The whole school is waiting for my confession

Like it?

Facing such a gift, no one would dislike it.

Dare you say you don't like it?

For Bai Juan, there is nothing to dare.

It was the first time Bai Juan received such a precious and special gift.Feeling overwhelmed at the moment, he typed a few lines after deliberation, but he still felt that something was wrong.

The text is very restrained, and the word "thank you" seems even more alienated and polite.

Bai Juan, a writer of model essays who frequently quotes thousands of words in every composition, can't find any similar feeling to express himself at this time.

Jiang Qingyan on the other end of the phone ran out of patience and called directly.

Ring for one second and it's connected.

"Pretending to be sleeping?" Jiang Qingyan asked.

Jiang Qingyan's voice slammed into Bai Juan's ears, and the half of Bai Juan's face that was pressed against the phone obviously became warmer.

Bai Juan's voice was muffled: "No, it's because you called too fast."

"I haven't had time to go back yet." Somehow, he felt a little embarrassed.

"The elementary school bully has grown up and will preemptively strike. Will this even be blamed on me? Then I'll hang up and wait for you to finish sending."

Jiang Qingyan said deliberately.

Bai Juan said, "Wait! I want to say...thank you."

After thinking for a long time, these two words finally came out of my mouth.

Bai Juan's voice was soft and soft, like an ethereal wind.

Jiang Qingyan asked: "Just say thank you?"

"Isn't that... I'm grateful?" Bai Juan said.

"How can you be so grateful? What's the use of talking about it verbally, but it can't be eaten as a meal."

These words are really scoundrels, those who don't know think that Bai Juan spent money to hire Jiang Qingyan to paint for himself, and Bai Juan evaded the payment.

Bai Juan had a stupid mouth, so he didn't say any sweet words: "Then, then I'll transfer some money to you."

Jiang Qingyan was furious: "What money are you giving me! Can you hire me before that time?"

Bai Juan asked: "You don't want money, and you don't want to hear my verbal thanks, so what do you want?"

When Bai Juan said this, the ending sound rose slightly, and he was genuinely distressed.

"Why are you so stupid." Jiang Qingyan's voice was filled with a smile, and after being converted by an electric current, her voice became deeper and deeper.

He doesn't look like a teenager, but looks like he is several years older than Bai Juan out of thin air.

"Do you want anything?"

Bai Juan knew that Jiang Qingyan remembered that it was a one-off, and hurriedly interrupted: "Of course not, if you can't do it, there is nothing you can do."

Jiang Qingyan was a little tired, he lay on the bed with his hands under his head.There was no light in the bedroom, only the soft moonlight fell in.

"So can you... tell me a bedtime story?"

Bai Juan almost doubted his own ears at that moment.

Bai Juan felt that two high school students who were about to step into the ranks of "indomitable adults" stayed up late at night and called each other to tell bedtime stories.

However, it is not impossible.

"Is that all?" Bai Juan asked.

"You sound disappointed?" Jiang Qingyan took a step back, and it really attracted Bai Juan to move forward.

"Then what fairy tale do you want to hear?" Bai Juan thought about it, this kind of bedtime story was too far away from him, he had already learned to read and read by himself.

"I want to hear your story." Jiang Qingyan said.

Bai Juan was slightly taken aback: "My story?"

He recalled that he was indeed a lackluster person, and the scenes of the old events were all plain and straightforward pictures, long and fragmented.

A good story always has ups and downs, or highs and lows.Bai Juan's life is simply like a cup of plain cool water, nothing thrilling.

That's what Bai Juan thought, so he said: "But I don't have any stories, my life is like plain water, and the bottom can be seen at a glance."

Jiang Qingyan said: "But water is the most indispensable in life."

Bai Juan's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he felt that Jiang Qingyan was suddenly very good at talking.

"What's more, only plainness can have a hypnotic effect." Jiang Qingyan continued.

Bai Juan cancels the like for Jiang Qingyan.

Bai Juan thought for a long time: "Let me think about it."

Jiang Qingyan gave an idea: "It doesn't have to be special, you can talk about the thing that impressed you the most."

Although Bai Juan has a good memory for endorsements, he forgets the details of life very quickly.

Yesterday, today, and tomorrow are all the same.

But there seemed to be one thing that impressed him deeply, and it was such a cold winter, Bai Juan went home with his schoolbag on his back.

He has always been a loner, and he is no different today.

It has been a long time since school, and there are not many people on campus.Bai Juan had just stepped out of the teaching building when a basin of dirty water was poured down his head, mixed with muddy water and the pungent smell of chalk, making Bai Juan's new white down jacket extremely dirty.

Bai Juan took off his glasses in surprise, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and met the same surprised eyes upstairs, but Bai Juan couldn't open his eyes, and could only see the red figure.

The other party apologized repeatedly, and came down with a box of tissues to dry Bai Juan.

Bai Juan forgot to be angry, and the extracurricular books in his arms also suffered, and he fell into a state of confusion, bewilderment and discomfort.

Eyes still hurt.

In a daze, he was led upstairs by the other party. The other party's attitude was very good. Bai Juan also took off his coat, but the mottled sewage was difficult to clean.

Bai Juan didn't get angry, nor was he in a hurry to criticize, but instead comforted the other party who looked frustrated: "It's okay, next time, be careful to pour the dirty water into the toilet, and don't pour it on others."

The other party repeatedly said yes, and then offered to wash Bai Juan's coat and return it.

Bai Juan couldn't refuse and had to agree.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, this man took Bai Juan's coat away, and Bai Juan didn't keep his own coat.

The snow that fell a few days ago just melted, and it was much colder than usual that day.

It takes 8 minutes to walk from school to home, and it takes only 5 minutes to take the bus, but it takes 10 minutes to wait for the bus.

Bai Juan remembered clearly that the road was really, really cold.

The sweater inside Bailan is also considered thick, but without the barrier of the cotton jacket, it is too thin to have any effect, especially when the wet hair is blown by the cold wind, it seems to be frozen.

After returning home, Bai Juan was bedridden with a fever for three days, and he couldn't get the clothes back.

Jiang Qingyan thought to himself, what kind of story is this? He must have said it on purpose to make people feel distressed.

Jiang Qingyan thought that she could hear the high-spirited and fighting stories of crushing mortals all the way from Bai Juan's mouth.

I didn't expect it to be like this.

How come the more you understand, the more different Bai Juan looks from what you imagined?

The more Jiang Qingyan thought about it, the angrier she became: "I'm so mad."

Bai Juan wrapped the quilt tightly in the bed: "I've said it all, I don't have any stories, it's very boring."

Jiang Qingyan hurriedly asked: "Do you know who did it? Did you take revenge later?" If Bai Juan suffers from this boring loss, he will be so angry that he can't sleep because of this bedtime story tonight.

Bai Juan said: "I missed three days of classes, and I just wanted to make up for the progress...but then I specifically asked people to return the clothes in the commendation speech of the whole school."

Jiang Qingyan said solemnly: "Bai Juan, do you know that he is bullying you?"

Bai Juan nodded: "I know, maybe it's because I'm so good that they treat me like this."

Jiang Qingyan didn't know that Bai Juan could still joke.

"My mother said that as long as I do my own thing well and become better, I won't care about others."

Jiang Qingyan now knew where Bai Juan's positive energy came from.

In fact, Bai Juan couldn't figure it out at the time. Later, when he was promoted to high school, someone sent a message to apologize to Bai Juan: he was targeted at him because he refused the next table's request to cheat and pass the answer during the same exam. the behavior of.

Only then did Bai Juan believe that even if you did the right thing, it might be the reason for your misfortune.

Jiang Qingyan said: "If I had known you earlier, I would see who would dare to bully you."

Bai Juan: "It's good to know you now, thank you."

Bai Juan said thank you too many times tonight, the more Jiang Qingyan thought about it, the more annoyed she became, the open-mindedness and tolerance that she had cultivated had all gone with the wind.

Bai Juan heard the silence on the other side, and wanted to talk about something happy to ease the atmosphere: "The photos of you when you were young are quite cute."

Jiang Qingyan, who doesn't want the slightest connection between herself and the word cute: ...

Jiang Qingyan was worried that she would swear next time, so she asked, "Is there a happier story, otherwise I have to find out the person who bullied you and beat you up tonight before I can sleep."

Bai Juan smiled, he just felt that Jiang Qingyan was joking, but it felt good that someone could stand by his side like this.

Deep drowsiness was brewing in the night, and the tired brain gradually lost its thinking and blurted out an instruction: "The happy story is-knowing you."

Jiang Qingyan choked for breath: He started again.

"Say it again?" Why is there no recording? !what a pity!

Bai Juan changed his wording this time: "I said, it's a pleasure to meet you."

If the wording is changed, the meaning is completely different.

Jiang Qingyan didn't care about these small details: "For me, the happy story is also getting to know you."

There are not so many ambiguous little thoughts, but the directness of the young people makes these words pure and beautiful.

After the two finished speaking, they both felt much better, and both laughed over the phone.

Bai Juan heard the low-battery notification sound, and then noticed the passage of time from the slightly hot body of the phone, hurriedly said good night, and prepared to fall asleep.

It's been a long time since I stayed up late, and it's been a long time since I had a happy night.

This is really a very special Christmas, Bai Juan seldom confides his heart, relaxes physically and mentally, and soon falls into a deep sleep.

Jiang Qingyan on the other end didn't have such a good time. He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He played several games but often played abnormally because of absent-mindedness. In the end, he had to stay up all night with his eyes wide open.

Half of him was furious because of the first story Bai Juan told, and he fully realized his nature of being unforgiving.

The other half of him was easily soothed by Bai Juan's second story.

Although there are only three words in this story, everything is in the words.