Chapter Twenty-Nine: It's Good You're a Boy.
In just six words, the hot atmosphere dropped to freezing point almost instantly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Lin Zimo was even more stunned as if he had been struck by lightning, unable to speak. Because Song Zhun's tone was clearly angry, he broke her thoughts in front of outsiders.
I think I understand Lin Zimo's next move of snatching the bag from Song Zhun and running away with his face hidden. It's a shame for anyone, especially for those who have a purpose in mind.
But what puzzled me the most was that Song Zhun didn't chase him out in the first place, but threw me a look of what to do.
I hurriedly cleared up the relationship and urged him, "Why are you standing stupidly?" Wait for me to help you chase? ”
The man seemed to hesitate for a while, looked at my determined eyes, and then moved his steps to hurriedly say goodbye and chased out.
When I got home a little tired, after changing my shoes in the hallway, I put the plastic belt in my hand on the dining table, and I obviously had no strength, so I collapsed on the sofa without any image.
While patiently sorting the food into the refrigerator, my mother patted the dust on her hands and asked me, "Xiao Nian, is that girl Song Zhun's girlfriend today?" ”
I buried my face in the couch, mixed with the soft texture, and my voice became extremely low, "I guess I have had a fight recently!" ”
"Really? So why did he deny it? ”
"Because he's scum!"
"Aren't you friends? How do you speak ill of him in the back. I think Song Zhun is a very cool kid, if you don't like it, you don't like it, why hide it. ”
I lifted my head from the couch, shook my head in disappointment, and sighed, "It's still the old saying, sure enough, girls like bad guys." Looks like I'm going to get a little worse too, otherwise I won't be liked by any girl. Besides, is that cool? He's playing tricks on others, why stay together all day if he doesn't like it? Isn't it his fault for letting others misunderstand that he meant that? ”
Mother suddenly sank her face and snickered proudly, "Oh...... It seems that our family is young, and if we have a girlfriend in the future, we will be very dedicated. ”
I raised my eyebrows proudly, "Of course, I will definitely be good to her, not like Song Zhun." ”
"That's it!" Mother nodded proudly, "Then you have to do what you say, we are good at growing up, there will definitely be many girls who like it, but Xiaonian has not found someone to like." ”
"No, I'm looking high!"
Seeing my narcissistic appearance, my mother shook her head helplessly, and put the last bit of apple in the refrigerator.
I was so tired that I was going back to the house to catch up on my sleep, and I had to wake up early tomorrow for school. Recently, the head teacher may not have received his salary, and his temper is getting bigger and bigger. A little thing can be tossed back and forth for half a day.
Unexpectedly, I staggered to the door, and when my fingers were about to hold the doorknob, I was shocked by my mother's cold words, and I didn't dare to move.
She said: "It's good that you're a boy, otherwise today's incident, I almost thought that Song Zhun liked our young years, hahahaha." ”
I didn't want to investigate the meaning of the words, but I somehow felt that something was filled in my heart. It's like putting honey-stained cotton in a jar and sealing it. Then cover it with a black cloth so that no one finds out the secret in the jar, and I can continue to pretend to be innocent.
When I arrived at school the next day, I met Song Zhun at the door of the classroom who was walking out with a large pile of homework. Without even thinking about it, I retracted my steps and turned around and headed for the front door.
There is no clear reason. It's just that all of a sudden I was disgusted that he looked at me with such meaningful eyes.
So I'd rather take a little more detour than see him. Otherwise, I'll start to loathe myself.
But the human psyche seems to like to play the chase game. The more you ignore him, the more often he appears in front of you.
As a result, I no longer dared to look in the direction of inertia in class, and my eyes could only stare at the teacher's face, but my ears could not hear the content.
I tried not to pay attention to my mother's words and the thoughts that were clamouring in my heart. They are all devils and will make me not myself.
When I looked out the window at the big tree that had turned from dead branches to green leaves, I suddenly became sad. Because there will definitely be a day when they will turn from green leaves to dead branches, and so on and so forth, but they will no longer be what they were at the beginning.
I'm afraid of change, like I'm afraid of another person around me. Then on the day of retraction, it is no longer pure emotion.
It may have something to do with the growing upbringing, but I have to make one thing clear. My nature is innate, and it has nothing to do with others.
When the bell rang for the end of class, I lost my mind for a moment and forgot to avoid Song Zhun in the first place. So he appeared in front of him unsuspectingly, and when he looked up, he could see him smiling.
It doesn't matter if I'm irritating to avoid him or not, anyway, in addition to letting me study his expressions, the degree of his cheekiness has to be impressive.
He sat in front of me with his comfortable palms on his chin, looked at me and asked, "Jiang Nian, do you really mention me often as your aunt said?" ”
I rolled my eyes very shamelessly, grabbed a book in front of me, and replied stiffly: "No." ”
"Really? So how did she know who I was at first glance? And call it out for sure, you clearly described me carefully with her, right? ”
I ignored him, frowning tightly, flipping through the pages without bothering. As if he hadn't seen it, he continued: "Jiang Nian, in fact, you don't hate me as you imagined. ”
After saying that, he smiled out of the corner of his eye, and with the light, it flashed into my eyes one by one, with the brightest light in the world.
I needed to find a way to calm myself down, but I was selfish and didn't want to embarrass myself, so I had to cut him down.
Throwing the book in his hand on the desk lightly, staring intently into his eyes, he asked, "Song Zhun, do you think it's normal for you to be like this?" ”
His smile immediately stiffened between his lips and teeth, and his palms left his chin, and he looked at me harmlessly. It was as if he was questioning himself with my eyes.
Then, a few seconds later, he got up, apparently flustered and confused, and walked back in despair.
For a long time, I looked at his pitiful back, and rejoiced in my heart that the plan had succeeded.
I finally defeated him and didn't have to put up with the inexplicable anymore, but why did I feel more sorry than he was?
Sure enough, I'm not bad enough.
Since then, our relationship has completely dropped to a freezing point, and we passed by like strangers. He didn't even bother to look at me, and I didn't dare approach the classroom through the front door, for fear of inadvertently meeting his sparkling pupils.
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