Thanks
Jiang Qing ran out along the long corridor, turned around a red wall, and went downstairs a few steps. She looked up and only slowed down her pace after she could no longer see the figures of the two people above.
What a beautiful girl's thoughts, ignorant, green and innocent.
Although she has never experienced the heart-pounding feeling of a high school campus, it does not stop her from enjoying watching it.
Lin Dagou was lucky. Although she didn't observe her carefully just now, she knew at first sight that she was a very beautiful girl with a good temper.
She was still smiling at her, her eyes seemed to be filled with tears, her cheeks were rosy, and she smiled sweetly, shy but gentle. Help!
I just don't know how Lin Nanyan could resist the temptation and reject her.
Yes, although Jiang Qing couldn't see the subsequent developments, she knew the ending was already predetermined. The girl was heading for a relationship that was bound to fail, because -
Looking back after a long time, Lin Nanyan was a widower in high school. He had never had a campus romance, and there was no girl close to him, at least she didn't notice.
If you calculate it this way, wait—
Jiang Qing sat up straight and suddenly thought that the girl closest to him was actually her!
Of course, this number also includes Song Shuang.
She counted on her fingers and found that the other girls were either acquaintances she nodded to or acquaintances she asked questions to. In short, there were not many of them who had a close relationship with her. She was indeed worthy of being the widower.
Then her fingertips relaxed again, but then again, there were only a few boys close to her, and they were all acquaintances.
Forget it, since the eldest brother doesn’t say anything about the second brother, no one should laugh at each other.
Sitting on a stone bench, Jiang Qing's butt was hot under the scorching sun. She moved a little to the side uncomfortably and used her body temperature to warm up another part of the body.
She hoped that Lin Nanyan wouldn't be too harsh in his rejection. After all, not everyone had such a big heart as hers and could face his aggressive attitude with a smile. Jiang Qing was very confident that she could refute him gracefully and logically every time with a smile on her face.
Her eyes wandered around the destination and finally fell on a black ant at her feet. It was holding a white object and climbing over mountains. Coincidentally, the object it was climbing was the mountain of her shoes.
Lift your feet and shake them off.
The ant was stunned by the fall, but it quickly shook itself off, climbed up again, staggered around aimlessly for a few times, looking for its lifeline that had been thrown away. Until it picked up the food that was bigger than its body again, it found its way and moved forward with the weight, climbing to the top again.
Jiang Qing didn't move this time, watching it crawl across the tip of her shoe. From her angle, she could only see white and not black.
It is said that ants can carry weights more than thirty times their own body weight and will not lose their lives even if they fall from a height of ten meters. What amazing creatures they are.
What is even more enviable is that they seem to be brainless. If they fail, they just repeat the same thing again. It is no big deal. They look like they have no worries. They don’t have to attend classes, take exams, or be criticized.
Jiang Qing's thoughts took off and landed, and she suddenly felt annoyed. She shouldn't have held the party on a whim. Now that she was done with showing off, she could only wait anxiously for Ms. Wang's wrath.
She reflected on herself in her heart and decided to remember to ask Song Shuang to keep it a secret next time. Remember, remember.
She was secretly planning the next gathering. While she was lost in thought, a hand fell on her shoulder. A strange feeling came over her. Jiang Qing was startled and turned around instantly, only to face the enlarged face of the boy approaching her.
She leaned back subconsciously, and then the boy's entire face came into view.
Familiar eyebrows and eyes, familiar bold temperament, but the ears were clean, without the sharp metal earrings. The boy was wearing white sportswear and looked refreshed. It was obviously the same person, but compared to the first time they met, he now seemed inexplicably more well-behaved.
It's him.
Jiang Qing recognized the boy she met at the police station that day.
"You, you are the one..."
Who was that?
The two words were on the tip of her tongue, but she just couldn't remember them. She stammered and couldn't answer.
The boy straightened up, and the distance between the two of them was widened for a moment.
When he came out of the Academic Affairs Office, he found a girl sitting there alone with her legs swinging and her hair messy. She kicked a few pebbles from time to time and looked very bored.
Seeing this, Chen Heng stopped, looked up at the sky, and then looked at the girl's back to make sure he was not dazzled. He thought it was not too hot to sit there in such awful weather. He took a step closer, but the girl didn't notice him at all and was just staring blankly at herself.
At this moment, he looked at the girl stuttering, looking like she was trying hard to think, but she just couldn't spit out his name.
Chen Heng sympathetically continued the girl's words: "Chen Heng, Erdong Chen, Heng as in measure."
He didn't really care whether Jiang Qing remembered his name now, as long as she remembered it in the future.
"Yes, Chen Heng," it was this name. Jiang Qing finally uttered the suddenly clear words fluently. She was a little surprised, but still thanked him sincerely. "Thank you for your help last time. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to send him to the police station so easily."
Although she forgot his name as soon as she turned her head, her gratitude was absolutely sincere.
Jiang Qing apologized to Chen Heng in her heart. She was in too much of a hurry last time, and her goldfish brain was not very proficient in using it because it had just been restarted.
"It's just something that comes naturally," Chen Heng raised his eyebrows, his voice casual, "You already thanked me last time."
"I hope that next time we meet, the first thing you say to me won't be thank you, but my name."
Jiang Qing was amused by this and said, "Next time for sure."
She promised to engrave his name in her heart, stroke by stroke, and never forget it.
After all, not remembering the kind person's name was embarrassing enough the first time it happened, and she absolutely didn't want it to happen a second time.
"By the way, why are you here? Are you from our school too?" If such a good-looking boy was from their school, she should know him, or at least she would be familiar with him.
She was not exaggerating. If anyone had a gossip-loving and well-informed Song Shuang around who would report the latest school news at any time, she would definitely be familiar with all the outstanding people and things in the school.
For example, the person in front of me.
"No," Chen Heng denied, but then changed the subject, "But it will be soon."
What does this mean? Half-denial?
Chen Heng looked at the girl's sweaty hair sticking to the side of her face and asked, "Why are you sitting here alone?"
Jiang Qing's attention shifted as Chen Heng said, "I'm waiting for someone."
As he was talking, Chen Heng suddenly saw the girl's eyes suddenly light up, "Hey, waiting for him."
Chen Heng seemed to have sensed something. He turned around and saw a boy walking hurriedly towards him on the stairs in the distance. His steps were quite big, as if he knew someone was waiting for him and he seemed quite impatient.
Meeting his gaze, the boy's pace regained its familiar rhythm after an unnoticeable pause.
Chen Heng's attention was attracted by the bright pink envelope in Lin Nanyan's hand. After pausing for a few seconds and realizing what it was, he turned his head and looked deeply at the girl in front of him who was obviously becoming excited.
Chen Heng: "It seems that your classmate is very popular."
Knowing what he meant, Jiang Qing puffed out her chest proudly: "Of course."
The people around her are all very good people, so it is natural that some people like her. It would be strange if no one likes her. In this sense, the more people like her friends, the more people are praising her vision, and Jiang Qing is proud of it.
Chen Heng looked at the girl's straight chin, bright eyes, and brilliant smile full of vitality, which made her look particularly dazzling.
He suddenly smiled and said, "Very good."
Jiang Qing turned her head and a question mark slowly formed in her mind. This sounded strange, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that there was nothing wrong with it. So she would just assume that he agreed with her.
Lin Nanyan was afraid that Jiang Qing would get anxious waiting alone, so after making sure that the girl who blocked his way was alright, he quickened his pace. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got downstairs, he saw Jiang Qing chatting and laughing with a familiar boy with her eyes curved.
His gaze subconsciously moved over and fell on Chen Heng's face, who turned around after hearing the noise. The two people's eyes met and quickly separated, like a dragonfly skimming the water.
Lin Nanyan was very sure that Chen Heng was not a student of their school. After all, last time at the police station, Chen Heng did not show any abnormality regarding their personal information.
So if he wasn't a student of this school, why was he here at this time? And he was alone with Jiang Qing without his knowledge. You know, their school is a completely closed school, and normally no outsiders are allowed in.
Lin Nanyan was inexplicably concerned about this boy's behavior.
The same thing happened last time at the police station. He overreacted.
This is not right, he reflected on himself in his heart.
"Chen Heng?" The distance between the two boys gradually shortened, and Lin Nanyan stopped. "Why are you here?"
Just as he finished speaking, the school bell rang shrilly.
“Ding-ling-ling——”
It was the bell for class, indicating that the break was over, but the three people standing here were not in a hurry to leave.
Even within this ringing sound, in a corner unknown to anyone, someone quietly broke down. Ok, her achievement of being embarrassed alone was accomplished. Jiang Qing covered her face. Why can everyone do this, but not me?
As the bell rang, the interrupted conversation resumed. Chen Heng responded to Lin Nanyan's question, "I was just taking a walk. The school... there shouldn't be any rules prohibiting outsiders from entering."
Indeed not. Although the school is closed, it is not a real prison. Outsiders can come in as long as they register at the school gate and contact the teachers inside. But this also indirectly shows that Chen Heng knows the teachers in their school in a sense.
Jiang Qing thought about his half-denial and half-rejection words before, and suddenly realized: "I know, you are a transfer student, right?"
Lin Nanyan turned around: "Transfer student?"
Chen Heng met Lin Nanyan's gaze and nodded to confirm Jiang Qing's guess.
"Thank you for your help last time. If you have any problems at school in the future, you can come to me. I'm in Class 9, Grade 2." Lin Nanyan raised his eyes and thanked the person in front of him seriously, thanking him for protecting her when he was away.
Chen Heng put one hand in his pocket, a smile on his face, "I can't accept so many thanks by myself."
Jiang Qing, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but laugh. "You could say we have a tacit understanding. The first thing we say when we come up is thank you."
She also promised Chen Heng: "You can come to me if you have any problems. I am in the same class with him." She pointed at Lin Nanyan.
Lin Nanyan: "Just find me."
They're all the same, why are you suddenly making such a distinction? Jiang Qing gave Lin Nanyan a strange look and said nothing.
Chen Heng was about to say something when suddenly, a cell phone message ringtone rang between the three of them.
Jiang Qing and Lin Nanyan's eyes were attracted by the movement and they all looked at Chen Heng's pocket, where the shape of a mobile phone was faintly revealed, and the bulge was constantly vibrating.
Chen Heng lowered his eyes, and the hair on his head fell down, casting a layer of light blue above his eyes, making him look a bit gloomy and quiet. He glanced at it casually, stretched out his white fingers and pressed the raised button on the side, and the lit screen went out in the next second.
"Then it's settled, no regrets."
The boy was still smiling, but Jiang Qing felt that the smile had become much lighter.
"No regrets. Next time you come to see me, I will definitely treat you to a meal as a reward for last time." Jiang Qing promised seriously, trying to make the other party feel her sincerity.
Chen Heng put the phone back into his pocket and said, "I'm leaving now. I look forward to seeing you next time."
"goodbye."
Watching Chen Heng's back as he walked away, Jiang Qing pinched her thumb and index finger together and tugged at Lin Nanyan's school uniform. "Do you feel like he's changed in some way?"
She didn't know how to describe it, but she felt like the style of painting was subtly changing.
Lin Nanyan: "You're watching so carefully. If you want to know, you can catch up and ask."
???
What nonsense are you talking about? And why does it sound so sarcastic? Is it her imagination?
Jiang Qing belatedly looked up, his eyes staring at her quietly. Lin Nanyue's brows were calm, and his expression didn't seem to have changed, so she chose not to worry about it anymore.
"Do you think I'm bored when I have nothing to do? I don't know him well, why would I chase him and ask him?" Jiang Qing disliked his lack of emotional intelligence and his inability to tell the difference between other people's big and small eyes. "I can tell at a glance that this is a private matter, a private matter, do you understand? Something I don't want others to know." She emphasized every word.
At this point, Jiang Qing seemed to remember something, and her expression changed instantly. She moved closer to Lin Nanyan, and her tone changed to become very flattering: "But we are friends, I want to know something about you."
Lin Nanyue's taut lips curved inadvertently, and soon returned to normal. His face turned slightly, and the ends of his hair moved slightly. He gave Jiang Qing a look, meaning, "You ask."
"How could you reject such a lovely girl? Can you be a little gentler?" Jiang Qing couldn't help but chatter as she finally released the excitement that had been suppressed since she met Lin Nanyan. Before she finished speaking, Lin Nanyan turned around and left, leaving her with a cold back.
Jiang Qing trotted to catch up with him and kept asking, "Don't go, I haven't finished asking you."
"You have to be patient with girls, okay? It's your honor if someone likes you. Even if you reject them, you have to cherish their feelings. You have to learn how to reject them properly."
Lin Nanyan in front suddenly stopped, and Jiang Qing didn't have time to brake and almost hit his back, but fortunately she stabilized in time.
Looking at the broad back and narrow waist that filled her vision, she took two steps back and complained dissatisfiedly: "Why did you stop when you said so? You almost bumped into me."
"So I want to know, how did you run so fast before?" The boy's voice came from above my head, and it sounded a little dull, perhaps because the distance was too close.
Jiang Qing looked up at that, and asked in a serious and doubtful manner, "You really don't know?"
"What?" Lin Nanyan was stunned.
"The corridors leading out from the faculty offices are usually not used by students."
The girl chose the right moment, and I don't know how much psychological preparation she had done, how many times she had checked the time, place, and people, she brought a carefully crafted letter, put on a beautiful dress, and risked being discovered by the teacher. With a little bit of fate and a little courage, she was able to express her most sincere feelings to the person in front of her in a quiet and deserted corridor.
The time and place were right, everything was perfect, except for her who shouldn't have existed.
"Besides, today is Monday."
It was a day when school uniforms had to be worn, but the girl still wore a skirt. It was a skirt that could not be worn over school pants, and the girl had already prepared herself for criticism.
The first time Jiang Qing saw her in the corridor, she noticed her purple dress and shiny hairpins, and she knew that she shouldn't stay there.
Lin Nanyan suddenly understood what she meant. His hands clenched suddenly and his throat became dry. "I said thank you to her and sorry."
Jiang Qing waited patiently for his next words, but Lin Nanyan had already closed his mouth tightly.
"That's it?" she asked incredulously. "That's all?"
Realizing the disbelief in Jiang Qing's words, like someone who has been trekking through the desert and has lost water, he nodded, his voice hoarse, "Yeah, it's gone."
Looking at the boy in front of him with his head drooping slightly and the aggrieved arc at the corner of his mouth, he looked a little depressed. At this time, Lin Nanyan vaguely had some shadows of his childhood, still that little crybaby.
Jiang Qing couldn't help but praise, "Then you are quite good at grasping the key points."
Hearing this, Lin Nanyan looked at her, his eyes clear.
"Although the words are a bit concise, the main point is correct. When rejecting someone's kindness, you should say thank you and sorry."
"Thank you for your likes."
Any sincere intention should be cherished, it is not ordinary.
"I'm sorry, I can't accept that."
But what people should pay more attention to is their own feelings, be true to themselves, love others and love themselves more.
"You're fine. It's not your problem, nor is it my problem. We're just not suitable."
There is no need to feel inferior or lose heart. Don’t deny yourself because of rejection. One day you will find someone who is truly soul mate with you.
The letter in his hand suddenly became scorching hot as the girl finished speaking. The pink flame burned Lin Nanyan's skin. He looked at the envelope in his hand. The letter paper with the heart drawn on it had a strong presence.
His fingers moved unconsciously, and Lin Nanyan suddenly asked, "Should I apologize to her again?"
Jiang Qing was surprised. This was the first time she had seen Lin Nanyue so hesitant and helpless since she grew up, but then she understood a little.
People like Lin Nanyan, who are liked by many people, may never realize the feeling of being rejected by the person they like. Because it is too easy to get it, they will ignore the sincerity of each individual hidden under the word "like".
Ignoring that it is not just the joy that can be expressed on the surface, but also a kind of uneasiness, a kind of cautiousness, and an expectation of blessing.
Maybe it was the hurried footsteps across the teaching buildings during the break; maybe it was the glance outside the window that could not help but explore;
Maybe it's carefully trying food you never liked, just to experience that person's preferences; maybe it's pulling your thighs hard to stay awake in class, just to get two names on your report card to get a better score; maybe it's...
Seventeen-year-old Jiang Qing didn’t understand these things, but seventeen-year-old Lin Nanyan did it.
Although it is not very comprehensive, it is already very commendable for a high school student of this age.
It’s his last question that’s a bit difficult to comment on.
Jiang Qing turned to look at him and emphasized, "And the most, most, most important thing: when you reject someone, you must never give them the wrong impression."
That's what's hurting the other person. I was already very attracted to him, and then he came back to me after rejecting me. Isn't this deliberately making me fall deeper?
Of course, the more crucial thing is that Lin Nanyan has already rejected the other party, but he still has to give a gentle second rejection. Although it will make the other party feel that my vision is correct, I like a worthy person, and I am very happy, but if you ask carefully.
What! ?
You actually came here because of another girl's advice!!!
Jiang Qing couldn't even imagine how desperate that girl would be if this really happened!
Don't even think about it, stop it immediately and resolutely.
"So, you must never go to her again." She concluded firmly, her voice crisp and powerful.
Love is a wonderful thing. It can make people become so unlike themselves, do many stupid things, and risk their lives for a possible glance from that person. The person who loves first will always have a harder time. They are brave and willing to take the lead in giving a feeling that may not get any response. They deserve the respect they deserve.
But the person who is liked has no obligation to bear those inexplicable expectations. For him, saying goodbye now and becoming better in the future is the best way to repay the person who likes him.
Don't let the other person feel that their love will become embarrassing in the future, become a past that they don't want to mention, and become the so-called black history of life.
Hopefully, both parties standing on the scales can grow in this game called heartbeat, and eventually become better people, instead of sliding into the bottomless abyss.
Lin Nanyan's brows moved slightly, the weight in his hand felt light yet heavy.
He looked at the girl in front of him, whose brown eyes looked like glass, and realized for the first time that she was the mature one.
Perhaps, he was too arrogant in the past.
"I understand." He said slowly after a pause.
Words are powerful, both for him and for the girl he rejected.
The child is teachable. Jiang Qing praised the other party for his attitude of admitting his mistakes and correcting them.
She couldn't help showing off in her heart, admire me, yes, I am such a smart, brave and wise person... What's going on when she suddenly couldn't help singing?
Before they knew it, the two of them had reached the bottom of the teaching building. Before they went upstairs, Song Shuang's voice rang out.
"Jiang Jiang, I asked the teacher, and he said Wang Huaqing is sick."
What disease? What is it?
Jiang Qing was stunned. She was wondering why Wang Huaqi didn't come today. She thought of calling him after school, but she didn't expect that he was sick.
No way——
Could it be that they didn’t cook the ingredients well enough and he got diarrhea?
Thinking of this, Jiang Qing felt very guilty.
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