surrender to her

Chapter 43
The smoky blue and worn thin cloth curtains were half open to let in the wind.

The desk lamp was turned off at some point, and the room was silent and drowsy. He Liangchi was leaning on the table with a long body, his eyes reflecting the light of the mobile phone screen.

And the notification message on it: [Special concern @喜智 replied to you: borrow your auspicious words]

Among the software accounts whose avatar and nickname have not been changed, he is the only one who followed her.

The clear moon hanging in the sky covered a layer of frost-like pearls, shining brightly, spreading in the courtyard, and also illuminating the blurred outline of the boy's upright profile in the night.

He Liangchi held the phone with his slender five fingers, resting his right palm on the edge of the table, looking at the screen with lowered eyelids, he couldn't help matching these words with her charming and glamorous face, after a while, he let out a cry Very light laugh.

Starting from the depths of his heart, he let go of his heavy smile.

In the various comments of fans and passers-by, he replied in an old-fashioned way: [Go to bed early, good night. 】

She never came back.

That night, the mobile phone was placed beside the pillow, and the girl's light-toned and warm singing voice was played on a loop all night.

He Liangchi didn't take sleeping pills, and had a rare good night's sleep.

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It's a bit funny to say, but also a bit pitiful. It's been so long since the school started, and the weekly physical education class was either taken up by the class meeting or the opening ceremony. Finally, this Friday, Class [-] ushered in the long-awaited first class. physical education class.

Blue sky and white clouds, the sun is shining.

On the track and field field, the whole class of fifty or sixty people scattered sparsely, laughing and laughing in small groups.

There were many people who saw Meng Cheng and He Liangchi staying together and getting along quite harmoniously, especially the indifference and gloom of "no one should get close" on the boys has subsided a lot, causing them to gossip about something in a low voice.

"The two of them are so close now, I see Meng Cheng following the lonely monster every day."

"Meng Cheng is chasing him, don't you know?"

"What? God! Isn't Meng Cheng afraid of him?"

Fang Xiaodan's voice suddenly interjected from the side: "She herself is unforgiving, and she may like this kind of person."

"Actually, it's quite worthy. The disasters depend on each other, so as not to let others suffer." Joy sang with her.

The few girls just followed the trend with their mouths open, and they were not malicious in nature. When they heard the two of them say such offensive words, their expressions froze for a while, and they looked at each other and didn't know how to answer them.

Ye Jiafu didn't say a word, her eyes fell on the two people standing in front of the fence on the playground, her thoughts were so deep that she couldn't tell, thinking of Brother Jinming's decadence at home these days without going out or going to class, she secretly Scold Meng Cheng for not knowing good and bad.

Five minutes after the class bell rang, the physical education teacher arrived late. Wearing a sun hat, sunglasses, and sportswear, he walked over with his hands in his pockets. He first asked what class it was, and then who was the sports committee member.

Xiang Zhao and Gao Wenbo raised their hands. They were appointed as sports committee members by Yu Yi at the opening class meeting, but they were never used.

The physical education teacher nodded, and gave a concise instruction: "Form the team according to the height, and then lead the team to run three laps."

"Ah—" everyone wailed.

The students couldn't believe it: "Three laps?! That's too much, teacher."

The physical education teacher took off his sunglasses, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "Three laps is too much?!"

"Yeah, we are a group of poor children who are often deprived of the right to exercise. It is not appropriate to be so violent in the first class..."

The physical education teacher touched his head: "...All right, minus one lap."

Some boys laughed cheekily and bargained: "Teacher, how about you take a look around?"

The physical education teacher's mouth twitched, "How about ten laps?"

"I think two laps are pretty good..."

After the physical education teacher explained it, he left it alone and went to find some other physical education teachers in a cool place.

"Teacher! Run with us!"

The physical education teacher turned around and waved his hands, leaning against his strong tendon muscles under the sportswear and said, "I am a poor laborer who is often deprived of the right to physical health. I am weak and sick, and cannot run."

"..."

Meng Cheng stood out among the girls in stature, and she also deliberately stood at the back, and walked with He Liangchi.

After two laps, I did exercises again. The physical education teacher whistled and gave me a 5-minute break for free activities.

Meng Cheng came out of the toilet and walked back along the plastic track, looking for He Liangchi's figure, but he didn't see where he was, but he saw a high-kicked football with a fast and fierce impact, swaying horizontally in the air. Fly through an arc.

They were walking two or three steps away from her, and the girls who were chatting were unaware of the imminent danger.

"Give way! Classmate!"

"what--!"

Reminder and shock, two voices sounded almost at the same time, Meng Cheng didn't have time to see who was standing there, subconsciously rushed up in two steps, and at the critical moment when the football was about to hit the girl's shoulder, he raised his arm and used his palm The power of the shot blocked it back.

"Did it hit?" Meng Cheng looked at the trembling little girl holding her head and asked.

Lin Yuwei reflexively closed her eyes and covered her ears. After a few seconds, she didn't feel any pain anywhere in her body. She only vaguely heard a greeting leaked between her fingers. Face.

Seeing her in a daze, Meng Cheng asked again, and now she felt a burning pain in her palm, and turned her slightly twisted wrist.

"No..." Lin Yuwei noticed her movements, "Is your hand okay?"

At this time, the boy playing football also ran over with a sorry face and asked them if they were okay.

"It's okay." Meng Cheng smiled, and said to him, "Next time, take it easy and kick."

The boy was dazzled by her smile, his face turned red at the speed of light, and he scratched his head: "I'm really sorry."

Meng Cheng didn't say much, he lifted his foot and continued to walk forward.

"That..." Lin Yuwei called out, calling her strangely: "Meng, Meng Cheng."

Meng Cheng stopped and looked back at her, asking with his eyes: Is there anything else.

Lin Yuwei muttered: "Thank you."

She smiled slightly, and as long as she smiled, her aggressive and cold eyebrows softened, "You're welcome, it's a small matter."

Lin Yuwei also smiled slightly as she looked at her slender figure.

"Yuwei, are you okay? I was really scared to death just now."

The afterthought verbal concern of the other three girls seemed extremely hypocritical at this moment.

Lin Yuwei's eyes turned cold, and she asked Fang Xiaodan: "Why did you push me just now?"

Just now she stood aside and listened to them quietly, the football wasn't facing her, it was Fang Xiaodan who was the first to realize it, and it was Fang Xiaodan who pushed her to get in front of Ye Jiafu.

Fang Xiaodan's fawning thoughts, Lin Yuwei saw through it but didn't say it, it was a bit too much, why shouldn't she be a meat shield herself.

"I was also unconscious when I was in a hurry. I was too flustered. I'm sorry, Weiwei." Fang Xiaodan smiled guiltyly, and took her hand to ask for forgiveness.

Lin Yuwei had a good temper and didn't pursue it, but she was still a little unhappy.

And the boy who played football has already run back quickly to get his mobile phone, hesitating behind Meng Cheng, wondering if he should go up and ask for a WeChat.

Within a few seconds of lowering her head and then raising her head, the girl walked up to a boy. Immediately afterwards, he was pinned in place by a cold, dark gaze, unable to move a single step.

Ah... I have a master.

Embarrassed.

He showed an apologetic look of "offended", turned his head and slipped away resentfully.

He Liangchi's gaze shifted from far to near, and fixed on the porcelain-white face of the girl in front of him with an aggrieved expression.

Meng Cheng raised his arm towards him, his wrist was hanging limply, and he said weakly, "He Liangchi, his hand hurts so much."

She also raised her other hand, resting the back of her hand on her eyes, sniffing and sobbing, and the ending sound even brought out a soft cry.

He Liangchi was silent for a few seconds, blinked his black eyelashes lightly, and pressed his index finger between his eyebrows: "Meng Cheng, the scene is a bit too much."

Meng Cheng: "..."

(End of this chapter)