The door of the class is a rusty security door, and when you enter, there is a wooden desk that is rarely seen after more than ten years.

The sound of Lang Lang's reading and the sound of the tip of the brushing across the pages of the paper converged into a youthful and uplifting song. Only by hearing such a voice every day and experiencing such a scene can Lin Tianze feel the reality of this world.

"Hey!" Lin Tianze put down his schoolbag and greeted Chen Qing'er, which was almost his routine.

"Hmm." Chen Qing nodded in response, her voice low and expressionless.

Lin Tianze glanced at her a little strangely, what's wrong?

"What's wrong with you, you're not feeling well?" Lin Tianze will ask whatever he thinks, he has already passed the stage of the little boy's twisting and pinching, he will not hold anything in his heart, and then let the two be suspicious of each other.

If it weren't for the fear of scaring this girl, Lin Tianze would even want to ask if the eldest aunt was here.

"Nope." Chen Qing'er replied in a low voice, then raised her head slightly and looked straight ahead.

Yes, that's it! Lin Tianze's memory rolled out all of a sudden.

Her head was tilted slightly, and a little bit of white and tender neck skin secretly escaped, and a trace of coquettishness suddenly appeared in the coldness; The snort was a little heavy, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and a hint of sadness loomed between his eyebrows and eyes.

She was sad and sad. Lin Tianze knew her, and whenever she had this expression, she was sad.

I remember that she also had this expression when she was sad at that time, but she was too stupid at that time to know how to cherish it, and she was just indifferent. In a few minutes, the girl who could hold back her sadness and was sad would come closer and care for herself.

Lin Tianze didn't know if the things he got were so cheap, which made him hurt again and again.

He couldn't remember how many times the girl had been injured, how much tape had been put on that immature heart, but every time he remembered it, he couldn't forget the way she spoke softly with red eyes.

Lin Tianze looked at her quietly, and a simple feeling of emotion and satisfaction rolled in his heart.

It's good, it's good!

"Don't be angry, Qing'er, I was wrong, I'm sorry, you can forgive me." Lin Tianze's voice was soft and warm, like sugar about to melt in his mouth, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch his perfectly delicate cheek.

He didn't know what made Chen Qing'er angry, but he knew that he owed her a whole life with this sentence.

At that time, when Lin Tianze heard that Chen Qing'er had died, his mind was blank, he didn't even feel sadness and pain, just like an old man recalling the past, the bits and pieces of the two of them were replayed in his mind, and those days that had gradually blurred were suddenly clear.

Those images were exceptionally clear, as if they were an old movie that had been recorded, playing over and over again in his mind.

I remember that she would turn around to show herself when she put on new clothes, remember the soft smile on her proud face, remember her flattering and coquettish again and again, remember her sentence I love you, and remember all her beauty.

That kind of love is unforgettable, and people can't help but feel a dull pain in their bones when they think about it, and they can't help but want to curl up in a ball.

"What are you doing?" Chen Qing'er slapped Lin Tianze's hand away, making him wake up from his memories.

Chen Qing'er puffed out her mouth and looked angry.

Why is this person like this, why do you want to recruit yourself when you have a girlfriend.

"Did I you off?" Lin Tianze smiled softly, and the warmth in his eyes shone brightly.

"Not really." Chen Qing'er turned her head to ignore him, and the ponytail that represented arrogance and youth was facing Lin Tianze.

"That's it." Lin Tianze smiled, he should have guessed the reason, the figure he saw on the playground last time should be her, no wonder there was always some familiar feeling at that time.

She must be jealous.

Lin Tianze felt a little funny, this girl looked very cute when she was jealous.

"That girl is my sister, her name is Lin Qingqing." Lin Tianze explained softly, he couldn't bear to make her a little sad, a little sad.

What you owe in your previous life must be made up little by little.

Chen Qing'er's body trembled, but she still said stubbornly: "What's the matter with me!" ”

She said that she didn't care, but there was a warmth in her heart, which made her warm, and she even wanted to jump a few times to express her pleasure.

"Of course it does." Lin Tianze looked at her, with some moist luster in his eyes, and said, "Because I like you." ”

Chen Qing'er turned her head sharply and looked at him.

"I like you very much." Lin Tianze looked into her eyes and whispered, "If you can, please let me always be by your side, okay?" ”

This is not the first time Lin Tianze has said to Chen Qing'er that he likes her, but it makes her heart flutter more than any time.

In this somewhat old but tidy classroom, in the sound of classmates reading aloud, in this very ordinary morning reading class, this sincere boy said the most shy sentence.

The warm sunshine, the cool breeze, the fluttering curtains, and the sound of reading are just the background of this sentence, which makes her heart tremble slightly.

That kind of emotion is about to go away, making people's faces red and red, and the feeling of crispy numbness is all over the voice.

"I see." Chen Qing'er snorted lightly, "Don't say it." ”

At this time, Lin Tianze felt a little sudden in his heart, it turned out that his confession to Chen Qinger was such an experience, he would also be nervous, his heart would beat faster, he would look forward to it, and he would also have the fear of being rejected.

And what about this girl, she will be like this, she will be soft and weak to say that she knows, she will be shy, she will blush, and she will be moved.

Chen Qing'er, this is a confession that I owe you for a long time.

Lin Tianze's expression was a little dazed.

He thought his heart was hard enough, but he was shattered by the soft 'I know', turning into a pool of soft spring water.

He was immersed in that indescribable subtlety when he found his hand under the table hooked by a small, thin, white, tender little finger.

He woke up suddenly, and a tingling sensation came from his little finger, leaving him in the clouds.

It's not physical pleasure, it's just that the psychological happiness and satisfaction that keeps his heart quiet.

He looked at Chen Qing'er's face pretending not to care, and the red glow that climbed up her cheeks betrayed her.

Lin Tianze smiled stupidly, like a happy flower that has found the sun.

This little finger hooked not only his hand, but also his heart.