I Like You

His voice is still so nice, and his faint tone reveals an imperceptible tenderness.

He was the same as before, no change at all.

It was as if he and she had never been separated.

Lin Wei's throat choked and her nose was sore.

She lowered her head and held the bag of masks tightly. After a few seconds, she raised her head and looked at him again.

He has lost a lot of weight, he looks a little taller, his hair is a bit longer than when she last saw him, and the whole person looked calmer.

He was clearly right in front of her, she could reach within a distance of her hand, but she was a little unsure, she always felt like she was dreaming.

She stared at him unblinkingly for a while, her brain still dizzy.

When she saw him see the sore eyes under her eyes, she blinked slowly, and finally recovered a little bit. She didn't know if it was because she hadn't seen it for a long time. She didn't even know she should talk to him for a while. Say something.

She moved her lips, thought for a few seconds, swallowed in a hurry, and asked, "Do you use Ding Ding for online classes in your class or learn to pass?"

Jiang Su: "..."

Because of the epidemic, masks are out of stock, and it is difficult to buy everywhere.

He worked so hard to get so many masks, and he immediately brought them to her.

He thought he could see a touched young prospective girlfriend, and even when he was on his way, he thought that maybe his little prospective girlfriend, whom he hadn’t seen for more than half a year, would be more expensive than gold because of this big bag. The mask, moved to hold him crying.

Don't know how to cry, there is no moving shadow.

No, she opened her mouth to tell him what kind of software your class uses for online classes.

Jiang Su really didn't want to talk.

He thinks that the little prospective girlfriend is too good at it.

Lin Wei looked at Jiang Su who was silent on her face blankly, and was silent.

She actually felt embarrassed by what she said just now, but in order not to make herself look embarrassed, she said: "Our class uses Dingding."

Jiang Su: "..."

Lin Wei: "I also gave Dingding a five-star praise, the kind of installment payment."

Jiang Su: "..."

Three seconds later, Jiang Su snorted lightly.

Lin Wei narrowed her lower lip and stopped talking.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Jiang Su laughed again.

This time he was smiling happily.

Lin Wei was a little dazed by his smile.

Jiang Su stopped smiling, "Very good."

"Huh?" Lin Wei asked when Jiang Su saw that she was silent, "What is good?"

Jiang Su: "It feels good to be able to laugh with you."

Lin Wei had a blank face and stopped talking.

She thinks Jiang Su is playing with her.

Jiang Su looked at her tight face and smiled again. He stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair: "It's really good."

As long as I can see you, even if I get angry with you every day, it's good.

After arriving in Class 6, he knew that apart from her, no one else could make him emotionally ups and downs.

His emotions are all controlled by her.

Lin Wei pursed her lower lip, and she felt a tingling in her heart.

She did not speak, she came down anxiously, did not have time to change shoes, ran down in slippers, winter outdoors is a bit cold, standing for a long time, the cold eroded her whole body along the feet, she couldn't help shivering from the cold .

Jiang Su noticed her reaction and lowered his head and asked, "Is it cold?"

Lin Wei shook her head, duplicity: "No, it's not cold," she was afraid that Jiang Su would not believe it, and added with certainty: "I'm not cold at all."

Jiang Su drooped his eyelids and chuckled. He touched her cold face with his fingertips: "Go up, I have to go."

Lin Wei subconsciously raised her hand and grabbed his cuff.

Jiang Su looked down and looked at her thin white fingers. He couldn't help but feel a little tranced when she thought of him and her not long after knowing each other early last year, when she stretched out his hand to grab his clothes.

It's been a long time.

We have known each other for a long time, and we have separated for a long time.

I always feel like dreaming, I always feel too slow.

He raised his hand and pulled her hand off her clothes very gently: "Hey, go in."

"..."

Jiang Su smiled softly: "I watched you go in."

"..."

Lin Wei stood with her head down for a while, then turned around and walked into the building.

She didn't dare to look back, for fear that she could not restrain herself and retreated.

It was like she and his WeChat hadn't been deleted, he still occupies the top position of her WeChat, but she didn't dare to contact him.

Because once you start, you can't restrain it.

Back home, Lin Wei put the mask on the desk, ran to the window, opened the window, and held out her head against the oncoming cold wind.

Jiangsu people have already left.

The place where he and she had just stood downstairs was empty.

Had it not been for the bag of masks on her desk, she would have thought that the scene just now was a dream mirror she had turned out.

…

In the days when the whole people are preventing and controlling the epidemic, almost every family stays at home.

This game between the people of the country and the virus lasted until April before finally stabilizing.

High school can return to school, but all students are required to stay.

This year's college entrance examination is a memorable year. The college entrance examination was delayed for one month. The previous June 7th and June 8th became July 7th and July 8th.

Sixty days before the countdown to the college entrance examination, the school held an encouragement meeting for senior middle school students.

At the end of the conference, the school issued a letter paper and an envelope to each student, asking them to write their ideals in, and then put them in the envelopes, sealed them, and handed them to the class teacher for safekeeping.

Bai Jian took the letter paper and began to write.

After most of the people in the class wrote down, Lin Wei picked up the pen when she saw "Weiwei, don't you write?"

She only wrote four words.

Tsinghua University.

Jiangsu.

…

"Brother Su, have you finished writing?" Xu Shu sat in front of Jiangsu. After finishing writing his ideal, he turned and looked at Jiangsu.

Jiang Su ignored Xu's statement, but quickly folded the letter paper and stuffed it into the envelope.

Xu Shu didn't care about Jiangsu's ignorance of him, and continued to ask with a cheeky, "Brother Su, what is your ideal?"

Jiang Su sealed the envelope and handed it to the monitor who happened to come to collect the ideal form.

Xu Shu picked up his ideal sheet and handed it to the monitor: "Brother Su, guess what my ideal has written?"

Jiang Su opened the book. Like a machine, his voice didn't fluctuate and said, "Give Cheng Zhu a concert."

"Fuck, how did you know?" Xu Shu almost jumped out of the chair.

Jiang Su didn't bother to pay attention to him, plugged in his headphones, and started to do questions.

Xu Shu muttered a few words to himself and turned around.

Jiang Su stopped writing and glanced at the envelope that the head teacher took away from the desk.

He has two ideals.

1: Tsinghua University.

2: Lin Wei.