School Heroine Secretly Loves Me

Song Nanqiao shrank into the quilt expressionlessly, restraining herself not to touch Wen Wenyao.

Turning around, she saw Wen Wenyao's magnified face. Because of the looser pajamas, Song Nanqiao could vaguely see the cold white collarbone and beautiful body of the other party.

Too dangerous……

Fortunately, I am not a man, otherwise I would never be able to hold on.

"Sister...you can sleep in a little bit."

Wen Wenyao said something in a low voice... a little shy, she always felt that Song Nanqiao was deliberately staying away from her, she was obviously on the same bed, but Song Nanqiao was far away from her.

Now the quilt feels empty.

"No, I don't sleep well."

"Well... why do you call me sister?" Song Nanqiao was struggling with this matter, and suddenly started calling sister, and the age of the two of them was unknown.

"Well...that's what I want to call you."

Because he felt that Song Nanqiao would give him a sense of security, Wen Wenyao relied on her. From a younger perspective, he called her sister, hoping to be taken care of by her.

And this name is more intimate.

"Your birthday is."

"November 7."

"Cancer..."

This zodiac sign is very suitable for Wen Wenyao's character, more gentle and insecure.

"What about you?"

"November 2."

"You're older than me...you really are my sister."

In this way, I can call my sister with peace of mind.

"Call it whatever you want."

"Um……"

After Song Nanqiao finished speaking, she felt a little sleepy. It was very late today, and she would get up very early tomorrow, at about four o'clock, so she had to go to bed early.

I set an alarm clock for 04:30 on my mobile phone, and fell asleep right away.

"elder sister?"

After yelling softly, he found that Song Nanqiao had fallen asleep, and he seemed really sleepy.

Wen Wenyao sat up slightly and reached out to touch Song Nanqiao's cheek. Although it was not as good as her skin, it was enough to make Wen Wenyao's heart beat faster.

How could they be so intimate, share the same bed.

Wen Wenyao took the initiative to move closer to Song Nanqiao. She wanted to hug Song Nanqiao, but she was afraid that he would wake up.

"Good night... my sister."

She closed her eyes, and beside Song Nanqiao, accompanied by Song Nanqiao's even breathing, she fell into a deep sleep.

……

Song Nanqiao woke up at 04:30 in the morning. The alarm clock rang once, and she got up quickly, and then turned off the alarm clock backhand, not wanting to wake Wen Wenyao.

Wen Wenyao was obediently sleeping beside her, breathing steadily, and seemed to be in a deep sleep. Her delicate face was covered by her hair, and only her bright red lips were exposed.

Song Nanqiao slowly got up from the bed, stepped on the floor with bare feet, trying not to make a sound.

Picking up the pen and paper on the table, Song Nanqiao wrote a sentence to Wen Wenyao: I'm going back first, you have a good rest, see you at school.

When leaving, Song Nanqiao didn't even turn on the lights, and walked to the window in the dark.

With the help of the system, the Wen family's servants may just get up from the window, and the security is very high.

"So sleepy...I only slept for four hours."

Song Nanqiao yawned. This was the only time she slept so late, and she went out at four o'clock. The shops on the street were not open, and she dared not go home. There was no place to stay.

After leaving Wen's house, the cold wind from the street blew on Song Nanqiao's face.

The cold Song Nanqiao shivered.

Song Nanqiao ran around the park twice, taking advantage of this time to start exercising his body and to improve his time.

"By the way, you all slept together yesterday. What do you plan to do next?"

Last night, the system has been observing the emotions of the two people. From last night, it seems that Song Nanqiao is now willing to get close to Wen Wenyao.

Have you fallen in love with it?

"It's just that I have a good impression. I don't know if it's because of your 100% match, or because the heroine is too good-looking. In short, I have a good impression, but I can't call it love."

"Then you still hug her, you are so kind to her."

"Out of my instinct, in fact, even if it's an ordinary friend, I will hug her when the other party is so sad."

Song Nanqiao never made any overstepping gestures towards Wen Wenyao, but simply held hands and hugged, and kept a distance even when sharing the bed.

"If the hostess confessed to you, would you reject her?"

The system got to the point.

The relationship between the two feels very ambiguous now. If Song Nanqiao doesn't agree, then Wen Wenyao will be very sad.

"I do not know."

She really didn't know that it was true to have a crush, but she wasn't ready for a relationship yet.

"Oh, scumbag."

"..."

she is not

Let's not think about it for the time being. Last night, she made a promise to the heroine. At that time, she told Wen Wenyao that as long as Wen Wenyao didn't want to, she would not let her go.

Song Nanqiao needs to calm down now and think about the countermeasures carefully.

She is going to apply for self-study at home with her head teacher, and she will take the exam by herself during the final exam.

You can enter and leave the school at any time, and you can choose the class time yourself. This will greatly facilitate yourself, and you can start a business while developing your studies.

Even if she can only sleep three or four hours a day, she must let herself develop as soon as possible.

After Song Nanqiao was tired from running, he sat on a bench in the park. It's 05:30 now, and it's not so cold anymore.

Song Nanqiao went to find a restaurant that was already open.

Ordered some breakfast and it was much nicer to sit in the shop under the heater.

After a while, a bowl of hot noodles was brought over. There were a few drops of oil on the white soup base. Although it was a simple bowl of noodles, it was at least hot.

After Song Nanqiao ate it, he only felt that his stomach was warm, and his body gradually became warmer.

Now the school gate should be open, you can go in for morning classes.

"When the head teacher comes over, I'll tell him."

After the morning reading class today, it is the class of the head teacher.

"It's so early, you are the first."

The security guard just opened the door, and Song Nanqiao arrived. It's still dark, and the cold wind blows over, even a grown man would feel cold, let alone a girl of seventeen or eighteen.

"Thank you."

Song Nanqiao beckoned to him and entered the school. Now the boarding students still have a few minutes to get up. First, they went to the classroom, took out their textbooks, and started a day of study and life again.

The morning reading class passed quickly, after class, Song Nanqiao went to the director's office.

The head teacher is a man in his 40s who teaches physics.

"What's up?"

The homeroom teacher sipped hot tea, looked at Song Nanqiao's hurried look, and asked.

"I want to apply for part-time study at home. I can choose the class time by myself, and I will take the exam during the final exam."

"what?"

After hearing this request, the head teacher obviously didn't react. There are students who apply for home study, but there has never been one who freely chooses to enter the school.There is no such precedent in school, and Song Nanqiao has studied well in school, why did he suddenly have such an idea.

"I've already made plans, you don't have to worry about grades."

"You are now steadily rising in school, and you are likely to become a big black horse in the half-term exam. If you make such a sudden big change, it will affect your grades."

"No, I have my measure."

It seemed that Song Nanqiao had made up his mind.

"I agree with the top [-] grades in the half-term exam. If you don't pass the exam, you will stay in school honestly."

Now that Song Nanqiao was able to pass the [-] exam, the head teacher hoped that she could fight for it and directly enter Class A. If Song Nanqiao had this ability, he would naturally respect her.

"Ok."

That's fine.

When Song Nanqiao left the office, he became more motivated to study hard.

"Song Nanqiao!"

Suddenly, Song Nanqiao heard someone calling his name.

Turning her head, she saw that it was Luo Lemon. The girl was wearing an apricot coat and a long skirt. She looked natural and was waving at her.

Seeing that he turned his head, he trotted over with a box in his hand.

"What's up?"

"I brought some fruit, but I haven't finished eating, so I'll send you some."

Luo Lemon handed the box to Song Nanqiao. Song Nanqiao opened it and saw that there were all peeled fruits inside, neatly arranged, and all of them were the freshest.

Song Nanqiao swallowed first, then frowned.

The fruit is very fresh, it doesn't look like it's left over from eating, but it looks like it can be prepared, and the price of this kind of fruit should not be cheap.

To be honest, she kind of wants to eat...

After crossing over, I seldom eat such good fruit.And all of them are to my liking.

But she didn't know Luo Lemon's intentions, she was a little afraid to accept such a good thing suddenly given to her.

"Forget it...I don't really want to eat right now."

Song Nanqiao tried to struggle to resist the temptation of delicious food.

"Pfft, sister, I can see that you really want to eat, go on, I can't finish eating, if you don't want me, I will throw it away."

Just now, Song Nanqiao's expression was completely seen by her. Sure enough, her sister is a very bottom-line person.

"okay."

Everyone talked about this, Song Nanqiao hesitated for a moment, then took it, it's a pity to throw it away, it's the most affordable to put it in her stomach.

"But, can you not call me sister?"

"why?"

Luo Mengmeng opened her eyes wide and asked curiously.

"Because I don't like the title very much now."

I thought it was nothing before, but because of Wen Wenyao, Song Nanqiao paid more attention to this title and couldn't call it casually.

I feel a sense of intimacy other than friends.

"All right……"

The girl lowered her head in disappointment, but she recovered soon, and cheered up to say goodbye to Song Nanqiao.

"Then I'll go first."

"Ok."

Song Nanqiao also waved back to Luo Lemon.

Suddenly, Song Nanqiao felt a gaze staring at her, very strong and obvious.

But only for a moment.

Subconsciously looking around, it seems that nothing happened.

Is it your own delusion?