Chapter 8 He Chuyang, my name

Shen Yu felt Song Yiran's touch, turned his head and picked up the notebook in the middle of the table between the two.

Shen Yu was not very interested in such a time-wasting thing as evening self-study, so he didn't think about it and wrote "Don't go." "Two big words.

Push back to the original place and continue to solve the problem with your head down.

Song Yiran saw the words that Shen Yu left on the paper clearly, and her heart was mixed, she silently put away the notebook and put it into the desk hall.

I don't know why, it's a little lost.

After doing these things, she turned her head to look at Shen Yu beside her, and said nothing.

In a blink of an eye, between classes, Lin Guoer took Song Yiran to the first floor of the cafeteria to buy snacks.

Perhaps it was after the students had digested their breakfast, when they were most hungry all morning, and the road leading to the cafeteria was especially crowded.

The two arrived at the cafeteria with the flow of people, but they didn't want to squeeze through the door.

So Song Yiran decided to stand at the door and wait for Lin Guoer to buy it, she didn't have anything to buy, and it would save time if she didn't go in, Lin Guoer agreed.

It was crowded, and it took Lin Guoer a lot of effort to get inside.

Song Yiran stood outside bored, leaning against the stone pillar at the door, looking at the classmates coming and going in a daze, she was thinking about the evening self-study.

Song Yiran wanted to participate in the evening self-study, not only to standardize her review time after class, but also to secretly save a selfish intention, she also wanted to be at the same table with Shen Yu in the evening self-study.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yu would refuse so simply.

In this way, Song Yiran will not be able to see Shen Yu after school, and a little loss will come to her heart, thinking of this, she sighed faintly, and turned to look in another direction.

Who knows, but he hit a chest head-on, the boy is very tall, Song Yiran looked at the potato chips that were spilled all over the ground by himself, and quickly apologized without raising his head.

The other party did not respond, and after a short silence, he took Song Yiran's forearm and helped her who was slightly bent over.

"It's okay, I didn't see you."

The boy's voice is very good, like a cup of mellow coffee in the afternoon, which makes people sound very comfortable.

Song Yiran couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at this boy, his thick eyebrows rose up rebelliously, and under the long and slightly curly eyelashes, there was a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes that seemed to hold a clear spring, which made people shake their minds for a moment.

When Lin Guo'er came out, she happened to encounter such a scene, and she approached the two suspiciously with the snacks in her arms.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

Song Yiran pulled back his forearm violently and waved his hand apologetically, "It was I who accidentally spilled this classmate's potato chips." ”

"He Chuyang, my name." The boy suddenly spoke, curled the corners of his lips and looked directly at Song Yiran.

Song Yiran was stunned, not knowing what to say, "...... Good. ”

At this time, there was a call from behind He Chuyang, "Brother Chuyang, what are you doing, let's go!" ”

Song Yiran realized that the man should be his companion, and hurriedly said, "Please wait a minute, I will pay you potato chips." With that, he raised his leg and walked towards the door.

He Chuyang grabbed her forearm again and stopped her movements.

"No need, if you really want to compensate me, bring a bottle of water to the playground tomorrow at noon to watch me play."

He Chuyang blinked, then turned around and left, not even leaving Song Yiran a chance to refuse.

Song Yiran stood in place, Lin Guoer didn't know when she opened the bag of spicy noodles, and looked at her gossip while eating.

"That handsome guy is from class 12, don't look at him just now, he is actually a school bully, and he punches a child in a fight, which is amazing."

Lin Guo'er squinted her eyes and laughed out loud with her little tiger teeth, "However, I've never seen him talk so much to a stranger before, and asked you to watch him play, if you want me to say, He Chuyang has taken a fancy to you." ”

Song Yiran stretched out her hand and snatched Lin Guoer's spicy strips, "Come on, you, life is not an idol drama, you can make up the plot when you see anyone, go back to the classroom, and it will be late to make up for it again." ”

The two of them walked towards the school building.

"But, sister, will you go to see He Chuyang play at noon tomorrow?"

"No, inexplicable."

"He said that, aren't you afraid that he will trouble you?"

"He doesn't know who I am, and it's a big deal to lose a bag of potato chips, okay, go back to work."

Back in the classroom, Song Yiran's eyes suddenly flashed in her heart, and she always felt that there was something else, she couldn't understand it, so she simply didn't want to.

turned his head to look at Shen Yu at the same table, but was discovered, and Shen Yu looked at her.

"What's wrong?" A deep and clear voice sounded.

Song Yiran was a little embarrassed, and found an excuse to prevaricate, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm distracted." ”

"You're used to watching me wander?"

“……”

Song Yiran was speechless, I didn't know what to say, yes, looking at him, how could he say that he was distracted, who would believe it, ahhhh

Shen Yu looked at Song Yiran's embarrassed little face, couldn't help but chuckle, and raised his hand to rub the top of her hair, "Okay, let's study." ”

After doing this action, both of them were stunned, as if they were a little too close.

Shen Yu cleared his throat, turned around pretending not to care, and continued to read, while Song Yiran turned his head with a red face and sat there a little dazed.

The somewhat uncomfortable atmosphere between the two continued until the end of school.

Shen Yu sorted out his schoolbag, stood up and looked at Song Yiran and said, "See you tomorrow." ”

"Ah, okay, see you tomorrow." Song Yiran replied reflexively.

Looking at Song Yiran like this, Shen Yu tightened a smile that was about to overflow, nodded and left.

"Sister, have you sorted it out, why are you stupid?" Lin Guoer picked up her schoolbag and looked at Song Yiran in confusion every day.

Song Yiran smiled slightly awkwardly, "Mmmm, it's sorted out, let's go." ”

The two of them frolicked all the way to home.

As soon as the door was opened, the aroma of food wafted out, and Lin Guo'er was happy when she smelled it.

recalled that the night before, when the mother and daughter were watching Korean dramas, the Korean food on the screen was mouthwatering, and Song Yiran casually said, "It looks delicious." It was silently remembered by my aunt, and it was served directly to the table two days later.

Song Yiran's heart is warm, this is the feeling of home, the feeling of being remembered, and the happiness that a person can't get by eating.

The two put down their schoolbags and went straight to the table, where their aunt was walking over with a steaming miso soup.

"The dishes are all ready, you two go wash your hands, your uncle will be home soon." My aunt said with a smile.

Today's plates are all large portions, large portions of Korean bibimbap, the tenderloin is fried crispy, various vegetables are shredded and mixed into the rice with bean sprouts, and each grain of rice is wrapped in a rich Korean hot sauce and a fragrant and smooth egg liquid, which is fragrant and not greasy.

The fragrant spicy fried rice cakes are hot and chewy.

The miso soup made Song Yiran even more unstoppable, with a rich sauce aroma and rich ingredients.

My aunt said that it was made according to the recipe, and the first time it might overturn, the remaining three people proved it with a disc, it was really delicious, and my aunt smiled with satisfaction.

In fact, sometimes the most rewarding and gratifying thing about cooking is the affirmation and appreciation of the people who eat.

The two of them ate and drank to their heart's content, burped comfortably, helped their aunt clean up the dishes and chopsticks and went back to the house.

Lin Guo'er collapsed on the bed, touched the round belly of the food, and sighed in a voice, "Ah, I am so full of food, life is too good." ”

"Yes, now I really want to sleep, eat a full meal, and get dizzy, maybe this is happiness." Song Yiran echoed.

Lin Guo'er suddenly remembered something and sat up, "Sister, do you fill in tomorrow's form, do you want to go to the evening self-study?" ”

"I'll go, what about you?"

"I didn't want to go, but if you go, then I'll go too." Lin Guo'er pursed her lips.

Song Yiran laughed out loud, "Why are you so reluctant, if you don't want to go, you won't go." ”

"You don't know, if you go to study at night and I don't go, my mother will definitely nag me again, saying that I am not motivated, and I am here to save my life. Alas. ”

Lin Guo'er cried and shrugged her shoulders helplessly.

Song Yiran thought about it, she definitely couldn't learn it at home, so it was better to stay at school with her for evening self-study, which could also help Lin Guoer improve her self-control.

When the aunt came into the house to deliver milk, the two conveyed the notice of the school's voluntary evening self-study and expressed their willingness to stay in school.

"Yiran, I know, but when did Guo'er become so promising, is it really voluntary?" The aunt was skeptical.

"What," Lin Guo'er turned her head and retorted angrily, "It's obviously voluntary, why discourage my enthusiasm, in this case, I just don't go." ”

It's like a child, Song Yiran couldn't help laughing, but Lin Guo'er heard it and glared back at her.

Song Yiran hurriedly stepped forward and stroked her back, and said to her aunt with a smile, "Guo'er is indeed voluntary, don't hit her." ”

"Okay, Guo'er has grown up and knows how to study," Aunt touched Lin Guo'er's head, turned around and walked to the door, "I won't talk about you, I'm going out, you two sisters should study hard." ”

As he spoke, he closed the door.