Chapter 8 The lights behind you are twinkling

After evening self-study, Lin Shuliang went to the dance studio to get something. She ran in a hurry and was tripped by a boy at the corner of the stairs, and then fell to the ground.

The boy was very thin and white, and looked a little eerie under the light, especially his unpredictable smile.

His hair was a bit long, almost covering his eyes. Overall, he looked like a handsome boy, but with a bit of a ruffian vibe, which was very inconsistent with his temperament.

Lin Shuliang hurried home, stood up immediately, and said proudly: "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it, let's go."

The skin on her palm was pierced and she gasped in pain.

The boy turned around and watched her leave. He put away his smile, shrugged and said, "Don't worry, I obviously did it on purpose."

Fortunately, he didn't tell Lin Shuliang what he said, otherwise Lin Shuliang would definitely get furious on the spot and would not be so easy to talk to if she knew him.

Shen Xinghe was still standing on the first floor waiting for her, with a small note in his hand. She knew without thinking that it was the question he hadn't solved.

Lin Shuliang admired his spirit of working hard on math problems.

She was on the second floor and could look up by calling Shen Xinghe. Just as she was about to call his name, a teacher came over.

"Xinghe, why don't you go home?" It was his math teacher.

"Hello, teacher." He didn't answer why he didn't go home.

Seeing the note in his hand, the math teacher smiled knowingly. No teacher doesn't like a studious student, especially an excellent student like Shen Xinghe.

"Your problem must have started during evening self-study, right? I noticed you weren't paying attention in class." The math teacher knew him well, but there was no blame in his tone.

He smiled and said, "Yeah. I saw this in a practice book."

The teacher took his note and said, "Let me see it."

Lin Shuliang had no choice but to follow them slowly and not disturb them.

After a long while, the teacher said, "No wonder you took so long to think about it. This question is very complicated. Let me take a picture, go back and sort out my thoughts, and tell you tomorrow."

Shen Xinghe handed the question to the teacher, "Thank you, teacher. You don't have to take a picture. I'll give it to you directly."

"Okay, I'll take you back. It's not safe at night."

Shen Xinghe already knew that Lin Shuliang was following behind him, so he deliberately slowed down his pace.

He declined the teacher's offer, "It's okay, I have someone to pick me up."

He unconsciously looked back while talking. The teacher turned around and found a girl. The teacher looked at Shen Xinghe meaningfully, "I have to remind you that the college entrance examination is just around the corner. Don't let down your guard."

When students are young, premature love is regarded as a scourge by teachers and parents, comparable to drugs.

Shen Xinghe smiled and said, "Teacher, you misunderstood. Lin Shuliang and I are neighbors, and it is her mother who picks us up every day. It is not what you think."

The girls' parents came to pick them up, which shows that they are very confident. The math teacher was a little embarrassed, "Is that so? I was overthinking it. I will go back first. Be careful on the road."

Lin Shuliang was close enough to hear their conversation.

She walked forward and asked, "Why do teachers and classmates misunderstand our relationship?"

She couldn't figure it out.

Shen Xinghe glanced at her and asked, "What misunderstanding?"

"They all thought we might be a couple, or that I liked you and you liked me, or something like that." She said frankly, "I really don't understand them."

She had no feelings towards Shen Xinghe at all, which was why she spoke so openly.

Shen Xinghe also understood and looked at his watch. "The innocent are innocent. Don't worry about what others think. Let's go. Auntie must have been waiting for a long time."

In order to take care of her, Lin Shuliang's mother quit her job, saying that the third year of high school is a critical period and must be taken seriously.

It's said to be taking care of her, but in fact it's more like taking care of Shen Xinghe.

Mother Lin gets up at noon every day to make breakfast and midnight snacks, and asks Shen Xinghe what he wants to eat every day, which makes Lin Shuliang very jealous.

Sometimes when she complained, her mother would say, "When your grades are as good as Xinghe's, I will ask you what you eat every day."

Tsk…

To be frank, she won't be able to catch up with Shen Xinghe in her next life!

While thinking about this, they had already walked to the school gate. They searched for a long time but couldn't find anyone. Her mother hadn't come yet.

Luo Yun saw them and came over to talk to Lin Shuliang: "Shuliang, I saw your mother downstairs. She drove a white car. Please go over quickly."

A white car? It must be borrowed. Her father's car is black.

"Okay, thanks!" said Lin Shuliang.

Luo Yun was very shy in front of the person she liked. She gently squeezed Lin Shuliang's hand and said, "See you tomorrow." Then she left.

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He pinched her hand, which had pierced the skin. Lin Shuliang screamed in pain, "This Luo Yun really knows how to pick the right place to pinch."

Shen Xinghe asked concernedly, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, let's go." She said, shaking her hands.

When Shen Xinghe saw the blood on her hands, he said, "Wait for me two minutes."

He quickly went to the convenience store and bought some Band-Aids and alcohol wipes.

By the time Lin Shuliang reacted, he had already walked back.

"Give me your hand." Shen Xinghe said.

She took her hand away obediently, and Shen Xinghe disinfected it with an alcohol wipe.

Lin Shuliang didn't say a word when the alcohol touched the wound. Firstly, she was not a delicate girl, and secondly, she had been learning dance since she was a child and had suffered countless injuries, so she was used to it.

Shen Xinghe knew all this, but he still wiped the wound and blew gently. It was too hot in the summer, and the air he blew was also hot, making Lin Shuliang's palms a little hot.

"Okay, let's go." Shen Xinghe had already put on the Band-Aid.

Lin Shuliang pressed it and said, "Thank you. Let's go. My mother will scold me for being slow soon."

As he spoke, he ran and jumped forward.

Her hair was still in the bun she had at noon, and her facial features became lively because of her smile. The light fell behind her like stars, shining in the night.

Shen Xinghe chuckled and followed her.