My deskmate absolutely has a crush on me

Sheng Ling left. On a peaceful Monday morning, he didn't come to school, and he didn't show up until the end of the first class.

But the teacher didn't pursue it, the English teacher just asked who was sitting in that seat.

Xie Le'an answered Sheng Ling.Then the teacher showed a clear look, continued to read the book, and continued.

Everyone noticed Sheng Ling's absence, and the students in the class began to have some guesses about it.

When get out of class was over, Yang Wenkai and Huang Jingjing, who were close to Sheng Ling, couldn't hold back and came to Xie Le'an's side.

"Xiao An'an, is Sheng Ling sick today?" Yang Wenkai asked with concern.

Huang Jingjing still felt strange: "I've known him for so long, and I haven't seen him get sick yet, or is there something wrong at home?"

Qiao Xuan interrupted in time: "You two talk to each other, Xie Le'an doesn't have time to interject, so let's listen to him."

Then the three of them moved their gazes to Xie Le'an in unison, their eyes full of curiosity.

They tacitly agreed that Sheng Ling would tell Xie Le'an anything, after all, the two usually stick together, wishing they could become one person.

Xie Le'an's eyes flashed an undetectable sadness, and he put away the English books on the table.

"He... has changed schools."

"Transferred school!!?"

This news was too sudden for Yang Wenkai and the others, because Sheng Ling had never mentioned it in front of them.

After being shocked, Yang Wenkai cursed secretly: "Okay, he didn't tell us, because he didn't consider us friends! If he told us, we could still give him away... I still have comic books that I haven't returned to him yet. "

The two girls' thoughts became more delicate, and Qiao Xuan became silent, obviously a little bit reluctant.

The light in Huang Jingjing's eyes slowly disappeared, and then she forced herself to let go, and explained to Yang Wenkai: "He didn't tell you because he was afraid of your mother-in-law!"

Yang Wenkai stared: "How could I! And he didn't tell you."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Qiao Xuan asked the next question: "Did he tell you where he transferred to?"

Xie Le'an opened his mouth, glanced at the three people in front of him, and decided to lie after hesitation.

"No, he didn't tell me where he was going."

He felt guilty, and immediately averted his gaze after speaking.

It's not that Xie Le'an can't trust the person in front of him, it's just that Yang Wenkai's big mouth is well known in the class.If Yang Wenkai knew that Shengling had transferred to Anlin and said it unintentionally, Shengling would be discussed by others.

Enrolling in a higher school is a cruel competition. Sheng Ling's going to Anlin means that he can get into a good school more easily.

Yang Wenkai doesn't talk about Sheng Ling, but he can't think about it so much, and speaking out unintentionally may arouse dissatisfaction from others.

Xie Le'an didn't want to hear others say bad things about Sheng Ling.

I don't know if Yang Wenkai and the three of them believed Xie Le'an's words. Soon the class bell rang, and a group of people had to go back to their seats.

Only Xie Le'an was left sitting alone in the back row. The big boy next to him who had to remind him to take out his textbooks before every class was no longer.

In fact, Sheng Ling didn't leave on Monday, he left after school last Friday.

Everything is ready in Anlin City, and Yan Panya went there a week ago to help the father and son tidy up the residence there.So Sheng Tengrong left in a hurry. On Friday, after class, Sheng Ling came to the school gate to pick him up to the airport.

Sheng Ling didn't tell Xie Le'an that he was leaving until after class.

Xie Le'an thought he said he would leave this weekend, and asked him foolishly: "Then we won't do our homework tonight, so I'll accompany you to eat delicious food."

Sheng Ling shook his head: "I'm going to the airport soon, and my dad is already waiting to pick me up at the school gate."

The separation came unexpectedly.

"W-why didn't you tell me earlier." Xie Le'an looked at Sheng Ling blankly, his heart ached.

That night after Sheng Ling left the hospital with Xie Le'an on his back, he had been secretly counting the days on his fingers, like a child who was restricted from eating sweets, cherishingly counting the remaining candies.

Sheng Ling said that he didn't want other people in the class to know about the transfer, because it was troublesome.He also said that he didn't want to tell Xie Le'an in advance, because he was afraid that he would be troubled for nothing if he found out.

So during this period of time, Xie Le'an has been trying to ignore the fact that Sheng Ling is leaving, but the effect is not good. He occasionally talks to Sheng Ling, and he will be in a daze, thinking that in a few days, I won't be able to watch it every day. Here comes the man.

Sheng Ling scratched his temples and explained without confidence: "Say it sooner or later, it's all the same."

In the classroom on Friday afternoon, there was no one left after 10 minutes after school, and everyone was in a hurry to go home and play.

Xie Le'an sat on the seat, unconsciously picking his fingernails, his eyes were empty, and he muttered to himself.

"I've been thinking about how to send you off, but I haven't figured it out...I haven't figured out how to say goodbye to you, Sheng Ling."

As he spoke, his tone became hurried and he seemed at a loss.

"It's okay, it's okay." Sheng Ling sat down in the front row facing back, and took Xie Le'an's hand.

"Didn't you say you want to buy me a box of red bean bread?" Sheng Ling reminded, "Let's go to the canteen to buy bread."

Xie Le'an remembered that he had promised Sheng Ling, nodded, and followed him to the canteen.

Students are on holiday on Friday, and the owner of the canteen has already started to pack up the goods and prepare to close.

It was a coincidence that Xie Le'an and the others had caught up. The boss saw them approaching and stopped moving the goods.

"Little classmate, what do you want to buy?" The boss was a simple and honest black-skinned guy, and greeted them with a smile.

Sheng Ling poked Xie Le'an with his elbow as a reminder.

Xie Le'an said to the boss: "I want a box of red bean bread."

"A box?!" The boss was surprised, his small eyes suddenly opened, like persimmons that opened their mouths.

He sighed: "Oh, I know you students like red bean buns, but I haven't seen anyone buying a box. Wait, I'll find them for you."

After speaking, the boss turned around and went inside.

Since Sheng Ling was leaving, books and the like had to be brought with him, Xie Le'an was a little worried.

"Can you still get the red bean bread? Otherwise, I'll go out with you and help you get something."

Sheng Ling frowned, pretending to be vicious: "Of course you want to go out with me, even if you don't want to see me off, I will drag you to the school gate."

Xie Le'an was taken aback for a moment, the words were obviously domineering and annoying, but he felt sour and warm when he heard them.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Yeah."

While the two were talking, the boss had found a box of red bean bread, brought it out, and handed it to Sheng Ling.

"Little classmate, take it."

A box of bread weighs well, much lighter than a box of books.

Xie Le'an settled the bill for the boss, and all the money in his meal card was wiped out at once.

The boss still reminded: "Although the red bean bread is delicious, it is still not as good as a real dinner. Don't just eat bread for convenience."

Xie Le'an held the card in his hand and replied softly: "Yes."

What he was thinking in his heart was that Sheng Ling was gone, no one would help him cook, he couldn't run fast, and he couldn't catch the other students, so in order to save some time, he should say goodbye to the cafeteria completely.

After paying the bill, Xie Le'an returned to Sheng Ling.

Sheng Ling also heard what the boss told Xie Le'an just now: "Did you hear what the boss said? Eat well, don't be lazy all the time, you can't just use bread to deal with it just because I don't have to cook for you."

Xie Le'an didn't answer, and walked away sullenly.

"Hey, pretend you can't hear me!" Sheng Ling chased after him with the bread in his arms.

The two returned to the classroom, packed up the things Sheng Ling wanted to bring, and left the classroom together.

Sheng Tengrong's car had been waiting at the school gate for a long time, and when he saw Sheng Ling slowly appearing, he immediately opened the car door to greet him.

The father and son put their things in the car, and Sheng Ling said to Sheng Tengrong, "Wait for me to say goodbye to Xie Le'an."

Sheng Tengrong nodded, told him to hurry up, and sat back in the car by himself.

Sheng Ling walked towards Xie Le'an, feeling awkward for a moment, and the farewell he had planned became clumsy and awkward at the end.

"Well... I'm leaving."

Xie Le'an's answer was not much better: "Yes."

The traffic flowed endlessly on the road behind the two of them, and the busy city in the weekend evening was full of noise.

Sheng Ling clenched his fists, took half a step forward, pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

"I'll call you, you miss me."

Xie Le'an had a sore nose: "...um."

While no one was watching, Sheng Ling turned his head, and quietly pressed a fleeting kiss on Xie Le'an's cheek, then quickly let go of his embrace, and ran to the side of the car.

He waved to Xie Le'an, and Xie Le'an also waved.

Looking at each other one last time, Sheng Ling got into the car amidst Sheng Tengrong's urging.

The car started quickly, turned around, Sheng Tengrong wanted to lower the window and nodded to Xie Le'an, after that, the car quickly drove into the far away traffic.

Xie Le'an watched the car leave until the next corner, when the shadow of the car could no longer be seen, and then slowly looked away.

Parting is never a happy thing.

Xie Le comforted his chest, which was heavy and painful.

He wanted to cry several times, but held back.There is no need to cry.

Because they will definitely meet again.affim.

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