Seeing that the teacher was about to walk into the classroom, Mo Haocheng had no choice but to walk back to his seat. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Good baby Cheng Mingyu did not listen carefully to the teacher's first class in history. His gaze floated through the window, drifting and drifting, drifting to the opposite high school on the second floor, a certain classroom, a certain location, a certain person.

It seems that she can really be seen.

A class passed quickly, and the bell rang for the end of class. Mo Haocheng enthusiastically gathered around Cheng Mingyu's table. Cheng Mingyu was fascinated and hadn't come back to his senses. The quiet and contemplative side face made Mo Haocheng in a trance, everyone has a love for beauty, and he couldn't help but have a feeling of visual purification when he looked at Cheng Mingyu. sighed for some reason, as a boy as delicate and beautiful as Cheng Mingyu is not too much.

However, he is determined that he is a straight man and will not bend.

"Cheng Mingyu, your sister is a sophomore in high school, right?

Cheng Mingyu's thoughts were pulled back by Mo Haocheng, and he lazily responded: "Second class." ”

"What's your sister's name?" Mo Haocheng looked at him with anticipation in his eyes.

The ghost sent the gods, Cheng Mingyu opened his mouth: "She is not my sister, not my own sister." ”

Mo Haocheng: Oh・・・・・・

After finishing speaking, Cheng Mingyu felt a moment of happiness in his heart.

"And what's her name?"

"Mu Weiwei. ”

Seeing that Mo Haocheng wanted to ask something, Cheng Mingyu stood up from his seat.

"I'm going to the toilet. ”

Stride and go.

Mo Haocheng: Forget it, he'd better ask someone else, anyway, he knows their names.

Mu Weiwei, he pulled away a smile as bright as a summer flower, the name is so good.

I don't know why, I remembered the poetry they just learned: Picking Rose, Picking Rose, Wei is also soft. When he returns, his heart is also worried.

When she came home from school in the afternoon, Mu Weiwei waited for Cheng Mingyu at the school gate for a while, but she didn't see him come out. Really, let's go.

When Cheng Mingyu walked out of the school gate, he looked around and didn't see the familiar figure, obviously he deliberately delayed time, but when he really didn't see her, an unspeakable loss rose in his heart.

The boy hung his head and stepped forward.

There was a cool feeling on his forehead, and Cheng Mingyu reached out and touched it, a drop of water stains. It was raining, but the sun was still shining.

"Didi," the bean-sized raindrops fell, densely packed, and soon soaked the dry ground.

"Ming Yu, Ming Yu. Someone was calling him, he looked up, and then saw Mu Weiwei standing under the eaves not far in front of him waving to him.

"Hurry, hurry. Mu Weiwei's voice couldn't help but be tinged with a touch of anxiety, this stupid boy, it's raining, and I don't know how to go faster. Cheng Mingyu's beautiful glass-like eyes reflected Mu Weiwei's tall and slender figure, and her steps did not speed up.

ran into Mu Weiwei's eaves to protect from the rain. Mu Weiwei opened her schoolbag, took out a tissue, and wiped Cheng Mingyu's face and hair wet by the rain.

"The next time it rains, I don't bring an umbrella, do you know if you run faster?"

Cheng Mingyu obediently closed his eyes and let Mu Weiwei move. With an innocent and safe expression, Mu Weiwei couldn't help pinching his face, Cheng Mingyu opened his eyes and looked at Mu Weiwei blankly.

Mu Weiwei pinched harder, hum, tell you to ignore me.

"Pinch, put, kan. The voice was glutinous, like a white fat dumpling ball in his mouth.

"Flutter. The curvature of the corners of Mu Weiwei's mouth was even higher, she hadn't seen such a lovely Ming Yu for a long time.