If The Moon Won’t Hold You

When Cen Ning came out of the room, she stood on the stairs with a flustered expression. She just... saw something.

Holding her face, Cen Ning tried to reduce the heat on her face, but this time, the picture just appeared in her mind: in a dimly lit room, like Yu Ruzhuo's refined figure...

Why doesn't he sleep without clothes?

Cen Ning sighed, feeling very embarrassed.

"Ningning, did it work?" At this moment, Aunt Chen called out suddenly.

Cen Ning was relieved: "Get up, get up!"

"Then you told him to hurry up, and set off after dinner."

"good."

After going downstairs, I saw Cen Ning sitting on the sofa properly, passing by, and asked casually, "Have you left yet?"

Before Cen Ning could answer, Xu Wanying who came out of the study answered: "Ning Ning is not familiar with the school, so I think it would be better for her to go with you."

After a few words and deeds, she didn't answer Xu Wanying's words, but went straight to the restaurant for breakfast.

Xu Wanying looked at the back of her words and deeds, and stood there a little awkwardly.

Cen Ning couldn't understand Xu Wanying's embarrassment, but felt that her words and deeds must be because she was unwilling to take her to school, so she didn't say anything.

Cen Ning has always been a timid, closed, talkative and sensitive girl. If she doesn't say it, it doesn't mean she doesn't think about it. This silence of words and deeds was undoubtedly a blow to her, and the good impression of him that had only risen yesterday disappeared a bit.

"Auntie, I, I want to go to class." Cen Ning didn't want to force her words and deeds, so she said to Xu Wanying timidly, "Where is Uncle Gao?"

Xu Wanying was also a little uncomfortable: "Uh...then, then I will call Lao Gao."

"Yep."

As soon as Xu Wanying raised her foot to walk outside, she listened to her words and deeds and said: "I won't let me finish the meal?"

Xu Wanying stopped, and Cen Ning also looked at her words and deeds suspiciously.

Turning his words and deeds sideways, he looked at Cen Ning nonchalantly: "Aren't you waiting downstairs for me to go to school? Should you go first?"

Cen Ning was surprised: "No, you, you—"

"Then what do you tell Lao Gao to do." After his words and deeds, he turned around to eat breakfast, and then half ordered and half commanded when he opened his mouth: "Have your schoolbag back, and leave in three minutes."

Cen Ning's heart was overjoyed because the frustration of the talent just disappeared cleanly because of his sentence, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously: "Oh!"

In the end, Cen Ning got in the car to school with one of the words and deeds. This car is usually arranged to pick up and drop off classes from words and deeds. The driver who drove was in his forties and was an unsmiling middle-aged man.

At this time, the two were sitting in the back seat, each silent.

Home is more than 20 minutes away from school. When Cen Ning got in the car, she was nervous about words and deeds. Later, when she arrived at school, she was nervous about entering a new environment. She is too unwilling to integrate into the new group. In the previous school, she didn't know why she was excluded by others.

"Here." The car stopped, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Cen Ning carried his schoolbag and got out of the car.

"Classes know."

"Class three."

"Oh, then it's in the building in front." As he said and deeds, he walked forward, Cen Ning trot next to him, her breathing changed with tension.

"The east is near the stone, to see the sea. The water is Dandan, and the mountains and islands stand upright. The trees are overgrown, and the grass is luxuriant..." After passing through the corridors of the two classes, the words and deeds and Cen Ning came to the door of the third class's classroom. , The students in the classroom are doing daily morning reading.

The female teacher standing at the edge of the podium saw someone standing at the door and walked over: "You..."

"Teacher, she is Cen Ning." His words and deeds opened his mouth.

The female teacher is the head teacher of the third class. She has long been notified that a new student will be coming to the class today, so she immediately understood Cen Ning’s name, "Oh, you’re Cen Ning, hello, I am Teacher Luo, the head teacher of our class."

I don't know if it's because the new classmate or the senior in high school uniform, the students who were still in the morning sparsely stopped to read the morning, all looking at the door of the classroom with curiosity and shock.

Cen Ning was not embarrassed to see her classmates, but obediently bowed to the head teacher: "Old, good teacher."

Compared to Cen Ning's nervousness, his words and deeds are really calm and terrifying: "Teacher trouble, Cen Ning will leave it to you, I will leave first."

This school is very big in terms of words, but even the teacher knows the figure of words and deeds. Although the head teacher wonders how this student was sent by words and deeds, he will not ask more, "Okay, she will give it to I am."

Nodded in words and deeds, then looked at Cen Ning: "Relax, don't be nervous."

The tone was still cold and indifferent, but the words that came out seemed as if a warm current pressed Cen Ning's heart, Cen Ning raised his eyes to look at him, and slowly nodded.

After the words and deeds were gone, the head teacher led Cen Ning into the classroom. After a brief introduction, she was placed in the fourth row.

"Hey, it's you, I didn't expect us to be in the same class." The morning reading continued again, but the person next to her kept his eyes on her from time to time. A girl in the front row even turned her head to greet her.

Cen Ning was startled, looking at the completely unfamiliar face in front of him, she said in confusion, "You, you know me."

Zhang Ziyi propped his chin: "I saw it on the court yesterday, Xue Xiaoxiao returned your camera back, do you remember."

"Are you too?"

"Yes, but there are so many people. It's normal that you didn't see me." Zhang Ziyi raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Hey, you were so refreshing that day. I'm not too happy to see Xue Xiaoxiao's deflated appearance. En...the enemy of the enemy It's a friend, Cen Ning, we will be friends in the future."

Cen Ning was inexplicable, but his heart jumped: "Friend?"

"Well, yes, we will be friends on the united front in the future."

Her reasons were strange, but Cen Ning was still a little happy. She made friends on the first day at school, which she couldn't even think of.

"You don't like it, Xue Xiaoxiao."

"Of course I don't like it anymore." Zhang Ziyi snorted, "Every day I show off his power and show off his might, and everyone who looks at it will be annoying to death."

Cen Ning was amused by her exaggerated expression. Zhang Ziyi looked at her and smiled, "Hey, did you skip a grade, look so small."

Cen Ning shook his head: "...nothing."

Zhang Ziyi glanced at her suspiciously, and then whispered: "Then, do you really have that kind of relationship with your words and deeds."

Others in the class may still be curious about the relationship between words and deeds and Cen Ning, but Zhang Ziyi as a child in the same compound has heard of it. Teenage girls are still ignorant of love, but they can be regarded as the beginning of love, and girls are always very passionate about this new secret topic.

Cen Ning felt that the words and deeds did not like their strange relationship, so she shook her head subconsciously: "No."

"Isn't there? But everyone doesn't say that, and the words and deeds made their heads for you yesterday."

Cen Ning was afraid of words and deeds, but she was indeed full of joy when she thought of what happened yesterday. Someone treated her kindly, and she always remembered it deeply.

Seeing that Cen Ning didn’t say a word, Zhang Zi didn’t ask too much. She lowered her voice and said, “Okay, let’s not talk about it in school. Many people here like to do what they say and do. If this matter is known to others, I don't want to hate you so much."

Cen Ning: "..."

The freshmen who came to class on the first day were personally delivered to the door by their words and deeds. The news quickly spread throughout the junior high school.

This person in words and deeds doesn't matter if he is handsome, he is still that kind of genius in learning, and it is the sweet pastry held by all the teachers in the palm of his hand.

This kind of good-looking and smart person can naturally be regarded as a male god-level figure by the school girls.

But this male **** is extremely cold, his temperament is so cold that ordinary girls dare not approach it. So suddenly there is such a person who was sent to the door of the classroom by him, and everyone is full of curiosity.

But at the beginning, with unkind curiosity, after seeing Cen Ning himself, he became relieved and calm. Oh, it turned out to be like this, then this is a relative who speaks and does deeds?

Everyone thought so, instead of linking Cen Ning with the words "girlfriend" and "sweetheart".

In fact, Cen Ning does not look ugly, but her development is a bit late, not to mention her small growth, and her complexion is still very dull, so she is really not worth mentioning when there are many beautiful girls in school. Even female classmates would take the initiative to hook her up because they were less guarded, inquiring about what they said and done secretly.

Cen Ning is young, but her mind is much more mature than ordinary children. She feels that everyone approaches her because of words and deeds. She should be angry for reason, but for people like her who have been rejected. She said that the feeling of being around by her made her extremely happy.

She was reluctant to refuse, and the result of this reluctance was that every few days, someone put a love letter for words and deeds on her desk...

On this day, class ends in the afternoon.

"Ningning, let's go out to eat today, how about going home after dinner." Zhang Ziyi packed his schoolbags and stood by her table.

Cen Ning gave her an apologetic look: "Today, Grandpa Yan told us to go home on time for dinner on time."

Zhang Ziyi looked disappointed: "Well, let's eat together next time. I heard that there is a delicious steak restaurant nearby."

Cen Ning nodded: "I'm sorry."

"Hi, it's okay, let's go and go home."

"Yep."

Cen Ning didn't expect to see words and deeds as soon as he walked out of the classroom. He was standing under the steps, wearing a school uniform, with the first button on his upper shirt unbuttoned, standing long, looking very dazzling.

"Tang Zheng, what are you doing? Wait for us." Zhang Ziyi didn't dare to be presumptuous before his words and deeds, but it was natural for Tang Zheng, but she was shuddered by Tang Zheng as soon as she leaped over, "Tsk, It’s not big or small. How many times have you said you want to call your brother, what Tang Zheng’s Tang Zheng’s is, it’s rude."

Zhang Ziyi rolled his eyes at him: "Oh, I will be great when I am a few years old. I can rely on the old to sell the old."

"Hey you girl—" Tang Zheng put his hand on the shoulders of words and deeds, quite a gesture of "elders are hard to behave", "You tell me why children are so bad now."

His words and deeds curled his lips, and his eyes fell on Cen Ning.

Why not behave, this kid is behaved, let brother call him obediently too.

"What to do while standing, come here." The words and deeds said to Cen Ning.

Cen Ning let out a cry and followed up: "Why are you here?"

"Wait in the car for a while to see if you didn't come out."

Cen Ning: "We have delayed class."

"Oh."

Several people turned and walked towards the school gate. The students passing by looked at them boldly or surreptitiously, but Cen Ning had no intention of being here. She touched the love letters in her pocket and looked at them with some embarrassment. The back view of words and deeds.

How can I leave it to him?

The author has something to say:

Cen Ning: People sit in the classroom, and green comes from the sky.

Years later.

Words and deeds: My wife sent me a lot of love letters when I was a kid... each signed is different.

…

(I’ll grow up, don’t worry, but let me finish writing the plot that should be written at this age~)