Bu Yanxi sorted out his schoolbag, and what he saw was the picture of him sitting next to Wang Chengxi and taking out his mobile phone to play chicken.

His back is leisurely and elegant, as if he is ......

Not ready to go home at all.

I don't come home from school, and I'm still playing games there...... What is he doing?

"Are you looking for something?" At this time, Wu Yueyao's puzzled voice rang out.

Realizing that she was zipping her schoolbag repeatedly, she immediately stopped and replied casually, "My language paper is missing." ”

"Language papers?"

Wu Yueyao rummaged in her desk for a while, "I don't seem to have one here." ”

Bu Yanxi was a little reluctant, "It's okay, I'll look for it again, don't you still have to be on duty?" ”

"Okay." Wu Yueyao didn't think much about it, poked into the table again and left.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the back of the boy's head with a complicated expression.

The relationship between them seems to be somewhat indescribable, one second seems to be close, and the next second is separated by a distant galaxy.

A feeling of loss invaded her, and even her eyebrows and eyes lingered with a few wisps of melancholy that could not be dissolved.

When Bu Yanxi walked out of the classroom, the boy sitting in the front row glanced back.

"Your screen is so dark, you can see people when you eat chicken?" Wang Chengxi glanced at the almost black screen of the mobile phone he held up in his hand, and couldn't help but ask.

Ming Yuyan turned up the brightness unhurriedly.

“…… So you're on the training ground. ”

"Practice your hands casually."

He replied faintly, lowering his phone as he exited the training ground.

Now that the person is gone, there is no need to pretend.

In the harsh depths of winter, no one wants to stay in the school for too long, and the teacher in charge of patrolling has already passed by an hour in advance, reminding them to turn off the lights and lock the doors before leaving.

The world outside the window fell into a deep cold gray, only the lights in their classrooms were still on in the corridor, and the friends next to them were still playing games seriously.

Alas, boring.

This leaning on the cold will really toss people.

When Wang Chengxi came out of the classroom and was about to go to the bathroom, he saw a black mass at the top of the staircase.

He was startled, and when he looked at it again, he realized that it was Tan Dian who was leaning on the handrail of the stairs.

A mop and bucket are on the side.

And she closed her eyes, and she didn't know what was wrong.

Wang Chengxi couldn't help but hesitate, stepped forward cautiously, and probed her snort.

Breathe evenly.

It turned out to be asleep.

- Okay, don't pester me in the future.

The cold words were still in her ears, but the hazy light shone on her sleeping face, as beautiful as an angel.

It's such a cold day...... I fell asleep like this, and I really didn't know how to take care of myself.

Perhaps it was her curled up posture that was thin and lonely, and a faint tenderness suddenly appeared in his heart.

This feeling was a little strange, and it seemed that he had never felt before, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The scene of her slashing her schoolbag that day suddenly appeared in her mind, as well as those desperate and lonely backs, what kind of girl would appear in front of everyone with her lonely body and as a defender?