The right way to fall in love

After the weekend, Yan Jingyuan started to attend class again. On the surface, she seemed to be fine, but the sorrow inside was really higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, she had been in a "cold war" with He Chengyin for more than a week, so she naturally wanted to meet up early and speak clearly.But when she thought of meeting, she thought of that vicious kiss again, and thought of that suffocating feeling that made people blush and heartbeat when they approached. She was flustered and timid, like an ostrich who buried her head in the ground to avoid danger, and instinctively resisted being with him. Meet.

When there is something on my mind, I am always in a daze, wandering away.

Over the past few days, she has been thinking about a lot.First of all, I thought about it, I used to naively thought that He Chengyin would be a knight who would silently help the other party, but I didn't want to be a tyrant who just saw the clue and came angrily to ask for an explanation.And her?Instead of being disgusted, she was very novel, as if she had gotten to know him again.

No, she actually still had a little fear.The elegant outer shell has faded away, and now that he makes a slight move, her heart skips a beat. She doesn't know what kind of "extraordinary" move he will make.

She also thought of what the female classmate who came with Misilou said in that outing, that in the face of love, no matter what obstacles there are, you should go after them.

But she is really not that kind of person.

She is like a blind man crossing a river with a bamboo stick.I had to stand on the spot cautiously, knock on all the stones in front of me, and muster up my courage before I dared to take a step with sweaty palms.What a precious thing love is, like thin porcelain, like glass, how dare she go on the rampage recklessly?

If He Chengyin also wanted her to be a warrior who would chase after him, throwing away the bamboo stick in her hand and running towards him without hesitation, what should she do?She once said so firmly to Du Fei, "I will perish in silence", can she really do it?Will she really be comfortable doing it?

An uncomfortable love, can she still regard it as "love"?

Thinking of this, Yan Jingyuan couldn't help becoming discouraged again, and sighed deeply.

Chen Feifei was sitting beside her at the moment, hearing the sighs, she couldn't help but want to sigh.From the beginning of Monday, she noticed Yan Jingyuan's dejected and distraught appearance. Knowing that it was because of a quarrel with Mr. He, she really couldn't figure it out.Can someone who is calm towards Lu Ruping get into a fight with her boyfriend instead?

As if he couldn't stand it any longer, he poked Yan Jingyuan's arm with a pen and asked, "Look at Mr. Fei, it's already reached the fourth paragraph."

Yan Jingyuan, who was about to come back to his senses, looked at her blankly, and then looked at the podium, only to realize that there was a large paragraph of blackboard writing on the blackboard.She exclaimed in a low voice, and immediately started to write down.Fortunately, it was almost time for the small class break. She had time to copy the notes for a while. After finishing writing, it was only half of the time, so she got up and went to the bathroom.

It's already past the most crowded period just after class, and the bathroom is empty at the moment.Yan Jingyuan didn't see anyone else when he came in, he was in the cubicle, but he heard voices coming from outside, presumably the people who were in the cubicle had come out now.

One person said: "Do you know that the Department of English is Miss Yan? Let me tell you something." The voice was soft and sweet, and he laughed at the same table a few days ago and said that he was an old thought.

When Yan Jingyuan heard Lu Ruping talking about herself, she stopped when she was about to open the compartment door, and just waited to hear what she had to say.

Another girl asked, "What's the matter?"

Instead, Lu Ruping's voice became hesitant, and hesitatingly said: "This...that's very strange," the voice obviously lowered, but Yan Jingyuan's cubicle was not far away, so it was still possible to He could hear clearly, "When school was over recently, I often saw Miss Yan at the school gate, and a foreign car came to pick her up."

Another voice chuckled and said, "Maybe it's a foreign car at home? It's not surprising." During the speech, there was the sound of water flowing, presumably it was washing hands.

Lu Ruping said: "There is nothing wrong with a foreign car, but I have seen several different foreign cars. And there is a car that is always parked a little farther away, or on the opposite street or at the corner, hiding The appearance, the driver is also different in a trance."

The sound of running water stopped instantly, and the other person said in surprise: "Really? Did you really see it?"

Lu Ruping's voice became a little bewildered again, as if she was defending herself: "That's right...the figure of the driver looks different. Alas, but one of them often parks the foreign car far away. I can't see the truth, but I feel that if it is fair and aboveboard, why should I act like this, it's a little secretive." At the end, there was a bit of regret in the words.

The other person didn't speak up immediately, and sighed after a while: "...Oh my God."

Yan Jingyuan didn't want to hear any more, quietly pushed open the wooden door, and went to the sink where the two were.Lu Ruping was talking directly to the female classmate, her back was facing her, and she didn't realize that she was there.He just continued on his own: "However, no matter who the driver is, they are all dressed in suits and leather shoes. Sigh, did Mi Siyan get confused for a while?"

Although the other female classmate was blocked by Lu Ruping, at least she was facing Yan Jingyuan's position. At this moment, she saw Yan Jingyuan had come to the sink behind Lu Ruping, and her gossip was caught by the person concerned.Just as he was about to signal Ruping to stop talking, Yan Jingyuan had already unscrewed the faucet of the sink first.

As soon as the sound of running water sounded, Lu Ruping seemed startled, so she looked at the mirror in front of the sink to see who was behind her.

Seeing this, he was facing a pair of eyes that were also looking at him in the mirror at the same time, and he was even more guilty, his lips were pursed and he didn't know how to speak.

Yan Jingyuan frowned at her in the mirror, swept away his recent slump, with a rather sharp posture, and smiled leisurely: "My family and friends all wear suits rather than long gowns. Miss Lu Ruojian The older one arrived, that’s my father, and if the younger one arrived, it’s my boyfriend.” After speaking, he even smiled and teased, “Mislo is so curious, why didn’t you come and ask me?”

While speaking, Lu Ruping's face was already flushed, and her face was full of embarrassment.And because I was telling the story, I had to apologize and said with a smile: "So, so it is." The expression was really indescribably ashamed and weak, "Fortunately... Fortunately, I misunderstood. I am really worried about you, If you say that, I'm relieved..."

Yan Jingyuan washed his hands, admired her excellent singing and writing, and smiled at her in the mirror.

During this period, the two of them made eye contact through the mirror. At this moment, Yan Jingyuan's eyes were straight and sharp, and "I don't believe it" was written brightly, like a small needle, which made Lu Ruping's heart skip a beat. His expression was a little tense.

Lu Ruping was really embarrassed, seeing that although Yan Jingyuan was not as friendly as before, she didn't intend to pursue the truth in public, so she pulled the female classmate around her and wanted to leave.After taking a few steps, he heard the voice behind him: "Wait a minute." He yelled in his heart that he lost his mind, how could he gossip about her today, it's really bad luck.

But Yan Jingyuan said irrelevantly: "What happened to the foreign novel you talked about earlier? Has the heroine pursued her love?" Her gaze was still looking into the mirror, as if in a daze Staring blankly at himself in the mirror.

Lu Ruping seemed to be stunned by this sudden question. After thinking for a while, she remembered what novel she was talking about, and said with a dry smile: "Yes, the heroine confessed her love and got together with the hero. It's a pity that we broke up in the end. Yes, it's a tragedy."

Yan Jingyuan looked in the mirror and said "oh" blankly, and didn't reply anymore.

Lu Ruping breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly left with her companions.

The second half of the class went smoothly, my mind was clear, and I didn't get distracted.Sitting in the painting classroom of the art college, Fang Yu even shared the good news with her, saying that the annoying young master finally stopped appearing, and she didn't have to be frightened anymore.Yan Jingyuan smiled and congratulated her, and smiled at Yanyan on the surface, but in fact he was not very interested after all.

Today's sketch is not good, maybe because of the depression in my heart, the drawing paper is also dark and dark, the whole picture is dark and depressing.

After finally going through a class, Mr. Xu came to talk to her alone when he didn't want to finish the class.At that time, Yan Jingyuan was packing up his things. He had just taken off the drawing paper and rolled it up for a little while, when Mr. Xu stood beside him, glanced at the picture, and said, as if he had realized something, "You and Xiaohe, haven't Is it okay?"

Yan Jingyuan was shocked. He never expected Mr. Xu to know about his relationship with He Chengyin, so he stopped drawing paper and looked at this usually inconspicuous gentleman in astonishment.

Mr. Xu stretched out his fingers to click on her painting, and said in distaste: "Why is it so dark? What about the contrast between light and dark? What about the tone?" As expected of a gentleman, Mr. picked out all the undesirable parts of her painting. , counted over and over again.The dislike was over, and the students in the classroom were almost gone, he coughed a few times, and said, "Okay, I think Xiao He cares about you, but he will mess up, so don't worry about him."

It was actually for reconciliation.

Yan Jingyuan might as well be concerned about his love affairs by the art teacher, so he said embarrassedly: "Sir, you and I...you know?"

Mr. Xu grinned, and teased, "Isn't it? Back then, I came here to be a mannequin, and came to ask me about you. I've never seen him like this." He said, "Still This time, he must have been a little busy, and hung up on me overnight, saying that he made you unhappy, and asked me to be a peacemaker!"

Yan Jingyuan gave a dull "Oh" and smiled, not without surprise.

Mr. Xu said: "Okay, I have already brought the words. You see, Xiao He has tried every means to entrust me, so it can be seen that he is worried about you." He lowered his voice pretending to be mysterious, "Let me tell you, Xiaohe has never had a date before. If you become careless and stupid, you can’t get angry. He is afraid that you will get angry with him and refuse to agree. Let me tell you that he will meet you at the cafe he often goes to at two o’clock on weekends. .”

Yan Jingyuan looked at the rescuer brought by He Chengyin in front of him, for some reason, it seemed that most of his discouragement had disappeared, and he even felt a little happy.Ninja Jun couldn't help but whispered: "I know. I will go."

Mr. Xu also nodded with a smile, and before he left, he still made a fuss at her painting: "This painting is not good! It's outrageous!" Then he staggered out of the classroom.

Originally, she was only waiting for the weekend to come, and she didn't want to spend a day, but on Friday, she received an invitation to a Saturday party from Chen Feifei.

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