3 shaku

"Ha——" Song Shu woke up suddenly, and the throbbing pain in her heart came from a dream to reality. She bit her pale lips and took a few deep breaths before suppressing the sense of panic.

Just now, I had a nightmare.

The lights in the living room have been turned off, and only the movie on the TV is still playing, which is "My Fair Lady" starring Audrey Hepburn. The alternating light on the screen is projected on the floor, cold and silent, becoming the only light source at the moment.

Song Shu embraced the quilt and sat up from the sofa. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with one hand and groped around with the other. Finally, she found her mobile phone in the corner of the sofa and checked the time.

At 02:30 in the morning, the crabapple flowers had not yet bloomed.

The tense nerves relaxed, she grasped the drowsiness of fleeing in a hurry, pulled the quilt over her head, and fell back into the sofa to fall asleep deeply.

The next morning, Song Shu had breakfast at home before going out slowly.Tonghua High School is not far from her rented apartment, and it takes half an hour to walk there.

Before seven o'clock, there were few people on the street, the lights were dim, and there were not many cars.

Song Shu strolled under the gray-blue sky, she was alone in the world, which gave her a sense of nothingness that she would disappear at the end of the road at any time.

It wasn't until the unique girls' dormitory building of Tonghua High School came into view as the gradually brightening sky came into view that she realized that she was almost at school.

She glanced over, not far away, a figure had just walked into the school gate, even if she was familiar with it, she could still recognize it as Shen Xizhou at a glance.

Subconsciously, she took a few quick steps and stepped into the deserted school. The person walking in front was as tall as a Yang, with a tall and straight figure.

Song Shu moved his lips and called out: "Xizhou, good morning."

Shen Xizhou stopped and looked back at her with surprise in his eyes: "Good morning, teacher."

She turned to ask with concern: "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Song Shu was taken aback, she hadn't slept well for a long time, and when she usually went out, she would carefully cover up the bruises under her eyes with foundation.

She concealed it well, and those who don't know the details don't know how bad her sleep quality is. Only Shen Xizhou can see through her disguise at a glance.

She blinked her eyes and said jokingly: "Yeah, are my dark circles heavy?"

"No." Shen Xizhou shook his head, and didn't ask her why she didn't sleep well.

In the morning and in the middle of the night, people are both fragile and real, and they have not had time to draw a mask and put on shackles for themselves.

Song Shu looked tired at the moment, with a cold sense of alienation, even if he smiled at her, his eyes were still full of loneliness, and he was completely different from the approachable woman yesterday.

It's just that Shen Xizhou can't say these words.

"Is the plum cake delicious?" Song Shu changed the subject naturally, walking on her left, at a leisurely pace.

Shen Xizhou looked at her and said seriously: "It's delicious, everyone likes it very much, thank you teacher."

Caught off guard by thanking her, Song Shu teased her: "What about you? Do you like it?"

There was clearly no difference, Shen Xizhou narrowed her phoenix eyes and smiled warmly: "Of course I like it."

"Teacher, where is your office?"

If she didn't ask her this way, Song Shu would have forgotten about it. She thought of something, and said in a hesitant tone, "I only moved to the office in the afternoon."

Her things are temporarily stored in an empty classroom. There are several cardboard boxes in total, nothing more than books and trivial objects. Only this afternoon, she can get the office key assigned by the school.

Shen Xizhou didn't miss her tight and loose eyebrows, and she was very aware of being a class representative: "Are there a lot of things? I'll help you move them after school, and let's identify the office by the way."

What she said was reasonable, and Song Shu did not refuse her proposal, "Okay, wait for me in Building G 201 this afternoon."

They chatted a little more, and finally parted at the door of the class.

After school in the afternoon, Song Shu really saw Shen Xizhou in Building G 201.

She took off her school uniform jacket and wore a navy blue turtleneck sweater, which made her neck look more slender.The developing breasts are slightly visible, the curvaceous waist is retracted, and the whole person reveals a sense of deserted abstinence.

"Teacher?" Shen Xizhou's beautiful eyes turned around with soft eyes.

Song Shu's heart was beating fast, her ears were hot, and she let out an uncomfortable "hmm", annoyed at the beauty/attraction, and then looked at the cardboard box on the ground, her eyebrows twitched.

There are not many boxes, but they are heavy.

Almost all of them were large hardcover books. She asked others to move them to the school gate yesterday afternoon, and then asked the security guards to help move them in.

She was going to move from the second floor to the fourth floor in a while, and there were only Shen Xizhou and her. She regretted that she had promised too readily in the morning, and that Shen Xizhou would be troubled later.

She hesitated: "Should I get a few more people to come over? The box is too heavy."

"They all went home." Today is Friday, school is over early, and there is no need for late self-study, everyone is eager to return home, and not many people want to stay in school after class.

"Where do you want to move the box?" While speaking, Shen Xizhou easily lifted a box of books without changing his expression.

Song Shu was afraid that her arms would be sore from lifting for a long time, so he quickly picked up a stack of materials and led the way, "Fourth floor."

The office allocated to Song Shu by the school is very small, but because she is the only one to use it, it looks a bit empty.

Shen Xizhou ran up and down a few times, and within a short time, she had already moved all the cardboard boxes upstairs, "Okay, nothing else was left behind."

Song Shu, who barely had time to do anything, looked at the man who was not out of breath, and said in a surprised tone, "Aren't you tired?"

Even though Shen Xizhou doesn't look weak, he doesn't look like a strong and powerful person.

Shen Xizhou's phoenix eyes moved slightly, and she patiently explained to Song Shu: "I practiced martial arts since I was a child. When I was only nine years old, I needed to carry [-] kilograms of stones in each hand and run five kilometers back and forth to exercise my arm strength every morning."

"Later, I left Songhe Martial Arts Academy, and I never missed training at home."

The implication is that this weight is nothing to worry about.

The history of Songhe Martial Arts Academy can be traced back to the former dynasty, and there have been many famous masters in the martial arts circle.

Shen Xizhou was sent to Songhe Wuyuan when she was four years old. While practicing martial arts in the Wuyuan, she also had to study the content of elementary school compulsory education. When she was 12 years old, she had to take the junior high school entrance examination, and she officially left Songhe Wuyuan.

This "wu" is definitely not the "wu" of dancing. While surprised, Song Shu still wanted to make sure. She asked, "Wu of martial arts?"

She has heard a little about Songhe Wuyuan. Two years ago, the history and stories about Songhe Wuyuan were still popular on the Internet for a while.

For a long time, few families are willing to send their girls to practice martial arts, because they always think that women are born delicate and delicate, they can't suffer, and practicing martial arts is not elegant.

In fact, practicing dance is no less difficult than practicing martial arts. In the final analysis, gender prejudice is too deep.

"Well, yes." Shen Xizhou has won awards in national competitions more than once. This winter vacation, she just finished the group arena and won the championship of the junior group.

Song Shu thoughtfully looked at her arm wrapped under the sweater, so that there was no trace of a martial artist at all, she asked curiously: "Then do you have any muscles in your arm?"

"You want to see?" Shen Xizhou smiled lightly, making a gesture to roll up his sleeves.

The lines of her arms are full of strength and beauty. In summer, she wears short sleeves to show her arms. Friends who play well like to touch a few.

"No, no, no." Anyway, sooner or later, she would see that Song Shu was in a good mood. She leaned against the desk beside her, her smile deepened, and she said softly, "You are really young and romantic."

"How can I reach a beautiful woman?" Shen Xizhou responded fluently, and she raised her hand to wipe away a drop of sweat that had slipped from her forehead to her eyes.

Song Shu noticed the thin sweat on her white forehead, "Don't wipe it with your hands, I'll find a tissue."

She moved around, but accidentally knocked over the document box on the table, and the papers in it were scattered all over the floor.

Shen Xizhou immediately knelt down to pick up the paper, Song Shu followed her movements and lowered his head, only seeing the girl's soft hair and fair face.

She forgot to help for a moment, paused for a moment, and then opened her lips and said, "Shen Xizhou."

Shen Xizhou raised her chin slightly, her beautiful phoenix eyes were half closed, and her loose long hair was softly hanging on her chest, making her look even more gentle.

She looked at Song Shu, who had an unclear expression, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

The narrowness in Song Shu's eyes was not concealed: "Is there another person named Shen Nanfeng in your family?"

The south wind knows what I want, blowing dreams to Xizhou.

The tip of Shen Xizhou's tongue lightly licked her lower lip. She was a beautiful girl with red lips and white teeth. It was midsummer white porcelain lying with crushed ice and red plums, cooling her mouth.

Song Shu was a little startled, and only heard the girl write lightly: "That's my sister's name."

The author has something to say: When I was young, I really wanted to learn Taekwondo, but my family refused because it was not a ladylike thing to learn for a girl, and I didn’t like dancing, so I didn’t learn anything since I was a child, only reading novels up.

But it is really important for girls to learn a few self-defense techniques, and they will definitely have to learn them when they have time in the future.