Chapter 447: The Real World (43)

Wen Cha's heart tensed, she didn't reply, Chen Shuang didn't chase after her, and glanced at her wrist casually, "When I first met you, I paid attention to the bracelet on your hand." ”

Wen Cha's fingers trembled: "What's wrong?"

"It's perfect for you." Chen Shuang said lightly: "After seeing similar accessories, I thought of you, these things match you very well, you don't have to be embarrassed."

At this point, everything was clear, he was dispelling the doubts in her heart.

Wen Cha lowered her eyelashes and smiled slightly: "I like things very much, thank you."

Chen Shuang didn't reply, her eyes slowly withdrew from her, and she looked ahead without squinting, unable to see her expression clearly.

Wen Cha didn't say anything more, and when the car drove to the gate of a middle school, the halo of dusk sprinkled the entire campus in the season of recovery.

"Get out of the car." Chen Shuang opened the car door and said to her.

Wen Cha came back to his senses, walked with him to the school gate, and said in some surprise: "You ......"

"Didn't you say you wanted to take me to your former school?" Chen Shuang looked sideways and stared at her quietly: "I think it's good today."

Wen Cha was completely stunned: "...... But it's already out of school......"

Chen Shuang: "Today is the weekend."

Wen Cha held his forehead embarrassedly: "...... Even on weekends, people are not allowed to enter......"

"It's okay," Chen Shuang walked to the duty room at the school gate, I don't know what to say, in less than a minute, the school gate opened, Chen Shuang walked to her side, "Go in." ”

Wen Cha blinked, and the domineering president's method of acting was to be crisp and neat.

She didn't ask him what he had told anyone, and took him into the school gate, and the two walked slowly along the ginkgo path on the campus.

Wen Cha led him into the dimly lit teaching building, walked directly to the third floor, pointed to a classroom somewhere in it, turned to him and said, "When I was a freshman in high school, there were 29 classes in the school, and I was assigned to 22 classes."

Chen Shuang followed her hand and looked over, the classroom was in the middle of the building, there was a small forest in front, and there was a vast playground behind.

"I wasn't very good at studying at the time, and my bias was also very serious, and I was ranked by rank in the class, so I sat by the window in the penultimate row, and every time I was tired of studying, I looked out the window, and time passed quickly."

Chen Shuang listened to her unhurried words, his eyes fell on her face silently, and after seeing the tranquility in her eyes, he took out a bunch of keys out of nowhere, turned his head and opened the door of the classroom.

Wen Cha stared at him in surprise, and the corners of his mouth raised: "Ask the dean of academic affairs to get it."

Warm tea: "......"

"Come in," he called softly, and walked straight to her seat.

The history of this classroom is not early, and there are still students taking classes in it, and it is the weekend, and there are still some books left on the desks.

When Chen Shuang walked to the window in the penultimate row, she reached out to open the window and beckoned to her, "Come on." ”

Wen Cha came back to his senses and walked over to him, who was already sitting in her former place, quietly looking out.

The grove outside the window was full of flowers, and the afterglow of dusk was scattered on his calm face, reflecting indescribable tenderness, and even the deep eyes on weekdays were warmed by the light.

Wen Cha walked up to him and sat down, and Chen Shuang asked her without looking back, "What were you doing here before?"

Wen Cha thought for a while, smiled and said, "Steal, sleep, and enjoy the scenery outside."

Chen Shuang's eyebrows raised slightly: "Alone?"

Wen Cha's tense expression relaxed, and he said with a little regret, "I don't know any friends."

Chen Shuang was silent for a moment: "Then do you have a favorite teacher?"

"Yes," Wen Cha's mouth curled, "I like geography, Chinese language, and history teachers very much."

"What about the nasty?"

"I hate math, physics, and chemistry."

Chen Shuang retracted his gaze outside the window and asked in a deep voice, "Partial science?"

"Seriously biased," Wen Cha has nothing to say: "I'm a science waste."

Her low eyebrows were pleasing to her eyes, a little pitiful, and Chen Shuang's eyebrows moved: "You were very good later."

"That's a division," Wen Cha blinked, "If it weren't for the division, I would definitely die a miserable death." ”

Chen Shuang's expression became subtle, and she was not amused by her at all, but comforted: "You were very happy at the beginning, and you are very good now, and nothing else matters."

"That's right," Wen Cha nodded: "I was very happy to go to school at that time, there were boys in the class who were the best at playing basketball, girls who passed the eighth grade in piano, and talented people who won the special prize in the essay competition, and the class meeting was also very interesting."

There was no lack of emotion in her voice, but there was not much nostalgia, "If it weren't for you, I thought I would never come over to see it in my life." ”

Chen Shuang's eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of depth: "What about the second year of high school?"

"The second year of high school is much better," Wen Cha thought about something interesting: "I am in the third class of the second year of high school, there are fifty-five people in the class, there are only twelve boys, and there are many girls.

"What about learning?"

"Of course the study went up," she chuckled: "Later, after winning a few awards, I applied for a foreign university, and as soon as I graduated, I went abroad."

Her tone was very light, as if telling a story, answering his questions one by one.

Chen Shuang listened quietly, did not interject, asked and answered, and time passed quickly.

By the time the two of them walked to the second and third classes of high school, the sky outside had already darkened, and the entire teaching building fell into a pitch black silence.

Wen Cha tugged at his sleeve and said with a smile, "That's it for today."

Chen Shuang stopped and said, "When we have time, we'll come back again."

Wen Cha wanted to take advantage of the situation, and the moment she touched the bracelet, she hesitated, "If you have time." ”

Chen Shuang didn't ask as before, nodding her chin, "There will be time." ”

The two walked out unhurriedly along the ginkgo road when they came, and when they walked to the door, Chen Shuang said lightly: "In autumn, we will come again."

Wen Cha looked sideways, and he said, "In autumn, it will be beautiful here, right?"

Wen Cha followed his line of sight, fell into the campus of the woods, which are full of old ginkgo trees, every autumn, like flowing gold, is the unique golden autumn scene in the school, in many schools are unique, the environment is very popular with students and parents.

"Okay," Wen Cha smiled, "if Mr. Chen doesn't bother." ”

Chen Shuang glanced at her deeply, her eyes were as deep as ice, and she was a little uncomfortable looking at her, so she turned around and put the key in the duty room.

The two walked all the way along the snack street they had come, and walked through the crowd to the front of the small building, Chen Shuang stopped and asked her in a low voice: "I don't think it's troublesome, do you think it?"