"Don't leave it here next time. I might not bring it to you if I don't go out to eat noodles." Su Jinning stuck out her tongue.
Shen Moyu crossed her arms and looked at him with a confident expression: "If there's a next time, I'll treat you to fish balls. Will you come or not?"
“Come on!” Su Jinning nodded eagerly.
Shen Moyu looked at him like he was a child, then suddenly reached out and wiped the sweat from Su Jinning's forehead with her sleeve.
Su Jinning was startled, but let him rub his forehead haphazardly.
Shen Moyu's sudden gesture of wiping Su Jinning's sweat was something he found hard to resist.
Shen Moyu's face was very close to Su Jinning's; he could even see himself reflected in Shen Moyu's eyes. His reflection was firmly set in the shimmering water, blurring the surrounding scenery, as if everything existed solely to accentuate him.
He suddenly felt that if he could, he really wanted Shen Moyu's eyes to only see him. Then he would look at him affectionately and tell him, "I like you too."
Su Jinning took a quick breath, then suddenly grabbed Shen Moyu's wrist and pulled him into her arms.
Caught off guard by the sudden pull, Shen Moyu's nose slammed hard against Su Jinning's collarbone, causing him to groan.
"What are you doing?!"
Shen Moyu was somewhat exasperated, but he could sense Su Jinning's sadness.
He still didn't ask the question he wanted to ask. Shen Moyu sighed helplessly. He tried to pull his wrist away from Su Jinning's hand, but Su Jinning was much stronger than him and he couldn't break free. He could only feel the person in front of him holding him tightly, squeezing him, making it hard for him to breathe.
At that moment, Shen Moyu suddenly felt a sense of pressure.
Even though he felt helpless, Shen Moyu couldn't bear it. He reached out his free hand and gently patted Su Jinning's head, like an older brother comforting a child.
He sighed and asked gently, "What's wrong?"
It would have been better if he hadn't asked. But the moment he did, Su Jinning hugged him even tighter, as if to tell him that it was all because of him.
Because I feel sorry for you, I like you, and I want to be with you...
Unfortunately, this hug was too weak to convey his overwhelming love.
Su Jinning gently buried her head in Shen Moyu's shoulder, like a comforted puppy, and nestled peacefully against him.
Shen Moyu felt utterly ashamed by the intensely oppressive embrace and the rapid breathing.
He tried his best to support himself, trying not to let Su Jinning see that his legs were weak from being hugged.
Since Su Jinning didn't want to talk about it, Shen Moyu didn't press him further. He simply stroked Su Jinning's back gently, as if that would allow him to hear Su Jinning's innermost thoughts.
After an unknown amount of time, a muffled, somewhat aggrieved sound suddenly came from my shoulder.
Su Jinning asked cautiously, "Will you hate me?"
The willow branches behind him rustled in the wind, gently brushing against Shen Moyu's back. He lowered his eyes and replied softly, "No."
"Shh—" The leaves rustled and the branches shook, making a crisp sound. It was as tranquil as the word "no," bringing a sense of peace.
He didn't ask himself what was going on, nor did he wonder why he asked that question.
Instead, she answered herself without hesitation with the words she most wanted to hear.
Su Jinning raised her head, and her hair gently rustled against Shen Moyu's neck. A tingling sensation spread throughout his body, and he shuddered. His already weak legs suddenly lost their support, and he leaned forward, falling into Su Jinning's arms.
Shen Moyu instinctively grabbed Su Jinning's collar, and the two of them lost their balance and leaned against the tree trunk.
Shen Moyu quickly got up to check Su Jinning's back: "Are you alright?"
"No matter what you post, you'll never hate me, right?" An inappropriate question interrupted Shen Moyu's greeting.
"No." Shen Moyu answered his question patiently, her gentleness like the captivating flow of spring water.
"Why?" Su Jinning asked him, pressing her advantage, refusing to let go no matter what.
Shen Moyu tilted her head and said, "Because you are Su Jinning."
Because you are Su Jinning, the only boy with color and light in my black and white world.
You unintentionally stumbled into my world, and from then on, the spring breeze was gentle, all things were vibrant, and in a daze, black and white disappeared, leaving only vibrant colors.
It turns out that Shen Moyu prefers color to light.
Su Jinning was startled, tightened her grip on his shoulder for a moment, and then let go.
Shen Moyu smiled at him and said, "Are you satisfied with this answer?"
"Don't treat me like a child." Su Jinning threw a little tantrum, crossed her arms, and refused to look at him: "I want you to answer me seriously."
Shen Moyu sighed, at a loss for words: "The truth." He lowered his hand and looked at the "giant baby" in front of him again, then suddenly leaned closer, a smile curving his lips: "The thing is, you really do look like a child."
Su Jinning, who was already feeling ashamed, was utterly humiliated by his teasing.
He wished he could just turn into a ball and slink away.
Su Jinning said angrily, "Fine! I'm going crazy, okay?"
He's really gone mad; once he goes mad, he can't control himself.
Although it was a bit embarrassing, Su Jinning felt that if this could make Shen Moyu laugh, then sacrificing a layer of face was no big deal.
Chapter 40 Brother Ning
As May draws ever closer, the weather in Shanghai is getting hotter every day. Fortunately, the flag-raising ceremony for the start of school on Monday is at 7:30 in the morning, when the sun isn't so scorching. Instead, there's a refreshing breeze that gently caresses your cheeks.
It's probably the tail end of spring.
Su Jinning and Gu Junxiao went to school together every day as promised, walking along the tree-lined path in front of the school. However, unlike in the past, Su Jinning did not say a word the whole time. Even when Gu Junxiao asked him questions, he just shook his head and nodded.
Gu Junxiao bit her lip, glanced at Su Jinning who looked upset even from the side, and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you so sullen?"
Upon hearing this, Su Jinning slightly raised her head and said two words in a cold tone: "It's nothing."
Su Jinning's mind was filled with their conversation from yesterday afternoon. She hadn't slept well last night and was in a state of chaos, not wanting to talk to anyone, not even Gu Junxiao.
Having been brothers for so long, Gu Junxiao knew that he would never speak when he was unhappy, and he wouldn't even give anyone a glance. If anyone kept asking him questions at this time, they would definitely not have a good time.
He scratched his head and didn't ask any more questions.
The school gate appeared before them, and the tree-lined path came to an end. Su Jinning suddenly asked, "Did you and Shen Moyu know each other before?"