Chapter 158: That top student, come over and talk about the topic 17
At the corner is a reading corner with two large iron bookshelves filled with magazines and periodicals from who knows what years. Because they are too serious and boring, usually no one comes to read them. They are just used as pretty decorations.
Perfect for whispering.
Mingnan walked to the window and stopped, then turned around and looked at the boy gently, "What do you want to tell me?"
Being alone together now, the boy lost his previous shyness and felt a little lost instead.
Apparently, Mingnan and Shen Yang's intimate behavior just now made him realize something.
"I..." The boy hesitated for a moment, but finally mustered up the courage to take his hands out from behind.
A light pink envelope caught Mingnan's eye.
There is still a red rose on the middle seal of the envelope.
Now that all the elements are gathered together, the meaning is self-evident.
"Mingnan, I like you and hope you can accept my love letter."
The boy's voice trembled slightly and his hands were a little unsteady, but he did not back down and just looked at her expectantly.
Mingnan sighed, [As expected. ]
205: [What should I do, host, do you want to accept her? I feel like it would hurt his heart whether I accept her or not.]
Mingnan did not give an immediate answer. She stared at the envelope for a while, then reached out to take it.
The boy's eyes lit up, but the next moment Mingnan turned the envelope over, held it in both hands, bowed and handed it back to him.
"I'm honored to be liked by you, but I'm sorry, I can't accept it."
With Shen Yang's support, the boy wasn't too surprised. However, he felt very disappointed as his heart, which had been hanging in the air for a long time, finally died.
He pursed his lips tightly, took the letter back after a while, and asked in a low voice: "Can I ask why?"
"Am I not good enough or——"
"I have someone I like." Mingnan stood up and said frankly, "It's not that you are not good enough, it's just that we are not destined to be together. You will definitely meet someone better than me in the future."
The boy's nose was a little sour, and he felt that he could still save the situation. "You two are already together? Do I really have no chance at all? I really like you, but I just haven't mustered up the courage to tell you."
Mingnan smiled gently, but his refusal was firm, "I like him too."
The boy finally couldn't help it, turned around, sniffed and said, "I know, thank you, bye."
After saying this, he did not dare to stay and left in a hurry.
The back view looks lonely and sad.
205: [Tsk tsk tsk, I seem to hear the sound of a boy’s heart breaking – snap, snap, hee hee ~ it sounds pretty nice.]
Mingnan: […You are a pervert.]
She turned around and went back, but just as she reached the corner, she saw Shen Yang standing against the wall.
Mingnan: [This scene seems familiar.]
205: [He also eavesdropped in the same way when An Jing asked you to talk last time.]
Mingnan raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Yang, "Were you eavesdropping?"
Shen Yang looked at her empty hands, his lips curled slightly, "No, I thought you guys should have finished talking, so I came over to take a look."
"Really? You didn't hear anything?"
Shen Yang bent his lips, "If you don't believe me, I'll check the surveillance for you?"
"You think this school is yours and you can just transfer it whenever you want? Go to the office and tell the director and see if he will scold you or not."
Mingnan held out his hand. "Cellphone."
Shen Yang returned it, Ming Nan took a look, "Have you ordered?"
"Yeah." Shen Yang was in a good mood and raised his hand lazily, "If you don't believe me, then I swear?"
"I, Shen Yang, swear that I didn't eavesdrop on Mingnan's conversation with others, otherwise let me uh uh uh—"
Mingnan covered his mouth with his backhand and glared at him, "Stop talking nonsense, go quickly, I'm hungry."
Shen Yang nodded with a smile in his eyes.
He suddenly pressed the back of her hand, and her palm was completely pressed against his lips. Shen Yang's lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to speak. Her soft and warm lips rubbed against her palm. Mingnan's heart skipped a beat and she looked into his eyes.
Outside the window, the pine trees sway in the wind, green waves form, and the light of the setting sun penetrates the glass and fills the windowsill.
In the quiet corner, no one spoke, only the wind could hear their passionate heartbeats.
There was the sound of people walking in the corridor, and Mingnan suddenly came back to his senses. He withdrew his hand and asked casually, "Are you still talking tonight?"
She turned around and went downstairs, without noticing Shen Yang smiling and touching his lips behind her.
"Have you mastered mathematics?"
This one sentence successfully shut Mingnan up.
She will never be able to learn math in this life. No, not even in the next life!
She turned around and bowed to Shen Yang, "Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Shen."
Shen Yang couldn't help it and rubbed her head hard.
It’s really soft and nice to touch.
Then he touched it again with a clear conscience before withdrawing his hand.
…
The newly opened store was holding a promotion, and the two of us ate a full meal without spending much money, and the spicy hotpot here was really delicious.
When they paid the bill, the lady boss opened two cans of ice soda, put straws in them and gave them to them, asking them to help promote the product.
Mingnan took a photo and posted it on his Moments, praising it highly.
Sipping the icy cool soda, Mingnan squinted his eyes comfortably and exhaled a long breath of cool sweet air in the evening breeze.
She was about to say something to Shen Yang when Shen Yang grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
Mingnan was puzzled. Shen Yang put his index finger on his lips and said, "Tsk."
The next moment, a series of intermittent crying sounds came from the alley ahead.
"I really didn't mean it. I'm sorry."
"Is saying sorry any use? Weren't you very capable before? I copied your paper and even complained to the teacher about me. Why are you crying now?"
"You plagiarized and you're right? What else do you want from me? I've already apologized!"
"You have to be sincere when you apologize, right? How about this? Kneel down and slap yourself in the mouth, while you slap yourself, you apologize and say you were wrong. Then I'll see if I'll forgive you."
From the depths of the alley came several laughters of gloating yet malicious intent, coming from both men and women.
Sounds familiar.
Mingnan raised his eyebrows and whispered in Shen Yang's ear: "Hey, acquaintance."
Shen Yang's face was slightly cold, "Go up?"
"Of course."
Mingnan flexed his wrist and smiled grimly, "Some dogs can't change their nature of eating shit, so they are beaten too lightly. Then beat them a few more times, and they will remember the pain."
Shen Yang wanted to say something, but Ming Nan had already taken off his schoolbag and threw it to him, "Hold it, I'll be back soon."
Shen Yang: “…”
He meant to go together.
Mingnan swaggered to the entrance of the alley, took out his cell phone and took a few photos as evidence. Then he put his cell phone away and crossed his arms to block the exit. His figure against the light looked extremely tall.
"Hello, nice to see you again. Good afternoon, everyone."
It was clearly a very gentle and pleasant voice, but it managed to frighten the people in the alley.
"Fuck, why are you here again?!" The red-haired guy collapsed in an instant, turned around and yelled, "Who of you invited her here again?"
Lu Xueting was eating an ice cream when she fell to the ground with a "bang".
The rest of the people also panicked. They subconsciously huddled together and looked at Mingnan warily.
The girl who was surrounded by them before was suddenly exposed. She sat on the ground, her face covered with tears, and stretched out her hand.
“Save me—”
At that moment, the scene before the original owner's death overlapped with the current scene.
Mingnan's eyes suddenly turned cold. She walked up to the girl, held her hand, pulled her up, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."