After Song Ci hung up the phone, he turned around and picked out a set of casual clothes from the closet.
Huo Yan, her best friend and confidant since childhood. She still couldn't understand how she, who appeared quiet and dull back then, could have ended up hanging out with a carefree, impulsive, and boisterous girl like her.
It's amazing that we can play together for so many years. I have been able to play with her for so many years and we are still as close as before. She must admire me.
She still remembers her first encounter with her.
It was a physical education class long after the start of the first grade of junior high school. Because I was usually quiet and didn’t like talking to people, I always felt out of tune with my classmates.
However, she didn't mind. She was a quiet person and could stay in her room all day without talking. Not making a fuss with others saved her trouble and she could quietly read a novel in her own seat.
Every time she heard her chattering in the classroom, she wondered why she talked so much. She was like a trash can, emptying out buckets of trash, so noisy.
But the classroom was a public place, so she didn't necessarily want anyone to shut up. Although it was unpleasant for her to hear, she could also hear a lot of fun in her words, learning about the gossip of the entire Yun City. Occasionally, she would laugh softly at her jokes, but she probably didn't notice at the time because she was so conspicuous, with people surrounding her all day long.
She seems to be able to chat with anyone, and treat everyone like a brother or sister. But sometimes, when you look at her, you feel that she is not close to anyone, and she just provides the right emotions at the right time.
Neither of them looked for the other, and they just lived their own lives. She thought that their intersection was limited to being classmates, who just had an additional identity as classmates rather than strangers.
On this day, the class had physical education class. After the class was over, everyone went out to play with their little sisters in groups of three or four.
She was not very willing to participate, so she found a seat in the stands, lazily basking in the sun, and occasionally looking at the people below the stands.
She felt that this was a kind of enjoyment and an indescribable tranquility.
She was staring blankly at the stands when a sweet voice suddenly came to her ears: "Classmate, are you alone?"
She raised her head and met those bright, cunning and moving eyes. At that moment, a word popped into her mind: sun.
Well, just like the sun, so bright and dazzling, no wonder it is so popular. If I were in her place, she would like it too.
"Hmm?" She was a little confused, and turned to look at the huge venue next to her.
There are so many seats but you have to ask yourself?
Could it be that he was so overbearing that he had to sit in his own seat?
Huo Yan found it a little funny to see her frowning face. She must have been thinking something wrong.
She didn't explain, just patted the seat next to her and sat down next to her.
Song Ci looked at her sitting next to him in confusion, but she didn't say anything. After all, this place was not hers.
She didn't move and just sat there with her, neither of them paying any attention to each other.
Later, Huo Yan felt that this was too boring and couldn't help but start chatting.
"Why are you so boring?" She supported her chin and said with a sigh.
Song Ci rolled his eyes at her and thought, I know I'm boring, but isn't it even more boring if you come close to me like this?
Somehow, Huo Yan immediately understood the meaning of her eyes.
Huo Yan chuckled and wondered why she hadn't noticed that this person was so interesting before.
"Hey, who are you looking at?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at that handsome guy, so handsome."
"You don't know his class, do you?"
"I know. If you like, I'll introduce you to him someday."
She seemed to be tactless and ignored Song Ci's unwillingness to pay attention. She talked to herself and didn't feel awkward.
Song Ci finally couldn't stand her talking to herself anymore. She turned her head and looked at her with an indescribable expression.
She felt that this man was really unable to read her expressions. He clearly didn't want to pay attention to her, but he still kept talking to her shamelessly.
I don't know him, but he seems very familiar to me.
"Hey, Song Ci, can you please pay attention to me?" The girl shook her hand coquettishly, looking aggrieved.
Song Ci looked at her sudden action, but was even more surprised that she actually knew his name.
At that time, she had an inexplicable feeling in her heart, and the impatient rejection was stuck in her mouth, and it was never opened again.
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