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——It's over...

This was the only thought that flashed through Cheng Ran's mind when he saw Song Yan looking at him.

Everyone in class 11, senior three, has never been so excited and gossip. Every pair of eyes is shining with the desire to know, and their eyes are focused on the last row of the classroom.

Under everyone's substantive gazes, he listened bravely and took a deep look at the girl in front of him.

It's a little girl from the track and field team, and he's in the same main event as high jump.With the kindness of a senior senior, Cheng Ran will also mention a few words during her training.

For a moment, Cheng Ran felt shamelessly that his kindness had fed the dog——

——You think that your public confession is very affectionate and righteous, but after this terrible operation of yours, you may not see such a lovely me tomorrow.

——Then what... liking me is not a reason to hurt me...

"I like senior Cheng Ran, senior, please date me." With unnatural flushing at the base of her ears, this normally tough girl bowed deeply at ninety degrees.

For a while, the entire senior year (11) class was silent, and then, unaware that the dog thief started to applaud, the clapping clapping brought thunderous applause from the entire classroom.

Students from other classes passing by fetching water glanced at the classroom curiously.

Cheng Ran wished he could die on the spot... Taking a deep breath to soothe his heart that was about to stop beating, he helped the little girl to take her outside, and planned to have a clear explanation with her alone.

He didn't expect that he just went out with his front feet, and he was yelling desperately at his back feet: "Brother Cheng! You lead the girl and walk slowly!"

Cheng Ran twitched the corner of his mouth, let go of the hand holding the girl, and signaled her to tell him to go to the stairs with his eyes.

"Sorry, we won't be together."

"How do you know it's not suitable if you haven't even tried it?"

——Cheng Ran was all focused on the ancestor in the classroom, and he felt a headache from the bottom of his heart after hearing this routine that couldn't be changed.

But out of politeness to the girl, he still answered, and tried his best not to hurt the girl's heart with what he said: "Yan Jialing, you look like a pretty girl, there's really no need to like me. Look at me... ..." Cheng Ran quickly searched and fabricated his own shortcomings in his mind, forcing himself to be "unworthy" of the persona, but his inherently shameless attributes changed the taste of the confession, "My grades are so poor, when I was a sophomore in high school I have been at the end of the whole year, although I have made great progress in the third year of high school, I have been stable in the top [-] of the grade; I am not particularly good-looking, although I can barely be regarded as an upper-middle level among the crowd; um... the others seem to be There's nothing wrong with that..."

Yan Jialing: "..."

She obviously didn't accept this mess of reasons, and she analyzed methodically: "I'm looking for a boyfriend, not a male god, as long as he's handsome, as long as I like it; academic performance is even less of a problem, and I'm not looking for a male god." A senior will give me extra lessons, and there is no strict requirement on the grades of the subject, if I get good grades, I won't chase you, I will chase Song Xueshen instead."

The little girl blinked at Cheng Ran to show that these words were all from her heart.

However, classmate Cheng Ran didn't seem to be convinced, but lowered his eyes to look at her with deep meaning.

——Little friend, if you really dare to chase him, then I'm afraid I won't be able to carry out ideological education with you here in peace, and I will pick you up and break your leg directly.

"Okay, I can't say enough about you." Cheng Ran stared at the little girl in front of him for a while, his expression was still calm, but his tone became serious, "You confess to me, express your love for me, I still feel a little Happy. But this is not the reason we are going to be together, I can only say that I am very grateful for the wrong love-in fact, any girl who comes to confess to me, I should refuse, because-"

"I have a favorite person."

"I like it very much, I like it very much. I will always like it."

……

Song Yan sat on the seat with a book spread out in front of him.

Then he read a book with his eyes downcast and his face paralyzed.

The "Do not approach strangers and do not disturb idlers" mode is automatically turned on.

Even Huang He, who was sitting in front, moved his chair forward sensibly, for fear that the coldness of the god of learning would affect him.

But obviously, at this moment, even though the book stand was in front of him, Song Yan couldn't read a single word.

I just can't read a single word, and my mind is empty, there is not a single punctuation mark in it.

He suddenly realized that Cheng Ran was no longer the snotty naughty boy across from his house.

The young man's figure was stretched out, his facial features were also stretched out, and his skin was the color of wheat that was brewed on the sports field all year round.

I have to admit that it is indeed unspeakably attractive.

He also realized for the first time that the post-it notes and even love letters that Cheng Ran pulled out from the drawer every day were all girls' appreciation and admiration.

It was also the first time he realized that more and more little girls would like his Cheng Ran.

His Cheng Ran is gentle, kind, optimistic, and can warm everything around him like a little sun. Who doesn't like it?

This is a complex emotion.

——like, I really want to show you my beautiful pencil, to let you know what a good pencil I am; but I don't want to show you, because I think this pencil "has always been my of".

……

Cheng Ran shamelessly followed Song Yan to his house, euphemistically saying "learn together and make progress together".

Song Yan watched the fool jumping up and down beside him with a cold face, and unmoved, he took out the exercises and pencil case to do homework.

"Hey, Xiao Yan, do you know? There is a new Ferris wheel in the west of the city, and it is already open. Let's go together after the holiday." Cheng Ran was in high spirits. "There will be a fireworks show on New Year's Eve, and we can watch it from the Ferris wheel."

"Ferris wheel?" Song Yan looked up, "What are you doing there?"

"Because the Ferris wheel is one of the top ten holy places for couples to date."

"Did Yan Jialing not ask you out? Do you still need to find another companion?"

There was a sour smell in the air.

"I told her that I have someone I like." Cheng Ran pinched his chin and turned his head around, staring into his eyes and said earnestly, "I will like someone for a lifetime."

"..." Song Yan's sour logic was muddled by this sentence, he just stared blankly at the little ruffian in front of him playing hooliganism on him, and after a while he realized that his face was flushed, and he choked out a sentence for a long time , "Why are you talking to her about this?"

Cheng Ran didn't let go of Song Yan's hand on his chin, he suddenly moved closer, and Song Yan could even see his little self reflected in the opponent's dark brown pupils.

"There's nothing shameful, so I'll just say it." His warm breath fell on his face, and his tone seemed to be genuinely puzzled, "Xiao Yan, are you shy?"

Song Yan shook off the evil hand on his chin, and glanced at someone who was smirking with indifference.

—— "Do your homework."

then.

The fireworks show is wonderful.

It was so beautiful that the two teenagers were holding hands, and they never let go all night.

"What is love?"

Song Yan thought, he propped his head and looked out the window, the sky was slowly getting dark.

A bright moon rose, and he smiled.

Love is, even if you see a beautiful moon, you still want to know——

On the first night after quarreling with his mother, he sat in his room writing the review outline, thinking about what happened during the day.

I regretted using such a strong tone, but I really didn't regret everything I said.

Just thinking about it, the phone rang.

He picked it up, and it was a familiar voice——

"Listen to me, go to the window and look, there is a moon. It's very big and bright."

Song Yan got out of bed, put on slippers, and came to the balcony with a rustle.

He looked up and was dazzled by the bright and beautiful planet.

He heard Cheng Ran mutter: "The moonlight is really beautiful, tonight."

——The moonlight is so beautiful tonight.

Song Yan suddenly thought of Natsume Soseki's classic translation - this is simply a holy sentence in the confession world, so classic that even if you don't know Japanese literature, you will hear it.

But as rough as Cheng Ran, he must really not have such thoughts.

He suddenly thought of teasing Cheng Ran: "Can I think this is your confession to me?"

Cheng Ran raised his head and looked at the same moon as him a few kilometers away. His answer came out without thinking, because he always agreed with Song Yan's choice: "It is possible, but... huh? What did you say?" ?”

"Cheng Ran," Song Yan interrupted him, with an uncontrollable smile in his usually calm voice, "it's nothing."

He really couldn't help laughing out loud, and through the receiver, Cheng Ran even felt a slight vibration in his chest.

The smiling person said: "Actually, I also think that the moonlight is very beautiful."

But the idiot here's brain froze, and he asked again stupidly: "Eh? What? Xiaoyan, can you say it again?"

"..."

Someone couldn't stop laughing.

His voice became extremely indifferent again, and he muttered——

"... Cheng Ran, you idiot."

I never regret not being with you yesterday.

Of course I won't regret not being with you today.

Because we will definitely have countless tomorrows together.

The author has something to say:

This chapter is so messy that I can hardly read it myself orz...

Sketching still occupies 90.00% of my beautiful college life. [-]...

In addition, the exam week is approaching, every time I pass by the complex building, I want to take the elevator to the top floor and then freely fall freely...

——Only red bean cakes at the east gate of the school, fruits, dried plums, dried vegetables, meat pies, bridge rice noodles, yellow stewed chicken, rice, small taro balls, and roasted fairy grass can make me want to live...