Zhu Yu had just sat down and was about to answer questions when someone came in like a bustle from the back door. It was none other than Xu Chuyan who had just come back from outside.
The young man gasped slightly and stood in front of her, with marks on the exercise book in his hand.
"Squad leader?" Zhu Yu stood up blankly.
He took out a notebook and handed it to Zhu Yu, trying to calmly say: "Take a look?"
Zhu Yu took it and looked through it, his eyes suddenly widened, "This...this..."
Xu Chuyan felt like he was going crazy.
After going through the cycle dozens of times, I finally found the right Luo Luo. He was so cautious that Luo Luo seemed to be fine with or without him.
They are like two parallel lines that never intersect.
But it doesn’t work.
He wanted to stand by her side and be the only person she could rely on.
But he was afraid that he would scare her.
So he clumsily squeezed into her life, carefully and restrainedly keeping his distance, even feeling complacent about the shortening of every millimeter of distance between them.
He is not the only one who longs for light.
He was drowning in the icy abyss, praying every moment for the light to come, but there were bad guys who wanted to snatch it away.
He wasn't afraid that if he wasn't "Luoluo" in front of him, the cycle would start over again. What he was afraid of was the Luoluo he thought about day and night, looking at him with strange eyes.
The young man's eyes were dark and he tightened his fingers.
It would be nice if the bad guys disappeared forever.
The two of them sat at the table without speaking, Xu Chuyan looked at her quietly.
A smile appeared on her face again because of him.
After a long while, Zhu Yu roughly flipped through the notebook, closed it, and was so surprised that he couldn't even speak.
Afraid of disturbing other classmates who were taking a nap, Zhu Yu wrote a note and handed it to him.
"Squad leader, the competition team is waiting for me!"
Looking at her slightly elegant handwriting, Xu Chuyan also smiled and hummed softly.
[The villain's blackening value is reduced by 5]
Zhu Yu: “?”
How can I say something inspiring?
My senior year of high school has a day off on Saturday and I also have to go to school on Sunday.
When Zhu Yu was walking in school recently, she always felt like someone was staring at her from behind.
When I turned around, I saw nothing unusual, just a group of girls discussing something.
The girls looked at her with contempt and disdain, as if she was some sort of cancer.
After observing for several days, Zhu Yu finally understood that it might be related to the fact that she and Gao Junyan got off the same bus when they went to school.
She gripped the strap of her schoolbag tightly, thinking that it would be more convenient to go to and from school by herself in the future.
As a big sister with a mind in her twenties, there is no need to argue with them. As a high school student, emotions come and go quickly.
On Friday, Zhu Yu specifically emphasized to Gao Junyan’s driver uncle that there was no need to wait for her and that they should go back first.
A young man like Gao Junyan, who has no fingers in the spring water, will definitely not bother to care whether she comes back or not.
It was raining lightly and the sky was dark and gray.
Zhu Yu came out of the classroom holding an umbrella and looked at the empty campus, feeling much better.
She raised her lips and walked slowly to the bus stop. As soon as she left the school gate, she saw a boy in school uniform standing at the door.
The young man has a delicate appearance, fair skin, and exudes a cold and noble temperament, which is natural.
It's Xu Chuyan.
He raised his head slightly, as if judging whether the rain would stop or continue.
After a pause of three seconds, the boy took long legs and stepped out of the eaves of the security booth.
"Squad leader!" Zhu Yu shouted and ran to him, subconsciously reaching out to hold an umbrella for him, "It's still raining."
Xu Chuyan was slightly startled, looking down at the pretty and cute girl in front of him, and said dullly: "It will stop later." "Oh." Zhu Yu responded, but still did not put away the umbrella in his hand, but raised it to
In front of boys.
Xu Chuyan is almost 1.8 meters tall, while Zhu Yu165 looks petite, so it is a bit difficult to hold an umbrella for him.
Xu Chuyan looked at the umbrella in front of him, took it naturally, and the two of them walked outside the school together.
Zhu Yu did not forget that the people around her were mysophobic, so she tightened her schoolbag straps to keep her distance. The rain did not stop, but tended to get heavier.
Both of them walked in silence for a while, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.
The bus from behind had not yet arrived. Zhu Yu looked around and turned around to see that Xu Chuyan's left shoulder was already wet.
The gap between the two of them was too wide, and it turned out that the umbrella was always tilting towards her.
Zhu Yu frowned and subconsciously pulled him under the umbrella. Their shoulders bumped into each other, and even their breathing was disrupted.
"Sorry, sorry!" Zhu Yu loosened his sleeves, rummaged through the back of his schoolbag, took out a bunch of alcohol wipes and handed them over.
Xu Chuyan was stunned. Seeing Zhu Yu's panic, he couldn't help but asked softly: "What's wrong?"
Why are you so afraid of him?
Zhu Yu felt guilty in his heart, blinked and said, "The academic committee said that you prefer to be clean."
He Siyuan didn't say anything, but she also noticed that Xu Chuyan had a serious mysophobia. He never touched anything other than himself. Even if he touched it, he would clean it with alcohol crazily. This reminded her of the accidental touch in the pharmacy during the summer vacation.
With his fingers, the system said the villain quietly rubbed his hands to pieces.
He looked at the rain on his shoulder, then looked down at Zhu Yu's little hand, and couldn't help but laugh, "It's okay."
"Maybe it's okay." As he said that, the boy stepped into a small puddle, as if to prove what he said.
Zhu Yu looked at him uncertainly, saw him smiling, and asked, "Is it really okay?"
Xu Chuyan nodded, "Yeah."
After crossing the road, the light was red, and a car suddenly sped out from beside Zhu Yu. Xu Chuyan reacted in time and pulled her over.
The cold raindrops fell on the umbrella, and the skin suddenly became hot through the fabric, as if a cluster of flames had been lit.
Xu Chuyan let go of the hand holding her forearm, lowered his eyes, and said very calmly: "Be careful." Zhu Yu patted his chest in shock, looking at the white car just now, "Thank you, squad leader." "No need." Xu Chuyan said lowly.
In response, the hand in the left pocket couldn't help trembling.
After this operation, Zhu Yu repeatedly looked at the still handsome face of the person next to him and believed that Xu Chuyan's mysophobia was really cured.
Actually, who wants others to look at them differently?
She seemed to be thinking about others, but in fact she put a lot of pressure on him.
The class monitor was so kind to her, it was really inappropriate!
Thinking about it, Zhu Yu took the initiative to move closer to him, not wanting him to get caught in the rain.
Xu Chuyan felt the person next to him approaching. Although he kept looking at the road ahead, he accurately captured the girl's smiling face with his peripheral vision.
He also curled his lips.
When he arrived at the bus stop, Zhu Yu suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked him where he was going.
Xu Chuyan seemed to see her doubts and spoke first: "It's still early, I'll go to the bookstore to see if there are any new competition questions." Upon hearing this, Zhu Yu immediately became interested and said excitedly: "Then I can come along.
?"
"Okay." The two came out of the bookstore. The rain had stopped and the sky was getting brighter.
Zhu Yu held two large books of high-quality competition questions and said goodbye to Xu Chuyan, and went home happily.
In a villa.
As soon as Xu Chuyan entered the door, he went straight to the bathroom to take a shower, put on clean home clothes, put on gloves, and slowly threw the muddy trousers and expensive sneakers into the trash can, took off his gloves, and washed his hands again.
After drying his hands, he picked up the white shirt that had been dried but not washed, and stroked it with his long, pale fingertips, as if feeling the remaining warmth on it.
Feeling a slight tingling on his arm and looming red marks, the boy stood up unhurriedly, poured a handful of allergy medicine, drank it, and then returned to the room with a smile.
[Author's digression]: Xu: You don't need to wash anything your wife has touched hehehe~
Tangtang: So it’s not for nothing that I was kicked out of bed after so many years~