Chapter 56 56 "Chen Zan, do you want to inspect the goods?" ...
I can't remember exactly when I started to care about him. It seemed like the first time I heard his name from a classmate, or when I passed by the basketball court and saw that figure that always made many girls scream wildly.
By the time she suddenly realized what was going on, she already had an extra concern in her heart.
In such a boring study life, he is like the first bright and dazzling ray of light from the sun shining on the earth between day and night.
He fell forcefully into her world.
"He Jingsui is so handsome!!!"
"Did you see him playing basketball this afternoon? His abs! Ahhhh, they're so sexy!!"
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In the past, Chen Zhan had never been interested in these words, but at some point, she suddenly realized that she didn't seem to be that determined either.
From the moment the three words "He Jingsui" appeared, her mind was no longer on studying.
During those days, Chen Zan learned a lot about He Jingsui from the gossip of his classmates.
They said his family was extremely wealthy, his father was a business tycoon, and his family had a big villa. He was a true second-generation rich, unlike ordinary people like us.
Because his family is wealthy, he has developed many interests and hobbies since he was a child, but his favorite is shooting. In the future, he especially wants to become an excellent shooter and win glory for his country.
But what Chen Zan envied was not this.
But it’s the support from family.
She also has things she likes to do, but Lou Yan never supports her.
She envied He Jingsui for having the confidence from his family, and also envied He Jingsui for being able to grow up freely and unrestrainedly.
Chen Zan was not a person who liked to envy others, but when He Jingsui appeared, she had such a strange mentality for the first time.
However, when this "envy" turns into "love", that tiny power can also have the courage to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.
That evening after school, Chen Zan walked home.
Fiery clouds spread across the sky, and the dusk was shrouded in romantic and rich colors.
The wind blows through the treetops amid the chirping of cicadas.
Chen Zan came out of the school. She had earphones in her ears and was listening to a listening test. Her standard and fluent American English drowned out the noise at the school gate.
She likes to walk home alone after school on Friday nights because it makes her feel happy and relaxed.
A bicycle bell rang behind her, but she didn't hear it.
Until a gentle breeze blew.
The next second, the figure passed by him.
The soft light of the evening sunset was cut into points of light by the gaps in the green leaves above.
The boy rode away on his bicycle, his figure uninhibited and unrestrained. The cool breeze blew the corners of his clothes, and his thin back crouched forward, his clothes clinging to his body, outlining his slender figure.
A brisk breeze brushed past her ears, ruffling her hair and her heartbeat. She stood there in a daze, watching the boy turn his head to look at the boy next to him, a smile on his lips.
She knew it was him.
The distance between them was getting farther and farther, and Chen Zhan watched the figure become smaller and smaller, until it became an unclear black dot.
American English was still playing in the headphones, but her attention was completely captured by that person's figure.
She raised her hand and waved to the little black dot, saying goodbye to him in her heart.
Falling in love with He Jingsui seemed to be a gradual process. She gradually got used to receiving news about him and began to care about his every move.
Even some trivial things seem to be a reason for her to have an outburst of emotions.
She suddenly wanted to see him every day, so she deliberately walked past his classroom with her books, even though they were not studying in the same building.
He is handsome and outstanding.
Good interpersonal relationships.
Sometimes when Chen Zhan walked past their classroom, he'd see three or four girls gathered around him. They were dressed stylishly and beautifully, chatting with him with smiles. He often wore a nonchalant smile, his eyes slightly raised, his dark eyes radiating affection.
That time when she passed by, she heard someone asking him what kind of girls he liked.
Chen Zan was also curious.
She held the book in her arms and stood outside the window, reading secretly.
The way he cautiously eavesdropped on other people's conversations really made him look like a clown, so much so that when he casually glanced in Chen Zhan's direction, joking with those people, the corners of his lips frivolously said, "That kind of thing."
Chen Zan took it upon herself to think that he was looking at her, and she ran away as if she was frightened.
For several days, she felt dizzy.
She tried to deny what he said.
But his gaze was directed in her direction.
There are no girls sitting by the window.
There is only her.
Her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her body. Chen Zan raised her hand to hold it down, selfishly burying the throbbing that He Jingsui brought her in her heart.
This self-assertion soon brought her shame.
He Jingsui's joke was not directed at her, he didn't even see her.
She would never know about it until she handed over the love letter.
Many girls in school had written love letters to him, and Chen Zhan was surprised that he would join them.
With that little courage, she wrote down her love for He Jingsui on paper. At the end of the letter, she wrote her own name.
But by accident, her letter fell into the hands of his friend.
She knew that his friend's name was Jiang Qiannan, and she also knew that they were as close as brothers.
The sun was very bright that day, and she hid far behind them. Jiang Qiannan took her love letter in his hand and opened it in front of him. He read it quickly and smiled halfway through. "A Sui, your suitors are really getting more and more interesting."
"What's wrong?" The boy next to him asked him absentmindedly with a backpack slung over one shoulder and looking at his cell phone.
Perhaps he saw some interesting information, and the corners of his lips curled up casually.
"She said she heard you say you liked her and asked if you still remembered." Jiang Qiannan's voice was a bit unbelievable, and he even started to laugh and tease, "When did you confess to her?"
Chen Zhan had written the entire incident in a very clear letter, but Jiang Qiannan hadn't read it all. He even kindly helped her summarize the main idea. Such a long passage was summarized in just one rough sentence.
He Jing turned his head to look at him, and slightly pulled up the corners of his lips. His smile was lazy, but particularly perfunctory.
He seemed to find this statement ridiculous. He simply glanced at the thin piece of letter paper without paying much attention. He said to Jiang Qiannan, "I don't remember. Please help me throw it away."
"These girls are really crazy," Jiang Qiannan was speechless. "They dare to make up anything to get your attention."
"It's better to throw it away. It's really too unreserved."
As he spoke, he crumpled the paper in his hand into a ball and threw it towards the trash can. The ball of paper drew a parabola in the air.
After saying that, he hooked his arm around He Jingsui's shoulder and walked forward, saying, "Okay, stop looking at your broken phone. Can we go to my house to play games today?"
The boy put away his phone, his expression still distracted, "No."
"You are still my good friend!"
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Their figures seemed to melt in the brilliant sunset, but the hazy color made Chen Zan feel like he was in an ice cellar.
The words "I don't remember, please throw it away for me" shattered her expectations for the future. She tried her best to squeeze into his world, but suddenly realized that she was not even a passerby to him.
After so many years, she still seemed to be able to feel the sadness at that time. Chen Zan sat on He Jingsui's legs, put her arms around his neck, and looked at him seriously.
This was the first time she told him about her long-lasting love for him.
"Actually... I think I was pretty childish back then," she said in a muffled, slightly choked voice. "I wanted you to notice me, but later I realized you really didn't remember anything at all."
"During the midterm exam in my second year of high school, my grades dropped, and my mother forced me to give up painting, which I loved. But on that rooftop at No. 1 Middle School, you were the one who pulled my dream back in time."
And on the spring outing bus, it was a candy that he accidentally handed to her, which eased her uncomfortable situation at the time.
That's why she secretly kept the sachet to express her gratitude to him.
The sourness came over like a flood of broken soil, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of wet mist. Chen Zan trembled his eyelashes and looked at his eyes that were stunned by surprise.
She said to him very seriously: "He Jingsui, I tell you this not to move you, but to tell you that you have always been good."
It is you who illuminates my dull and silent world.
It is also you who gave me the courage to fight for the one I love.
He Jingsui has always been a person who follows his heart and never deliberately remembers the trivial things in life. There are too many girls who express their love to him, but this is the first time he feels guilty.
For the first time, he felt that he had personally hurt a girl's most sincere feelings.
My heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly by someone's hands.
He didn't know that she existed in his past.
So alone, so lonely.
"I'm sorry, I don't know..."
It seems like I feel particularly sorry for everything I say.
He didn't know how to put back together the heart that he had broken with his own hands.
He Jingsui's eyes were filled with heartache.
His apology seemed to make her feel even more bitter. Chen Zhan pursed her lips and shook her head. Tears welled up in her eyes. She tried to hold back the tears that were about to fall, and her voice was choked with sobs. "Don't say sorry to me..."
"Then I'll compensate you."
That tear still fell down uncontrollably.
Her sad eyes stung He Jingsui's eyes. He wiped the hot tears for her with his fingers. He pressed her into his arms, raised his chin slightly and kissed her lips seductively.
The deep, hoarse voice was gentle, "Why are you crying?"
Chen Zan sniffed and shook his head.
She hugged his neck affectionately, sobbing so hard that she was unable to speak.
After a long pause, she stammered, "He Jingsui, I originally thought that I would never be able to get an admission ticket."
The girl's tears were like beads that had broken off the string.
He dried her off bit by bit, "But you've got it now."
"Chen Zhan," he said word by word, tightening his grip around her waist. "Although my love for you came so late, I am yours now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the girl in his arms suddenly kissed him.
The awkward touch of lips startled him slightly.
He Jingsui reacted suddenly, holding her waist tightly with one hand and moving the other hand upwards to press on the back of her neck.
He took back the initiative, pried open her lips and teeth, and entangled with her wantonly.
Breathing is disordered and rapid.
He kissed her domineeringly and fiercely, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
Chen Zan put his hands on his chest, but still couldn't match his strength at all.
In the quiet living room, such a strong warm breath enveloped her and spread infinitely.
Chen Zan had unbuttoned one of his shirt buttons at some point, revealing his beautiful collarbone, like a swan spreading its wings.
He pushed the hair behind her ear and tilted his head to kiss her earlobe. The tingling sensation made Chen Zan's heart tremble. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back uncontrollably, feeling his lips moving bit by bit.
The expression of relaxation and enjoyment on her face was both obsessed and indulgent.
"He Jingsui..."
The voice was so soft that it seemed like it could squeeze water out of it.
His warm breath filled her neck, so hot that it made her heart shrink.
Hearing her voice, He Jing restrained himself and stopped. He bit her earlobe, and the gentle grinding of his teeth made Chen Zhan subconsciously grab his shoulders.
The fragrance of her hair fascinated him, so He Jing reluctantly let her go and touched his forehead with hers.
Chen Zhan had only done this kind of thing with him in his dreams.
His breath was too strong, blowing on her face, but it made her heart burn.
She pursed her lips which were swollen from his kiss and raised her hand to touch his face.
She put some distance between herself and him, raised her eyelids, and saw his eyes full of lust.
Exactly the same eyes as in my dream.
The moment their eyes met, they seemed to have an unspoken understanding.
His breath was unstable: "Chen Zhan, do you want to inspect the goods?"
She said without hesitation: "Yes."
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