You Are My Entire World

Shen Mochen frowned, raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist. This would have passed school time long ago, and it's time for Peaches to come by now. After thinking for a while, I finally put the workbook on the table into the school bag and packed up the other books. Shen Mochen carried the school bag to the building of the first day.

The lights in several classrooms downstairs had long been turned off. Speaking of which, the students who were willing to study on their own at the first day were really few. Shen Mochen frowned and looked at the empty classroom. He stepped up the speed to the third floor.

When I walked to the door of the classroom in the first and second classes, the lights of Peach's class were still on. Shen Mochen let out a sigh of relief and went straight into Peach's classroom.

The classroom was actually empty, and only Peaches was sitting restlessly in his seat.

"Why don't you go?" Shen Mochen walked up to her, grabbed her schoolbag on the table, was about to turn around and left, and heard Peaches whispered in a crying voice: "Wait."

"What's wrong?" Shen Mochen heard something wrong in her voice and walked back to her, looking at her.

Peach's watery eyes seemed to be a little bit of tears flashing, usually a rosy little face on weekdays, today it looks particularly pale, and the cherry-like small mouth is not **** at the moment.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Shen Mochen reached out and gently touched her forehead. Her body temperature was normal, and she didn't have fever.

"It's not...I...I..." Peach looked a little embarrassed, groaning without knowing how to speak, and then glancing at Shen Mochen's puzzled expression, Peach finally struggled to bow his head and whispered: "My one is here..."

There was silence between the two.

Peach lowered her head and dared not look at Shen Mochen. The pale face was already a shame.

"Oh." Shen Mochen's low voice sounded faintly, as if to calm Peach's uneasiness at once.

Peach suddenly handed over a school uniform, Shen Mochen's coat.

"Tie it, block it." Shen Mochen's expression was very plain, and there was no embarrassment on Peach's face.

Peach hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and took Shen Mochen's school uniform, tied it around his waist, blocking the traces that had been printed.

"Let's go." Shen Mochen reached out his hand and took peach's cold little hand.

The warmth passed from the palm of her hand made Peach's uneasiness gradually subside. She looked up at Shen Mochen, who was only wearing a thin brown sweater in his school uniform. It is now the early spring, and the weather has not completely warmed up. Morning and evening the temperature is still very cold.

"Aren't you cold?" Peach looked at him a little unbearably.

"Well." Shen Mochen only responded faintly without saying anything.

Well, is it cold or not?

Peach began to think about this ambiguous answer again, just looking at the back of Shen Mochen’s silent ride, and then felt the coldness of the spring wind blowing on him. Peach reached out and gently hugged Shen Mochen’s waist, turning himself 'S little face was attached to his back.

Suddenly feeling the warmth from his back, Shen Mochen's figure paused a little, and a slight smile smiled on the corners of his lips, riding slowly towards the direction of his home.

At the door of the house, Peach hurriedly jumped from the back seat of the bicycle and hurriedly entered the house without even saying hello.