In the middle of the night, the cycle ran out with a flashlight, and the street lights in the villa area would stop for three hours in the middle of the night, and the cycle was in the dark, and it took a long time to find Lu Heng, who had fallen asleep by the street lamp, and he could smell the faint smell of wine as soon as he approached.

It should have been a short time after he slept for long, and he could still see the fine stubble on his chin by the light of the flashlight, and he didn't see his car after scanning the surroundings, so he probably ran here drunk and drunk.

She reached out and nudged him, and he moved and went back to sleep. She shook the flashlight into his eyes several more times before he woke up in a daze, stared at her with his eyes open, and suddenly grinned.

At one o'clock in the morning, the street lights came on punctually, and she could still see the shadow of his long eyelashes covering his eye sockets. She hadn't seen him really drunk, so she asked him with some curiosity: "When did you start liking Ji Yining?" ”

He shook his head and replied, "I like you." ”

She almost couldn't stand still, and couldn't help but ask him again: "How long?" ”

He looked at her as if he had suddenly woken up, stood up and hugged her: "Twinkle, twinkle......"

In the year he was in love with her, he had never hugged her like this and called her name. Cycle was pressed by her chest and almost couldn't breathe, and pushed him away with all his strength, just a little able to catch a breath, and he pressed it back again, and the cycle went on and on until both of them were a little tired, and he let go of her.

When she looked up at him, his eyes were clear, as if the drunk man was not him.

There was embarrassment everywhere in the air, and his face was a little hot, but he still looked calm, as if he had unloaded a burden. She turned her back and whispered, "Then I'll go back." ”

She was in a mess now, and she didn't bother to think about whether he was really drunk or fake, she just wanted to run away quickly.

But he called out to her, walked up and hugged her from behind, his voice was full of grievances: "You don't even ask me when I fell in love with you." ”

At this moment, she would rather be dreaming, what she said and did, and no one knew when she woke up, and she didn't have to be responsible for anyone. But now he is really holding him.

Of course, she wouldn't ask him when he liked her, not that he wasn't curious, but it didn't matter.

For her, even accepting a hug now is enough to make her feel guilty about Cheng Qishen.

If they really love each other, then they have caught up with Cheng Qishen for nothing.

"Don't you even guess?" The others behind her still insisted on asking her.

"You're drunk." She couldn't help but break free of him, and it took her best strength to take a step forward.

People who couldn't forget it with all their might, now know the answer and let go with all their might.

She leaned against the courtyard door and thought, when did she like Lu Heng?

The first time I saw Lu Heng was when my grandmother celebrated her seventieth birthday, and after my grandmother got older, her birthday was spent in her hometown in the suburbs every year. finally celebrated his seventieth birthday, and Zhou Qiancheng specially set up a table seat for the old man in the old house.

In the third year of high school, I was taken to my hometown by the driver from school, talked to my grandmother for a while, and then went into the study to continue to do the questions.

Lu Heng pushed open the door of the study and saw her, the black and white cotton school uniform was put on the thick down jacket, looking clumsy and bloated. The hair is not much longer than that of a boy, there is a small handful of bangs in front of his forehead, and there is still some baby fat on his face when he looks at it from the side, and he sits at the desk frowning, looking very troubled.

When she saw someone pushing the door, she glanced up at Lu Heng, still frowning, but quickly stood up and let him in: "Are you looking for books to read, they are all on the shelves, you can find them casually." She didn't really know him but didn't bother to ask him who he was, and there were math problems to do, so she quickly sat down again and continued to do her homework.

He was stunned for a moment, moved a chair and sat down beside her and asked her, "Is there a topic?" She snapped and quickly looked up from the pile of papers and nodded vigorously at him. She had never been good at math, thinking that it was a newly hired tutor, so she immediately moved her chair to the side and weakly called him a teacher.

Lu Heng's heart trembled, there were not many girls he came into contact with who had a better family background than her, some were proud and willful, and some were restrained and cautious, but there was no one like this, just saying a word could make him have a strange feeling.

Seeing that she lowered her head and was a little overwhelmed, he reached out and took her test paper, there were still a lot of eraser scraps on the surface, and the paper was full of pencil words, but it was scribbled in several places, it seemed that mathematics was really bad. He told her while reading the question: "My name is Lu Heng, not a tutor, my dad is your dad's friend, is your name Cycle, right?" ”

She hummed and scratched her head a little embarrassedly: "I thought you were the new tutor hired by your father." He cleared the eraser scraps from the test paper, spread the test paper flat in front of her, and said softly: "The knowledge point examined in this question is the second derivative of the function, do you know the formula?" ”

She quickly wrote down the formula on the manuscript paper to show him, and he nodded: "As long as the formula is remembered, no matter how the question type changes, don't be afraid." He casually pulled out a piece of manuscript paper, took a pencil from her hand, and quickly explained the idea of the problem to her on the paper, the pencil rustled across the manuscript paper, his hand was slender and well-proportioned, and the words were too beautiful to say, she looked at it and retracted her hand and hung it at her side.

He noticed something strange about her, and turned his gaze to her, "Am I talking a little fast?" She shook her head, this time putting her hand in her pocket, biting her lip and not speaking. He lowered his head again and continued to explain, and she breathed a sigh of relief, but she looked at his slender fingers holding the pencil in a daze, and she couldn't listen to his explanation at all.

When his eyes moved to the side of his face, he saw his broken hair lying softly on the corner of his forehead, in the cold-colored lamp light, his face was clearly angular, but it was incredibly soft, this person's name was Lu Heng, Lu Heng, and even the name was so good.

He asked another question in the cycle question, and when he looked up, he saw that she was staring at him in a daze, and he felt unnatural, so he had to ask her again. The eyes that had been staring at him immediately dodged away, and she lowered her head and quickly wrote another formula on the manuscript paper and showed it to him.

"That's right, continue to follow my train of thought, this question will not be difficult." He quickly drew the coordinate system, marked the shaft system, and then drew the image of the function, all in one go.

After drawing, he handed the pencil to the cycle: "Draw the poles on the diagram according to the formula." When she took the pen, he touched her fingers, which were warm and soft. Her mind was on the picture he had drawn, but she didn't pay attention to the touch between the two just now, took the pen and bit it in her mouth, thinking seriously.

Biting a pencil is not a good habit, he involuntarily reached out and pulled the pencil out of her mouth, and as a result, a bright saliva line was pulled out, which broke and dripped in front of her school uniform. Cycle quickly blushed and lowered his head, one hand touched the paper on the table, he pulled out one and handed it to her, also a little embarrassed.

Cycle lowered his head and kept wiping his school uniform, his saliva had already dried off, but he didn't know how to raise his head to deal with this embarrassing atmosphere. Lu Heng quickly drew a table for her, filled in the corresponding maximum and minimum values, cleared her throat and asked her to draw the approximate extreme points on the map.

Only then did she raise her flushed face, and found a pencil for him: "Give it to you." ”

"It's fine." He took the pen and said in a soft, soft, reassuring her. She held the pen and quickly found it on the diagram, he solved the problem, and went through it for her from beginning to end, and after finishing speaking, he asked her, "Do you know?" Cycle pursed his lips and looked at him and nodded, then lowered his head again to do the question.

When she pursed her lips, the small dimple on her right cheek sank in, and her fat face was very cute. He flipped through the book she had placed on the table, pulled out one at random, and when he opened it, he realized that it was her composition, a neat signature pen, and every stroke was carved very deeply on the thin paper.

Cycle noticed that he was a little embarrassed to read her composition, and felt impolite to say it directly, so he put down his pen and said in an anxious and earnest tone: "That's my composition." ”

Girls have never liked to be seen in their compositions, and they always feel that they are the most perfunctory style, and they feel pretentious, except that they don't want others to see them except for coping with the teacher.

Knowing this, he quickly closed her essay and said with a smile, "I don't have to write now, so I won't copy it." He only looked at her handwriting, but didn't look at what she had written, so he joked with her.

She was amused by him, her eyes were watery, and the smile stirred up a ripple, and he shook his head.

She quickly finished the paper, erased it with an eraser, and refilled it with a black marker. He watched her do useless work from the side, and roughly knew that the girl in front of him really didn't have the slightest confidence in mathematics, so she relied on the erasability of the pencil.

"Is math bad?" He asked her.

Seeing through him, the cycle didn't feel ashamed, and said to him while burying his head in it: "Well, it's very bad, it's the worst among the several doors." ”

He stared at her used manuscript paper for a moment and said, "It shouldn't be that bad. "It's not very bad, he just taught her a problem, and she remembers the formula clearly, and the solution idea is also easy to understand.

Cycle didn't argue with him, sorted the test papers into a Wen Jiàn bag, and put the books on the table into the school bag. Reaching into the bag, he felt a few pieces of chocolate inside, took it out and gave him one: "Here you go." He didn't like chocolate, but he took it anyway and stuffed it into his pocket.

She peeled off a piece and put it in her mouth, and asked him vaguely, "Do you go to college in the city?" ”

He looked at her bulging cheeks and replied to her with some amusement, "N big." ”

Cycle swallowed all the chocolate in one gulp, his eyes widened, and his voice raised a lot: "The best university in the city." ”

She asked him a lot about college, and her face was full of longing. It wasn't until the voices in the living room grew louder that she got up to go out with him. When he got up, he asked her softly, "Do you want to take the N major?" ”

The cycle hand was still holding the doorknob, and his expression was a little gloomy: "I shouldn't be able to pass the test." ”