I picked up this candy from the ground
At seven o'clock, there were still forty minutes before the evening class. Wen Jing packed up the things on the table and prepared to return to the classroom.
"I'm going to the classroom to read." She said to Chi Ya and Zhang Xiaowen and left.
Chi Ya glanced at Zhang Xiaowen and asked, "Why has Wen Jing fallen in love with reading recently?"
"I'm afraid it's not that I love reading." Zhang Xiaowen said in a low voice.
"What?" Chi Ya asked her.
"Maybe it's to improve the composition score."
Wen Jing walked into the classroom "to improve her writing grades" and only glanced at Chen Songyan. The smile on her face disappeared instantly.
She put the things in her hand heavily on the seat, walked straight to the back row, opened the bookcase at the back not quietly, and took out the extracurricular books that she had not finished reading.
This series of noisy actions did not attract the attention of the people in the back row at all, especially Chen Songyan, who was talking incessantly about some weird story with the two girls in the front row and Yuli next to him.
"Oh! We were talking about what kind of person everyone might like, why did you go so off topic!" After he finished speaking, Yuli brought the topic back.
She suddenly looked up and saw Wen Jing by the window. She blurted out, "Wen Jing! We were just discussing what type of boy you might like! I'm not sure if we were right. Could you give us a little hint?"
Still talking about this topic.
Wen Jing almost sneered: "I don't like people who talk too much anyway."
After she finished speaking, Chen Songyan's expression froze.
Wen Jing didn't see it, she only knew that Chen Songyan never turned around to look at her from beginning to end.
Suddenly she couldn't read any more, so she stuffed the book into the bookcase and turned away!
"I actually guessed wrong! I thought she liked cheerful people." Yuli looked at Chen Songyan, "Chen Songyan, it seems that even you have been eliminated by Wen Jing."
Chen Songyan stood up suddenly, said nothing, and walked out of the classroom.
A girl in front of him asked: "What happened to him suddenly?"
Yuli's mouth flattened a little: "I don't know."
But his eyes glanced towards Wen Jing.
The next day was the weekend. Chen Songyan originally had not planned to go home, but after thinking about it, he finally went back home.
Chen Songxue's university is in Guangzhou. He doesn't have many classes every week and often goes home.
At this moment, she was lying on the sofa watching TV. Seeing Chen Songyan coming back, she skillfully instructed: "Help me wash the bunch of grapes in the kitchen. I want to eat them."
Chen Songyan didn't answer. He went back to the bedroom without saying a word, put down his things, went to the kitchen to wash some fruit for her, and sat beside her in silence.
Chen Songxue turned around and saw the washed grapes. He picked one and put it in his mouth. He glanced at his adopted brother and saw that he had drooped shoulders and was staring at the TV in a dejected manner.
"What's going on?"
"nothing."
Chen Songxue gave him a cold look and said, "If you have something to say, say it now! If you have something to say, say it now!"
Chen Songyan looked at her and said, "Let me ask you, why do you girls usually change seats?"
"What could be the reason? I can't sit down anymore!"
"Why can't you sit down? We've been sitting at the same table for a year and we haven't had any conflicts."
"It's annoying!"
"Annoyed?" Chen Songyan sat up straighter. "The other party didn't do anything wrong, why bother?"
Chen Songxue bit into another grape. "Based on my experience of changing desk mates three times in high school, it seems like there's probably something about them that I can't stand, and one day, something suddenly sparks, and I have no choice but to change."
This seemed to trigger a deep-seated memory in Chen Songxue, and she sat up. "Let me tell you, I sat with my first deskmate for a year. At first, we were inseparable and our relationship was better than anyone else's. We felt like we were perfectly compatible. But as time went on, problems began to emerge. We were too alike, too stubborn. We wouldn't give in on certain opposing viewpoints, and our arguments would become heated and unpleasant every time."
"I had originally decided to switch seats in our second year of high school, but after not seeing each other for a holiday, we felt it was bearable and got along well for a while until we had a big fight not long after. I knew we had to switch seats. It was hard at first, but over time we both realized that it was better for us to separate so we could continue to be good friends."
Chen Songyan frowned.
"Some people, you can't get too close to them, okay? If I get too close to that friend, I can't help but hate her. Keeping a proper distance will actually make me cherish her more."
"But we've never been inseparable, and we've never been very close."
Chen Songxue stared at him and narrowed her eyes: "The girl who came here with you during the last winter vacation?"
Chen Songyan was shocked.
"I can tell from your expression. If she's really like you said, then nine times out of ten, you've made her uncomfortable."
Chen Songxue, who has been single since birth and has no romantic experience, said this.
"How did I make her uncomfortable?"
"I don't know, go ask her!"
"She won't tell me," Chen Songyan said. "But she said she doesn't like people who talk too much."
Chen Songxue clapped his hands: "That's the truth!"
"But I, I didn't say much in front of her, I only talked to other people."
"That's annoying too. Disliking talkative people isn't limited to whether you talk a lot in front of her. Does her new deskmate talk a lot?"
Chen Songyan's face darkened: "He hardly speaks."
Chen Songxue was silent.
The only sound in the room was the TV series.
Chen Songyan seemed unwilling to give up: "But many of her friends are talkative."
"Those friends don't have to sit together every day. Maybe there are other things about you that make her dislike you!"
After Chen Songxue finished speaking, she didn't hear Chen Songyan's reply for a while. She turned around and saw that he looked dejected. "Am I annoying?"
"Chen Songyan, you're not kidding, are you? If others hate you, then so be it. Why are you so rude? If someone hates you, even your breathing is wrong. If she hates you, why don't you just stop playing with her?"
Chen Songyan lowered his eyes and said nothing. Chen Songxue couldn't stand seeing him like this: "You don't really like her, do you?"
"Where is the youngest sister?" Chen Songyan asked.
"Don't change the subject at my uncle's house! Chen Songyan, stop!"
…
In the center of Guangzhou City, Wen Jing sat on a chair on the balcony, holding a paintbrush and sketching the painting in front of her that was about to be completed. The expression on her face finally relaxed a little.
The boy in the painting was kneeling straight, his upper body was tied with chains, his chin was lifted up, and his handsome face showed a repentant expression.
After finishing the last stroke, she curled the corners of her mouth, took the painting down, walked into the house, and pasted the painting on a wall.
Whenever Chen Songyan made her unhappy, as soon as she stepped into this room and saw the portraits of Chen Songyan everywhere where she was allowed to ravage him, her anger would dissipate by half.
Wen Jing thought, I really want to implement all of these in the painting on real people.
Wen Jing could tell that Chen Songyan didn't like any of the girls in the class.
If he had to say who he was special to, it would be herself.
But this doesn't stop me from feeling angry when I see him chatting with other girls, especially when one of them likes him.
Why do you talk so much? He has so many good brothers, but they are not enough for him.
Why had he never told me what he told them before?
Why does time go so slowly?
If she were given a time machine, she would go back to graduation day without hesitation, grab Chen Songyan and put him on her bed, and do everything she wanted to do.
What expression would he have when he saw this room?
It's really exciting.
Autumn goes and winter comes, New Year's Day is approaching, and the first semester of high school is about to end.
The laboratory became much colder, so Wen Jing, Chi Ya and Zhang Xiaowen stopped studying in the laboratory and instead took turns studying in three classes.
Because of the inexplicable hostility of the classmates towards Class 19, Wen Jing gave up after going to Class 19 twice, and only went to Chi Ya's class occasionally.
That day, Wen Jing and Zhang Xiaowen came to Class 10 and ran into Huang Xing head-on. Before she could say anything, Huang Xing apologized first.
Wen Jing was puzzled and asked Chi Ya why she had become so polite.
"I've got someone to deal with him. It's about Song Qingcong, the guy who always bothered you. Not long after school started, I called him out and he became much more restrained. He even became polite and respectful to me. He's such a coward."
She looked at Wen Jing again, "Seriously, Wen Jing, why are you surrounded by so many handsome guys?"
Wen Jing didn't even raise her head: "It's just bad fate."
Chi Ya seconded the proposal: "He's definitely not a good person. Song Qingcong is always causing trouble, and the school has criticized him several times."
She suddenly lowered her voice. "I'm telling you, Lou Lingling and Jiang Xi had a big fight a while ago because of Song Qingcong. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, Song Qingcong has joined our art club, and he even signed up for a piano solo at this New Year's Eve party!"
Wen Jing was speechless.
She could guess with her feet what role Song Qingcong played in the film.
This guy is really full of energy. He would harass her every day when he had time to violate school rules, and disgust Jiang Xi at the same time, but he could still spare time to practice his broken piano which couldn't finish a piece of music in ten minutes.
What’s even more amazing is that he was able to get an average score.
Wen Jing no longer paid attention to Jiang Xi and didn't know about these things about him. If Chi Ya hadn't told her, she wouldn't even know whether Song Qingcong had tried to trip up Jiang Xi.
Now it seems that he has done what he said.
It was really interesting. It was worth it that every time she encountered Jiang Xi and Song Qingcong at the same time, she would deliberately bypass Song Qingcong to greet Jiang Xi.
For this New Year's Eve party, the school had the entire second grade class dance the waltz together to open the show.
Since it was not yet time for the waltz competition, no one bought dance costumes and just wore school uniforms.
When Song Qingcong, dressed in a suit, walked over, he instantly became the focus of the audience.
He was a boisterous person who deliberately competed with Jiang Xi. He was already well-known throughout the school, and many people in the second year of high school knew him.
Wen Jing glanced and then looked away, fearing that the other party would discover her.
Unfortunately, this person still accurately captured her location.
"Wen Jing!" he shouted.
Wen Jing's eyes darkened and she gave him a smile despite the curious looks from everyone around her.
"Do I look good today?" he asked, his voice still loud.
Intentional.
Wen Jing looked at him with a forced smile and nodded.
The other party asked again: "How does it compare to Jiang Xi?"
Wen Jing stared at him and started to act, so she deliberately gritted her teeth and said, "Song Qingcong, don't push your luck."
Song Qingcong laughed and said, "Then just wait and see how I turn Jiang Xi into ashes tonight!"
After saying that, he walked away.
It will last until the end of time!
Wen Jing lifted her hair, turned around, and unexpectedly met the eyes of Chen Songyan, who was standing on her right.
She curled up the corners of her mouth and smiled at him, a natural smile that was completely different from the one she had when she was talking to Song Qingcong.
Chen Songyan was stunned for a moment, moved his lips a few times, and turned his head away.
Wen Jing:?
Soon, the host's voice was heard on the stage.
This year, Chi Ya and Jiang Xi were both going to dance, so there was no host. The high school freshmen were hosting on stage. Wen Jing looked up and saw Song Qingcong.
“…”
Is he planning to recreate all the limelight that Jiang Xi has ever had?
But it was obvious that he succeeded. A lot of people in the crowd exclaimed how handsome he was. She also heard a few people say that he was even more handsome than Jiang Xi and that a new school idol was born.
What a shitty school hunk!
She looked at Chen Songyan again. He had a dazed look on his face and didn't even look at the stage. It was unclear what he was thinking.
It doesn’t affect Wen Jing’s feeling that he is the most handsome.
There is no one in this world more handsome than him, Wen Jing thought.
When the music started, Wen Jing came back to her senses and took Zhou Meng's hand to complete a dance without much emotion.
Since they had to dance again at the end, their team could only rest at the side of the stage, each person sitting on a small stool and watching the performance on the stage.
Chen Songyan was sitting not far from her, staring at the stage with a focused expression.
Wen Jing looked at the beautiful girls dancing on the stage and understood.
This is normal.
Although he was very focused on the beauties on the stage tonight, he was not very enthusiastic towards me. I just got one head turn when I smiled at him.
It’s nothing!
She reached into her pocket and touched the candy that Zhang Xiaowen gave her. Before she could react, the candy had already flown onto Chen Songyan's back.
She looked straight ahead, and out of the corner of her eye she saw Chen Songyan turn his head, lower his head to pick up the candy, and look at her suspiciously.
Wen Jing turned her head abruptly, pretending to be surprised: "For me? Thank you!"
She snatched the candy from his hand.
Chen Songyan was stunned: "This, this is something I picked up from the ground."
Wen Jing smiled at him gently: "It's okay, I don't mind." Then she tore off the wrapping paper and threw it into her mouth.
Chen Songyan was stunned and stared at her for a long time without saying a word.
Seeing this, Zhou Meng next to him said, "Wen Jing, you want some candy? I'll get it for you!"
Wen Jing waved her hand at him: "No, I just like to eat what I pick up from the ground."
Zhou Meng was stunned and looked at Chen Songyan. Chen Songyan looked at him with a confused expression.
While they were talking, the beauties on the stage had already left the stage, and the stage was dark.
Following a few piano notes, a cluster of lights on the stage lit up, illuminating the young man in black and the white piano in the center of the stage.
Seeing the familiar figure, Wen Jing frowned.
"The dandelions beside the primary school fence are a landscape with a scent of memory"
Song Qingcong's singing was so beautiful? Wen Jing sat up straighter.
This song "Dandelion's Promise" is so good that even though Wen Jing doesn't like him, she can't help but want to listen to him sing it carefully.
"And I can no longer tell whether you are friendship or missed love"
When the song ended, thunderous applause broke out from the audience.
This guy is really good at stealing the limelight!
Wen Jing was shocked and couldn't help but poke Chen Meng in front of her: "Has Song Qingcong always sung so well?"
Song Qingcong once told her that Chen Meng and he had known each other since elementary school.
Chen Meng didn't respond.
Wen Jing had already taken Chen Meng to visit her astronomical telescope and also lent her a telescope that she had put aside for a long time. Now she no longer ignored her.
She moved closer and saw tears in her eyes.
I*!
What's going on?
She couldn't help but look at Chen Songyan beside her, and unexpectedly made eye contact with him. Before she could speak, Chen Songyan had already looked away and turned his head.
He must have taken the wrong medicine tonight!
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