Mr. Daydream
I hope Lin Nanyue is not still standing there.
"He..." Jiang Qing's eyes wandered, and suddenly they lit up, "Here, he's here."
At the end of the long corridor, the figure of a young man gradually became clearer as the stairs rose. Under the hazy outline was a face with a slight blush.
He stepped closer, bringing a breeze.
The ends of the hair on top of his head shook slightly for a few times before they settled down neatly against the boy's fluffy hair.
Lin Nanyan saw the people at the end of the corridor and subconsciously walked forward and greeted them with a smile: "Aunt Wang, Uncle Jiang."
Wang Hong didn't reply. She glanced at the blush at the corners of the boy's eyes, then turned to look at the two girls with big red eyes behind her.
She turned around and said hesitantly, "Nan Yan, you're not going to cry too—?"
This question made her a little uncertain.
In her impression, Nan Yan was a very strong child. Even though his father didn't love him and his mother didn't care for him, she never saw him cry. If there weren't two living examples behind him, she wouldn't have attributed the word "crying" which had nothing to do with Nan Yan to him.
Lin Nanyan's smile remained unchanged, without revealing a single flaw: "No, why did Aunt Wang say that?"
Jiang Qing suddenly popped out her little head from behind Wang Hong, who was blocking her way tightly. She was afraid that the fact that she had made Lin Nanyan cry would be exposed, and she would be hit by her mother's ruthless iron sand palm.
At this moment, she kept squinting, afraid that this little... uh... crybaby would not be able to hold it back and cry again.
That would be a big trouble.
"Mom, don't talk nonsense. He won't cry. How embarrassing," she said, dragging out her tone to emphasize, then raised her right hand and clenched her fist threateningly, saying word by word: "Isn't that right? Lin, Nan, Yan."
The red-eyed girl was dancing and waving behind Aunt Wang, very lively and active. She was so bright that even the corridor, which had become very dark for some reason today, was filled with sunshine.
Lin Nanyan's mood suddenly brightened: "Yes, when I was washing my face just now, the cold water got into my eyes."
However, he turned to look at Jiang Qing: "Your eyes——?"
Before I could even ask the question, the girl made a gesture to shut up and told me not to bring up things that were not related to the topic.
Wang Hong was relieved that she hadn't been wronged. She said angrily, "Don't mention it. It makes me angry. You're already grown up and still playing the staring-at-the-sun game. If you don't want those eyes, donate them to someone who can use them. Stop wasting them in different ways every day."
She turned around and changed her face again, smiling: "Of course, I'm not talking about you, Xiaoshuang. Don't follow Jiang Jiang blindly. She has led you astray."
Jiang Qing, who was being treated sarcastically, clasped her hands and looked up at the sky and down at the earth, but not at the person in front of her.
Song Shuang, who was comforted with good intentions, smiled awkwardly and did not feel comforted at all.
"Okay, okay, don't you want milk tea? Come on, Uncle Jiang will buy it for you. You can drink whatever you want." Seeing that the situation was not right, Jiang Shanhai hurried out to smooth things over.
He drove the three children in front, not forgetting to turn around and smile at Wang Hong. Sure enough, she didn't say a word and walked behind them from a distance.
Not long after, in front of a milk tea shop near the school.
Three people stood in a row, each holding a cup of milk tea, slurping it and watching the two parents walk away.
"Don't take what I said before too seriously. How you and he get along is your freedom." Jiang Qing suddenly spoke.
"I just saw a problem and as your friend I felt I had to point it out to make sure you were aware of it, that's all."
"As for what you're going to do next, just think about you and him, don't let me influence you."
Jiang Qing spoke with the sound of slurping, and the topic was easily passed over like their daily gossip in the past.
Song Shuang paused while biting the straw. She took a deep breath, and the rich aroma of milk filled her mouth, which was so sweet that it tasted bitter.
"I know." She smiled casually.
Lin Nanyan didn't know what the two girls were talking about. He stood quietly by the side, his eyes occasionally falling on the puffy cheeks of the girl in the middle and then looking away.
Three plump birds huddled together on the telephone pole, rubbing their feathers against each other. Their eyes occasionally fell on the humans below, and then they turned their heads and chirped to each other, as if they were curious about the delicious food in the hands of the three people.
Song Shuang threw the empty milk tea cup into the trash can, hit!
"Come on, I'll treat you to dinner."
She turned around and became her usual heartless self again.
Lin Nanyan and Jiang Qing glanced sideways.
"Didn't I tell you last time that I'd treat Lin Nanyan to a meal?" She hugged Jiang Qing's arm. "You're in luck, so I'll treat you too."
Jiang Qing was very supportive and said with sparkling eyes: "Wow, then it's a deal, you can't refuse me anything I want."
Lin Nanyan ordered: "Then let's have braised fish."
Jiang Qing squinted her eyes and missed the taste of braised fish. The more she thought about it, the more fragrant it became. She kept nodding and saying, "hmm hmm."
I want to eat, slurp.
"Okay, love doesn't mean you don't feel bad about spending money, right?" Song Shuang joked. She patted her chest and strode forward. "Forget it. I'm in a good mood today. I won't argue with you. Eat, order whatever you want, it's my treat."
"I knew our Xiaoshuang is the best." Jiang Qing leaned her head closer and rested it on Song Shuang's shoulder.
The furry hair scratched the side of his neck, and Song Shuang couldn't stand it and dodged it.
"It's itchy, go away."
"I won't. I won't."
"Okay, look at my mysterious meow claws."
"Hahaha, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again..."
A white cloud came and blocked the scorching sun for a moment, but soon it could not bear the heat and floated away quietly and spun around.
The three shadows were stretched out very long, appearing and disappearing from time to time, as if they were playing hide-and-seek.
......
On the tree-lined path, someone was moving slowly like a turtle with a bloated belly.
Jiang Qing stood still, gazing at the distant sky, squinting her eyes in a deep expression: "Comfortable, this is life."
Song Shuang echoed, expressing deep agreement: "It's delicious. I want to eat more after eating it."
"I'm going to vomit if you eat any more." Lin Nanyan interrupted the two people's unrealistic enjoyment, earning the two girls' roll of their eyes.
As she walked, Jiang Qing suddenly saw a familiar figure standing at the end of the path. She poked the person next to her and said, "Hey, your brother."
Song Shuang followed the direction of her finger and saw Song Qing. She turned around and said goodbye to the two of them: "Then I'll leave first. See you in the afternoon."
"Yeah," Jiang Qing mouthed softly, "Good luck."
After the parent-teacher conference, the person you least want to see is the parents, no matter if they are your parents or older brothers or sisters.
Fortunately, she had successfully overcome the tribulation. From now on, I wish Song Shuang good luck. However, judging from her brother's expression, he probably wouldn't scold her.
Song Shuang smiled and skipped forward.
Jiang Qing watched the two of them leave in harmony, feeling overwhelmed: "I wish I had a brother like this, handsome, gentle, and with a good personality."
I will never be afraid of attending parent-teacher meetings again!
"Tell me, why didn't my mother give me a brother?"
Lin Nanyan said silently: "You can mention this to Aunt Wang. If you want, there is still hope for a younger brother."
"Are you looking for a beating? Can you speak?" Jiang Qing reached out to hit him when she heard this outrageous statement.
Lin Nanyan dodged nimbly and said seriously, "I'm just discussing the feasibility of your idea with you."
Ahhhh——
"Who wants to discuss this with you!" Jiang Qing's cheeks flushed with anger, and she chased after Lin Nanyan to punish him physically.
She ran a few steps and jumped up, then with a cat-like pounce, she hung steadily on Lin Nanyan's back, strangling his neck with her arms, "Are you going to talk or not? Beg for mercy now."
Despite being attacked unexpectedly by the girl, Lin Nanyan stood firmly in place, and wrapped his hands around the girl's legs to protect her from falling.
He kept walking, carrying the person on his back, and walked forward, shouting "I beg for mercy, I'm sorry, Ms. Jiang Jiang."
Jiang Qing hummed with satisfaction and swung her legs on his back: "Hmph, that's good enough. I forgive you."
She let go of his hand and was about to jump down when she noticed the man below her was silent for a moment, as if he had thought hard before reluctantly agreeing: "If you really want a brother, you can call me brother."
He added, "I don't mind."
After saying that, Lin Nanyan realized that his neck, which had just relaxed, suddenly became tense, and one of the girl's hands was still touching and tapping his head left and right.
Lin Nanyan raised his eyes: "What are you doing?"
The girl on his back said seriously, "I'm trying to see what's wrong with your head."
She suddenly pulled his ear and said loudly, "Why are you daydreaming otherwise?"
Lin Nanyan dodged back and forth with a smile on his face: "Why don't you shout and let me see if I'm daydreaming."
Jiang Qing refused coldly and ruthlessly, saying, "Please call me Ms. Jiang Qing, Mr. Daydream."
"Okay, Ms. Jiang Jiang, I hope you know that Mr. Daydream doesn't want to daydream."
"veto!"
"Please tell Mr. Daydream that Ms. Jiang Jiang has decided to exercise her veto power."
The tree-lined path has no end. The boy carries the girl on his back, seemingly for eternity, so far that they meet again and again through the weight of time...
The conversation between the two was like a flash in the pan, and no one mentioned it.
The laughter is the same as before.
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When the bell for class rang, Jiang Qing was still confused.
She had biology class in the afternoon, and she spent her entire lunch break rewriting that damn biology test paper.
As she wrote, she thought to herself: Li Dongming, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!
At the same time, I prayed in my heart: Please, biology, love me again, material exchange, photosynthesis, cells don't run away...
Lin Nanyan was standing next to her, listening to her silent mumbling while helping her sort out the answers.
He fluently wrote down Jiang Qing's previous answer on the paper, and fixed the correct idea below. Then he received a small heart drawn on a piece of messy draft paper.
Lin Nanyue smiled and folded the crumpled straw paper.
Jiang Qing finally finished a test paper during the lunch break. Just as she closed her eyes and felt drowsy, she heard the bell ring the next second.
Jiang Qing closed her eyes and turned her head slowly: "How long have I slept?"
Lin Nanyan withdrew his hand that was about to call for help, changed direction to tidy up his desk, and replied without looking away: "Ten minutes."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qing wanted to lie back down, but suddenly she remembered something and raised her body slightly: "Is Wang Huacheng here?"
"I'm here. I came half an hour ago."
Jiang Qing squinted her eyes and looked at Wang Huaqiang's seat, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
It's good that you're here, which means there's nothing serious wrong with your body.
The teacher hasn't come yet, and she doesn't want to leave while holding the doll under her. She wants to continue her date with Zhou Gong.
Zhang Kuo walked up to the podium with a wide-legged stride.
"What's going on? Is this class taught by the old teacher?"
"I don't remember that, am I mistaken?"
"Changed classes?"
"Who knows? Whatever the class is, just take it."
"That's it. I didn't criticize you enough at the parent-teacher conference, so I have to criticize you again in class."
"Bah, stop talking nonsense."
The students below were talking at once, almost to the point of shouting at him. Zhang Kuo pretended not to hear and clapped his hands: "Quiet."
"Come in."
The sunlight was shining outside the door, and a young man was striding towards me with his long legs against the light.
He wore black pants, a white T-shirt, and a black jacket, which showed off his broad shoulders and narrow waist. You could tell at a glance that he had an excellent body proportion.
The young boy stood on the podium dragging his schoolbag. His posture was obviously ordinary, but he exuded a nonchalant temperament.
"Chen Heng, please take care of me in the future."
A clear and pleasant young voice sounded, and the crowd below immediately exploded.
"Transfer student?!"
"Oh my god, another handsome guy!"
"There are so many good-looking people in this world. What's the big deal about me being one more? I'm going to make a scene."
"He and the monitor are completely different types. He's good-looking, I love watching him, come more..."
Amidst the noise, Jiang Qing remained dazed, unable to come back to her senses. "I'm not half asleep, am I? It's Chen Heng."
Lin Nanyan also looked up at the young man on the podium: "It's him."
Jiang Qing lay on her ugly-but-cute doll, her sleepy brain short-circuiting a bit. A sudden thought popped into her mind: "Is he here to collect a debt from us?"
Hearing this, Lin Nanyan was strangely silent for a few seconds: "Maybe."
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