Running into the corridor and passing through the corner, Bai Qianqiu stood holding the railing with an uncertain breath, her heart was beating loudly, and she brushed her cheek blankly, where the warmth and softness of his lips still remained.
of touch.
He kissed her...
A very gentle and beautiful kiss.
How incredible.
The senior actually kissed her!
It was too sudden.
She seemed to be in a beautiful dream like a fairy tale——
The handsome, dashing, elegant, noble, gentle, handsome, excellent, kind-hearted prince lovingly kissed her, Cinderella, who didn’t even have dancing shoes...
The person she was supposed to be looking up to was able to be so close to him at that moment.
He kissed her...
She never dared to believe that one day, she would be able to walk into that wonderful fairy tale ending with him.
This extremely dreamy and pure kiss gave her a very unreal feeling.
Her heartbeat was beating uncontrollably, and after lingering with the slightest hint of joy, she no longer felt happy. Instead, deep in her heart, there was a fear that she would suddenly wake up from her dream.
She was afraid that when she fell deeply into this tenderness, suddenly the cockcrow would break the dawn and the clouds would disappear.
She was afraid that if she opened her eyes at a certain moment, she would suddenly realize that everything was just a dream. When she woke up, there would be no trace of it.
The hand holding the book tightened again and again. At this moment, for her, holding something in her hand proved that all this was real, credible, and worth looking forward to.
The soft feeling on the cheek is still there. Thinking of that gentle but sudden touch, the fair face is once again dyed with wisps of bright red...
It rained heavily for two consecutive days. After it stopped, the sky was still clear and clear, and the temperature gradually became warmer.
In the past few days, Bai Qianqiu has not seen Guanhang again.
In fact, it can be said that she was deliberately avoiding Guan Hang.
She took a week off from work in the literary agency.
She clearly knew that the relationship between the two was now one step closer, but she was not ready to face him in any way. Therefore, she had been avoiding him in her own way.
One afternoon, Guan Hang also called once, but she had already told her roommate that she would not answer his calls.
As soon as the call came, she asked her roommate to reply that she had gone to eat.
The roommate deliberately turned on the loudspeaker, and Bai Qianqiu stood motionless and listened quietly. From the loudspeaker, she heard his gentle voice, which was a little deep.
When Guan Hang heard Tong Ya say that she was not here, his deep muffled voice became even lower, and he simply said thank you and hung up the phone.
However, at that time, Bai Qianqiu was only thinking about her face turning red, her ears red, and her heartbeat speeding up, and she didn't realize that her senior was a little different from usual.
I heard that the senior is sick.
Bai Qianqiu got the news from the teacher who taught them.
In the minds of the teachers, Guan Hang is definitely a good student that everyone should follow as an example. Every teacher who has taught him is proud that he is their student.
The sun has warmed up, and sleepyheads have boldly come out to play with others. In class, the professor, an old man in his fifties who was about to retire, saw that the students below were not paying attention to the lectures, and they fell asleep on the table in large numbers.
.I was so angry that my orifices were filled with smoke, and I looked indignant. It was a feeling of heartache, deep pain and disgust!
However, he was relatively self-conscious and held up the reading glasses that were about to fall off the bridge of his nose.
He began to teach in a step-by-step manner, and his docile sighs made the following students even more drowsy: "The Three-Character Sutra says: In the beginning, human nature is good, and our natures are similar, but our habits are far apart. The essence of each of us is close, but why are there
Are people better than us? Why do they seem to be born for us to look up to? Are they really better than us? Are they really smarter than us? Have any of us thought about this question? Think about it.
, when you are sleeping, what are those people who seem to be better than you doing? Have you ever observed whether they are sitting around doing irrelevant things like you? They are not, they are working on their future
effort!"
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