Chapter 151: That top student, come over and talk about the topic 10
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
Mingnan and Shen Yang stared at each other for a long time. Mingnan gave in to the other's gaze that said "I'll see what more lies you can come up with" and said, "Well, I wasn't just passing by. It's just what you saw."
Shen Yang glanced into the alley. There were no lights and it was pitch black inside. He couldn't see anything clearly. This kind of place was indeed suitable for settling some personal grudges.
He said nothing, just nodded and walked away.
Mingnan: “???”
[No, you're leaving just like that? Don't you have anything else to ask?]
Shen Yang took a few steps, stood under the street light and suddenly turned around, "Are you still not leaving? You want to spend the night here?"
"Ah? Oh, here it comes!" Mingnan's mood suddenly brightened.
She quickly caught up with Shen Yang, glanced at the cold noodles in his hand, and asked with a smile: "Are you hungry?"
Shen Yang nodded, opened the plastic bag, peeled off the plastic cover on the cold noodle box, picked up a wooden stick and asked, "Do you want some?"
Mingnan nodded and ate a piece of noodles from his hand.
The grilled cold noodles were soaked in sauce and were still hot right out of the oven, very fragrant.
"Hmm! This one tastes so authentic."
She squinted her eyes in satisfaction. Shen Yang looked at her and said, "It's stained with sauce."
"Where?"
Mingnan touched his lips but didn't feel anything.
Seeing her miss it several times, Shen Yang couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe it off for her: "The corner of the lip."
Mingnan blinked, "Oh."
Shen Yang paused, then he realized how ambiguous his behavior was and how close the two of them were.
The dim light of the street lamp shone down obliquely from the front, leaving a halo on her body.
At such a close distance, he could clearly see a small mole on Mingnan's cheek, and looking up he could even see himself in her eyes.
Shen Yang took a breath, then suddenly withdrew his hand and said nonchalantly, "No more."
"Thank you." Mingnan thanked him, took out a tissue from his schoolbag, took one out and handed it to him, "Wipe it."
"Um."
Shen Yang took the paper and wiped it twice absentmindedly.
The shop door in front was suddenly opened, and the wind chimes at the door jingled.
A sweet fragrance wafts in the wind.
Mingnan's eyes lit up and he grabbed Shen Yang's arm, "Let's go."
"Where are you going?"
Shen Yang was puzzled.
"I'll give you hush money."
Shen Yang: “???”
Ten minutes later, Mingnan and Shen Yang came out each holding a cup of watermelon milk ice.
Mingnan inserted a straw and took a sip, then exhaled comfortably, with the sweetness of the watermelon and the coolness of the smoothie.
Seeing how happily she enjoyed the drink, Shen Yang also became curious. He inserted the straw in and tasted it. It had a strong milk and watermelon flavor, and the shaved ice was icy and cool, sweet but not greasy. It was very delicious.
"How is it?" Mingnan looked at him expectantly.
Shen Yang nodded and said pertinently: "It tastes good."
Mingnan then narrowed his eyes and said, "It's hush money, to make you forget what happened tonight."
Shen Yang chuckled, "I don't plan to tell anyone even if you don't buy it."
"Why don't you ask me what's going on?"
"You can say whatever you want to say."
In fact, he had already understood most of what she was thinking from her heart.
He walked to the bus stop on the side of the road and stood there. The last bus was about to arrive.
Mingnan stood side by side with him. The night wind was not so hot. It passed by them, taking away the tiredness of the day.
"In fact, they were the ones who bullied me first. I fought back when they pushed me to the limit." Mingnan said in a relaxed tone, "It's just that you didn't see them bullying me every time. Instead, you appeared as soon as I made a move."
She paused, tilted her head to look at him, and blinked, "Do you believe it?"
Shen Yang looked at her deeply, without saying whether he believed it or not. After a long while, he withdrew his gaze and said, "Don't do it yourself next time. If you get hurt, your family will worry."
"But if I don't do it myself, no one can help me."
Mingnan said this casually, but Shen Yang's heart skipped a beat.
He wanted to say something, but the last bus came shakily from the other end of the road.
Mingnan immediately turned his head to look, and missed his gaze at that moment.
"Let's go home."
The car stopped in front of them and Mingnan got in first.
Shen Yang followed closely behind her, and seeing that the zipper on the back of her schoolbag was not closed, he reached out to help her close it.
After that, neither of them spoke in the car. Shen Yang's home was closer than Ming Nan's, so he arrived at the station first. Before getting off the car, he turned around and looked at Ming Nan. Ming Nan smiled and waved, "See you tomorrow."
Shen Yang nodded and walked away quickly.
The car door closed, Mingnan looked out of the window, watching Shen Yang walking along the street towards an upscale neighborhood, as if thinking about something.
…
Shen Yang returned home, unlocked the door with his fingerprint, and found the living room light on. He called out, "Mom?"
"Um?"
A round head with thick hair popped out from the sofa, "Here I am."
Shen Yang laughed, locked the door, changed his shoes and came in, asking as he walked in, "Why haven't you slept yet?"
Shen Shuangcheng stood up from the sofa and stretched. She was wearing a navy blue home suit, with her long curly hair casually draped behind her. She looked beautiful and lazy.
She picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, yawned, turned around and looked at Shen Yang with a smile, "I haven't cared about your study life for a long time. How are you? Are you used to staying in this school?"
Shen Yang put down his schoolbag. When Shen Shuangcheng was about to pour him some water, he suddenly noticed that he was holding a cup of milk tea. He raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Don't you dislike drinking these sweet things?"
Shen Yang sat down on the sofa, "This is not boring."
"Oh?" Shen Shuangcheng narrowed his eyes slowly, touched his chin and looked his son up and down, thinking, "Who bought you this milk tea?"
Shen Yang: “…”
He swallowed the smoothie in his mouth, looked up at his mother, and said seriously: "I think it was a loss that you didn't work as a criminal investigator back then."
Shen Shuangcheng smiled, sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at him leisurely, "Girl or boy?"
Shen Yang: "...girls."
"Oh~" Shen Shuangcheng smiled meaningfully, "When you first arrived, a girl bought you milk tea? Is she from the same class?"
"Well, don't think too much. I helped her a little and she felt embarrassed so she treated me to milk tea."
Shen Yang took one last gulp and threw the empty cup into the trash can.
Shen Shuangcheng smiled, "I haven't asked why yet, why are you in such a hurry to explain? Son, I feel like something is wrong with you."
Shen Yang: “…”
He glanced at the clock helplessly. It was already past ten o'clock. He stood up and said, "It's getting late. Go to bed. I'm going back to my room."
"Go ahead." Shen Shuangcheng smiled, and when Shen Shuangcheng was about to enter the door, he suddenly remembered something and called him.
"By the way, if any strange numbers contact you in the next few days, just ignore them and block them."
Shen Yang paused, his face darkening instantly, "He's causing trouble for you again?"
"Don't worry, he can't beat me, and not everyone can enter the community."
"I'm not afraid, but I'm afraid he'll do something to you. Be careful when you go to and from school during this time, and call me immediately if you see anything wrong."
Shen Yang nodded, "Okay."