Love Comes After Learning

Or maybe the change is too small, just like the distance between shoulders, suddenly, something seems to be changing quietly

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Asada returned to the classroom with the pillow.

Guqiao Fumino had already arrived at school at this time, and when he returned to his seat, he glanced at her and couldn't help being startled.

"What's the matter with you? Did you stay up all night doing bad things?"

He still remembers the words that Fumino Guqiao said to him when he stayed up late for the first time. (Volume [-])

Probably already etched into the DNA.

"That's not it~"

Lying on the table, moving his slightly bloodshot eyes, Guqiao Fumino gave him a sideways look helplessly, and then slowly opened his mouth like a gossamer.

"I found a good TV series yesterday, and I got addicted to it by accident. I probably only slept for an hour or two..."

The corners of Asada's eyes twitched slightly.

"What the hell are you doing... It's almost the midterm exam and you're still so messed up. Be careful, Mr. Tongxu will give you tutoring if he finds out."

He sighed helplessly, took out a tangerine from the bag and put it on her table, and glanced at the neck pillow that he was wearing around his neck not long ago.

"I know, there won't be a next time..." As she said drowsily, Wen Nai also found the pillow in his hand at this moment, her dim sleepy eyes widened curiously, and she forced herself to raise her mental question :

"Asada-kun, is this pillow...?"

He doesn't seem like someone who brings pillows to school, and he hasn't brought them before. Why did he bring a pillow that looks good to sleep on just when she urgently needs a good quality sleep to refresh her spirits today? ?

Ah, do you mean...

"Close gave it to me just now. As a gift from Mikan."

"Oh, that's it."

Like a punctured balloon, Wen Nai limply fell back on the table, with a flat face and no energy.

Asada thought for a while, and proposed to her with a neck pillow: "The next two classes are ancient Chinese and modern Chinese. You can sleep in a fair manner. Why don't you lend me this pillow? At least I can sleep more comfortably."

Although it is a neck pillow, this type of pillow is also designed to sleep on the stomach under the head, and it seems to have a certain sleeping effect.

Looking at the dark circles under Fumino Furuhashi's eyes, although Asada wanted her to suffer for herself, she really couldn't bear it - if the pillow was bought by herself, she would give it to her directly, but the things from Yotsuba couldn't be handled like this. I can only borrow her temporarily to sleep through the two classes in the morning, and then I can cheer up and study hard.

But after all, it is a pillow that I have used. Even if there is no saliva left, it is not good to give it to a girl without washing it.

Not only unhygienic, but also ungentlemanly.

In the end, Asada confessed and gave her the right to choose.I thought that Wen Nai would bluntly refuse, no matter how bad he was, he would have to hesitate for a while between desire and reserve, and finally chose the shame of a girl and declined him.

Unexpectedly, Guqiao Wennai didn't say anything after being stunned for half a second, but stretched out a small hand like white jade, took the pillow from him, and said with a pretty blushing face.

"Then, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient... Uh, can I really use it? Asada-kun, won't you hate it?"

"...After all, I said it, of course."

Asada's surprised expression became a little subtle, and she always felt that what she said seemed to be ambiguous, but seeing her as if she had no intentions, she could only think that her thoughts were too dirty.

"Well, thank you." Wen Nai nodded slightly, put the pillow on the table, and lay down on it carefully, the white and soft cheeks touched the pillow, and then the black hair like a waterfall poured up, like a pair of deer Moist and agile eyes turned sideways, and blinked at him.

"It's pretty soft."

Asada didn't know how to answer, so he could only nod.

"That's good."

She felt it with her side face, then slowly turned her face, and pressed her face into the soft pillow, and buried it like this.There was silence for several seconds.

hiss--

Asada seemed to hear the sound of her taking a deep breath, but for the good image of the girl in front of him in his heart, he classified it as an illusion.

Although he hadn't spoken yet, Wen Nai seemed to be aware of what he had done, and his body was visibly stiff on the chair.The base of the white ears under the hair quickly turned red.

In the end, she didn't raise her head at all, and hugged the pillow directly and pretended to be asleep. After three seconds, she really fell asleep, and her silly but bubbling sleeping face turned sideways, defenseless. Face Asada.

He looked carefully for a long while, and saw that Wuyue hadn't arrived in the classroom yet, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He leaned over, touched her smooth forehead lightly, and pushed aside her messy bangs, revealing a pair of Eyelashes trembling slightly closed eyes.

"Good dreams, Wen Nai."

Lowered the volume, the voice was gentle, hoping she could hear it in her dream.

Just before seeing if the sleeping woman would react, Asada heard an uncontrollable burst of laughter coming from the front seat.

"Pfft, idol drama..."

The original soft and warm smile instantly cooled down like a face covered with liquid nitrogen, turning into a dead expression without emotion.

Asada returned to his seat and reached out to grab the collar of the classmate in the front seat. A voice like howling wind rang in his ears, and every word and every word carried a gradually stronger murderous intent.

"Student Uesugi, is it funny? If it's funny, let's have a long-lost, intimate communication with men...

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After class in the second period, Asada went to the men's room to liberate the reservoir, and there was still a box of Pocky sticks in his pocket, also known as chocolate bars.

Wen Nai, who had perfectly slept through two classes, regained his energy, first returned the pillow to him with gratitude and shyness, and then took out a bunch of snacks from the schoolbag, which can be called a treasure bag of snacks, as a thank you ——

Asada knew that every time she went to school, she would go out with a lot of reserves like a squirrel, but he was not interested in sweets, so in the end he only chose this box of Pocky sticks and went to the bathroom.

After washing his hands, Asada thought for a while, and didn't go back to the classroom directly, but went to a well-lit and sparsely populated place in the corridor, and took out the chocolate bar while leaning on the railing to watch the campus scenery.

Although it is a chocolate bar, besides chocolate flavor, Fumino also has strawberry, banana, milk, matcha, etc...

Asada finally chose the matcha flavor, not only because he wanted it to be less sweet, but also because he preferred the quiet and ordinary taste of matcha to those messy flavors.

For a literary youth, describing a common thing in an incomprehensible way can easily lead to complacency——

So, what exactly is the quiet and ordinary palate?

I do not know either.

With a sigh of relief, Asada unpacked the chocolate bars and began to nibble one by one.

Click, click, click...

With the sunshine, he tasted the taste of autumn.

It's neither bitter nor sweet, but in the colder wind, that trace of warmth seems precious.

Halfway through eating, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Shinichi?"

Asada heard the words and turned around.

"Sanjiu?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and was a little surprised when he noticed the Pocky stick in the same package as his in her hand.

Is it so fateful?

"Why are you here?" Sanjiu asked with her head tilted, her sea-blue eyes rested on his face, and after a few seconds passed, she slowly moved away, saw the Pocky stick in his hand, and blinked twice in surprise Lower your eyes.

"that is……"

"Wen Nai sent it to me." Asada knew that she knew that she didn't usually eat snacks, so she explained first.

"She brought a bunch of snacks here today, and asked me to pick one out at random...I chose this one, planning to eat here before going back."

"That's it." Sanjiu nodded as usual. After all, Wen Nai often gave snacks to everyone in the student union, so there was nothing to care about.

Looking at the Pocky sticks of the same taste and brand as hers in his hand, she showed a light smile instead, like the autumn wind blowing ripples on a calm lake.

"Tacit understanding...or telepathy?"

Asada was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a broken smile: "Fate or fate, is it better to say that?"

"It's all the same." Sanjiu rolled his eyes at him lightly, walked to him very naturally, leaned his body weight on his shoulders, and didn't even notice her hair falling on his shoulders.

The viewing spots specially selected by Asada are basically the ones that are very clean and few people pass by.

Although he didn't know why Sanjiu would meet him here, he shouldn't have to worry that he and Sanjiu would be found out if they stayed here, and "the meeting between the president and the general affairs" would appear on the school forum. collection of photos.

"Is it tasty?"

The sudden question brought Asada back from his thoughts.

He looked at the calm and gentle girl beside him.He squinted his eyes.

"Well, it's pretty good."

Asada took out the few matcha Pocky sticks left, and gnawed them into his mouth one by one.

Sanjiu next to him was also chewing the crisp stick-shaped snacks in small bites, like a little squirrel, his cheeks fluttered softly, very cute.

The two quietly ate the same snacks, without saying much, just looking at the same scenery, feeling the temperature of each other's tight arms, a faint warmth flowed from the bottom of their hearts, The feeling of connectedness is worth more than a thousand words.

Unknowingly, Asada put his fingers into the package, squeezed it, and a Pokki stick was lifted up alone.

"It's the last one."

He sighed casually, and when he was about to stuff it into his mouth, some cold fingers gently grabbed his sleeve.

"and many more."

Asada looked suspiciously, and the first thing she saw was her long and slightly curly eyelashes, then her pair of blue eyes that seemed to hide thousands of thoughts, then her upturned nose, pink cheeks, and cherry-colored petite lips valve.

Wei Wei was dazed, and he asked without changing his expression: "What's wrong?"

"Want to play...that game?"

She seemed a little shy, she pointed her finger at the Pocky stick, and then pointed to her own lips, then lowered her head slightly and pressed her lips together, unable to speak out nervously.

But a pair of eyes looked up at him brightly, as if the Milky Way in the sky ran into her eyes.

Asada naturally knew what she was talking about, it was nothing more than the so-called "Pocky game".

Two people bite the two ends of the chocolate bar respectively, and the person who approaches slowly and bites off in the shortest distance wins. There are usually three kinds of people who play this kind of game, one is the poor worm who is trapped in a fellowship atmosphere and has to play, The second is men and women who have a crush on each other, and the third is the same sex who have a crush on each other.

The usual purpose of the latter two is not to play games, but to snipe at each other's lips... But that also requires a strong enough sense of shame, and both parties must be prepared not to run away and make the last move.

Now, Sanjiu actually proposed to him to play this game in this place where few people would pass by...

"Are you sure?" Asada couldn't help asking, her heart speeded up a little involuntarily, and the blood in her body started to stir faintly.

Sanjiu nodded slightly, without answering, just took the Pocky stick from his hand, and then put the end with matcha into her cherry pink lips.