It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 287 Untitled

The way these two people get along is really fascinating. No one will believe that they are not a couple, but no one has seen them do anything out of the ordinary.

According to Shen Zheyi's image at school, he managed to embrace the beauty back, so naturally it is impossible for him to be willing to let this relationship become an underground affair.

Almost everyone thinks so.

Even Shen Zheyi himself.

But in fact, in school, he was the one who deliberately kept his distance.

He was always afraid that if everyone thought they were in a relationship, someone would make trouble for her, and she would find him annoying.

The once mighty person gradually became humble for one person.

But Qiao Yue gradually frowned.

That evening, when they were walking home after dinner, Qiao Yue suddenly stopped and complained softly, "My hands are cold."

Shen Zheyi also stopped, looking at her pretty face, it was rare for a little girl to show her temper.

He was a little taken aback.

But in the next second, he grabbed her hand and stuffed it into his pocket.

His school uniform jacket is much bigger than hers, and the pockets are also much bigger. It was covered by him all the way just now, but now it is warm inside.

Her hand, after finding a more comfortable position inside, stopped moving.

Qiao Yue felt that his hands, slowly enveloping hers, were transferring heat.

The expression on Shen Zheyi's face didn't change much, but the temperature of his palm was always warm.

"The other hand can't be warm," he said, with a hint of apology, "let's go quickly."

Qiao Yue let him lead her.

The side face of the person next to him was thin, with sharp edges and corners, and his facial features were deep. Those eyes were especially beautiful, and the eyelashes seemed to be longer than hers.

When the two of them walked to the door, Qiao Yue stopped again, and Shen Zheyi saw that something was wrong with her.

"Yueyue, are you still cold?" He was troubled, "Then let's go into the house quickly, and I will give you my blanket."

The heating in Lin City had been stopped in April, but Qiao Yue and Shen Zheyi usually studied in the living room, so they were each wrapped in a blanket.

Shen Zheyi still wanted to say something, but something seemed to flash past his eyes. A tissue in Qiao Yue's hand at some point covered most of his face.

His line of sight was also somewhat blocked.

Then, there was a moment of warmth and moisture on the face, and after that, there was a burst of coolness.

Shen Zheyi's body tensed up instantly.

Although there was something blocking his view, he caught it out of the corner of his eye, and she moved closer.

The red lips he had coveted for a long time were glowing with water.

There is something that is ready to come out in the heart.

When the tissue fell to the ground, Qiao Yue had already taken out the key to open the door, she didn't look behind her again, and went in by herself.

Shen Zheyi followed behind without saying a word.

The body is still tense.

Qiao Yue changed her shoes quietly, then went upstairs.

Shen Zheyi looked at her back, with a faint light in his eyes.

It was almost two hours before Qiao Yue's work time, and Shen Zheyi entered the room.

In this kind of weather, it was getting dark quickly, Shen Zheyi didn't turn on the light, he took off his clothes, stood under the shower, and took a long shower.

Accompanied by his restrained and heavy panting, his hands gradually tightened.

He leaned against the frosted glass door, with his head slightly raised, and the amazing face always came to his mind.

There are also many pictures that only appeared in dreams.

He closed his eyes.

Speechless in the dark.

(End of this chapter)