In the afterglow of the sunset, Cheng Manyue's palm glowed orange.

She lay on the desk, raised her palm in front of her eyes, the whole palm had an indescribable feeling, it had been numb, Ye Xinghe's body temperature was still in the palm of his hand, and the touch of his hand was throbbing when he thought of it.

This hand, the hand held by the Night Star River, why does it look different......

Five minutes ago, the bell rang for the end of class, and in the infirmary, Cheng Manyue, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly withdrew his hand and ran away lightly with a red face.

She was afraid that the teacher in the infirmary would come back and see her holding hands with Ye Xinghe, and the bell for the end of class would also wake Cheng Manyue from her dream. She was very shy, very afraid that Ye Xinghe would open her eyes at this time, so the two of them would be embarrassed, so they ran away in a panic, this is very unlike her style, she has always been very arrogant, who knows that she was just held by Ye Xinghe's hand, as if she was pointed, and she didn't dare to move.

She lay on the table, her face was hot all the time, and the afterglow fell on the palm of her hand, and it also exuded a warm warmth, as if the palm of the night star river was still wrapped around him.

After the fourth class in the afternoon, he was about to get out of school, today was Cheng Manyue's duty, Cheng Manyue calculated the time, and finished his duty as quickly as possible, so he went to find Ye Xinghe to send him home.

Cheng Manyue looked at the empty seat and desk next to her, the drawers of the night galaxy are always neat, there is always only a book and a pen on the table, she reached out and took the water-based pen of the night galaxy, for some reason, this pen used by him, Cheng Manyue wanted to try to hold it, with the pen he used, as if he could still feel his hand.

The bell rang for the last class, and the last class was a politics class, but as soon as the teacher walked into the classroom, Night Star River walked in through the back door.

Cheng Manyue was surprised to see Ye Xinghe come back to class, and the students also turned around.

"Ahem, take your seat quickly, you won't be late for any reason in the future. The political teacher said sternly.

Night Xinghe bowed slightly, slipped to his seat, and grinned at Cheng Manyue.

Cheng Manyue hurriedly took out a slip of paper and wrote: [Why don't you rest in the infirmary? 】

Ye Xinghe smiled after reading it, and looked for a pen to reply, but found that the pen on his desk was missing.

Cheng Manyue realized that he had used the pen of Ye Xinghe, and hurriedly returned it to him and put it on the notebook.

[What's the matter???

Cheng Manyue, who was poked at the center of the matter, gasped, and quickly wrote in the notebook: [Don't stinky fart, you are so badly injured, you should have a good rest!]

[You're not here, I have a headache!]

Cheng Manyue saw it, bit his lip a little shyly, and turned his head to look at the night star, he was looking at himself with a hazy smile, his eyes were full of serious gentleness.

[Nonsense. Cheng Manyue scribbled in big characters.

[Not really.] As soon as I saw you, I felt so much better. His handwriting is still as calm and handsome.

Cheng Manyue didn't reply, holding her cheeks and pretending to listen to the lecture, her face turned to the window, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile sweetly.

Suddenly, she felt the night star river poke her. She turned her head and saw Ye Xinghe lying on the table with his head buried, revealing his two eyes, looking at her mischievously and slightly shyly.

He pointed to his head,

Cheng Manyue whispered, "What's wrong?"

"It hurts. He moved his mouth, but did not make a sound.

Cheng Manyue rummaged through the schoolbag in the drawer and whispered, "I have painkillers for you." ”

Suddenly, Night Star River reached into the full moon drawer with his left hand, and in her school bag, grabbed her hand.

Cheng Manyue struggled for a moment, looking at Ye Xinghe in surprise, but he held it tighter.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Manyue looked at him incredulously with open eyes.

Ye Xinghe lay on the table, with a playful and smug smile on his face, and whispered word by word: "This, talent, yes, medicine." ”

Cheng Manyue wanted to pull out her arm, for fear that the teacher would see it.

Ye Xinghe made a shushing gesture to tell her not to move, and he held Cheng Manyue's hand tightly.

He continued to lie on the table, closing his eyes with a smile on his lips......

The two hands were in the drawer under the table, and Night Xinghe's hand gently flipped over her palm, interlocking with her fingers.

The moment the ten fingers were entangled, Cheng Manyue's heart was about to jump out.

She didn't dare to move, her body blocking the desk drawer, her face flushed.

The two hands in the schoolbag were all sweating, and Ye Xinghe just didn't want to let go of him, he lay on the table, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and really fell asleep.

Because he studied well and was injured, the teacher didn't care about him, so he let him sleep on the table.

This kind of nervousness and sweetness of secretly holding hands in class like being a thief hit Cheng Manyue at the same time, she was very energetic, and looked at the teacher's gaze vigilantly, for fear that he would find out that they were tired under the table.

And this guy Night Xinghe didn't care about falling asleep peacefully, and he seemed to be very relieved.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the bridge of the high nose of the night star, Cheng Manyue looked at him, feeling the temperature of the palm under the table, this was the first time in her life that she held hands with a boy......

The bell finally rang, and this long 45 minutes was the fastest class in Cheng Manyue's memory.

When the teacher leaves class, the students pack their schoolbags and get agitated.

Ye Xinghe suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Cheng Manyue and said, "You are not very good at writing love letters?"

"Hmm. Cheng Manyue was nervous when he spoke at this time.

"Can you help me write that?"

"Huh?" Cheng Manyue felt like a blow to the head, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and stammered: "You...... Who are you going to write to? I'm going to collect the money first!"

Ye Xinghe sat up, bowed his head and said embarrassedly: "Hey, Cheng Manyue, since you are so good at writing love letters to make money, then I will book a year with you first, and then help me give it to that girl." ”

"Oh, tell me who is going to do it. Cheng Manyue pulled out her hand instantly, a little disappointed and a little angry, but she didn't dare to show it, and she was a little angry and thought: Since you already have a girl you like, why are you still holding my hand?

"The recipient, Cheng Manyue, is you. Night Star River turned to look at her and said.

Cheng Manyue was stunned and turned her head to meet his eyes......

After a while, Cheng Manyue turned her head and said in a panic: "What are you talking about!"

"I mean really!

Cheng Manyue was a little angry and said, "What is this? Don't fool me!"

Ye Xinghe was just about to say something, a girl ran over and begged Cheng Manyue and said, "Full moon, I'm going home today to celebrate my sister's birthday, can you do it for me on duty, I'll do it for you next time." ”

"Oh, good. ”

"Thanks!" the girl ran out of the classroom door in deed.

Song Li also turned his head and said, "I'm also going to eat roasted cold noodles with Yuan Zhen, I'll ask you on duty!" After Song Li finished speaking, he grabbed his schoolbag and ran away like a rabbit.

"These people ......," Cheng Manyue's mouth twitched.

She got up and went to the back of the door to get a broom, and her classmates were almost gone.

Cheng Manyue swept the ground, but Ye Xinghe kept echoing in his mind about Ye Xinghe wanting to engage her with a love letter, what does this guy mean? Could it be that he is confessing in disguise? Could it be that he likes her?