Even though it was already a Friday afternoon when there was no class, Song Jiamu was still exercising self-discipline according to the planned plan.
After leaving the pavilion, he went to the library, and Yun Shuqian was also there.
However, the two of them did not sit together. There were quite a lot of people in the library at this point, and Song Jiamu was separated from her by several tables.
Chinese language and literature majors have fewer homework assignments than general science and engineering majors. They mainly consist of some literature introduction assignments, writing some papers, etc.
Song Jiamu took out the thin and light notebook he carried with him from his backpack. It must be comfortable for playing games, but he has a desktop at home and usually brings this thin and light notebook to class.
It’s four o’clock in the afternoon to finish up this week’s homework.
Song Jiamu put away his things and stood up to leave the library.
Yun Shuqian looked up at him and continued reading in the library.
The breathing light on the phone came on, it was his message.
Song Zhutou: "I'm going to memorize the vocabulary."
Yun Zhu Po: "You don't need to tell me specifically."
Song Zhutou: "Have you ever felt that men who work hard are very attractive?"
Yun Zhu Po: "[vomit] [vomit]"
Song Jiamu returned to the pavilion, took out the materials for Level 4 and Level 6 and began to memorize words and practice speaking.
His voice was quite loud, and occasionally students passing by would look at him with admiration.
English is Song Jiamu's most troublesome subject. In the past, it was a subject that held him back when he was in middle school and high school. Of course, English is different from subjects such as mathematics. As long as he is determined to study hard, his grades can always improve.
Before I knew it, another hour passed.
A girl carrying a bag walked up the school road next to the pavilion. She was not walking fast and looked far away. Then she started to look at Song Jiamu who was holding materials in the pavilion, memorizing words and practicing speaking.
Seeing that he didn't notice her, she walked a little slower, looking left and right as if looking at the scenery.
Song Jiamu discovered her.
She stopped looking toward the pavilion, walked a little faster, and pulled on the strap of her bag, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't know that she was about to go home.
Of course the reserved girl didn't come here on purpose to wait for him to go home with him. She didn't say she wanted to go home with him, she just happened to be passing by.
Song Jiamu moved very quickly. He didn't even put the materials into his bag. He held the materials in one hand and picked up his backpack with the other hand and ran towards her.
"Wait for me, let's go home together!"
laugh……
Hearing his voice behind him, Yun Shuqian felt happy, his face remained calm, and he slowed down slightly.
Then I felt a gust of wind blowing from my left hand side, and even the light became a little darker.
She is 1.65 meters tall and Song Jiamu is 1.83 meters tall. The difference between them is 18 centimeters. I don’t know how he grew. He was obviously not taller than her before...
Of course, it cannot be denied that he still feels particularly safe when standing next to her.
If, she meant what if, if he stood without bending over, then the height difference of fifteen centimeters would be enough for her to stand up on tiptoes to kiss him.
"How is your vocabulary memorization going?"
"Very good. I must have carried seventy or eighty of them."
"What does cavalier mean?"
Yun Shuqian picked an unknown person and wanted to make things difficult for him.
"Light cavalry."
Song Jiamu gave the answer so easily that Yun Shuqian didn't even react.
"Have you ever played Empire? I remember that cavalier means light cavalry."
"..."
Well, I thought he was so good that he could even memorize some unpopular words.
Yun Shuqian didn't plan to ask him about games, otherwise he would make use of the topic and say, "Look, I can learn by playing games." She already knew this guy in her bones.
"Do you know what flipped means?"
"My heart is beating!"
Song Jiamu gave the answer again, "I just watched the movie "Pumping Heart" last month. It was a childhood sweetheart or something. At that time, I didn't understand why the translation called it "Pumping Heart". The original meaning should be a flick.
It means to touch or flip."
"This translation is indeed quite beautiful..."
Yun Shuqian didn't refute, although when she first asked about flipped, she really didn't expect this movie. She had watched it a long time ago, but when Song Jiamu said the words "heart-pounding", she was suddenly a little fascinated.
Shocked.
"How did you learn English?" Song Jiamu asked her.
"Just memorize vocabulary, grammar, writing, etc. But even if we speak Chinese every day, we don't really pay attention to grammar. If you want to practice speaking, just watch more movies and turn off the subtitles. I often do this."
Yun Shuqian shares his experience.
For the two of them, this kind of chat about study had not happened for a long time, and it was rare for them to be somewhat harmonious.
"If I watch it by myself, I might not be able to understand it if I turn off the subtitles. How about you find time to watch it with me," Song Jiamu said.
"Okay." Yun Shuqian nodded in agreement.
As they walked, the two chatted casually. The setting sun fell on them, making their shadows grow long.
Unknowingly, I arrived at the bus stop outside the school gate. It was a Friday evening and there were many people at the bus stop. Many students took this time to go out and hang out.
When the car arrived, Yun Shuqian got on first, followed by Song Jiamu behind her.
In the past, when she got on the bus at this time, she would feel extremely crowded, but fortunately, someone stood tall and stood behind her, so she didn't feel so crowded.
After swiping the card, the two of them walked to the middle. There was no room for them to sit, so they could only stand.
"This geomantic treasure is left to you."
Song Jiamu pulled her, and Yun Shuqian stood in the middle corner by the window. For those who could only stand, this position was indeed a feng shui treasure. You could lean against this 90-degree angle,
Don't worry about others crowding in.
"Well, it seems that occasionally you can be a bit of a gentleman."
Yun Shuqian leaned comfortably against the corner, a pair of white shoes close together, the toes of the shoes touching the toes of his shoes. He was wearing gray shoes.
Song Jiamu stood in front of her, facing her. She was leaning on the corner, and he stood upright, making him appear even taller.
Then the guy stretched out his left and right arms and grabbed the handrails on both sides, forming a posture that surrounded her. What girl wouldn't like such a small space.
"How is it? Do you feel super safe?"
"..."
Seeing that Yun Shuqian was about to complain about him, Song Jiamu quickly asked: "What is the English word for sense of security?"
"sense of security."
"Very good, I feel a lot more fulfilled."
"Have the cups been washed?"
"I've licked it clean...sss! I've washed it."
Yun Shuqian rolled her eyes at him angrily, the bus started, and the scenery outside the window receded.
The next stop was a station with more office buildings. More passengers came on the ground. Song Jiamu had no choice but to get closer to her, so that Yun Shuqian could easily see his beautiful collarbone.
The Adam's apple is still moving.
Very, very close!
The girl stood up straight unconsciously. She could feel his breath blowing on her face. Her heartbeat accelerated little by little and she lowered her head.
"The clouds are sparse and shallow."
"……What?"
"Can I ask you a question?"
"I hope your question is also gentleman"
Yun Shuqian raised his head, his gaze a little dangerous.
Song Jiamu tightened his body and focused on increasing the defense of the soft flesh around his waist. Then he lowered his head and asked in her ear:
"What brand of shampoo and shower gel are you using?"