Lunch break.

A milk tea shop near the school.

Occasionally, a few students were chatting, and Jay Chou’s songs were played in the store.

Wen Jing held his chin with one hand and looked out the window quietly, and his thoughts were rarely empty.

A simple cup of taro milk tea is placed on the table.

Ji Yuan called her several times.

An Jing then came back to her senses, “What’s wrong?”

Ji Yuan tilted his head to look at her, “You seem to have been distracted recently.”

"Is there any?" An Jing smiled, lowered her head and took a sip of milk tea.

There was a bustle at the entrance of the milk tea shop.

The two of them looked out the door inadvertently.

An Jing was stunned.

At the door was Song Si's statement about them.

Song Si pulled Chen Shuo's arm into the milk tea shop, and muttered: "I'm going to ask you to buy a cup of milk tea with me? Why are you so reluctant to do? You're not tired of playing basketball. I'm tired even if you're not tired. Let's buy a cup of milk tea together to take a break. Come on."

Chen Shuo was a little impatient, but he still got dragged into the milk tea shop.

"Oh, you are here too." Sure enough, Song Si began to say hello when he found them.

Ji Yuan nodded.

Chen Shu was also stunned when he saw her.

The two people's eyes met in mid-air.

Chen Shu frowned, looked at her for a while with complexity, and then took the lead in turning his eyes open. He sat in the empty seat on the side, and looked at Song Si irritably: "Hurry up."

After saying that, he lowered his head and started playing with his phone.

He lowered his eyes quietly and sucked the milk tea.

It was sweet, but she couldn't feel the sugar, and she had a little astringent mouth.

Since he left angrily that time, basically, in the class, he no longer talked to her like before. He had some necessary contact, his tone was basically light, and when he saw her outside of school, he looked even more blind.

After Song Si ordered the order, he walked to their table to chat.

He started to swear his pussy with inappropriate pussy.

As he chatted, he found something was wrong. No matter what he said, An Jing lowered her head and said nothing, while Ji Yuan always had that cold expression, which made him extremely embarrassed for a moment.

He coughed slightly, feeling the atmosphere was very strange.

What's wrong with Jing and Saying.

He asked for the statement for a long time in the past few days, but he kept silent. The others were confused and didn't know what was going on.

Moreover, he only had to go to the playground to play basketball with the ball in his hand after class, as if he had endless strength and his temper was much worse than usual. He either didn't speak, and he could make people angry as soon as he spoke.

He had never seen anyone who could make the mood of the statement rise and fall.

The atmosphere is silent.

Fortunately, the clerk packed the milk tea and handed it to him at this time.

Song Si took it, and hesitated for a moment and said goodbye to them.

Chen Shu stood up neatly, put his cell phone in his pocket, put his hands in his pocket, and turned around and left.

Then An Jing raised her eyes and looked at his back with a calm gaze. She was thin and straight. When they left the store, they could vaguely see the girls waiting on the first year of high school aside with excitement and followed enchantingly.

"Yingjing, what's wrong with you and Chen Shu?" Ji Yuan suddenly asked.

He said quietly, his behavior was a little frightened.

"I didn't have much of it with him." She stuttered a little, "I'm just a classmate."

Ji Yuan smiled: "I can see that Chen Shu likes you very much."

Anjing was holding the milk tea in her hand, and it was still a little warm. Her eyes trembled and she didn't say anything.

"Then." Ji Yuan paused for a while and said, "Where are you?"

"What am I?" she raised her eyes.

"Do you like him?"

After a while of silence, he spoke softly: "I don't know."

She really doesn't know, and she doesn't know what it feels like to like someone.

Since she was a child, she has never violated Lu Meihua's intentions. She dared not even think about things like early love.

However, inadvertently, a statement suddenly appeared beside her. He would accompany her lonely, put himself in her shoes and think about everything for her, and would express his love for her without concealing it.

Her heart was in chaos.

Experience the sweetness, heartwarming and sourness that I have never experienced before.

Ji Yuan rarely had a naughty smile on his pretty face: "I'll tell you a secret."

"What's the secret?" An Jing tilted her head.

"I have been in love with someone since I was in my first year of high school." Ji Yuan held the straw in his hand and shook it slowly, smiling faintly.

An Jing widened her eyes. She never thought that Ji Yuan would like others, but she still had a crush on her.

"But he has a girlfriend, he has always had one." Ji Yuan suddenly looked at her and said in a little lonely tone.

"Then you..." She spoke but didn't know how to continue, and felt sorry for her.

"Well, this feeling is very uncomfortable."

Ji Yuan changed the topic, "What about you, are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

Is it uncomfortable to lower my eyelashes quietly?

It's uncomfortable, even more uncomfortable than being ignored by my mother.

I always feel like I'm feeling distressed.

The day when the sports meet is coming is a good weather, with warm sunshine and a breeze bringing sunshine.

The whole school became lively, and the radio never stopped, either it was music or the voice of the leader.

Students in each class move their class chairs to the playground early in the morning, find the area of ​​their class, and sit in a row.

Some classmates on the stage were talking passionately about the opening speech.

The students below squeezed together, holding snacks, dried fruits, drinks, fruits, and laughing and making fun of each other.

The boys and girls in the class went to the bathroom to change their clothes.

These were bought by An Yue for class payment. The boys wore uniform black T-shirts and blue jeans. The girls wore cooler, high-waisted, close-fitting black clothes, and short skirts that reached their knees.

Because you want to dance street dance, try to get closer to youthful vitality in your clothes.

In the toilet, Ji Yuan called her.

Wen Jing changed her room for a long time, but she hadn't changed it yet. She was a little anxious, with thin sweat on her head, and she didn't want to delay her, so she shouted out loud: "Ji Yuan, go out first, don't wait for me, I'll come after I change it."

Ji Yuan nodded and asked again before leaving if he needed help.

Jing said no.

Ji Yuan left first.

When she finally changed, there was no one in the toilet.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself, and she always felt a little strange, with a white and tender waist in her grasp, revealing it.

never mind.

When she left the bathroom, she lowered her head and pulled her short skirt down. The skirt seemed to be too short, or did she grow taller again?

Her white and red legs are evenly shaped and slender, and when exposed, they always feel very twisted.

When she came out, she didn't look in front of her.

I accidentally bumped into the arms of a boy who came out of the men's toilet next to me.

The quiet hand touched the chest opposite, and she was shocked and stood firm immediately. She raised her head and apologized softly and said, "Sorry---"

The words were still at her mouth, and she stopped for a moment. When she looked up, she saw the statement. She subconsciously lowered the volume and gradually lost her words.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant, and both of them stopped in place.

Chen Shuo's eyebrows were dull and his expression was indifferent. His eyes were shuttled from top to bottom. When his dark eyes caught a glimpse of her waist and legs, he was stunned. Then his beautiful eyebrows frowned and his eyes were slightly sunken.

Wen Jing glanced at his sight, and quickly reached behind him uneasyly, pulled a corner of his skirt and pulled it down desperately. His face was a little red, a little embarrassed, and his toes slowly shrank back.

Chen Shu opened his thin lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of An Yue coming from a distance. His eyes turned cold and he took a breath of restraint. After all, he left without saying anything.

Yan Jing looked at his back and was silent.

An Yue walked to An Jing, circled around her, and exclaimed: "Oh my God, I obviously bought knee-length skirts, why did you change now?"
To be continued...