Several buses were moving steadily on the road, carrying full passengers. The sound of their engines was low and continuous, like a moving piece of music.
Bai Zhiye was lucky enough to be in the same car with Ye Qingliu. The song "Misplaced Time and Space" was playing on repeat in Bai Zhiye's headphones, and she hummed a few lines in a good mood.
Inside the carriage, soft lights fall like drizzle, adding a touch of warmth to this quiet space.
Suddenly feeling a weight on her shoulder, Bai Zhiye subconsciously pressed the pause button on the music on her phone and turned her head to look at Ye Qingliu who was leaning on her shoulder.
Bai Zhiye felt Ye Qingliu's weight, her shoulders slumped slightly, but she held onto the weight firmly. She gently adjusted her posture so that Ye Qingliu could lean against her more comfortably.
He leaned quietly on her shoulder, like a tired swan, elegant and exhausted. His face was delicate and exquisite. In the soft light, his eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes fluttered slightly like butterfly wings.
His breathing gradually became long and steady, and every breath seemed to express his deep attachment to this peace.
How could this person be so beautiful even when sleeping? For him, Ye Qingliu. Bai Zhiye could never get tired of looking at him. Not only that, but it was also easy to be extremely moved by him.
I feel like one day I’ll…actually have a heart attack…
She first took out her cell phone and took a picture of him sleeping. After putting the phone back into her pocket, she gently reached out a hand and took off his glasses.
She gently brushed aside the hair that was scattered on Ye Qingliu's forehead, her movements so gentle as if she was afraid of disturbing the tranquility.
Bai Zhiye looked around and noticed that others were playing with their phones or resting with their eyes closed, and no one noticed them.
She subconsciously hugged the sleeping Ye Qingliu with one hand, temporarily steadying his body which was shaking due to the movement of the vehicle, to prevent him from waking up.
The other hand slowly raised, and the fingertips gently slid across Ye Qingliu's cheek, feeling the warm touch. Her heartbeat quickened, and her cheeks flushed slightly, but her eyes were unusually firm.
In such a quiet and ordinary moment, she mustered up the courage and gently touched his forehead with her lips.
It was a soft and delicate kiss, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake. It did not disturb Ye Qingliu's dreams, but it stirred ripples in her heart.
After the kiss, she pulled away quickly and gently, her fingers unconsciously rubbing the place she had just touched, as if to preserve the warmth of that moment.
She adjusted her sitting position again so that Ye Qingliu could lean on her more comfortably, her heart filled with sweetness and satisfaction.
In this shaking bus, the two people's heartbeats seemed to be synchronized. The scenery outside the car was constantly changing, but they seemed to be in a world that belonged only to the two of them.
It wasn't until the evening that Bai Zhiye woke Ye Qingliu up. She really couldn't bear it...why couldn't she let him sleep a little longer...
"Qingliu...we're here..."
Ye Qingliu just opened his eyes and uttered "hmm" in a daze, as if he had no intention of getting up at all.
Seeing her boyfriend looking dazed, Bai Zhiye thought of an animal that looked a bit like a raccoon.
They came here for a spring outing, to relax and readjust their state. After all, Quanxin High School didn't want to push them too hard.
Isn't it tight? It's already pretty tight. Morning self-study starts at 5:30 and ends at 10:00.
The teachers of Quanxin High School divided all the students into groups according to the principle of random assignment. Class 1 to Class 5, and Class 15 came here for the spring outing. The other classes were arranged to other spring outing locations.
This is a seven-member team.
Baizhi Ye, clear stream at night, quiet leaves in the morning, wood flourishing, leaves Fanshuang, Zhang Xuanhua, Wu Zeyu.
Good guys.....Great group...
"Qingliu, what a coincidence. We were assigned to the same group."
Ye Fanshuang said to Ye Qingliu with a smile.
He was completely disdainful of Bai Zhiye.
"Can you pitch a tent?"
Before Ye Qingliu could say anything, Wu Zeyu was quicker than him and said, "Sister Ye, I know how to do it. I can teach you~"
Then she threw a wink.
Chao Youye simply couldn't bear to watch.
Zhang Xuanhua couldn't stand it anymore, so he moved away from him and came to Ye Qingliu.
Ye Fanshuang's face was full of black lines: What is this person doing? I am disgusted.
Ye Qingliu first slowly pulled out the roll of tent cloth from his backpack, carrying the weight of their dreams and expectations. Like an unfinished scroll, it slowly unfolded on the grass. The tent cloth shimmered in the setting sun, its enchanting sheen as if every ray of light was cheering them on.
Bai Zhiye held several slender and tough support poles, her eyes flashing with longing for an unknown journey.
She stared at the tent layout in Ye Qingliu's hand. The two of them were like a pair of tacit dance partners, weaving their outdoor dreams together in silent melody.
"Here, it should be inserted like this, right?"
There was a hint of uncertainty in Bai Zhiye's words, but more of it was trust in him.
Ye Qingliu smiled and nodded, his eyes full of encouragement. Bai Zhiye deftly handed the support pole to Ye Qingliu, and the two of them, as if performing a silent ritual, inserted the pole firmly into the ring of the tent.
As the support poles were gradually erected, the outline of the tent became clearer against the backdrop of the setting sun, as if it were a small palace growing out of the grass.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
