follow my heart

Went to bed early yesterday, and Meng Buqing woke up naturally before six o'clock.She turned over and tried to continue to sleep, but the complex formula written by the professor on the blackboard yesterday floated in her head.

Meng Buqing turned over again, trying to drive away the sense of crisis that she didn't understand the class.

Her over-the-line grades last semester were the result of a period of serious work, and she didn't stop studying completely like she did recently.

If this continues, the mid-term will be fixed.

Meng Buqing couldn't sleep, and finally got up to wash.He took a piece of bread he bought last night and went into the study, closed the door, and prepared to learn to learn secretly.

The light blue curtains are half open, the sun has not yet risen, and the sky is gray.

She opened the window, and the breeze brought in the cool pre-dawn air.

The textbooks were opened, and the works of mathematics masters were opened as reference books. Various draft papers were prepared, and Meng Buqing sat at the desk and patiently deduced the formula.

Her study is small, but the solid wood desk is large.

Long and square, like the dining table of ordinary people.

Because she doesn't like storage, she likes to dump all the things in her schoolbag on the table since she was a child. The test papers are stacked on the textbooks, and the textbooks are stacked on the homework. It is messy, so my father asked someone to use good wood to make such a big one for my daughter who is still a primary school student. The desk is convenient for her to pile things freely.

It is also a beautiful name, the more messy the desk is, the more promising the child will be in the future.

This table is very suitable in the study room of the villa, but now it is a little crowded.In order to move in the door, someone had to dismantle the table legs and reassemble them.

Fortunately, her study room doesn't need anything other than tables, chairs and small bookcases.

Meng Buqing flipped through several books and studied carefully, but he still got stuck on some unintelligible questions for a while.She sent a message to her classmates to ask.

Thinking it was still early, everyone should still be asleep.

She chose two people to ask, and they both answered in seconds.

After Meng Buqing wrote down the main points, he asked again: [Why are you already up? ]

Zuo Xiaoyun: [I didn't understand yesterday's class, and I dreamed that I was going to fail the exam, so I woke up with a fright! ]

Zhang Ming: [The homework assigned by Mr. Gao has some things that we don’t know, and we are all studying in the dormitory. ]

Meng Buqing laughed happily, and the tense heartstrings suddenly let go of most of them.

She put down her phone and continued to study by herself.

Although everyone can't, don't be too nervous, but she must have made much more progress than them.

very strange.Originally, after attending his father's funeral, Meng Buqing was skipping classes and wandering around playing around. He really felt that it didn't matter whether he had a degree or whether he could get a diploma.

But starting from the examination of ancient Chinese culture, the obsession in her heart of a scumbag who "can't fail the subject" still recovered automatically.

Up to now, I have started to study again.

The desk was facing the window, until the light of early dawn appeared on the horizon, the sun rose little by little, and reflected in, making her eyesight a little hard to open.

Meng Buqing got up and drew the curtains to cover the glare.

Only then did I react, it was too late.

She stretched, looked at the notes with satisfaction, and temporarily put an end to her study for today.

Gotta cook fast.

Meng Buqing went to work in the kitchen, washing and chopping vegetables and cooking them.At the end of the busy day, I realized that the special roommate upstairs was already holding the computer and sat down obediently.

She stood in the kitchen, looking out through the glass door.

Ji Wan tapped the keyboard from time to time, as if she was revising some document, often with a blank expression on her face, but occasionally she would smile slightly.Meng Buqing was curious about what she was writing.

"It's time to eat." Meng Buqing called her.

Ji Wan raised her eyes, with a smile that hadn't disappeared in her eyes, she raised her lips and nodded, "Okay."

Meng Buqing: "Take a break for two hours after eating, and then we'll go to the gym."

The smile on Ji Wan's face froze a bit.

"..."

—

Two hours passed.

Ji Wan was urged to change into the jacket she was going out with. The fluffy lambswool jacket, stitched with white and brown, looked extraordinarily young and cute.

Meng Buqing was wearing a simple black long padded jacket with his hands in his pockets.The appearance of striding forward is both loose and unrestrained.

She is also taller than Ji Wan.

Looking at it from a distance, there is no age difference between the two.

Seeing the elevator door open, the young lady sitting at the counter hurriedly stood up with a smile on her face.After recognizing Meng Buqing, he helped her swipe the card and asked in a greeting, "Are you classmates?"

Meng Buqing, who took back the card and turned to walk forward, stopped when he heard the words.

Ji Wan, who was following her, bumped into her back just like that.Her face rubbed against her low ponytail, and the light and cold mint mixed with fruity sweetness penetrated into her nostrils.

... what shampoo.

It smells so good.

Meng Buqing turned around, first confirmed that she was not hurt by the bump, and then raised her hand to touch the top of her hair.Said to others in a natural tone: "She is my sister."

Ji Wan: "..."

After she was astonished, she just felt angry and funny, and wanted to scold her, but couldn't find the right words for a long time.

The tip of her nose seemed to still be lingering with the fragrance of her hair.

"Sister, you should go in." Meng Buqing lowered his head, with a teasing tone.

His hand brushed her cheek again.

Ji Wan was startled, and held her breath slightly.It took half a beat to react.

She was just smoothing her hair.

"..."

Ji Wan passed Meng Buqing and strode in.Stand on the treadmill you used before, press the start hard, then increase the slope, and walk at the speed of the track.

Meng Buqing followed and stood on the treadmill next to her.

After thinking about it, I came down again.

Staring at Ji Wan with a smile, he asked, "Why are you so stern and angry when you call your sister? I'm sorry, I won't dare next time, Teacher Ji——"

There was a smile in her eyes, but her tone was a serious apology.

Ji Wan glanced at her, not bothering to argue with her.

Running takes most of your energy and consumes most of your energy.After a few minutes, she pressed the stop button.Beside, Meng Buqing reached out and pressed the start button for her again, and adjusted to the slowest speed:

"Go when you're tired, don't stop. I taught you before."

Ji Wan held back her breath: "Today is fine."

Being stared at by Meng Buqing, she was secretly embarrassed and tried to keep her breathing steady.

But the messy hair and flushed cheeks were out of control.

"No!" Meng Buqing wanted to be a teacher wholeheartedly, and reasoned with her, "Perseverance is a very simple word. After suffering enough hardships to the end, making troubles in the future will be a matter of course."

"..."

Ji Wan turned her head and stared at her in disbelief.

The somewhat pitiful shocked expression seemed to say: How dare you mock me.

Meng Buqing asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Ji Wan realized that her reaction wasn't quite right, she turned her face, stared at the slowly beating numbers on the dial again, panted, and tried to speak calmly: "No, it's nothing... I feel that this doesn't quite match your speaking style. "

Meng Buqing explained honestly: "Of course it's not something I can think of. It's a sentence in the book. It's about sailing athletes. It's very educated, isn't it? Did you feel encouraged after listening to it?"

"..."

Ji Wan closed her eyes forcefully.

No!

This sentence is widely spread among readers only because of the pleasing characters and the support of a large number of foreshadowing plots in the early stage.Take it out alone, it is white water chicken soup.

Meng Buqing looked at her amusedly: "Why do you have such a strange expression?"

Ji Wan shook her head, unable to speak.

Meng Buqing thought for a while and said: "There is another very encouraging sentence: When you want to give up, just empty your head and force yourself, forcefully continue, forcefully work hard."

Ji Wan pursed her lips tightly.

Listening to these sentences alone is a bit embarrassing.

She also has the subtlety of being able to encounter anything after living for a long time.How can someone be educated by readers with their own sentences.

So, Ji Wan silently took out the earphones and plugged her ears.

Meng Buqing: "..."