The boy leaned against the bookshelf on one side, looking at her, still holding the copy of "The Little Prince" she wanted to read.

It's Song Xun.

"Thank you." Shen Rujing took it and thanked her softly.

During the handover, her fingers touched the other party's fingertips, which were warm and soft, like overelectricity, causing a shiver.

She held back the unnatural tingling and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

“？” Song Xun lowered his eyes to look at her, "This bookstore was chartered by you?" ”

"That's not what I meant." Shen Rujing pondered the wording, "That'...... What about Ding? ”

"She's your friend, not mine." Song Xun was lazy, and his casual tone was a little underwhelming, "I don't care what she does." ”

Shen Rujing: "......"

It's over, she can't imagine that Ding Yiting, who was left in place, would go crazy and do something.

Song Xun put his hands in his pockets and simply glanced at a circle of dusty old books, shabby and old bookshelves that were about to collapse, "Do you usually like to come here?" ”

Shen Rujing was taking out a tissue to wipe the cover of the little prince.

The book has apparently been published for some years, and has been yellowed by the readers.

"Well, it's cheap to borrow books here."

Her tone was calm and calm, but she did not have the inferiority of receiving cheap milk in front of female classmates.

Hearing her say that borrowing books is cheap, Song Xun just raised her eyebrows, "You like this book very much?" ”

Shen Rujing paused, and the cover of the book in her hand was wiped off under her careful wiping, and the dust was wiped off, revealing a beautifully colored cover.

It is a pale yellow background, the little prince is on a planet, and the crooked stick figures are quite childlike.

"Hmm." She replied briefly, afraid that Song Xun would ask her again, even if she liked it very much, why didn't she buy a copy and take it back.

She didn't know how to explain it to him.

However, unexpectedly, Song Xun did not continue to ask, but leaned quietly to the side and looked at her.

She kept her head down, pretending to be reading seriously, but it was hard to ignore that glance.

Shen Rujing usually sits on the ground and reads books in bookstores, but today when Song Xun was next to her, she was suddenly a little embarrassed.

She secretly raised her eyes to glance at him, and happened to meet the deep peach blossom eyes, and hurriedly withdrew her gaze.

In a dilemma, the boy sat down with a big grin.

The long legs are crossed, and in the narrow aisle, it is quite difficult to exert it. He naturally pulled out a book and read it like Shen Rujing.

Seeing that the other party was so natural, Shen Rujing also secretly exhaled, leaned against the bookshelf, and slowly slid down, her knees folded together in front of her chest, her hands could just wrap around her legs, and she put the book on her knees to read.

Even though she had tried to be as careful as she could, the aisle was narrow, and her foot accidentally touched the boy's crossed leg.

She struggled to move to the side, lest she disturb him.

In the afterglow, it seemed that Song Xun's movements paused, and then moved an inch in the opposite direction.

On a quiet and cool autumn afternoon, the quiet and dilapidated bookstore seems to have something soft and cloud-like flowing in the air, which seems to be more relaxing than the elegantly decorated café.

The world in the book is always extremely attractive, Shen Rujing looked at it, and couldn't help but be fascinated, and when she remembered and looked up, the side was already empty.

Shen Rujing was taken aback, when did the other party leave, she didn't realize it at all, I don't know if she was too forgetful of herself, or the other party's movements were too light.

I looked at my watch, and there was still half an hour to go to the evening self-study.

Shen Rujing got up, patted the dust on her pants and her numb calves, and walked to the front desk with a book.

The proprietress who was watching TV was still staring at the mobile phone screen, and she swept it neatly, and then 'huh',

"Do you want to borrow this? Didn't you buy the book. ”

The proprietress took out a brand-new copy of "The Little Prince" on the other side and handed it to Shen Rujing.

Shen Rujing was at a loss: "Huh? ”

Proprietress : "The little handsome guy who was with you in the afternoon, he said that you bought it, didn't you give him the money and let him buy it for you?" ”

Shen Rujing was completely dazed, took the brand-new book in a daze, and put the old "The Little Prince" back on the bookshelf.

It was dark early outside, and the street lamps on both sides stood quietly, casting a soft yellow light.

The new book in my arms exudes a faint fragrance of ink, and everything new is a kind of addictive and addictive taste.

When she arrived at the classroom, the seat next to her was still empty, and Song Xun didn't know where to go.

Qiu Xiaoshi's eyes were sharp, and when she saw Shen Rujing coming back, she raised her hand to greet her, "Jingjing!" I bought wolf tooth potatoes, would you like to try some? ”

Shen Rujing walked over, picked up a skewer and inserted a piece, it was sweet and sour and spicy, "It's delicious." She sighed.

Qiu Xiaoshi grinned and handed her the extra one, "Please eat." Did you buy a new book? ”

Shen Rujing subconsciously tightened her fingers, and the book in her arms suddenly became hot, "Hmm......"

Fortunately, Qiu Xiaoshi was not very interested in books, so she only asked a hasty question and shifted her target.

Shen Rujing returned to her seat, struggling with how to return the book to Song Xun and not let the other party have any opinions.

Song Xun didn't come back until the second class of self-study in the evening, and he didn't know what to do, and the head teacher didn't say anything about him.

The boy returned to his seat with a cold face, obviously with extremely low air pressure.

Shen Rujing originally wanted to return it, but she turned a corner in her mouth, and it became: "...... Song Xun, what color pen do you like to use? ”

Song Xun lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, "Whatever, no need." ”

It's a very perfunctory tone.

Shen Rujing still spent a huge amount of money on the Internet to buy three Japanese brand gel pens that are said to be very good, and quietly came to the classroom in advance before morning self-study and stuffed them into Song Xun's drawer.

In the first class, she saw that Song Xun replaced the black pen she used before and replaced it with the gel pen she bought.

The retro packaging she specially selected, the frosted texture, and the smooth pen body are held in the hands of the young man's slender and distinct hands at the moment, with distinct joints, and the retro reddish-brown tone makes the skin more cold and white.

The pen is also neat and good-looking, and there is an indescribable freedom in it.

Shen Rujing was so moved that she also tried to turn the pen, her movements were a little clumsy, she didn't know what was wrong, she had not succeeded, or she would have fallen off after turning around.

She was a little discouraged, chagrined to blame for the problem with the pen.

Just as I was about to try a different pen, I heard a low laugh from the side, magnetic and pleasant.

She turned her head and just bumped into Song Xun's narrow peach blossom eyes dyed with a smile, and the slightly hooked arc of the corners of her lips was a little breathtaking.

Shen Rujing: "......"

You laugh at me, can you do it quietly, don't let me find out.

The midterm results came down quickly, and Song Xun still sat firmly in the first place, throwing off the second place by more than 30 points. The top 30 in the grade are either promoted or demoted, but they are basically still those people.

Shen Rujing's physical chemistry grades still failed, and she looked ugly in the seventy or eighty points, which was in stark contrast to her English students.

In the past two days, she was afraid that Ding Yiting would be a moth, and Shen Rujing deliberately kept her distance from Song Xun.

Specifically, every time the other party comes back from playing basketball, she does not squint, never glances at the side, and asks questions to find others to ask.

In short, try to avoid any contact.

Qiu Xiaoshi and Lu Xingchen's physical chemistry are better than Shen Rujing's, so Shen Rujing took Qiu Xiaoshi's favorite chocolates and rolls to ask for advice.

The end of class is only ten minutes, and it is easy to pass in ten minutes after a lecture.

Qiu Xiaoshi has always been idle after class, and likes to wander around to watch the excitement, she put the volume directly on the back table, and said:

"Jingjing, you go to Song Shen to talk to him, Song Shen is so awesome, he has a full score in mathematics, he must be better than me."

Shen Rujing didn't have time to stop it, so she watched her test paper being put on Song Xun's desk.

Shen Rujing: "......"

Qiu Xiaoshi, who was anxious, had already run out of the door, so Shen Rujing had no choice but to move over slowly and hand the pen to the other party.

Song Xun watched the girl push the pen over, but her body was far away, and her hand and the scroll were eight meters away.

His tone was a little funny, "Can you hear that?" ”

When the girl heard this, she cautiously approached...... Two centimeters.

It's still far away, and if you look inside from the outside of the classroom, you will never think that the two of them are lecturing.

Song Xun was speechless, glanced at the test paper, and drew a few strokes to make a graphic to make an auxiliary line, "Three-dimensional folding questions, directly connect AC, and hand over DB to M ......"

The young man's voice is clear, with a little loose tail note, like the autumn night wind, gentle and low, even if it is a little far away, each word still makes people's ears tingle.

The topic is also logical and organized, and the question types and solutions of the test are clearly explained in just a few words, which makes people feel empowered.

Shen Rujing suddenly wanted to take back the scroll, "So that's the case, thank you Song Shen." ”

Her tone was light, and before she could react, she had already blurted out everyone's ridiculous name for Song Xun.

Hearing this, Song Xun's hand pressed the roll lightly, not letting her take it, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Didn't you tell me to change before. state. ”

Shen Rujing: "......"

She coughed dryly: "That was an accident. ”

Song Xun sighed lazily, "Is that still called perverted?" ”