If you want to stand on a high place with him, you can only keep strengthening yourself.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Chen squatted down, some fine hair was scattered in front of his forehead, and the light shining from the high top was reflected in his eyes like thousands of stars.

At that moment, how I wished that it was me who was sitting and crying, even if it hurt my feet, only then would I be noticed and even cared for by him. I can't even dream of these episodes, but at this moment, they are really happening in front of my eyes, but the protagonist is not me.

"It hurts...", the heir whimpered, but her voice suddenly became smaller, "Item... Xiang Chen? ”

Xiang Chen smiled at her politely, how warm and beautiful that smile was, it made people fascinated, and I immediately realized what kind of situation "spring flowers bloom".

"You help her to her feet." He turned his head to me, and his voice was soft, like a dandelion blown away by the wind against my skin, causing a silent shudder.

I did so mechanically, and for a moment, I felt as if I couldn't hear anything else, and Xiang Chen's gentle voice was echoing in my ears.

She tried it, and the weight of her whole body was on me, but the slight landing of her injured foot still made her scream in pain.

"No." As soon as the letter reached out and grabbed my arm, it prevented me from falling down with the heirs.

Seeing that I was standing firmly, he squatted down in front of the heirs: "I'll carry you to the infirmary, don't touch the ground and exert yourself with that foot anymore, go check it first." ”

Yi Heiwei only hesitated for a short moment, and then obediently lay on Xiang Chen's back with my support.

He seemed to have a little difficulty standing up, and I panicked and subconsciously pulled him.

Our palms touched, and Xiang Chen's fingers were warm and slender.

He smiled at me and said, "Thank you." ”

I smiled and responded to him: "You're welcome! ”

It was the first full sentence I spoke to him, and although it was only three short words, it didn't stammer like the last time.

At that time, it was getting late, and the setting sun sprinkled golden light on the earth, and the figure of the young man was stretched for a long time.

The entire school building was draped in a golden veil like cicada wings, and the earth was covered with mystery, and I followed them in a panic, and the rhythm was chaotic.

I heard my heir sniff every now and then, and I heard my stomach sing at an inopportune time.

Everything was like sleepwalking.

After the school doctor's examination, he told the descendants that there was no major problem, but the sprain needed a few days of rest.

Yi Heiwei called her father to come and pick her up.

We didn't actually say a few words from beginning to end, but we talked the most since we met him.

He also wrote my name by hand, and in that moment I was so grateful to my parents for giving me a good name.

It was when the school doctor asked for the name of the heir, I was taking the medicine, and he helped fill out the information card on my behalf.

"Descendant heir, what yi? What SI? What wei? What a complicated name. He teased.

The heir blushed.

"Forget it, just write your name in the summer!" He tilted his head at me and asked me.

I nodded.

My heart began to dance all kinds of waltzes again, and I never thought that my name would also give me a slight sense of happiness. Having written Xiang Chen's name in the diary so many times, it paid off so quickly.

Because of a foot injury, Yi Siwei temporarily withdrew from the painting task she was responsible for, and Hu Hao personally went into battle as a substitute to become my partner. Ten days later, we basically completed the task, and the article I wrote was arranged in the middle, and the accompanying painting was a forest, but Hu Hao was still not satisfied with the picture he accompanied by my article. He called Xiang Chen over with a sad face.

"You and Xiao Wei can help."

"You're killing me, and you know that I don't get enough sleep every day now." Xiang Chen pointed to his eyes, and there was a faint black circle under his eyelids.

It turns out that he even looks so good with dark circles under his eyes.

"Master, you two are out of the horse, one night is enough!" Hu Hao did not give up.

"You guys have to work hard for two more days to think about what kind of illustrations should be attached to this article." Xiang Chen pointed at Hu Hao, and then glanced at several literary club members standing on the side doing puppy tail wagging.

"Insidious! Shameful! You have to force us to admit that we are not good enough! Hu Hao made a gesture and shouted.

I bowed my head in shame.

It's all my article, they don't know what kind of painting to draw.

"Xiao Wei won't agree, I can't do it alone." Xiang Chen dodged Hu Hao's attack.

"If you go and say Xiao Wei, you will agree to anything."

“……”

Asking for help turned into a joking fist and foot fight between teenagers.

During the evening self-study, I used the excuse of going to the toilet and sneaking out, because I was curious about what they said about Xiao Wei, who was like a great god.

The auditorium in the distance was still brightly lit, and I trotted past the playground, which was very windy, and in the spring, it was drizzling.

The door was not closed, and I squatted in the bushes in the doorway, wearing a coat and hat but still feeling the slightest coldness, and I looked inside.

Xiang Chen's slender figure stood on the ladder, it was already spring, he was wearing a white shirt that I liked very much, and the cuffs were rolled up. He was drawing a composition next to my article, and there was a ponytail girl standing under the ladder, also holding a paint tray and a paintbrush, and I thought she might be Xiao Wei.

The sound of their conversation could be heard faintly.

"You, when is it, it's about to take the college entrance examination, and you still take this kind of thing, and you drag me into the water." The slightly coquettish voice was Xiao Wei.

"Well, I owe you a favor."

"Can't you find someone else?" Still coquettish.

"Who else do you think you can find to partner with me?" He laughed, his hands not stopping.

"Cut...... I'll just praise me, it's not easy to be praised by you. ”

"The people who came in temporarily have a lot of different skills." Xiang Chen changed the subject.

"Well, I actually really think this article is not good for composition, and I don't think anything I draw matches the content of the article."

I looked up, and she pointed to the article I had written, her face disgusted.

There was a burning sensation that quickly crept up my face. This feeling appeared when I first came to my new home in this city to talk to them, when I was mistaken by Xia Feng for the first time that I was buying a gift for him, and when I bumped into Xiang Chen last time I opened my mouth to talk to him.

But not once was it so strong and long-lasting.

After a while, I heard Xiao's faint sigh.

"Xiang Chen, a person like you, I really don't know what kind of girl can stand by your side."

"You! Isn't standing on my side? A half-serious, half-mocking tone.

I thought Xiao Wei would say something, but I didn't hear Xiao Wei's voice again.

I squatted in the bushes for thirty minutes, and I worked as fast as they could in front of me, without seeing me.

That night, I lay on my desk for a long time, and my ears were always surrounded by the conversation between Xiang Chen and Xiao Wei, does Xiang Chen like Xiao Wei? It turns out that he has never had a scandal because he likes someone as much as I do.

What kind of girl is that Xiao Wei, who can make such an excellent Xiang Chen like it.

The nights are long, and there is no sleep.