Secret Love · Orange Raw Huainan

Chapter 64 No one deserves to be overlooked
Zhang Mingrui returned to the study room alone, Sheng Huainan raised his head, and the two of them looked at each other expressionlessly.Zhang Mingrui glanced at Luo Zhi's vacant seat, didn't ask anything, lowered his head and continued to flip through the book, picked up a pen to draw on the calculation paper.

Sheng Huainan didn't ask where Xu Riqing went.

When Luo Zhi was sleeping just now, Sheng Huainan heard a rustling sound, and Xu Riqing who was opposite him slipped a note to Zhang Mingrui.Zhang Mingrui glanced at it, crumpled into a ball, and nodded.

So the two walked out of the study room together.Xu Riqing's expression couldn't be more obvious, as obvious as Zhang Mingrui's teasing and concern for Luo Zhi.Sheng Huainan knew that these two people must have gone out for a showdown.

Zhang Mingrui usually looks very simple and cheerful, but Sheng Huainan has always known that he is actually a sober and decisive boy.They all understand that when it is time to be cruel, they can only be cruel, even if it hurts face and leaves cracks.

However, the self who also believes in straightforwardness is obviously doing something extremely unscrupulous now.He seems to be suffering from a kind of laziness, and he will only procrastinate stupidly, as if the truth is revealed by time, and he just needs to stand aside and watch.

It's just that it didn't take into account that when the truth comes to light, there is another synonym called vicissitudes.

Farewell, His Majesty the Emperor.

His hesitation, allowing time to polish her hidden sharpness and pride so dazzlingly, almost hurt him.

The sun gradually dimmed, and the sun was once again blocked by clouds.Sheng Huainan found that all the words in the book couldn't be connected into sentences, and they couldn't understand what they said upside down.The long paragraph that I just recited a few minutes ago now looks so strange.

He raised his hand and lightly touched his lips with his index finger.That kiss was lighter than his own touch, but it was so heavy that it made his heart ache.There was a sentence stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it until her back disappeared behind the glass door.

The simplest sentence.

Sheng Huainan closed the light green Ma Yuan textbook in awe-inspiring manner, and asked Zhang Mingrui, "Has anyone in our school failed this course before?"

Zhang Mingrui raised his head: "I haven't heard of it. What are you doing, you want to be recorded in history?"

"Don't look, can't look in."

"Are you crazy? The exam is tomorrow."

"Maybe." He smiled.

Sheng Huainan put away his schoolbag, stood up and left, and when he passed by Zhang Mingrui, he heard a moderate "Actually, sometimes you really deserve to be beaten like this".

He was stunned, wondering if the other party was teasing him about his decision to test Ma Yuan naked, but when he lowered his head and saw Zhang Mingrui's serious side face, he immediately understood.

"Each to each other." He found that his cheeks were also stiff.

Take the elevator to the top floor of the science building, then go up the side stairs at the corner, and you will be able to climb to the highest rooftop in the school.

He has always liked to stand on high places, high places that are empty and empty.I forgot where I heard a saying: "In this world, some people are born to attract attention, and some people are born to be unwilling to be lonely. If the person who is unwilling to be lonely by nature happens to have a fate that attracts attention, it is naturally the best of both worlds."

Sheng Huainan knew that he was unwilling to be lonely.

It’s just that his so-called unwillingness to be lonely does not refer to the lively circle of friends—standing at the highest place, watching the crowds of people coming and going below, can give him a kind of full and complete happiness—— —Of course, you must use the posture of looking down.

He is afraid of the so-called intimacy.It's not that he is worried about being abandoned by others because his shortcomings are exposed, he just doesn't want them to be disappointed.

Does this nuance barely qualify as kindness?Sheng Huainan doesn't often think wildly, but once his thoughts go off the rails, he can run wild and never get back.

The iron gate of the roof is half-closed.He suddenly had a little vague expectation.

Is... is Luo Zhi here?

He brought Luo Zhi here before.The only trip they could call a date, Houhai, Xidan, Wangfujing, he can't remember exactly where they went.What impressed me the most was the many words she said along the way, which were lightly engraved on the curtain wall of memory with a knife.

The stories she told, the confusion she told, the arrogance and pride she concealed, the gentle expectation and shyness when she bowed her head.

Before sending her back to the dormitory, he had a sudden idea and said, "I'll take you to a place, okay?"

This rooftop seems to be his secret base.In high school, there was a library in the school that was closed all the year round. In fact, there was a way to climb up to the low roof from the outside. Sometimes he would climb up to enjoy the wind after escaping evening self-study. No one knew about it, including Ye Zhanyan.

In fact, he already liked Luo Zhi very much—it was the kind of liking that made people want to express everything about themselves, and also wanted to share all their secrets, just waiting for her to praise: It's really nice here.

It was also that day that he vaguely mentioned that he especially liked to stand on a high place and look at the people below.Luo Zhi leaned against the bustling and splendid night view of the business district, cast her eyes on the sporadic lights on the north side of the school, and said slowly after a long time: "Me too, but I was forced to do so before."

She muttered a lot of words, as if she was talking to her deep self, and she woke up after a while, narrowing her eyes and smiling embarrassedly, and asked: "What about you? You shouldn't be an outsider who was rejected? You There is a right to choose.”

The last sentence was said with such certainty, as if he had known him for many years and understood him deeply.

Sheng Huainan's eyes were blank, and he was silent for a long time. The girl next to him hurriedly apologized, saying that he was presumptuous.But she didn't know that when she lowered her head and said "I'm sorry", it was the time when he suddenly wanted to hug her - he raised his hand halfway.

When she faced him, she was sometimes extra cautious.Her cautiousness and his own hesitant pride often combined to kill the chance of a hug.

Just like four years ago, the time difference between her cautiousness and his hesitation, she missed the whole window sill scenery.

Memories flooded out, Sheng Huainan's index finger touching the doorknob was cold.is it you?

When I listened intently, someone was talking.

"Don't talk about it, there is an exam tomorrow, so study hard, I don't want to discuss this issue."

"I'm not in the mood to review, you should speak clearly today."

"What's there to say. You still don't understand? It's you who can't see the high eyebrows and the low eyes, and stalks her so much that puts her under so much pressure. You haven't finished yet, have you?!"

It turned out to be a threesome showdown.He listened for a while, and one boy who obviously had the upper hand was arrogant, while the other insisted on the word "past".What's more interesting is that the girl caught in the middle refused to give a clear and clear conclusion, and kept saying ambiguous words to appease both parties, but the trouble became more and more rigid.

He walked down the stairs slowly, smiled wryly, and his thoughts went back to two years ago.

At that moment, Ye Zhanyan was sitting on the high stands of the stadium, watching them condescendingly.A boy in Class [-] whose face he could no longer recall was full of tears, and yelled like Ma Jingtao in Qiong Yao's drama, and he couldn't remember the content of the yelling.He turned his head to look at Ye Zhanyan. Although Ye Zhanyan didn't smile, the corners of his mouth were still raised suspiciously, his eyes were slightly narrowed, dangerous and seductive, but there was a trace of repressed publicity and joy—that expression was very different from the Ye Zhanyan he thought.

Now recalling that childish scene of jealousy, Sheng Huainan couldn't help but laugh out embarrassingly.But at that time, he actually seriously suppressed the boredom in his heart, and said to the roaring boy solemnly and politely: "As her boyfriend, I ask you not to harass Zhanyan."

He couldn't remember how it ended up. In short, the elegance and calmness he deliberately maintained seemed to fall into the entanglement of the other party's inarticulate speech.In the end, he stood there exhausted. Ye Zhanyan came down from the stands at some point and hugged him from behind—he still clearly remembered her cool embrace and a very light sentence: "Are you real?" love me?"

It turns out that love requires a qualification certificate.People need various forms to prove themselves, and all kinds of tossing and tossing that would be foolish when they calm down later are important processes in the emotions at that time.It seems that without the barrier of the fire-breathing dragon, the love between the knight and the princess would not be complete.

It's nice to be young.Sheng Huainan's smile deepened. In his ears, the debate behind the door became a merry farce of children's self-righteousness.

He had just gone down two floors when suddenly a boy rushed down from above and passed him in the stairwell.A girl chased her down, followed by another boy calling the girl's name.Sheng Huainan thought in amazement, why should he have such a bad expression—after all, the tearful boy who led the battle still chose to take the stairs instead of jumping straight down—as long as he is still alive, it is no big deal.

He turned back, climbed up the stairs, and pushed open the door to the roof again.

The desolate winter wind in Beijing messed up his hair.The city is covered with a gray cement coat, and the gray-black residual snow makes it look even more distressed.There are very few pedestrians on the road today.

Sheng Huainan closed his eyes, he couldn't remember Luo Zhi's appearance.

He used to be able to clearly feel the changes in her emotions. Even though he was not sure of her real thoughts behind her, he could still distinguish the color of the emotions themselves.

This ability to discern is not due to a soft spot for Luo Zhi.This ability has always been his habit, even his favorite trick.

Since he was a child, he liked to sit on the edge of the flower bed in the office compound with a box of milk in his mouth, silently observing the people coming and going.When the uncles and aunts who came to visit at home sat in the living room and began to explain their visit to his father, he stood holding the ball in a place where no one was paying attention, watching quietly.

For so many years, although he couldn't remember who the owners of those cautious, humble and polite faces were and what they said, there were words in the turbulent words, peaceful eyebrows, exaggerated fake smiles and the possible distorted expressions under the mask of admiration. Gradually filled his tedious growth.

This kind of silent peeping is like a game not suitable for children.

In the compound of the agency, the intricate interests are intertwined, so crowded together, it needs such a cautious face, right?Including his father.

It is really easy to use this kind of experience to see the little scheming and vanity of the classmates around me.Although he can't experience the girl's endless thoughts, once he finds a sign, he immediately smiles and uses the gentlest eyebrows to cut off their dreams while reducing the damage as much as possible. He still has the ability to play this kind of trick. of.

Luo Zhi once said to him: "You are too self-righteous, Sheng Huainan."

However, he never guessed wrong.

He seemed to see her leaning down to kiss him again, her movements were gentle and calm, but it seemed that she couldn't see anything clearly through a thick layer of white mist.Can't see anymore.

Farewell, Your Majesty the Self-righteous Emperor.

He should have known that no one ever deserved to let him look down.

The door behind him creaked.Sheng Huainan's heart seemed to be clenched by an invisible hand, and he turned his head abruptly.

A chubby figure in a purple down jacket flashed by the door, a few sparse bangs on her forehead could not hide her stunned expression.

It's Zheng Wenrui.

Sheng Huainan calmed down, smiled and said to her, "It's you. Long time no see."

Indeed long time no see.The last time I saw her was almost two months ago, during the last autumn rain in Beijing.

Luo Zhi's body hidden under the pink Hello Kitty raincoat trembled slightly, her pale lips moved, and she said to him, "More importantly, my dad can no longer buy me a raincoat."

The rain curtain could not block her view.

After Luo Zhi left, Sheng Huainan stood in the rain for a long time.He lowered the umbrella and listened quietly to the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella.Obviously she was the one who was tempted, but it turned out that everything about her was spread out in the damp and cold air, and she couldn't hide it.

The heartache at that moment made him suddenly have an impulse to call her out immediately, and he would ask her clearly.He turned on his phone, but saw two unread messages.Just then footsteps were heard.When he raised his eyes, he saw Zheng Wenrui. She did not know when she appeared behind him, standing in the rain with a red umbrella, her face full of tears.

"I sent you a text message, why didn't you reply?" Her voice was a little shrill.

He looked down at his phone. It turned out that she had sent those two messages. It had been 15 minutes and he hadn't opened it to take a look.

"Where are you? Are you not caught in the rain?"

"Where are you, are you not caught in the rain?"

(End of this chapter)