(Girls' Literature) A beast hidden in the heart of a teenager

Junsheng has a secret.

But he won't tell anyone.

Any teenager in the agitation of adolescence will have his own secrets, which are as easy to understand as a cat staring at fish outside a fish tank.

Being tortured by the freshness and heat in his body, he is like a thirsty porter on the yellow mud gang, and he will go to scrape together money to buy the village brew with sweat medicine in his body.

But Junsheng is different.

He is clean and delicate, fifteen-year-old thin but capable, from a poor family, he will never walk on the road and whistle loudly to the beautiful girls he sees for no reason, but because of his excellent grades and all-round sports, the pencil case is often put into a pink heart-shaped envelope by bold girls.

But he doesn't seem to be interested in this at all, his time is very tight, and he doesn't use the kung fu to press the road with the girls, and in his spare time he often wears the thick plush toy cover, dressed up as a cute cartoon puppet to distribute flyers to the children in the playground, and by the way, look at the young couples who press the road at the entrance of the playground.

He saved the money from these odd jobs to pay for his high school tuition.

Because the orphanage is only responsible for the expenses of nine years of compulsory education.

At this time, Junsheng was lying on the table thinking about his secret, and the setting sun of the window hit his black head through the transparent window lattice, casting a black shadow on the classroom floor.

A pair of feet in white canvas shoes appeared next to the black shadow, and a somewhat cramped but familiar voice sounded in Junsheng's ears.

"Hey."

He raised his head and saw that Chen Wenwen was lowering her head, the black silk covered her expression, she was tugging at the corner of her clothes, and her voice was as small as a mosquito humming.

Junsheng has never seen Chen Wenwen like this.

He has the impression that Chen Wenwen is the class flower of the thirty-first class of junior high school, with proud grades and a wealthy family, and after wearing a white dress, she is the most suitable female voice for the definition of a princess among the people he knows.

If all the boys in their school want to date the most in the third year of junior high school, then Chen Wenwen will definitely be on the list, and the number of votes is equal to the sum of the second to ninth places.

But at this time, Chen Wenwen is not like the usual Chen Wenwen at all, not generous at all, but a little cramped and shy.

There were only two of them in the classroom, Jun Sheng was the class leader in his hand, he held the key to the class in his hand, and he walked later than the student on duty every day, so the student on duty in the 31st class of junior high school rarely had the opportunity to hear the crisp sound of the lock tongue clenching.

Junsheng left late because he didn't have a separate room in the orphanage, and eight people between the ages of seven and fifteen were crammed into a palm-sized dormitory, stretching out their feet and touching other people's pillows, and besides, the lights were all turned off at half past nine in the dormitory, and he didn't have time to read and review at all.

So he had to stay in the school and use the free lights before the school was cleared to complete his homework and prepare.

Chen Wenwen is the secretary of the Youth League in the class, as the first and second leaders among the students, they usually cooperate a lot, and it is difficult to distinguish between them in terms of grades, but Chen Wenwen's family education is very strict, and there are rules for access control, so she leaves very early on weekdays, and I don't know why she stayed until the end this time.

Chen Wenwen knew that her face was so hot, she had never been so hot in her life, but she knew that if she didn't open her mouth this time, then she wouldn't have a chance in the future.

"Now."

Chen Wenwen began with a slight onomatopoeia, and then quickly continued: "My letter, you"

She paused for a moment and plucked up her courage: "Did you see it?" ”

"Letter?" Jun Sheng was a little foggy, seeing Chen Wenwen seeing his reaction, he couldn't help but have a fine mist rising in his eyes, and Jun Sheng was uneasy when he saw it, so he quickly opened the lower layer of the plastic pencil case, and sure enough, there was a neatly folded white paper crane lying there.

Junsheng finally understood what was going on, but instead he shook his head and whispered, "You don't know my situation yet. ”

If Junsheng said that he really didn't have a good impression of Chen Wenwen at all, then he must be lying.

But he is very clear about his position, so he doesn't think anything about this girl who has the name of the class.

However, unexpectedly, Chen Wenwen looked into his eyes and replied seriously and loudly: "I know! ”

Jun Sheng had some experience and couldn't help asking, "What do you know?" ”

"I know that the lunch box you bring at noon every day only has cabbage with rice, and I have tasted it myself, it is not unpleasant but it is not delicious."

Chen Wenwen tilted her head sideways and said lightly, without a hint of disdain, but very sincere and quiet.

"I also know that you go to odd jobs every weekend, and every time you play a teddy bear, I sneak a hug from behind."

Chen Wenwen's gaze was quiet and soothing, and when everything was said, she was like her usual self.

"I also know that your bed in that orphanage, your bed is very narrow, but very clean, the quilt was recently donated to you, and there is a big Garfield on it."

Chen Wenwen didn't smile, but she didn't pause.

"I even know that you buried the letters that those girls gave you under the tree in the corner of the orphanage, and I secretly dug them out and read them one by one."

Jun Sheng's face gradually changed from surprise to slight anger: "You are following me? ”

"That's right." Chen Wenwen confessed frankly: "What if I follow you." ”

She spoke softly, "I know everything I can know about you. ”

"But!" Chen Wenwen's turn is clean and proud: "I don't care. ”

Jun Sheng was silent, he had no way to answer Chen Wenwen's words.

"And." Chen Wenwen paused and looked into his eyes.

"I like you." The girl's confession was calm and proud, and she started the conversation with that cramped "hey", and then the more she went on, the more she looked like the real her.

Not humble at all, with a sparkling light.

"Do you like me?"

She asked.

Junsheng was silent, then bowed his head.

"I'm not worthy."

His answer was low and calm, but he didn't hesitate.

Chen Wenwen lowered her head, and large tears passed through the dust-filled pillar of light that the setting sun shone through the window lattice, leaving a cyan wet mark on the marble floor.

She lowered her head and said slowly, "Oh. ”

"Remember, burying my paper crane alone under that tree is a proof that I am different from theirs."

Junsheng was still silent and did not answer.

Chen Wenwen shook her head and smiled reluctantly.

"I only confessed once, and I have no regrets about myself."

With that, she turned to leave, and Junsheng watched her back away until she reached the door in the setting sun.

She stopped there and turned around, tears still trailing in the corners of her eyes.

"Sure enough."

Chen Wenwen's voice was very soft.

"You like Mr. Beiluan, right?"

The beast in the heart of the living was seen through the cracks in the fence.

(End of chapter)