Confess to you in early summer

When the bell rang for evening self-study, Yan Wei's mood improved a lot. She sent a message to Jiang Youyi saying that she was going to go to self-study, then put away her phone and went downstairs.

Whether those two people left later, she no longer cared.

Time passed slowly, and there were occasional low whispers in the quiet classroom, which were quickly overwhelmed by the sound of flipping books.

Just started school, there is no substantive content, the teacher's teaching arrangement on the first day is just to let the students preview the textbooks for the third year of high school, and do some exercises for the second year of high school, so as to lay the foundation for the next busy learning tasks.

Before going to bed at night, Yan Wei sent Jiang Youyi a message, asking her if her mother was feeling better and when she would be back to class.

Jiang Youyi replied with an approval letter, and the time to return to school was set for the day after tomorrow, Wednesday.

Tuesday was also a sunny day. In late August, the air was still sultry. Even though the sun receded to the other side of the horizon after nightfall, the heat dissipated a little. After sitting in the classroom all night, it was still hard to avoid sweating.

In the last section of the evening self-study, there was no teacher on duty to supervise, and unknown bugs flew in from the window, causing one or two exclamations from time to time.

Yan Wei packed his things 2 minutes earlier, planning to go back to the dormitory earlier, take a shower and lie down on the bed, maybe he can make a phone call with Jiang Youyi.

As soon as the schoolbag was zipped up in her hand, a small ball of paper passed over her shoulder and landed on her desk.

Yan Wei turned her head and looked in the direction where the ball of paper flew. The students in the surrounding circle all lowered their heads, and no one looked at her.

She unfolded the ball of paper suspiciously, and there was a line of delicate small characters on it: Wait a few minutes after class, I have something to tell you.

The inscription is Wen Tan.

Yan Wei turned his head and looked at the monitor's seat.

The little boy was immersed in writing and drawing on the draft paper, as if nothing happened just now.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, but Yan Wei didn't move in her seat, Zhou Xiaoxiao asked her if she wanted to go together, she smiled and shook her head: "I still have something to do, you go back first."

Zhou Xiaoxiao didn't insist, took a vocabulary book and went out.

When the classroom was almost dispersed, Wen Tan stood up and walked to the podium, Yan Wei didn't wait for him to approach, got up with his schoolbag, and raised his chin towards the classroom door.

Wen Tan understood, turned and left the classroom, waiting for her in the corridor.

The waiting process was not long, but he still grasped the shoulder strap of the schoolbag uneasily, and his thumb scraped the slightly rough place after the frayed edges.

less than one

Minutes later, Yan Wei came out from the front door of the classroom and stopped by the railing, two steps away from Wen Tan.

She wanted to end the conversation quickly, so she took the initiative to break the silence: "Squad leader, what do you want from me?"

"I just want to ask you... are you free this weekend? I haven't bought the materials for this semester yet. I want to go to the bookstore to have a look. If you are free, we can go together."

The little boy has a gentle face and a shy expression. He has short cropped hair and is very cleanly groomed. His eyebrows and eyes are also very delicate. He has a peaceful and gentle face without any sharpness.

When he said these words, an imperceptible crimson color ran up his neck, adding a bit of youthfulness and ignorance to the already gentle face.

His escaping eyes did not dare to fall on Yan Wei, lest he detect the slightest sign of impatience from the subtle expressions on her face.

Yan Wei was a little helpless. Last semester, her cold treatment of Wen Tan didn't seem to have the desired effect. After a summer vacation, this person was stimulated by some inexplicable reason, and suddenly became impulsive.

At this time, only a clean rejection can prevent people from thinking about luck.

She looked at the nervous little boy in front of her, and answered him calmly: "As for the supplementary materials, I bought them before school started, and I don't need to add new ones for now."

Apart from refusal, I can't say a word next to it.

If she speaks out about her unrevealed affection, it will not only make people lose face, but also make her appear to be affectionate.

If Wen Tan was interested, he should have understood what she meant by this point, but today the stubborn little boy didn't know which muscle was wrong. Seeing that Yan Wei was about to turn around after finishing this sentence, he grabbed Yan Wei's hand by a ghost. arm.

It was midsummer, the weather was hot, Yan Wei was only wearing a school uniform with short sleeves, her warm skin touched her palm wet with cold sweat, the sticky touch caused strong discomfort, she subconsciously shook off Wen Tan's hand in disgust. hand.

The look in his eyes was not as gentle as before, showing two points of vigilance and warning.

The moment Wen Tan touched Yan Wei with his palm, he knew it was broken, but when Yan Wei threw it away forcefully, he still felt somewhat unspeakable embarrassment, his delicate face was full of panic, guilt and embarrassment.

"I'm sorry." He apologized hastily, "I just, just..."

Yan Wei didn't let him finish his sentence, and interrupted with a wave of his hand: "If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the dormitory." In fact, she is rarely rude like this, but Wen Tan's behavior just now did offend her, and it's hard to get over it for a while. Take control of your emotions.

Wen Tan choked for breath, as if he understood the presumptuousness of this scene.

The appointment has already broken the inherent balance between them, if Yan Wei turns around and leaves, they will not even be friends from now on, but he still hasn't clearly learned from Yan Wei the answer to the question he cares about.

In desperation, he said bravely and desperately, "Yan Wei, I like you." In retrospect, this may be the bravest time in his limited life.

The movement of turning around stopped as expected, Yan Wei was a little unbelievable that Wen Tan actually confessed his love to her, on the second day of the third year of high school.

The timing was terrible, and he should have expected the end result.

Yan Wei couldn't figure out what was going on with this shy little boy today, but this was the end of the story, and she could finally fully explain what she had never had the chance to say clearly in her previous life.

She looked at him squarely, which was a basic respect for his friendship.

"I'm sorry, monitor." She spoke clearly, and in order to take into account the other party's face, she still found a high-sounding reason, "We are still students, and we must focus on learning..."

The words are not finished, click to stop.

But Wen Tan doesn't buy her account.

Xu Shi had already broken through his timidity and let go of his worries. He took advantage of the lingering impulse to break through the casserole and asked: "Is this really the reason? If it's just like this, I'm willing to wait. I can tell you again after graduation."

Although he knew in his heart that doing so was just asking for humiliation.

Yan Wei sighed silently.

"Don't wait, monitor, you don't have to wait for me." She had to give a standard good person card to the stubborn little boy who hadn't won the teacher yet, "You are excellent and deserve a good person, but that person is not me, very Sorry, I already have someone I like."

"Is it Jiang Youyi?"

He asked suddenly, and the listeners were also stunned.

Yan Wei pursed her lips, the two thoughts in her mind clashed briefly, her eyes met those sincere eyes, she chose to speak calmly: "Yes."

It wasn't until the person in front of him leaned towards him and walked several steps away that Wen Tan pulled away from his trance, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Like sorrow, loss, with a little reconciliation.

Returning to the dormitory was about ten minutes later than planned, Yan Wei took a shower as fast as she could, and when she went to bed, it was nearly 10 minutes before the lights were turned off and the bell rang.

She called Jiang Youyi, and the other person answered it quickly, but there was a noisy voice from the receiver, unlike the environment in the ward.

"Are you outside?" Yan Wei asked.

"En." Jiang Youyi nodded, and picked up a new

Throwing my toothbrush into the shopping cart, "I was shopping in the supermarket, didn't I smash a lot of things at home the day before yesterday? I didn't have time to mend it."

Speaking of this incident, Yan Wei's heart trembled, but hearing Jiang Youyi's voice, it seemed that she was no longer affected by that incident, very calm and calm.

"Then go back when you're done, it's getting late." She didn't continue this topic, and focused on another matter, "Are you going back to school tomorrow morning or afternoon?"

She wanted to see Jiang Youyi sooner.

"Afternoon." Jiang Youyi said, "Although there is nothing to do at home, I want to sleep late."

Yan Wei was amused by Jiang Youyi's frankness, since Jiang Youyi likes to sleep in so much, it's okay for her to wait a long time.

The time on the phone with Jiang Youyi passed quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, the lights-off bell rang outside.

Jiang Youyi on the other side of the phone also heard it, and she happened to be going to the cashier to pay, she smiled and said good night to Yan Wei, and hung up the call while walking.

Before going to bed, Yan Wei put the phone into airplane mode, placed it under the pillow, and closed her eyes contentedly to prepare for sleep.

After lying down for a few minutes, my heart panicked for no reason, and my right eyelid twitched several times.

Yan Wei squeezed the space between his eyebrows, wondering if he hadn't adapted to the school schedule yet, and it might take a few days to adjust.

But she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, watching another half an hour passed, the looming panic in her heart not only did not decrease, but became more and more clear.

She took out her phone, reconnected to the Internet, and wanted to have a chat with Jiang Youyi.

The moment the mode was switched, a missed call was displayed in the lower left corner of the desktop, and several unread text messages came in the text box, and the sender was Jiang Youyi.

Yan Wei hooked the corners of her mouth, unexpectedly Jiang Youyi sent her a message after hanging up the phone.

The happy mood didn't last for a few seconds. When the content of the text message came into view, her fingers froze, her pupils contracted, and her heart stopped for a beat at the same time.

Jiang Youyi: The debt collector is here

Jiang Youyi: They are looking for me

Jiang Youyi: The supermarket is about to close, there are few people at the moment, I don’t know if you can hide or not Jiang Youyi: Don’t call

Looking at the four text messages from half an hour ago, Yan Wei's ears buzzed, as if she couldn't read and couldn't understand the meaning of these words.

But a chill still rushed up from her back according to instinct, so cold that she sat up from the bed, tried to lift the quilt, but found that her hands and feet were numb, and her mind was also in a daze.

She clicked on the call history again, and the words Missed Call in red appeared double on the screen. She was shaking so badly that her eyes hurt. It took her a while to realize that it was not the screen that was shaking, but her hands. shaking.

The call was half an hour ago.

Yan Wei didn't dare to guess what this phenomenon meant, she took a few deep breaths to adjust her emotions, even though it was difficult to suppress the shaking of her hands and feet, she still got off the bed as fast as she could, forgetting to change her shoes Run out of the dormitory.

Someone behind her seemed to be calling her, maybe it was Zhou Xiaoxiao, or maybe it was Auntie the dormitory manager, but she couldn't hear a word.

She was going to find Jiang Youyi.

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