School Heroine Secretly Loves Me

    Song Nanqiao shrank into the quilt expressionlessly, restraining herself not to touch Wen Wenyao.

    When she turned her head, she saw Wen Wenyao's enlarged face. Because of the looser pajamas, Song Nanqiao could vaguely see the other party's cold white collarbone and beautiful body.

    Too dangerous...

    Fortunately, I am not a man, otherwise I would definitely not be able to control it.

    "Sister...you can sleep in."

    Wen Wenyao whispered something...a little shy, she always felt that Song Nanqiao was deliberately staying away from herself, obviously on the same bed, but Song Nanqiao was far away from herself.

    It feels empty now.

    "No, I don't sleep well."

    "Well...why do you call my sister?" Song Nanqiao was struggling with this matter, and suddenly started calling her sister, and the age of the two of them was unknown.

    "Um... just wanted to call you that."

    Because she felt that Song Nanqiao would give him a sense of security, Wen Wenyao would rely on her and call her sister from a younger perspective, hoping to be taken care of by the other party.

    And this kind of address is a little more intimate.

    "Your birthday is."

    "July 12."

    "Cancer..."

    This constellation is very friendly to Wen Wenyao's character, gentle and insecure.

    "How about you?"

    "February 10."

    "You're older than me...you're my sister."

    In this way, I can call my sister with peace of mind.

    "Call it whatever you want."

    "Hmmm..."

    After Song Nanqiao finished speaking, she felt a little sleepy. It is very late today, and she will get up very early tomorrow. She will get up at about four o'clock and go to bed early.

    I set an alarm for 4:30 with my mobile phone, and fell asleep.

    "Sister?"

     She shouted softly and found that Song Nanqiao was already asleep, looking really sleepy.

    Wen Wenyao sat up slightly, reached out and touched Song Nanqiao's cheek, although not as good as her skin, it was enough to make Wen Wenyao's heart beat faster.

    It can be so intimate, sharing the same bed.

    Wen Wenyao took the initiative to lean over, very close to Song Nanqiao, she wanted to hug Song Nanqiao, but was afraid that the other party would wake up.

    "Good night...sister."

    She closed her eyes and fell asleep beside Song Nanqiao with the sound of Song Nanqiao's even breathing.

    …

    Song Nanqiao got up at 4:30 in the morning. She woke up quickly after the alarm rang, and then turned off the alarm with her backhand, not wanting to wake Wen Wenyao.

    Wen Wenyao obediently slept next to her, breathing steadily, she seemed to be sleeping very deeply, her delicate face was covered by hair, only her blushing lips were exposed.

    Song Nanqiao slowly got up from the bed and stepped on the floor with her bare feet, trying not to make a sound.

     Picking up the pen and paper on the table, Song Nanqiao wrote a sentence to Wen Wenyao: I'll go back first, you have a good rest, see you at school.

    When leaving, Song Nanqiao did not turn on the lights, felt the darkness, and walked to the window.

    With the help of the system, go down from the window, and now the servants of the Wen family may only get up, and the safety is very high.

    "So sleepy...I only slept four hours."

    Song Nanqiao yawned, this was the only time she slept so late, and when she went out at four o'clock, the shops on the street didn't open, and she didn't dare to go home, and there was no place to stay.

    After leaving Wen's house, the cold wind from the street blew on Song Nanqiao's face.

    The cold Song Nanqiao trembled.

    Song Nanqiao ran around the park twice, using this time to start exercising her body and polishing her time.

    "By the way, you all slept together yesterday. What are you going to do next?"

    The system has been observing the emotions of the two people last night. From last night, it seems that Song Nanqiao is now willing to get close to Wen Wenyao.

    Have you already liked it.

    "I just have a good impression, and I don't know if it's because of your 100% match, or because the heroine is too good-looking. In short, I have a good impression, but I can't say love."

    "Then you still hug her and treat her so well."

    "Out of my instinct, even if it is an ordinary friend, I will hug her when the other party is so sad."

    Song Nanqiao has never done anything to Wen Wenyao beyond the rules, that is, simply holding hands and hugging, even when they are together with the bed, they keep a distance.

    "If the heroine confesses to you, will you reject her?"

    The system asked the point.

    The relationship between the two feels very ambiguous now. If Song Nanqiao does not agree, Wen Wenyao will be very sad.

    "I don't know."

    She really doesn't know, it is true that she has a good impression, but she is not ready for love.

    "Oh, scumbag."

    “…”

    She is not

    I won't think about it for now. Last night she made a promise to the heroine. At that time, she told Wen Wenyao that as long as Wen Wenyao didn't want to, she would not let her go.

    Song Nanqiao needs to calm down now and think about the countermeasures carefully.

    She is going to apply for homeschooling with the head teacher, and she will take the exam by herself during the big exam.

    You can go in and out of the school at any time, and you can choose the class time, so you can greatly facilitate yourself, and you can start a business while developing your studies.

    Even if she can only sleep three or four hours a day, let herself develop as soon as possible.

    After Song Nanqiao was tired from running, he sat on the bench in the park. It is now 5:30 and it is not so cold.

    Song Nanqiao went to a restaurant that was already open.

    Ordered some breakfast and sat in the shop with heaters, much better.

    After a while, a bowl of hot noodles was brought over, with a few drops of oil on the white soup base. Although it was a simple bowl of noodles, it was at least warm.

    After Song Nanqiao ate it, she only felt warm in her stomach, and slowly her body became warmer.

    The school gate should be open now, and you can go in for morning class.

    "I'll tell him when the head teacher comes over."

    After class this morning, it's the class teacher's class.

    "It's early, you're the first."

    The security had just opened the door when Song Nanqiao arrived. It was still before dawn, and when the cold wind blew, even an adult man felt cold, let alone a girl of seventeen or eighteen.

    "Thank you."

    Song Nanqiao beckoned to him and entered the school. Now the resident students still have a few minutes to get up. They go to the classroom first, take out their textbooks, and the day's study life begins again.

    Early reading class passed quickly, after class, Song Nanqiao went to the office of the director.

    The head teacher is a man in his forties who teaches physics.

    "Anything?"

    The head teacher sipped the hot tea, looked at Song Nanqiao in a hurry, and asked.

    "I want to apply for part-time home study, I can choose the class time by myself, and I will take the test again during the big test."

    "What?"

    After hearing this request, the head teacher obviously did not respond. There are students who apply to study at home, but they have never chosen to enter the school freely. There is no such precedent in school, and Song Nanqiao is doing well in school, why did he suddenly have such an idea.

    "I've made a plan, you don't have to worry about your grades."

    "You are steadily rising in school now, and it is very likely that you will become a big dark horse in the half-term exam. If you suddenly make big changes like this, it will affect your grades."

    "No, I have my senses."

    It seems that Song Nanqiao is determined.

    "In the top 20 of the grade in the half-term exam, I agree. If I fail the exam, I will stay in school honestly."

    Now that Song Nanqiao can get 650 in the exam, the head teacher expects her to win and enter Class A directly. If Song Nanqiao has this strength, he will naturally respect her.

    "Okay."

    This is easy.

    When Song Nanqiao went out of the office, he had more and more motivation to study hard.

    "Song Nanqiao!"

    Suddenly, Song Nanqiao heard someone calling his name.

    I turned around and saw that it was Luo Lemon, the girl was wearing an apricot coat and a long skirt, looking sunny and waving at her.

    Seeing that he turned his head, he trotted over with a box in his hand.

    "Anything?"

    "I brought some fruit and I didn't finish it. I'll bring you some."

    Luo Lemon handed the box to Song Nanqiao, Song Nanqiao opened it and saw that it was full of peeled fruits, neatly arranged, and all the freshest.

    Song Nanqiao swallowed first, then frowned.

    The fruit is very fresh, it doesn't look like it's left over after eating, but it looks like it can be prepared, and the price of this kind of fruit should not be cheap.

    To be honest, she kind of wanted to eat…

    After crossing over, I rarely eat such good fruit. And it's all to my liking.

    But she didn't know Luo Lemon's intention, she was a little reluctant to accept such a good thing suddenly.

    "Forget it...I don't really want to eat it right now."

    Song Nanqiao tried to struggle and resist the temptation of delicious food.

    "Pfft, sister, I can see that you really want to eat it, go on, I can't finish it, I will throw it away if you don't want it."

    Song Nanqiao's expressions just now were all seen by her. Sure enough, my sister is a person with a bottom line.

    "Um... well."

    Everyone said this for the sake of it, Song Nanqiao hesitated for a while, and then took it.

    "But can you not call me sister?"

    "Why?"

    Luo Lemon widened his eyes and asked curiously.

    "Because I don't really like that name right now."

    I used to think it was nothing, but because of Wen Wenyao, Song Nanqiao took this title seriously and couldn't call it casually.

    Feel a sense of intimacy beyond friends.

    "Okay..."

    The girl lost her low-key head, but she recovered soon, and cheered up to say goodbye to Song Nanqiao.

    "Then I'll go first."

    "Okay."

    Song Nanqiao also waved back to Luo Lemon.

    Suddenly, Song Nanqiao felt a gaze staring at her, very strong and obvious.

    But only for a moment.

    I looked around subconsciously, as if nothing happened.

    Is it my own illusion?