that Shen Qinghan wanted to give him at that time.

It is really beautiful silver jewelry, simple and elegant.It will neither catch people's eyes nor lose their sense of presence.

Meng Yihuan still hasn't figured out why Shen Qinghan wanted to give him a silver necklace.

Maybe the family background between people has a certain influence.Meng Yihuan walked down the street with a gift box in his hand, watching people come and go.

My heart calmed down instantly.Go through all the previous things.From Shen Qinghan's appearance, to all the things that happened afterward, they are all related.

The timing of this senior sister's appearance every time is such a coincidence.She can always appear when I need her, and I don't know if the dream is intentional, or in this dream, I am the protagonist.

Wait a minute, if I am the protagonist in this dream, shouldn't I have a script where everyone likes me, what should I do?

The results of it.There is no such script at all, and no one likes himself.

When alone, it is always easy to think wildly, and when the mood drops to the lowest point, Meng Yihuan rarely becomes sad again.

Who made me blindly confident before, thinking that my senior would like me.As a result, as long as I don't take the initiative, the senior will not care about me at all.

Thinking of these two days, Shen Qinghan has not paid attention to himself.Meng Yihuan felt uncomfortable all over, why!I can't figure it out.

Sure enough, there is no shortage of me beside senior sister.Even if there is no more, I will have someone else to take over.What are you blindly confident about...

With such an appearance and family background, few people can match her even if she is not considered talented. There are many people around her who want to play with her. How can I have the self-confidence to feel that I am different...

No, I can't think about it anymore.Meng Yihuan felt that there was something wrong with her state of mind, and quickly shook her head, trying to put such thoughts behind her.

It is inevitable that there will always be some sadness.An inexplicable sense of loneliness soaked into Meng Yihuan's heart.

Even in my own dreams, there is no sense of belonging.Shen Qinghan, Meng Yihuan recited the name in his heart

This is the first time Meng Yihuan has fallen in love with someone. She is not yet mature enough to like someone emotionally, and she is at a loss what to do when facing the feeling she likes.

"Meng Yihuan?"

Meng Yihuan raised his head when he heard someone calling his name.

Standing under the ginkgo tree was Yu Yi, who was chewing gum, and called out Meng Yihuan's name with a puzzled expression. Seeing Meng Yihuan raised his head, he squinted his eyes and smiled after confirming that it was Meng Yihuan, "What a coincidence." , why did you leave school?"

"shopping"

Meng Yihuan and Yu Yi are not very familiar with each other.There was nothing to talk to, but seeing Yu Yixiang walking over by himself, he could probably guess that there would be another companion along the way.

Although I always felt that there was something awkward in my heart, looking at the smiling Yu Yi, Meng Yihuan didn't have anything to say.

It's just that Meng Yihuan, who has a particularly sensitive nose, always feels that there is a smell of tobacco in the air.

The author has something to say: I am so curious, is there really someone reading my article?