I don't just want to dream about you

Ever since Meng Yihuan said that Shen Qinghan could hug her freely, the other party became more and more unscrupulous, eager to hold Meng Yihuan in his arms anytime.

"Senior sister, don't you think the weather is a little hot now..." Meng Yihuan very tactfully expressed her dissatisfaction with Shen Qinghan hugging herself when she was fine.

It's so hot, you still hug her. Although you are a beautiful sister, but it's too hot for me, no way.

"It seems to be a little hot." Shen Qinghan said, still hugging Meng Yihuan, "A new milk tea shop has opened in front of the school, let's go and have a look after school?"

Wait, I mean I'm hot, what does that have to do with milk tea?

Meng Yihuan was speechless when facing Shen Qinghan.

The two went off-campus after school. When Meng Yihuan was in high school, milk tea shops were relatively rare and there was a steady stream of customers.

Shen Qinghan lowered his head and looked at Meng Yihuan's hand, wanting to hold it, really wanting to hold her hand.

Meng Yihuan is speechless, but it's a milk tea shop that doesn't even have a brand name, yet it is so popular with so many people, it's really wonderful.

Although I don't drink much milk tea at ordinary times, how to put it, I just feel that there are so many people queuing up, so I have some curious ideas to try.

"Yihuan, can we hold hands?" Shen Qinghan asked.

Meng Yihuan didn't hear it at all, she was busy paying attention to the decoration style of the store, and suddenly a pair of hands grabbed her, which shocked her into a shudder.

No way, who is touching his hand, hey!Still sweating, vomit.

Meng Yihuan pretended to be natural, quickly looked away from the person holding his hand, followed the other's hand, saw the other's face, Meng Yihuan froze again.

Shen Qinghan brushed her hair behind her ears with her hands, her face flushed slightly, she grabbed Meng Yihuan with one hand, without taking a second look.

Ah, it turned out to be a senior, so it's fine.Harmful!They're both girls, it's normal to hold hands, why is the other party so nervous that their hands are sweating.

Meng Yihuan squeezed Shen Qinghan's hand, "Sister, what do you want to drink?"

Shen Qinghan's tutoring is considered strict, plus she is an art student, and her figure is usually strictly controlled, so she never thought about drinking milk tea.

"I'll drink whatever you drink"

"Oh okay" Meng Yihuan saw that the other party didn't intend to let go of his hand, so he kept implying that he forgot that the other party was holding his hand.

"Two cups of oolong with less sugar and ice"

After ordering, Meng Yihuan sat in the store with the receipt. She didn't pay attention to it when she was outside, but now she walked into the store and suddenly remembered that the store seemed to have been open outside her high school until she was in graduate school. Well, not going out of business at all.

The interior decoration of the store is in warmer tones, and it does not look out of place after a few years of decoration.There is a wish wall above the store, which is very popular now.

Meng Yihuan didn't care much about this kind of thing, she was tired of seeing it. Later, with the progress of the times, more and more milk tea shops opened. Meng Yihuan saw such a wish wall on the wall in many milk tea shops.

The wishes I made are the same, either that I want to be with the person I like, or that I want to be successful in my studies.Of course, there are also some people who preach the hope that friendship will last forever.

But Shen Qinghan found it very interesting, she asked the clerk for a post-it note, holding a ballpoint pen with a bear cap and eagerly looking at Meng Yihuan.

"Yihuan, do you want to write?"

"I'm not very interested." Meng Yihuan shook her head, this kind of thing was too childish, she had no idea.

Shen Qinghan bit his lip and looked at the sticky note, as if he wanted to write something, covered the paper with one hand, and started writing quickly with the other hand.

Good guy, those who don't know must think that your mother is single so far.

Meng Yihuan sighed in her heart, seeing Shen Qinghan writing so seriously, she became a little curious, what kind of wish would a little fairy like Shen Qinghan write down.

Meng Yihuan sat up straight, and moved her head to Shen Qinghan's side.It's not because of curiosity about gossip, but, I really want to know, what wish does Shen Qinghan have?

"Yi Huan, don't take a peek." Shen Qinghan's face was still a little flushed, because she noticed Meng Yihuan's glance, and she showed a look of embarrassment on her face.

After Meng Yihuan and Shen Qinghan had known each other for a while, their skins became thicker and thicker, and they wanted to take a closer look.

Shen Qinghan blocked her with his hands, while saying "Don't look, this is my little secret"

"What does it matter, senior sister tell me the secret, I will help senior sister realize it," Meng Yihuan said with a smile.

Some emotions flashed in Shen Qinghan's eyes, Meng Yihuan didn't have time to catch him, but because Shen Qinghan's strength to stop Meng Yihuan was less, Meng Yihuan lost his balance and fell into Shen Qinghan's arms.

How can this work!How could he press down on his senior sister, Meng Yihuan hurriedly got up.

But there happened to be a group of students pouring in, and they were sitting near the aisle, so Meng Yihuan had no choice but to fall into Shen Qinghan's arms and keep his posture still.

"Sister, you, what wish did you write?" Meng Yihuan asked.

"I didn't write anything, it's just...um..." Shen Qinghan thought for a while, looked at Meng Yihuan more intently, and didn't say the rest.

"Did you write about the university you want to go to, or do you want to succeed in your studies? Well, it's not about hoping to find love," Meng Yihuan joked.

Meng Yihuan, who was still joking one second, couldn't laugh the next second.

Because she looked at Shen Qinghan, her face turned red visible to the naked eye.

No!I just talk casually!Don't do that!

"I, I, am I right?" Meng Yihuan was very flustered.

"Who is the other party?"

Damn, I'm so envious to death.

"I didn't catch up with them, so I won't say their names."

Meng Yihuan fell into deep suspicion looking at the shy Shen Qinghan.How could anyone not like the beautiful senior sister?

It was too embarrassing for the two to maintain this action, so Meng Yihuan took the initiative to provoke the topic "Sister, why do you like each other?"

Mentioning the other party, Shen Qinghan couldn't hide the smile on his face at all, and the sour Meng Yihuan felt uncomfortable all over.

"The day I met her, I was in a bad mood. It was raining heavily outside, and I sat on the stool in a daze." Shen Qinghan narrowed his eyes and recalled that day, with the corners of his eyes upturned, full of smiles.

"She ran all the way over, panting and stood beside me, and I didn't care. I suddenly found that the rain hadn't fallen on me. I looked up and found that she took off her school uniform to me to block the rain"

"Then senior sister, you like him?" Meng Yihuan felt that he was lemon essence, the sour kind.

Shen Qinghan shook his head, "No."

Just a little indescribable touch.

"And then what?"

"Then, she found me looking at her, smiled at me, left the school uniform to me, and asked, how can I help you?"

Well, needless to say, the sense of substitution is too strong, Meng Yihuan has already made up the youth campus literature in his mind.

Generally, according to the development of this kind of plot, it must be that the male lead did not leave his name, the senior sister never forgot to become the second female lead, and the female lead suddenly kicked.

It's so miserable, it turned out to be a spare tire plot.

After realizing that he was still in Shen Qinghan's arms, Meng Yihuan was in a bad mood, but the senior had someone he liked, how could he still eat people's tofu like this.

Meng Yihuan wanted to struggle to sit up, but people were coming and going, and her position was not good, so Shen Qinghan boldly wrapped Meng Yihuan in his arms.

Shen Qinghan didn't look at Meng Yihuan, but his face was still red and his fingers were crossed.

Meng Yihuan felt that she was too embarrassed to breathe. She was leaning against Shen Qinghan's arms, and her head could not be turned very well. Every time the hot air in her breath hit Shen Qinghan's stomach, she could still feel Shen Qinghan's body trembling slightly.

The quality of this school uniform is really a mess, it's too thin!

This kind of hug is not liberated until the clerk shouts that the oolong tea is ready to pack or drink now.

When Meng Yihuan went to get a drink, seeing Shen Qinghan carefully stick the post-it note with his wish on the top of the wall, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Well, the senior in the emotional dream is not my own, why, I am still a passerby in my dream, right?

If I knew this was the case, I might as well wake up quickly.

Meng Yihuan felt that she couldn't take it anymore when she thought of Shen Qinghan being tortured and suffering.

Can't such a beautiful flower of wealth and wealth in the world have a happy ending in one's own dreams?

Bah, bah, no, how can I be sure that I won't get a good ending?But then again, why do you feel so uncomfortable?Is it possible that she is really color-controlled?Do you particularly like this senior?

"Sister, do you really like each other?" Meng Yihuan drank oolong tea, feeling sour all over his heart.

"Yeah..." Shen Qinghan looked at Meng Yihuan, the emotion in his eyes was completely undisguised.

It's just that Meng Yihuan was obsessed with jealousy and couldn't help herself, and she didn't pay attention to Shen Qinghan's facial expression at all.

"That's right, it's impossible to like other people at all?"

"Besides her, I don't want to like anyone else." Shen Qinghan's voice was firm, and his face, which had been red for a long time, finally cooled slightly.

Alright, let's not worry about whether the senior is the second girl of the tragedy, I have already fully confirmed the tragedy of A, B, C, Ding.

However, this is the most normal scenario.After all, not everyone likes girls, I am an exception, but senior sister is not.

Looking at Shen Qinghan's exquisite facial features, Meng Yihuan felt a little depressed.That's right, I am not good enough for senior sister, but the person who is worthy of senior sister should be...

Meng Yihuan's brain was stuck, and after thinking about it, he should be a young talent with excellent character and learning.Oh, and probably the very handsome one.

What kind of weird dream did I have, and I had to let myself be so sad in the dream that I couldn't stop myself.

She thought that Shen Qinghan's appearance was to let her have a sweet dream, but Meng Yihuan pursed her mouth, feeling like she was about to cry.

When they left the school, the two were happy, and when they returned, only Shen Qinghan was happy, and Meng Yihuan looked sad.

Meng Yihuan, who was so sad and felt that her sweet love was stillborn before it was born, didn't notice at all that Shen Qinghan hooked her little finger all the way.