I am a wall flower in Kuai Chuanwen

Chapter 300 Duan Jiamu, are you going to transfer schools?
Duan Jiamu happened to be standing in front of Mr. He's desk with his back to her at this time. He didn't know what he was talking about. The expression on Mr. He's face was a little dignified.

Sang Yu glanced at Duan Jiamu's back. He hadn't cut his hair for several months, and the back of his hair was so long that it reached the hood of the windbreaker.

Even in winter, Duan Jiamu was wearing a windbreaker, but he still looked very thin.

Sang Yu tightened her fingers lightly, then knocked on the office door.

Teacher He saw that it was her, smiled and beckoned her to go in.

Sang Yu followed the sound and entered. When she entered, she heard Duan Jiamu and Teacher He say something. "Mr. He, I'm leaving first."

Duan Jiamu's voice was low and deep, and this was the first time Sang Yu heard his voice in the past few months.

For some reason, when Sang Yu heard it, her heart throbbed involuntarily.

After Duan Jiamu finished speaking, he turned his head.

Sang Yu found that Duan Jiamu was wearing a baseball cap today, with the brim pressed low in front of his forehead, and some long bangs blocked his eyes.

Sang Yu was stunned for a moment. When she saw Duan Jiamu for the first time, Duan Jiamu had a cropped cut. Coupled with his excellent appearance, there was a sense of visual impact. After seeing it, people would never forget this cropped crop. , is still handsome and tragic boy.

When I look at Duan Jiamu now, he has half-length hair, and his eyebrows and eyes can't be seen clearly. Compared with the ostentatious beauty, there is more of a decadent beauty at this time, but at the same time it gives people a kind of, It's hard to get close.

Sang Yu sometimes even wonders if the boy with half-length hair in front of her is the Duan Jiamu who stays in her mind, with a cropped cut, unrestrained, and who will smile badly at her.

When Duan Jiamu passed by her, Duan Jiamu lowered his head, and Sang Yu raised his head. The two people's eyes collided. Sang Yu saw Duan Jiamu's eyes hidden in his hair. His eyes were dull, as if he had been twitched. Sang Yu was hit hard in the heart by the wandering god who left the soul.

Neither of them said hello, they just nodded politely to each other, then Duan Jiamu turned and left the office.

Sang Yu looked at Duan Jiamu's back and was stunned for a moment. It seemed that Duan Jiamu was not leaving the teacher's office at this moment, but her life.

Sang Yu didn't know why she felt this way, that feeling oppressed her chest and made her breathless.

It wasn't until Teacher He called her twice that Sang Yu came back to her senses.

Sang Yu withdrew her eyes and walked quickly to Teacher He's desk.

Teacher He looked at her, who was in a state of confusion, frowned slightly, and then asked her with concern: "Student Sangyu, are you okay?"

Sang Yu froze for a moment, then shook her head, and smiled faintly at Mr. He, "It's okay."

Teacher He sighed when he heard what Sang Yu said, "It's fine."

Sang Yu asked Teacher He, "Mr. He, what can you call me for?"

Teacher He took a sip of tea from the teacup on the table, and then said to Sang Yu, "That's right, you don't have to worry about this New Year's Day event, someone has already signed up."

Sang Yu let out a cry?Teacher He continued: "Student Duan Jiamu said that he went up to perform and sing."

Sang Yu thought she had heard it wrong, and asked Teacher He uncertainly, "Student Duan Jiamu, is he going to perform?"

Teacher He looked at Sang Yu's surprised eyes. To be honest, he was also surprised when Duan Jiamu said that he was going to perform.

According to Duan Jiamu's personality, he doesn't seem like someone who would participate in such group activities, but since Duan Jiamu said it, he didn't say much.

Teacher He nodded, "Yes."

Sang Yu didn't say anything. It was a good thing that Duan Jiamu could play the role. Finally, there was someone in their class who could act as a representative.

After being silent for a while, Teacher He took another sip of tea, and then asked Sang Yu, "Student Sang Yu, do you know what happened in Duan Jiamu's house recently?"

Sang Yu: "...?"

Sang Yu looked at Teacher He with some hesitation, then pursed her lips, and then asked Teacher He: "Mr. He, what happened to Duan Jiamu?"

When she was outside the door just now, she looked at Teacher He with a solemn expression.

Teacher He sighed, and then said: "That's right, Duan Jiamu came to tell me today that he may have to transfer schools after the New Year's Day."

Sang Yu: "...?"

When Sang Yu heard the word 'change school', her heart tightened violently. Her fingers tightened, and her lips trembled slightly, "He... wants to change schools?"

Teacher He nodded, "Well, he said that his mother wanted him to go to France."

Sang Yu: "...?"

Teacher He looked at Sang Yu stunned, and called Sang Yu, "Student Sang Yu..."

Only then did Sang Yu come back to her senses, looking at Teacher He, the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed.

Teacher He: "Duan Jiamu's performance this time, although he said that he can do it alone, I am still a little worried. Please help him this week and see if he needs help."

Sang Yu was silent for a moment, then nodded mournfully at Teacher He, "Okay, Teacher He."

Sang Yu didn't know how she got out of Teacher He's office, nor how she got back to class.

When she stepped into the classroom, she saw Duan Jiamu leaning on the back of the chair slantingly at this time, with his head lowered and the brim of his hat extremely low, his feet stretched under the desk, and one hand resting on the back of the chair. Hanging down, the slender white fingers are hanging down, the tail ring above the little finger, facing the light at this time, is extraordinarily shining.

Sang Yu took a look, her eyes suddenly felt hot, she sniffed, and then walked quickly towards her seat.

After Sang Yu took her seat, she took out her phone and opened WeChat, and glanced at the chat between Duan Jiamu and her. The chat history was several months ago.

Sang Yu's nose started to get sore as she watched, her fingertips trembling slightly, and she edited a paragraph in the dialog box.

【Student Duan Jiamu, are you going to transfer schools? 】

After Sang Yu finished editing this sentence, her heart was so blocked that she couldn't breathe. She deleted the paragraphs one by one, and then edited a message again.

After Sang Yu finished sending this message, Duan Jiamu's cell phone rang soon after.

Sang Yu quickly turned off the phone, put it in her pocket, sat upright, like a child who did something wrong, her heart was in a state of turmoil, and her mind was chaotic due to the loud heartbeat .

(End of this chapter)