Tide (9)
Wang Huijia's expression at dusk that day was a little strange, but the blue eyes at that time didn't notice it at all.
All he cared about was the girl who left him with a shocking back. The anxious trek in his heart has scorched his heart, like a traveler lost in the depths of the desert, longing and looking forward to an oasis.
From Wang Huijia's mouth, Lan Tong finally knew that her name was Shen Ke, one year higher than him, and Wang Huijia was a neighbor a long time ago, recognized as a talented girl and beauty in the second year of high school, and the light was enough to cover the entire campus.
Lan Tong was surprised when he heard this, expecting that such a perfect person was really rare in the world. But when I thought about it, I just saw her back, and I fell into such a vague and dreamy swamp, which shows that her beauty must be true.
And this also increased his desire to see her positively, however, this is not difficult to do, because Shen Ke is the president of the school's literature club.
April 12 rì sunny breeze
How can it be? How can it be!
That cold and upright boy seems to have appeared a thousand times in my dreams.
When I saw him, I was at a loss for what I had never done before.
His eyes were pitch black, and in the depths of his pupils, there seemed to be an invisible hand at my throat.
I never imagined that I would have the gaffe I have today.
The moment I saw him, I felt like I had been struck in the head by lightning, and I felt a wave of overwhelming vertigo, and the book in my hand fell to the ground, making a "huhula-la-" sound in the air.
I thought it was a boring boy again, so I grabbed a book and went out to prevaricate, but I didn't think that my gaffe would be exposed because of it.
When I heard his name, I couldn't help but laugh.
Blue eyes. Blue Eyes...... This name has been chosen several times among many submissions. The surging words of such a dark cháo, such a delicate and tactful stroke, I thought it was from the pen of a girl. I never thought that when I stood in front of me, I would be such a handsome big boy.
Seeing my smile, he seemed a little confused, so I suppressed my smile and told him the reason, and then his face quickly burned crimson, what a shy big boy!
His smile was beautiful, with a shallow halo, and two dark eyes that shone with a charming light.
He leaned down and picked up the book that had fallen on the ground for me. Take the opportunity to observe his fingers, slender five fingers, fair skin, and gray blood vessels sinuous and tangled.
The skin on his neck was white and shiny, glowing softly.
……
He carefully picked up the book, closed the pages, gently dusted off the cover, and handed it over.
I've never looked at a guy so closely.
I always felt that he was very familiar, as if I had met him a long time ago, and I couldn't put it into words, really.
His voice was not loud, but the words were clear, with a boyish, faint hoarseness, which sounded warm and comfortable.
When he handed me the book, his fingertips touched my skin. A cool temperature came from his fingertips, just the right temperature.
……
Today is really a magical day, the first time because of a boy's insomnia, the first time I write the boy's name in a notebook, and the first time I stay up until midnight with a rì notebook.
It was late and my dad's snoring could be heard clearly. I don't know if my sleeping mother is still a beautiful smiling face!
The alarm clock in front of me, the hands have turned 12. A quiet and charming night came silently.
It's time to put down the pen in your hand, tomorrow morning there will be a quiz, and there will be an activity in the club in the afternoon, no, to be exact, it should be today, when did it become so confused?
Quiet. I said to myself. It's like every night in the past. Dear God, please let me sleep on my pillow and meet my shadow lover there.
"Blue Eyes, did you go to Shen Ke yesterday?"
As soon as she entered the classroom, before she could sit down, Wang Huijia slipped in front of the blue pupil seat and threw it inquiringly.
"How do you know?"
Blue Pupil didn't raise her head, and cleaned up the drawer by herself.
"When I came to school this morning, I met her halfway through and talked to her about it."
Wang Huijia didn't feel the resistance of the blue pupils at all, and was still tired of being beside her.
"Oh, what did she say?"
Blue Hitomi stopped what she was doing and looked up to listen.
"When it comes to Shen Ke, you are so sensitive! It's miserable, another Ke fan was born! ”
Wang Huijia said with a wicked smile.
"Divisible? What is Divisible? ”
Lan Tong looked at Wang Huijia with a full face, not knowing what to mean.
"It's Ke fans, Shen Ke's Ke, fans of fans, understand?"
Wang Huijia raised her voice and said in a low voice.
"Oh."
Lan Tong nodded, and was about to think about what to say next, when the class bell rang, the teacher pushed the door in with the lesson plan, Wang Huijia made a grimace and ran back to her seat.
Ke powder. Ke Fan ......
During class, Blue Hitomi pondered the word repeatedly. I think I've been isolated for too long, and I haven't paid attention to such things, so I don't know much.
But the only thing that is certain is that Shen Ke is very popular in this school and is very popular.
Indeed, a girl who is sè like that, even if she is too low-key, her edge cannot be hidden.
Thinking of yesterday afternoon, when he went to find Shen Ke during extracurricular activities, Lan Tong's face couldn't help but be hot.
said that he was sending a manuscript, but in fact it was just an excuse, he just wanted to take the opportunity to verify what kind of scene Wang Huijia said about talent and appearance?
He had never believed that there would be such a dreamy character around him, and it was not until he saw her face that he realized how fragile his thoughts were.
It's not a question of whether you want to believe it or not, it's that you have to believe it, if you've had that close contact with her.
He couldn't describe the scene of seeing her face for the first time, it seemed to be a dew-stained dream, wrapped in layers of dignified and beautiful lotus flowers, delicate and beautiful, and he couldn't bear to touch it with excessive thoughts.
It seems to shatter at the touch of a button.
His fingers were hidden in his pockets, and the hand that was gripping the manuscript lost its strength. The nails pierced through the thin pants and sank deep into the skin of the thighs without pain.
Time froze there, and he was almost stunned, but then he remembered how stunned he was, and the chagrin in his heart arose.
Fortunately, the book in her hand accidentally fell on the spot, giving him a chance to breathe. However, as he leaned down to pick up the book, a wave of vertigo spread from his heels to nerve endings deep in his brain, and he almost collapsed.
However, the vertigo made him feel extremely drenched and comfortable, it was the happiest moment of his life, and he was enveloped in great joy and excitement, as if he was born to wait for that moment.
However, what is even more incredible is that he was originally very easy to speak when he was nervous, but he did not have the slightest language barrier at that time.
Although the content of their conversation was extremely plain and simple, it lingered in his ears for a long time.
It was really a surprise and joy, and the blue pupils indulged in that heart-warming illusion for a long time, and couldn't extricate themselves.