Wang Shuqing

"Sister Zhilan, look outside, someone is confessing his love!"

Shirahoshi changed the topic, and looked out the window excitedly.

Bai Xing avoided it deliberately, how could Jiang Zhilan not understand.

She concealed her disappointment and raised her smiling face again: "This is a common occurrence, do you want to go out and have a look?"

"think."

"Come on, let's go downstairs!"

Before Bai Xing could react, Jiang Zhilan walked downstairs with her on his arm.

"Hey, sister Zhilan, slow down, my leg still hurts!"

"no!"

Although she said so, Jiang Zhilan still slowed down, and she said slowly: "I'm very curious, what kind of person is in your heart, but it's just my curiosity, you don't need to answer .”

All words are cautious.

Bai Xingben looked down at the steps, but stopped at the corner of the stairs.

The shoelaces were untied, and she was about to tie them, when Jiang Zhilan squatted down, the intention was too obvious, Bai Xing took a step back.

Jiang Zhilan was still holding the shoelaces in his hand, and said forcefully: "It will be tied in a few seconds, don't move around."

It attracted the attention of many passers-by.

"All right."

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, Jiang Zhilan showed a bright smile to Bai Xing.

The laces are beautifully tied, with delicate bows.

After a long time, Bai Xing said apologetically, "I'm sorry, sister Zhilan, I'm in a daze again."

Continuing to walk downstairs, Jiang Zhilan said: "Xing Xing, you don't have to be so polite to me, you can call me Jiang or Zhilan."

This "Jiang" hit Bai Xing again.

His expression changed several times, leaving only a hint of deep thought.

Only ten meters away from the place full of candles and flowers, Bai Xing's voice was low, mixed in the noise and very vague: "Her surname is Jiang, so I like the surname Jiang very much."

It was very dark, but there was light from the flame of the candle, and the shadow hit Bai Xing's face, which was a look of admiration that Jiang Zhilan had never seen before.

Not far away, the boy bowed to the girl to express his apology, and walked away mercilessly.

In the midst of sobbing, Bai Xing said again: "She also rejected me before, very heartless."

Jiang Zhilan sighed, "Did you confess?"

The people around gradually dispersed, only they were still standing still.

Bai Xing felt disappointed: "It's more than a confession."

It's all sad.

Although Jiang Zhilan was articulate, everything he said now seemed insignificant.

She said carefully: "I'm very happy that you are willing to tell me this. Well... let me guess, she is your female teacher, isn't it?"

Bai Xing was surprised at first, then nodded.

As expected, before Bai Xing could speak, Jiang Zhilan said again: "We look alike?"

There is a bit of a joke in it.

Bai Xing smiled awkwardly.

"I can't say well, it looks like it doesn't look like it."

Jiang Zhilan didn't care either, she walked back with her arms around Bai Xing's shoulders: "Xing Xing, I don't mind."

"Sister Zhilan doesn't mind anything?"

The night is always special to people.

Jiang Zhilan's dejection was also hidden deeply, and he spoke calmly: "You will know it gradually in the future."

After a while, she said again: "By the way, Xing Xing, I have been your tour guide for so long, would you like to give me something in return?"

Bai Xing said with a slight smile, "Of course I would, Sister Zhilan, tell me."

Expectation flashed in Jiang Zhilan's eyes.

"Take me to Dongcheng if you have time, I want to see your hometown."

As Bai Xing nodded, Jiang Zhilan's smile gradually spread.

Take it easy.

eleven o'clock at night,

Jiang Zhilan had already fallen asleep, Bai Xing covered the light with a curtain, typing in front of the computer.

She is writing her glance of ten thousand years.

However, just for the record.

Jiang Shuqing is no longer the head teacher,

Except for class, she will not have any contact with students after class.

But in this world,

The most indispensable thing is someone who will go on and on for Jiang Shuqing.

This is a girl who doesn't talk much.

The reason why she became the representative of Jiang Shuqing's class was because she didn't like to talk and was very silent.

But recently, she has become more and more talkative.

She always asked Jiang Shuqing some innocuous questions when she was doing her homework. For example, this time, she was asking again.

"Teacher, I always hear Senior Sister Bai Xing mentioned by others, is she a student you taught?

Just as Wei Ning asked this, Jiang Shuqing, who always cherishes words like gold, actually talked to her: "Well, she is also my class representative."

There was a smile in her eyes, Wei Ning was astonished.

"Teacher, do you like Bai Xing-senpai very much?"

Jiang Shuqing's expression was elusive, she continued to correct the test paper: "Yeah."

Wei Ning is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her thoughts are very simple.

"Teacher, if I can be as good as senior sister, will you like me that much?"

The intention was too obvious, Jiang Shuqing did not pretend to be.

She spoke indifferently: "Study is for yourself, not for whether a certain teacher likes you or not."

Wei Ning's eyes were clouded.

"I see, teacher."

No matter how hard it is to find a topic, Wei Ning ran out in a panic.

Jiang Shuqing was not moved at all.

No one can compare with Shirahoshi.

Wei Ning recently became obsessed with a non-fiction teacher-student novel, which was very similar to her experience. She was also absent-minded in class, always thinking about the chapters that were updated only in the morning.

After writing the composition in the composition class, Wei Ning couldn't bear it any longer. She secretly took out her mobile phone and put it under the desk to read it.

Today's chapter is talking about the teacher running away after knowing the student's intentions. Wei Ning couldn't help but empathize with her, wiped away tears several times, and started to sob.

However, her voice was too loud, and Jiang Shuqing noticed it.

"Wei Ning."

"Ah." Wei Ning was startled, her hands trembled, the phone slipped to the ground and fell at Jiang Shuqing's feet.

Wei Ning didn't even have time to close the page when she saw Jiang Shuqing pick up the phone.

Oops.

Jiang Shuqing glanced at it, thinking it was just an ordinary novel.

But between the lines, I found the word "teacher" and the vague words of admiration.The lower right corner is the name of the work: "Eleven"

Author: folding star.

This way of choosing words and making sentences... She has read many of Bai Xing's compositions.

Is it?

Jiang Shuqing turned off the phone, looked at Wei Ning meaningfully, then put the phone on the table, and returned to the podium.

He didn't say a word to Wei Ning.

Finally, when get out of class was over, Jiang Shuqing was about to leave, but Wei Ning came up to him and called, "Teacher, can I talk to you?"

Jiang Shuqing said solemnly: "If it has nothing to do with learning, there is no need."

Wei Ning stepped forward, stood face to face with Jiang Shuqing, and asked absentmindedly, "Aren't you even willing to criticize me?"

Jiang Shuqing was as cold as ice.

"If there is another time, I will notify your head teacher."

Wei Ning could only watch her go away, unable to tell how uncomfortable it was.

She began to wonder if the documentary was beautified, and why the teachers in it were often gentle with the students...

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Sitting in front of the computer, Jiang Shuqing searched for the article, but she was still hesitating whether to open it or not.

This is too insignificant, is it considered peeping?

After struggling for a long time, Jiang Shuqing still couldn't get rid of her moral sense, and she still didn't read it.

Lying in bed, insomnia again.

Too tormented.

Just treat it as punishment.

Bai Xing hasn't updated that article for a long time,

Everything that needs to be written has been written, with an open ending.

Turning on the computer again this day is to delete the software.

Bai Xing thought that she might have let go of her knot.

She would not think about Jiang Shuqing when she was quiet, even if she thought of her occasionally, it would not be as painful as before.

The winter in Pingyang City is not cold, Jiang Zhilan always likes to sit with Bai Xing on the school bench with their backs facing each other, and doesn't bother anyone.

Just let it go.

The cloud pattern on the sky is very special.

"Xing Xing, do you still love her?"

love?

These two words were stirring in Bai Xing's head,

She couldn't answer.

Say love, but not as passionately as before.

If you don't love, why are you struggling.

Jiang Zhilan seemed to be able to guess what she was thinking, she pushed her head back and stuck it on the back of Bai Xing's head: "Do I love more, or don't love more?"

Hit the nail on the head.

Bai Xing laughed: "Sister Zhilan, why can you always guess what I'm thinking?"

Jiang Zhilan walked to Bai Xing and sat down, with the corners of his lips slightly raised: "It's not guessing, it's...feeling."

Shirahoshi was thinking.

Jiang Zhilan continued to hold on to the question just now: "This is not the point, don't avoid my question."

Was said again.

Bai Xing had no choice but to answer seriously: "It's a lie to say I don't love her, but I won't think about being with her anymore, I hope I can not love her."

Jiang Zhilan's eyes shone brightly with insight into autumn hair: "Then would you consider loving others?"

It's a pity that mint fragrance is not Shirahoshi's favorite flavor.

Shirahoshi shook his head without thinking.

"Maybe in the future, when I can say without hesitation that I don't love."

Jiang Zhilan's clear laughter sounded.

Shirahoshi looked at her in bewilderment.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Zhilan said softly, "Xing Xing, you are the most addictive person I have ever met."

Is this a confession?

Jiang Zhilan's speech was always just right, before Bai Xing felt uncomfortable.

She changed the subject again and said: "Remember what you promised me, winter vacation is coming soon, don't you plan to invite me to Dongcheng?"

Bai Xing smiled warmly: "Then I invite, would sister Zhilan be willing?"

"But it's disrespectful."

The days are very ordinary, but fortunately there is Jiang Zhilan,

Interesting too.

G University’s winter vacation started early,

On January [-]th, Bai Xing and Jiang Zhilan got on the plane to Dongcheng together.

It was also by chance that Xu Yan got the message from Bai Xing's set and found out the flight of the day, and wanted to surprise Bai Xing.

Never thought.

Bai Xing didn't talk too much,

Tell Xu Yan that she came back with Jiang Zhilan.

And so this scene arose.

"White Star!"

Xu Yan's move to rush over stopped in mid-air.

It was Jiang Zhilan who took the lead in alleviating the awkward atmosphere.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Zhilan, we often meet in videos."

Wu Ziqing crossed his arms, with no expression of joy or anger on his face.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xu Yan could only warmly say: "Hello, I'm Xu Yan."

It seems that elementary school students are introducing themselves,

Xu Yan gritted her teeth, realizing for the first time what it means to be poor in words.

Wu Ziqing's attitude was only indifferent.

"Okay, let's go, get in the car and talk slowly."

in the car.

Bai Xing pointed out the window and chatted with Jiang Zhilan, but the two people in the front row were completely ignored.

Xu Yan was very dissatisfied.

"Hey, Shirahoshi, you weren't too surprised to see me."

Only then did Bai Xing stop talking to Jiang Zhilan.

"Huh? Yanyan, I haven't seen you for a few months, why are you getting more and more delicate!"

These words directly made Xu Yan blush.

Some silence.

Jiang Zhilan said in a relaxed tone: "Xingxing, Dongcheng is really beautiful, and I like the climate here too."

Bai Xing was overwhelmed with emotion.

"Well, it's a lot more at ease to come back here."

Wu Ziqing was always preoccupied.

In the rearview mirror, she saw Jiang Zhilan leaning over Bai Xing's ear, smiling and whispering intimately.

They were very close, and then, the two laughed as if no one was there.

Wu Ziqing couldn't help frowning.

evening.

On the phone, Wu Ziqing's tone was heavy.

"Shu Qing, there is something I must tell you."

Jiang Shuqing walked to the bedroom with a water glass.

"what's up?"

Wu Ziqing: "Bai Xing is back."

It must have been a while before Jiang Shuqing just let out a "huh".

Wu Ziqing said again: "She brought that woman back."

What reached Wu Ziqing's ears was the harsh sound of the glass falling to the ground, as well as the restrained sip.

Jiang Shuqing cried.

The author has something to say:

Teacher Jiang will only become more and more pitiful.