When the bell rang for the end of class, Yang Feng and Wang Ziling said softly, "Are you ready?", Wang Ziling nodded, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth. Yang Feng took Wang Ziling's hand and walked outside the classroom. Yang Feng didn't care about Wang Ziling's expression: this was the first time in her life that she was held by a boy...... The first time I was held by a boy...... , how Wang Ziling wished that time would slow down like this, and hoped that Yang Feng would not let go of the hand holding him, Wang Ziling's face was as red as a red apple, and the smile that hung on the corner of his mouth never dissipated. Yang Feng didn't know that Wang Ziling had actually been waiting for his confession, but Yang Feng's actions gave Wang Ziling some illusions.

Yang Feng was in a good mood, he didn't think about other people's thoughts, and led Wang Ziling straight out of the campus, and they slowly walked through Zhaolin Street, Xiaman Street, and all the way to Central Street. Along the way, Yang Feng and Wang Ziling talked and laughed, from Dayu's control of the water to Yuan Shikai's accession to the throne, from the Legend of the Condor Heroes to Huanzhu Gege, from Don Quixote to Anna Karenina, from Austria-Hungary's declaration of war on Serbia to Alan Turing's smashing of the Enigma encryption system to end World War II. On both sides of the road are lush trees, and the leaves of the trees are turquoise in April, and the "sound of salsa" is heard in the light breeze. Through the green foliage, you can see the tall buildings around you, with large shopping malls, giant billboards, and churches with a European style. A happy atmosphere pervades the surroundings, slowly spreading like colorful bubbles in a dream.

Central Street is bustling with people.

The gentle breeze is the air that the two of them breathe together, the silky and delicate is Wang Ziling's slender fingers, and the melting ice and snow are Yang Feng's feeling Wang Ziling's temperature.

On the road, you can clearly smell the faint fragrance of the leaves in the sunlight, the sweet aroma of the bakery, and the rich smell of the roasted red sausages in the store.

Yang Feng held Wang Ziling's hand tightly, afraid that in this crowd of people coming and going, he would be separated from Wang Ziling, and turned around and said, "Don't get lost." Wang Ziling, who was walking behind, replied shyly and gently: "Hmm."

After half an hour's journey, Yang Feng and Wang Ziling walked into the oldest western restaurant on Central Street: the ceiling was painted with golden Italian patterns, and a huge crystal chandelier in the center was surrounded by sparkling crystal prisms and gilded metal symbols. The walls are covered with gold and pale gold patterns, which blend seamlessly with the patterns of the ceiling. Surrounded by gilded picture frames, there are all kinds of oil paintings. The well-made floor glows with gold and the reflection of floor wax, making it look spotless. The table is a standard square, draped in a white tablecloth like angel's wings, and the silverware on the table is perfectly streamlined, reflecting the light of the surrounding lights, making it dazzling.

The waiter saw that both of them were middle school students, so when he brought the menu, he said, "The two customers are so young." ”

Yang Feng took the menu and handed it directly to Wang Ziling, Wang Ziling did not take the menu, but lightly pointed at himself at a loss: "I haven't eaten Western food, I don't know what to order." Whatever. ”

Yang Feng actually hasn't been to a Western restaurant before, and he doesn't know which dish tastes good, and more importantly, Yang Feng doesn't know Wang Ziling's preferences, seeing that Wang Ziling has no idea, he cautiously asked the waiter: "Sister, can you recommend it?" ”

"A couple's set menu includes a 10-inch mozzarella cheese pizza, two Ridaos sausage toast, two borscht, one cheese lobster, one Italian red shrimp, one salt-roasted chicken wings, one pepper hash brown, and two mojitos. The waiter thought that the set meal at this price was just right for two middle school students, so he explained enthusiastically.

Wang Ziling heard that the waiter recommended a couple package, the word "couple" made her heart beat faster, gently stood on tiptoe of her right foot, her light figure withdrew slightly, raised her delicate right hand and gently covered her face, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

At this time, Yang Feng didn't care about these details, but felt that this amount of package was just right, so he decided to have a "couple package".

How could the young Yang Feng not perceive the girl's thoughts? He just silently buried this good feeling deep in his heart. He has never experienced love, so he doesn't know that this is actually the feeling of love, and he is afraid that such a feeling is like a bubble, which will shatter if touched lightly, and what will be inside the box after the box containing Schrödinger's cat is opened.

Along the way, Wang Ziling has actually been waiting for Yang Feng's confession, but the emotions of the two seem to be like being on two trains on parallel tracks, they can see each other, but they never intersect.

In this way, the two sat down to eat together, because it was the first time to eat Western food, the knives and forks were reversed, Yang Feng even stuffed the napkin cloth into his collar, and the waiter came to remind him, only to know that the napkin cloth should be pressed under the plate and naturally covered the legs, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the happy laughter was full of sweetness. Then they continued to talk about the Summer Olympics in the next few months, in fact, they were all looking at him left and right, constantly switching topics, not daring to face that youthful emotion.

Slowly, both of them told all the anecdotes they knew, and neither of them brought up new topics. After dinner, the two walked slowly back to school, and did not bring up any new topics, but the smiles still hung on the faces of the two people, and they understood each other's intentions. In this situation, there is only one topic left to talk about, and it is also the topic that Wang Ziling is looking forward to the most. But Yang Feng didn't mention it when he walked to the school, maybe he was waiting for Wang Ziling to mention it.

Although it has entered the summer, the wind in April in this city is still a little cold, and the two are walking slowly under the stars, Wang Ziling feels a little cold, and hugs his arms to keep warm. Yang Feng saw that Wang Ziling was a little cold, so he took off his coat and draped it on Wang Ziling's body. Wang Ziling looked up at Yang Feng's eyes and couldn't help but smile. The slightly loose clothes wrapped Wang Ziling's neck on Wang Ziling's body, which was very cute.

Yang Feng sent Wang Ziling to the door of the girls' dormitory, said goodbye to each other, and turned back.

Wang Ziling returned to the dormitory, and the scene that happened downstairs was seen by the sisters in the dormitory, so they hurriedly asked Wang Ziling: "Ziling, how is it, has he confessed?"

- "Oh, no. Don't gossip. Wang Ziling felt that her body was very heavy, walked to her bed, and threw herself directly on the pillow. When those sisters saw Wang Ziling's template, they went back to their beds with evil smiles, and each sat on their own bed to observe Wang Ziling secretly.

Wang Ziling closed his eyes slightly, and a voice sounded in his head, which seemed to be asking his heart, but he didn't know the answer to the question in his heart:

"Does he like me? Will he confess?"