Chapter 15

To him, the deskmate is a dispensable person who doesn't make noise or hinder him, it doesn't matter whoever sits next to him.

The next day, Song Shichen moved a table next to him, with a small gap between them, and a small distance, neatly beside him.

There are no scratches on the smooth desktop. The table in the reading era basically has a lot of holes. It is a masterpiece when you are bored in class.

In their view, it is very common to write and draw on the desktop, and the scratched desktop with the tip of the pen is a trace of youth.

The newly moved textbooks are neatly placed on the table, with unopened and brand-new packaging on them. The books are stacked in order from small to large and placed aside, with a light blue water glass printed with a yellow duck on top.

He briefly glanced to the side, and the general items came into view. He quickly averted his gaze, and his eyes fell on the phone screen again.

The class bell rang, and when I looked up again, my new deskmate who had never been masked quietly appeared in the seat next to me. If I hadn't stretched myself, I'm afraid I didn't notice when she came.

After a few days of getting along, I got a general understanding of the situation, and briefly summed up a few points: new transfer, quiet and not talkative, primary school bully.

This is the first impression of this new tablemate.

Keeping silent, I'm afraid no one will notice her existence, which is just in line with his wishes, let alone talk about changing the same table with Miejue Shitai.

...

Until just now, when she helped herself hold the book against the test paper to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, Song Shichen took the initiative to talk to her by accident, and even he himself couldn't think of any reason.

Seeing that she was not in high spirits, he had the idea of ​​teasing Shen Wanyi, and teased her with a half-playful tone.

Before Shen Wanyi could answer his question, the boy's pretty eyebrows and eyes were filled with a light smile, the corners of his lips were curved, and a clear and lazy voice sounded slowly.

"Evening wind knows what I want, and relieves my worries lightly."

His accent is standard mandarin, the words are correct and round, and his voice is cadenced and magnetic when he reads it.

"The name is good, it seems that your parents are quite educated..."

Hearing this, Shen Wanyi stopped holding the pen in his hand, and the black signature pen smeared a little ink on the draft paper, drawing an irregular line, destroying the beauty of the whole paper, and the incongruous trace was incompatible with it, It is particularly prominent.

When Shenlong saw his tablemate who was not named at the same time talk to her unexpectedly, she had a bad premonition in her heart, and sure enough.

I just thought that he was just trying to tease me, so I didn't think about it for a while, and answered in a normal tone, not caring so much, and continued to immerse myself in the test paper.

When he slowly read out "Evening Wind knows what I want, lighten up and relieve my worries." Her brows twitched violently, and she knew what she wanted to say next.

Unexpectedly, it really made her guess right.

When Shen Wanyi heard it, Shen Wanyi's heart suddenly thumped a few times, his indifferent expression was broken for a moment, sadness flashed in his calm eyes, and he slowly lowered his eyes.

Even the original movement of writing the test paper stopped, and the neatly manicured nails sank into the soft palm, leaving red and glaring marks, but she didn't feel the slightest pain.

At some point, her heart gradually became numb.

Now someone made her feel the pain, it turned out to be so bitter.

(End of this chapter)

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