When Ling Xiquan sat back in the last row, the class bell rang just in time.The teacher, who was holding the folder, walked in on time as if he had pinched the time, pushed the roll call aside as usual, turned on the projector, and lowered his head to explain to himself, as if he would do the same even if there was no one in the classroom.It's all about realization.What's more, they are already seniors.Putting the bag on the table, he caught a glimpse of a person sitting in the empty seat next to him.Turning his head sideways, Ye Qingting was looking at her with raised eyebrows, his expression inexplicable.Why did he come with Ling Xiquan was startled, only to find that the sparse classmates around him secretly glanced at them over, looking at them with a little curiosity, and there was a little more surprise in the look, and her eyes swept away, and these inquiring eyes shrank back, and when she looked away, she looked over quietly.The men and women sitting together were too eye-catching, the girls were new transfer students, and the boys' faces had never been seen in school, because such a look and temperament were absolutely unforgettable, so they secretly speculated about their relationship.Ling Xiquan couldn't notice the gaze that was cast at them from time to time, but he ignored him, brushed the long hair scattered on the side of his face behind his shoulders, and stared at the smooth edge of the table, still haunted by what had just happened."
What are you thinking" She didn't speak, but Ye Qingting couldn't help but be silent, looked at her and asked."
Nothing.""
Don't say anything, turn around and leave, it's nothing" "There's nothing to say." ”Ling Xiquan was a little angry, blurted out and realized that these words were hurtful, and muttered, "You return the bag to me, and I also thank you, how can you tell you to turn around and leave." ”After saying that, my heart was even more depressed.She thinks about him everywhere, but he doesn't even let him look at his mobile phone.Angry with herself, her beautiful red lips pursed unconsciously, and from the side, the faint light outside the window sprinkled semi-bright light and shadow, like a dreamlike and picturesque.Ye Qingting unconsciously stretched out his hand, pulled the few strands of broken hair left behind her ear, leaned back in the chair to her, and sighed slightly, "Xiaoxi, what are you doing with your temper again" There was a hint of pampering in her helpless tone.Every time.Thinking so, she turned sideways and raised her hand to wave away the boy's hand with a little warmth, but the raised hand was wrapped tightly, slid down the back of her hand to the palm of her hand, and then slowly clenched.The whole movement is as smooth and graceful as flowing water.Seeing that the female classmate sitting diagonally opposite her eyes were straight, Ling Xiquan's face involuntarily showed a flush, and she glanced at the teacher who was ignoring the teacher on the podium, she had to stare at the person next to her, lowered her voice and said, "What are you doing, let go." ”"Don't let go."
The boy said calmly, holding her hand and letting it go, but still holding her tightly, "You said it and then let it go." ”"What do you want me to say?"
Ling Xiquan pouted, and the unknown anger in his heart dissipated a little, "In your heart, I'm so angry." ”"It's not.Just love to be cranky and then get angry with yourself and yourself. ”The boy paused and added, "It was the same back then." ”"You mean I'm being vexatious," he asked, thinking that he was really being vexatious now.Simply stretched out his other hand to him, and raised his chin slightly, "Get your phone." ”As soon as A's voice fell, it was obvious that the boy's expression was stunned.So he quickly withdrew his hand, turned his head, and said a little willfulness in his tone, "Look, you won't give it to me if you say it, why do you want me to say it." ”"Xiaoxi, you are really" Ye Qingting's tone was helpless, he pondered for a while, but he didn't say anything, let go of her hand, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.He glanced down, pursed his lips slightly, and then put it in front of the girl's eyes, "Here you go." ”Ling Xiquan was stunned for a moment, and looked sideways at his expression.Ye Qingting's expression was very natural, but his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, vaguely revealing a few traces of indescribable complexity.Only a few times has she seen a boy show such forbearance, but unexpectedly reveal his emotions.All of them know before and after he went abroad.And as a result, it is always self-inflicted.Now he is obviously more clever than when he was a child, but he still inadvertently shows a trace of unease.She didn't want to be too sensitive, but her heart jumped.Then he shrugged his shoulders and pushed the phone back again, "I was joking with you, you took it seriously." ”Ye Qingting frowned, for a while, she couldn't grasp her thoughts, and she couldn't take the mobile phone on the desk, and she didn't take it, "But I'm not joking with you, if you want to see it, just watch it." ”"Gee, I was kidding."
She simply picked up the phone and put it in his hand, and said against her will, "That's a person in the phone, I'm not a gossip person." ”Hearing her say this, the boy seemed relieved, shook his head, and put the phone back in his pocket, "I didn't mean that." ”That's not what you mean, you let me see it, and if you take it back, you really take it back.Ling Xiquan felt that he was really hypocritical, and while thinking about it contradictoryly, he was pretending to be generous with a good face.Everyone wants to be a frank and straightforward person, never tell lies, and never put on a mask in order to cater to others, but rational information can never withstand the cruelty of reality, when you want to do this, you will slowly find that your whole person is slowly falling into hypocrisy, the more you grow up, the more terrible, there is no way out, at least yourself, you can't see any way out, so you fall deeper and deeper, and even some are tired of it.And when such a person's heart is fragile and sensitive, the pride becomes more and more the twin side of this hypocrisy, often tolerant and generous on the surface, and gritting teeth secretly.It's not that such people are terrible.At least Ling Xiquan felt that he was a little pathetic.can never lose his image and face, hiding a proud and fragile heart to live for more than 20 years, like a slow and long-flowing sea, the wind stops, but the problem is lonely to the point of no return.So you can only enjoy all the joys and sorrows alone.Even if the dream that she had fantasized about for nearly ten years was in front of her, she finally held it, however, one second she was so down-to-earth that she seemed to be able to go on like this until she was old, and the next second, she began to doubt her life with trepidation.Such a hypocritical melancholy.She suddenly became a little tired, and said to Ye Qingting, "I'll sleep for a while, and call me after class." ”"Okay."
Looking at her lying on the desk, buried in her sleep, he answered in a low voice, and the melting sunlight fell on the bright and soft long curly hair, forming a circle of beautiful and colorful halos, he reached out and rubbed it gently, as soft as he imagined
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