【Don't leave after school.】
It sounds like a fierce tone, but what she wrote has a completely different feeling.
There is also a simple smiley face drawn on the back.
The girl's handwriting is round and cute, and every stroke is very neat, just like her seriousness.
He Sui curled his lips, carefully put the note away and put it into his pencil case.
If you look closely, you will find that there are more than one small note in his black translucent pencil case.
Some are big, some are small, and some are cut differently. They have all been written by someone since the beginning of the school year.
When Cong Nian saw that he accepted the note, he breathed a sigh of relief and began to pack his schoolbag.
She was on duty today and had to stay after school to wipe the blackboard, so she wrote a small note to He Sui asking him to stay and wait for her.
Even if he didn't write, He Sui probably wouldn't leave her alone.
In order to prevent other classmates from finding out that they went home together after school and discovering their little secret of living together, she usually walked in front of and behind the stairs for a while to "avoid suspicion."
After sitting and waiting anxiously for a while, the bell for the end of get out of class finally rang.
“Oooooh!~”
Even though tomorrow is not the weekend, the students are still excited and rush out of the classroom cheering as if tomorrow is a holiday.
In just five minutes, only a few students who were slower or on duty were left in the classroom.
Chen Yanke also left.
In the late autumn evening, all movements seemed to be in slow motion.
The sunset glow is gentle and intoxicating, shining obliquely in through the window.
If you look at it intently for a while, you may be intoxicated by it.
The sunset is crimson, filled with infinite love and tolerance for the world, rising and setting over and over again.
Cong Nian was standing on tiptoe, trying hard to reach the top of the blackboard.
She is not tall, and if she doesn't borrow a chair, she may need to jump up and down to barely finish wiping the blackboard.
But that would take up a lot of energy and you'd probably end up with a lot of chalk dust.
So she brought her own chair, moved it little by little, stood on it to wipe the blackboard, then jumped down and continued to move a little to the side.
Most of the blackboard was wet with a rag, appearing dark green.
If there is too much chalk dust on the rag, she will jump down, run to the bathroom to wet the rag with water, wash it clean, and then run back to continue wiping.
Running again and again, it seems that I always have endless energy.
Maybe this is the advantage of being young.
Always full of vigor and vitality, always with tears in my eyes.
The tender and fair face is coated with a layer of furry and gentle golden light, which only makes people feel infinite tenderness.
"Classmate Congnian, we're leaving first. You should go back early too~"
"Okay~ Be safe."
"Yeah, you too."
After cleaning, the other students put on their backpacks and left the classroom one after another.
Cong Nian jumped off the chair again and breathed a sigh of relief.
"The rag is dirty again and needs to be washed again..."
My heart was pounding and I felt uneasy.
She had to move faster, because He Sui was waiting for her somewhere.
Faster, faster.
Yu Xinghe was busy going to cram school, so he said hello and left.
As the get out of class was about to end, he made several gestures to Cong Nian.
This is a little code between them.
He even mouthed encouragement to her, and his ambiguous eyes made the little girl blush.
Fortunately, the sunset covered it up and it couldn't be seen.
Otherwise she would be so embarrassed!
The classroom was as quiet as a picture, a scene that often appears in Japanese animation.
Quiet and mysterious.
Often at this time, the male and female protagonists will appear in the same scene at the same time.
He Sui carried his bag on one shoulder and left the classroom with the crowd. After walking around the campus to avoid suspicion, he came back from another staircase.
She quietly appeared at the back door, and she was the only one left in the classroom.
I wanted to call her, but after thinking about it, I threw my schoolbag on the table in the last row, rolled up my sleeves, and walked straight over.
Standing at the edge of the podium, his hands hanging in the air behind her.
He did not directly and forcefully carry her down, but remained in a posture of silent protection.
Cong Nian was standing on a chair, wiping the blackboard very hard, so hard that she didn't notice He Sui was right behind her.
There is only one small piece of blackboard left. Once we wipe it, we can go home from school!
"Come on! You can do it!"
She encouraged herself.
She had already started to imagine what kind of expression He Sui would have when he saw the surprise she had prepared for him.
He would probably like the red fox-shaped cake she ordered, right?
The first time she saw the cake, she thought of him, so she bought it without any hesitation.
If time wasn't a constraint, she might have done it herself.
The boy's face appeared in his mind.
Just thinking about it made her heart beat faster.
There was no light in the room, the light was dim, and the only remaining light was gradually fading away.
The girl's figure was infinitely stretched and hidden between the desks.
Slowly, the two figures gradually overlapped.
He Sui still stretched out his hand, protecting her silently.
He was not a patient person, and even Lin Shuangshuang and He Yuning often said that he was impatient.
Let him wait for others?
There is no need to even think about it.
But in front of her, it seems like there is never-ending patience.
Even without her saying anything, he would take the initiative to stay and wait for her.
He gave her all his preferences and exceptions.
After Cong Nian finished wiping the blackboard, he patted the chalk dust off his hands with a rag and stood on a chair to see if there were any corners that had been neglected.
It seems that because I have been with He Sui for a long time, my habits have been subtly influenced.
She has become a mysophobia.
After checking carefully, I actually found a place where the rag was probably dirty when it was wiped, and there was a trace of chalk dust left when it dried.
So she held onto the blackboard and prepared to jump off the chair, intending to move the chair over and wipe that area again.
Unexpectedly, his feet just hung in the air, but did not touch the ground, but fell into someone's arms.
A familiar scent hit her face, and her broad chest made her look even smaller.
Being held so easily, Cong Nian shook his legs hanging in the air.
"Why are you here?"
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