During the evening self-study, Jiang Suichu had been distracted, and all the images in his mind were in the water room.
Lu Zhinian hugged her tightly with his arms, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and spoke in a tolerant and aggrieved tone.
He said he was jealous.
envy…
Her eyes were distracted and she didn't know where she was looking, but the pen in her hand unconsciously wrote these two words.
What are you jealous of? She didn't dare to think deeply or ask. The school bell rang, waking up the voice-activated light in the water room.
The moment the lights came on, she pushed him away and ran away in panic.
The place where the pulse beat at the wrist was chaotic.
It seems that something is different.
"Sui Sui, Sui Sui." Liang Yi called her several times but didn't respond.
Liang noticed that she was in a daze and reached out to push her arm, "Sui Sui?"
Jiang Suchu's hand holding the pen made a heavy mark on the notebook. She came back to her senses and looked at Liang Yi.
"Ah, what's wrong?"
"get out of class is over." Liang Yi glanced at her draft book, frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? I see you've been in a daze throughout class."
She had never seen Jiang Suichu distracted in class. Even in self-study classes, he did his homework seriously.
Jiang Suchu bit his lower lip, lowered his eyes and put the cap on his pen, and said, "No...nothing."
"This question is too difficult. There are some parts I can't understand."
On Jiang Suichu's desk was the mathematics paper for this month's monthly exam. On the last big question, only Lu Zhinian in the school got a perfect score.
The math teacher didn't know how many times he praised Lu Zhinian in class.
Liang Yi said: "Didn't Lu Zhinian get full marks? You can ask him."
Jiang Suichu was packing his schoolbag and hesitated, saying, "...Hmm."
Liang Yi packed up his schoolbag and waved to her: "I'll leave now. See you next week."
Jiang Suichu smiled lightly and said, "Well, see you next week."
Jiang Suichu, who never liked making people wait, seemed extra lazy today, slowly loading books into his schoolbag but not getting up.
When Lu Zhinian went downstairs, he didn't see Jiang Suichu at the top of the stairs, and his heart tightened.
Liang Yi happened to be passing by at this time, and she took the initiative to say hello to Lu Zhinian.
Lu Zhinian nodded and asked, "Is Jiang Suichu gone?"
Liang Yi said: "No, she is still in the classroom."
Lu Zhinian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that she was still there.
Liang Yi glanced at Lu Zhinian hesitantly. She didn't know if it was her imagination. She seemed to see a hint of nervousness in Lu Zhinian's eyes just now, and she felt relieved when Jiang Suchu was still there after she finished speaking.
After the two said goodbye, Lu Zhinian walked towards the first classroom.
As soon as he stood at the door of the classroom, the rest of the class looked over unconsciously. Only Jiang Suichu, with a gloomy expression, stuffed books into his schoolbag one by one.
Lu Zhinian stood at the door for a long time, but she didn't notice him.
Jiang Suchu was packing his schoolbag empty-handedly, when suddenly a shadow fell above his head. She looked up and saw Lu Zhinian in a clean school uniform standing in front of her desk, looking down at her.
She was stunned and forgot to speak for a moment.
Lu Zhinian looked at her dull look, raised his lower lip, and asked her, "Have you packed it up?"
"Oh...ok...ok." Jiang Suichu quickly lowered his head, zipped up his schoolbag and stood up.
When Jiang Suichu stood up and wanted to put his schoolbag on his back, he actually didn't lift it up for a while.
Um?
She glanced at her schoolbag and her eyes widened silently. When did she pack so many books?
The zipper of the schoolbag is almost open.
Ahhhh! ! !
How about taking some out, no, no, it would be too embarrassing to take it out in front of him now.
Lu Zhinian looked at her stagnant movements and the unpredictable expressions on her face, chuckled and rubbed the tip of his nose.
"Does your class have a lot of homework?"
"Ah?" Jiang Suchu was stunned, then nodded casually and said, "Yes... yes, the teacher left a lot of homework."
"Oh~" Lu Zhinian nodded seriously, with a smirk on his lips and said, "The PE teacher also left homework?"
He just saw her stuffing "Sports and Health" into her schoolbag.
ha?
Jiang Suchu looked at him with a blank look in his big eyes.
Lu Zhinian raised his hand and scratched his brow bone and said, "I think you seem to have put "Sports and Health" in your schoolbag."
Jiang Suchu:…………! ! !
She had just been thinking about what he did in the water room. How could she remember what books she had packed?
He did it on purpose.
Jiang Suichu glared at him and said without changing his expression: "Why, it can't be done?"
She put her schoolbag on her thigh, held the strap of the schoolbag with one hand, then pushed it up with her knees, holding the schoolbag in her arms.
After saying that, I ignored him and walked towards the back door of the classroom without looking back.
Lu Zhinian was a little amused when he saw her struggling to hold her schoolbag. After a few steps, he chased after her, grabbed the schoolbag from her arms, and carried it in his hand.
Jiang Suchu's arms were empty. She looked sideways at him and tried to grab it with a serious face: "Give it to me."
Lu Zhinian changed his hand and held it on the other side, preventing her from succeeding. Then he walked a little closer to her, tilted his head and looked at her a bit shamelessly.
"No."
…
Jiang Suichu glanced at him and said indifferently: "Forget it if you don't give it to me, then you can just carry it."
He was the one who suffered anyway.
Jiang Suchu quickened his pace, put a little distance away from him, and hurriedly walked ahead.
Lu Zhinian looked at her angry back and curled his lips, followed her with his schoolbag and called her.
"Sui Sui."
She kept walking and ignored him.
"Princess Sui Sui?"
Jiang Suchu stopped for a moment, turned around and glared at him, turned around without saying anything and continued walking forward.
Lu Zhinian chuckled, followed her with his schoolbag, and stood side by side with her.
"Piggy." His clear and pleasant voice wafted in the wind.
Jiang Suchu unconsciously responded, "Yeah."
"You are not allowed to call Zhang Yang brother from now on."
Jiang Suchu paused in his steps and turned his head to meet his gaze.
She thought his words were a bit strange and asked him: "How much older is he than us? Why don't we call him brother?"
Lu Zhinian choked, turned his head uncomfortably, and muttered: "Then I'm older than you, and I've never seen you call me that."
"Huh?" Jiang Suchu was a little amused by his complaints and said, "Please, you are only about a month older than me."
At this time, Lu Zhinian was completely different from the usual cold and dignified Lu Zhinian. He was like a child with a temper.
He said dissatisfiedly: "One month is still big."
Jiang Suchu thought to himself, if you hadn't been born prematurely, you might still be younger than me, and you would have to call me sister.
But she didn't want to argue with him, she just turned her head and looked at him, "You really want to be my brother?"
Lu Zhinian, who had never said bad words, couldn't help but cursed in his heart.
Who the hell wants to be your brother?
But Jiang Suchu shook his head helplessly and said in a coaxing tone: "Okay, okay, I'll satisfy you."
Then she cleared her throat and looked at him with bright eyes.
A soft, moist sound.
"A Nian...brother."
At that moment, the wind blew.
Lu Zhinian was stunned, as if there was an electric current passing through his fingertips, straight to his heart, and finally to his brain.
'Bang' sound.
Flowers exploded in my mind.
Jiang Sui was brave for a while, but felt embarrassed after calling him out. She was blushing terribly, but fortunately it was dark under the tree, so she couldn't see clearly.
She coughed a few times, looked away helplessly and continued walking forward.
Lu Zhinian came to his senses and immediately followed her, one step behind her.
At night, under the tall and dense locust trees, street lamps are hidden in the leaves, pouring light onto the ground.
The boy followed the girl, and the evening breeze blew up, lifting the corners of their clothes.
Wrapped in the wind are tacit secrets.
