Oh my God! What kind of teacher is this? Yi Meng was completely knocked down by him. She opened her mouth, "What?"
The Chinese teacher smiled softly, "Student Yi Meng, do you want to go out for a walk or continue to sit here and listen to the class?" After that, he pushed his glasses habitually.
Yi Meng turned her head and looked out the window. The two of them leaned on their bodies tightly, slowly closed their eyes, and said calmly, "Listen to the class!"
"Haha... well, just sit down and listen to the class!" He picked up the textbook with one hand and pushed his glasses with the other hand, with a different smile on the corner of his mouth.
Yi Meng moved her body, then slowly sat down, and flipped out the Chinese textbook that she had never opened from the table, and really started reading it seriously.
Li Qian looked at Yi Meng, but she didn't understand. She leaned against Yi Meng, but Yi Meng pushed Li Qian back with her arm. Li Qian didn't give up. She tore off the page from the exercise book, and then
She took out the pen and thought for a while, "What's wrong with you?" She slowly pushed the paper towards Yi Meng, and then pretended to listen to the class seriously.
Yi Meng glanced at the words on the paper, without any expression or reaction. She pretended not to see it, lowered her head, and looked at the Chinese textbook that she had no intention of reading.
Li Qian was anxious. She poked Yi Meng with her elbow, but Yi Meng was still like that, and there was no reaction. She simply reached out and took the paper. When the good hand just touched the edge of the paper, Yi Meng
She pulled the paper over at a rapid speed, and saw her pick up the pen, wrote a few words, and then reluctantly pushed it to Li Qian.
Li Qian turned her head to look at Yi Meng. The tangled expression on Yi Meng's face made Li Qian's brain replay some memories about Yuanda in an instant. Li Qian smiled and took the paper and took a look, "Qian Chenghe outside the window."
Wang Lin hugged her together.”
Li Qian looked at the sloppy words on it and couldn't help but feel curious. She took out her pen, thought for a while, and then wrote, "Do you still have any feelings for Qiancheng?"
"Blind!" Yi Meng said two simple words, but there was no positive answer.
Li Qian looked at Yi Meng seriously, trying to find something from Yi Meng that could comfort her, but although Yi Meng is very handsome, it is obviously different from Yuan Da.
"I miss him!" Li Qian wrote these four words seriously, and then slowly pushed them in front of Yi Meng.
After seeing it, Yi Meng was shocked. She sniffed gently, her eyes couldn't help but feel a little sore and she felt very uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand, swept the paper to the ground, and then threw it coldly
"What do you think of him? A home job without conscience."
Li Qian knew that Yi Meng must be uncomfortable, so she didn't want to refute her anymore, and didn't want to hurt her heart anymore. Maybe she was also afraid that she could not control herself or that she would make her heart hurt.
The new semester has begun for a long time, the weather is slowly getting warmer, the sun is getting brighter day by day, and everyone's heart is like everything, with various ideas in their hearts.
Some things are not about not wanting to admit or not about facing them, but about not wanting to break everything they have now, because they are afraid that unknown actions will shatter their dreams. Love is like flowing water, passing quietly under the mark of time, and
Under the mark of time, it is deeply buried. Love comes so urgently and leaves so quickly; love makes us happy and makes us sad; love has a lot and loses a lot; love is the eyes
The tears in the eyes do not leave easily, but once they leave, they will disappear forever.
Late at night, Yi Meng lay on the windowsill, and the bright moonlight outside the window shone on her expressionless face, on the paper she was holding tightly in her hands. This is her masterpiece today, her virgin without any literary cells
Work.
Buried for a long time
Love for you
Love so deeply
Why separate
The picture in the dream
As yesterday
But those memories
Has been looked through
You've left me
Can't have it anymore
Only memories can be recalled
Keep it seriously
Listen to those songs
Thinking of that you
Shed those tears
Thinking about that love
Yi Meng closed her eyes and listened deeply. School has been starting for more than a month, and Yuanda has been away from her side for more than a month. She doesn't know if Yuanda thinks about her, but she knows that she really
Miss him so much! Without Yuanda's days, Yi Meng felt strange and made her realize that she used to rely on Yuanda like that. She had a warm breakfast in the morning, a warm coat after school, and a strong one when she was helpless.
Reliance...
"Yimeng, phone..." Li Qian sat on the sofa, staring at the TV, holding Yimeng's cell phone, and shouting, as if Yimeng's back.
Yi Meng breathed a long sigh, then turned around, walked to the sofa and took her cell phone, "Hey!"
"Dream!" is Qiancheng, his voice is very gentle, just like the sunshine in winter, warm and warm.
"Yeah, is there anything wrong?" Yi Meng took her cell phone, walked a few steps, and then walked to the window.
There was a little silence on the other end of the phone, "No... I just miss you!"
Yi Meng was a little uncomfortable when she heard Qiancheng's shy confession, "Hehe... don't you meet every day?"
"Haha, too..." After saying that, Qiancheng was silent.
Yi Meng didn't know what to say for a moment, "That...that, have you seen Wang Lin?" As soon as she said that, she regretted it. Didn't this ask knowingly? She even saw that she was holding each other together.
Have you seen it?
"Yeah, I saw you. She told me that she saw you at the school gate."
Yi Meng stretched out her hand and scratched her head, "Haha, I was late and just happened to be hit by her."
"Haha...I've known this a long time ago."
"Yeah?" Yi Meng didn't react for a moment.
"Oh, I heard Wang Lin say it." Qiancheng explained.
Yi Meng stretched out her hand and scratched her head, "You and her..." Yi Meng didn't want to say the following words, and she didn't dare to ask Qiancheng.
"Don't worry, I have nothing to do with her..." Qiancheng's voice was very fast, as if he was afraid that Yi Meng would misunderstand.
Yi Meng was so uncomfortable that she was worried about Qiancheng's anxiety, "I didn't mean that, oh... Actually, don't think about me. If you can start again, just continue, no, no, don't worry about me.
Yes. Really, hehe..." Yi Meng's smirk sounded idiotic.
"It's not like this... there is no possibility between us. Besides, I have promised you to take good care of you. For her, I...ah, don't think so much, she is already a thing of the past.
.” Qiancheng sighed heavily through his cell phone and reached Yi Meng's ears, so long and so heavy.
Yi Meng smiled, the past tense, why is this word a bit like Yi Meng who describes Qiancheng? "Don't say that, you can see that her feelings for her have not decreased yet, if you still have feelings for her
, Everything can continue." Yi Meng seemed to have become Qiancheng's enlightener, as if Qiancheng had suffered emotional problems.
"But there is another you between me and her, you can't omit it." Qiancheng said firmly and firmly.
Yi Meng's heart was stinged, and she really wanted to become a burden. She bit her lip. "You have ever had it, and those things were real, they were facts, and they should not be abandoned..." Yi Meng didn't know that she was
What's wrong? When did it become so literary.
"Yes, what was once true, they were all facts and should not be abandoned, so I will not give up on you. Although there are not only Yuanda and Wang Lin between us, we can still continue. It is not
Is it? Okay, go to bed early... Good night!" Qiancheng didn't want to wait for Yi Meng's answer. He knew that Yi Meng's answer could not be waited. Why are we all lost ourselves in the game of love and let ourselves