The evening self-study teaching building is left with lights on the second and third floors. The flower stand is pitch black, and the blurred outline is outlined by the lights that are not bright.

Luo Ning looked around and saw that no one was disturbed, so she mustered up the courage to speak: "About the thing you said yesterday..."

Ye Jing also walked under the flower stand, and the dim light outlined his handsome eyebrows. However, in the night, his skin was cold and white, and the light in his eyes was also indifferent.

He approached and interrupted her: "If it was a rejection, then there was no need to say."

Luo Ning prepared her speech for the whole afternoon, but was ended by him before it even started.

He clasped his fists and supported it on the stone pillar behind her head, and wrapped her tightly in his arms, with his eyebrows and eyes full of toughness that cannot be disobeyed. "I can wait, but don't refuse."

The cold air belonging to him was overwhelmed by the sky, Luo Ning's thoughts were disrupted, she was confused for a while before she found her conversation: "To be honest, I never thought that people like me would be liked..."

Her self-deprecating remarks made Ye Jing frown, and he asked back: "A person like you? What's wrong with you?"

Luo Ning raised her head slightly and fell into a pair of dark eyes. Like the starry sky, it contained too strong emotions. It made her look away, stared at her toes crampedly, and replied in a low voice, "My mother often says, I am ugly and stupid, and I don't study hard, so no one will like me."

She has long believed this since she was a child, so she never expected anyone to like her, and she never thought about a perfect existence like Ye Jing.

So at first she didn't believe his confession.

She guessed that it might be a prank of truth-telling and adventure. After confirming it over and over again, she became even more at ease after finding it was true.

She and Ye Jing stand together, they are not a perfect match.

In just one day, I heard a lot of gossip, which was no less harsh than her sarcasm when she fell from a key class to a fifth class.

She was used to hiding in her turtle shell to live, and now she was suddenly exposed in the sight of everyone, so uneasy that people just want to escape.

Curled up his fingers and asked uncertainly, "Although we were in the same class for a year, we didn't have much interaction, and you are all the best, why did you treat me..."

Ye Jing was upset when she heard her words. He didn't understand why she put herself so low. Obviously, she was such a good girl...

It was so good that he broke his cautious approach and did not hesitate to take such a dangerous move, but he was afraid that she would be snatched away by someone else.

He lowered his eyebrows and looked so gentle: "Although you are indeed slow in some aspects, it is not as much as you said no one likes it."

On the contrary, some boys have discussed Luo Ning in private, saying that she is soft and cute, and he is proud and irritable when he hears it.

Fortunately, everyone felt that she was timid and was afraid that she would scare her rashly confession, so he could feel at ease and patiently integrated into her world step by step.

But I didn't expect that an uninvited guest would appear halfway and disrupt his pace.

A dark flashed in his eyes, he paused and added, "At least...it moved me."

When they said this, their heartbeats accelerated at the same time.

Ye Jing stood a little away from her with his hands hanging down, his cold and white face turned red. What he said to her in the past two days was probably the most numb thing in more than ten years.

However, he gave everything but failed to get her consent.

Although Luo Ning's face still had a little shy blush, it was gradually covered by the decisiveness that came up.

She first said "Thank you", and then stabbed him gently and cruelly, "But I can't agree..."

...

The students who finished evening self-study have almost gone, the school is empty, and the school gate is no longer crowded and noisy.

Luo Ning recalled the conversation under the flower stand as she walked. Instead of saying "I'm sorry" perfunctorily and turning her head to stand, she said "thank you" from the bottom of her heart, and then told him clearly the reply and reason. Although Ye Jing looked unwilling to accept it, at least she took it seriously, even if she refused.

——"Because of people who care, there is no way to be with you."

——"The person you care about?...Bo Qiancheng?"

She looked across the street inadvertently.

Street lights are quietly accompanied by the green trees, and the orange light lights a gentleness in the darkness, covering the boy standing by the roadside.

My heartbeat suddenly dripped off and hit it.

——"Well, it's him..."

It's him...

No need to think about it anymore...

The person opposite also saw her. He raised his fluffy head, looked at her and then quickly turned it away. He deliberately pretended not to see it, but the cigarette he was holding shaking off from his fingers.

——"You reject me because he is? Because that kind of person refuses me?...Why?"

Why?

She also wants to know.

Obviously, if you compare the all-round male god like Ye Jing and the poor school bully like Bo Qiancheng on the balance, you will know that you should choose the former.

But feelings cannot be controlled.

My love for Bo Qiancheng has long sowed a seed in my heart, and now I have produced bunches of small strawberries. After taking a bite, it is sweet and astringent.

——"Like" probably tastes like this.

I was so happy because I could be by his side, but I was sour and anxious because I couldn't see his heart clearly.

She looked at the boy's outline of light, held a beating heart, and shouted in the street: "Silly! Are you waiting for me?"

The tall boy did not stand firmly, so he fell from the small stone steps, stabilized his body, and shouted at her with a verbal confusion: "Who is waiting for you!"

"Then why are you standing there alone?"

"Smoke! No?"

She said "Oh" and said disappointedly, "Then you suck slowly, I'll leave first!"

The boy pretending to light a cigarette was stunned. Seeing that the figure opposite the street had already strode forward, he quickly stepped to catch up.

Aren't you going to go with the young man?

Why did you come out alone?

He ran to the intersection, and in the flashing traffic light, she crossed the zebra crossing, and the black-eyed Ren looked at him, making people feel numb.

He hurriedly turned his face away. Before she could ask anything, he explained awkwardly: "It's finished."

Seeing him following him naturally and walking side by side with his hands in his arms, Luo Ning couldn't help but mutter: "Didn't you say you don't have to give me a relaxed look? What are you doing with me? It's not what I asked you to give me..."

He said casually, but she still became scruples.

"Fat Ball, you are really stingy, you can be embarrassed."

"Who's up?"

"I'm still saying it's not bad? What's the face like?" He was amused and poked her on the cheek with his hand. It was a joke that was so ordinary on weekdays that he got offended her today.

Her hand was opened "splied".

With the crisp sound, he stopped moving.

The girl beside her lowered her head, her smiles at the end of her eyes were all curled away, and she only stared at the road and said in a muffled manner: "Don't touch your hands."

There was still soft pain in the place she photographed. When she came to her senses, the other party had already trotted to the front.

He shouted at the top of his throat, but couldn't let her stop, saying "If you don't want to give it, don't give it!" It was scattered in the wind.

What's wrong with her?

Huh? It's not right!

She ran away with the little white face, it was him who should be angry!

...

Luo Ning ran up the long bridge in one breath, turned her head and saw that no one was following her, so she stopped and her eyes drooped dimly.

She stretched out her right hand and looked at it, her fingertips pricked, and she didn't know if he was hurt.

She clenched her lower lip in annoyance. Bo Qiancheng must have thought she was inexplicable...

But the clearer he is in his heart, the more he can't wait to know whether he has the same feelings for himself. This feeling grows like wild grass, so that he becomes particularly concerned about some small things.

She lowered her head and walked forward in a depressed mood.

Usually she would stop to buy something and walk across this long bridge with Bo Qiancheng while eating and chatting, but today, she has no appetite and no mood.

After crossing the long bridge and walking into the path, a panting came from behind him, "Fat ball! What are you running! Wait for me!"

The moment of looking back—

His figure broke into her sight and crashed into her heart.

The tall boy, who was 1.8 meters tall, was holding a cup of pink-packaged milk tea in his hand, and handed it over, saying angrily, "Didn't you always want to drink wheat-flavored flavor? You're lucky today and didn't sell it all."

She stared at the milk tea in her eyes, feeling a little disbelief: "I thought you were angry and left..."

Bo Qiancheng laughed briefly: "Do you think you are as stingy as you? Drink it quickly, the temperature is just right."

There was only an unhappiness. Luo Ning was still a little embarrassed and was embarrassed for a long time. Bo Qiancheng stepped forward and pulled her arm, put the milk tea into her hand. Finally, he explained, "That sentence... don't care..."

She raised her eyes, and the boy's expression was indescribable in the flashing neon lights.

But the sound was so clear that it was engraved into my heart—

"Who asked you to leave me and the young man home together? I...I was unhappy, so I said that on purpose..."
To be continued...