Chen Hang did problems all day long. Although he was tired, when he saw how many problems he had solved correctly and how much he had learned, he suddenly felt that doing problems in such a satisfying way was actually quite good.
He got up and stretched. Chen Yuanyuan had just complained of being a little hungry, and he was thinking of buying her some snacks. He turned around and said, "Hey, Brother Ning..."
"Shhh!!!"
Su Jinning's sharp gaze instantly silenced Chen Hang before he could finish speaking, startling him as well. He looked in the direction Su Jinning was pointing and saw Shen Moyu fast asleep on the desk. Belatedly realizing what was happening, he covered his mouth, gave an awkward laugh, and zipped up his lips.
Su Jinning stood up and asked in a low voice, "Why did you call me?"
This time, Chen Hang didn't even dare to speak. He kept his mouth tightly shut and simply gestured with his hands.
Su Jinning watched him gesturing wildly with a bunch of movements she couldn't understand, and then looked down, feeling both angry and helpless, and rubbed her forehead.
"Are you an idiot?" Su Jinning looked at him as if he were a person with cerebral palsy: "I didn't say you can't talk."
Chen Hang realized what was happening, awkwardly scratched his nose, chuckled, and said in a low voice, "Let's go out and buy some good food, I'm hungry."
Su Jinning originally wanted to wave his hand and say he wouldn't go, but remembering that Shen Moyu had been busy grading his test papers at noon and hadn't eaten much, he nodded and went downstairs with Chen Hang.
In the afternoon, the wind picked up a bit, but it was mixed with a sticky, sultry heat that lashed against my face, making me feel a little uncomfortable, but it did blow away some of my fatigue.
As soon as Chen Hang stepped outside, he stretched out a big yawn, clearly exhausted: "Ugh! I haven't been out all day." Because he had been studying non-stop, he had even used indoor toilets, and for lunch he had only eaten bread and milk that he brought from home, just to get by. Coming out for some fresh air, even though it was hot, gave him a sense of relief.
Su Jinning smiled and gently punched him on the back: "Tired?"
Chen Hang twisted his neck a couple of times and grinned foolishly, "Not tired."
Su Jinning put her arm around his shoulder and said, "I'm not tired either."
"I'll do anything as long as I can get into Class A." Chen Hang still couldn't resist leaning closer to Su Jinning.
They only had a short break in the day. Although it was just an ordinary midterm exam, they felt like they were about to take the college entrance exam.
Taking advantage of the moment of relaxation, Su Jinning gossiped about him a few times: "Working so hard, when are you planning to confess your feelings?"
Chen Hang stared blankly at the ground, then broke into a smile: "We'll see."
"We'll see?" Su Jinning seemed dissatisfied with his perfunctory answer and nudged his arm. "What do you mean, 'we'll see'? I think Yuanzi cares about you quite a bit."
Remembering how Chen Yuanyuan had been online with him on WeChat explaining problems all the time a couple of days ago, and how she had told him he absolutely had to come to Class A, Chen Hang couldn't help but chuckle: "No way..."
Su Jinning noticed his shyness, pinched his neck, and coyly mimicked his voice, "Oh, no way~"
"Brother Ning, stop messing around! Hahaha!" Chen Hang was tickled and resisted as he was pushed forward.
Su Jinning laughed out loud and pushed him toward the convenience store.
Having had his fill of commotion, Chen Hang took a couple of breaths and stopped. This outburst really did give him a sudden feeling of liberation. He put his hand on Su Jinning's shoulder: "Stop talking about me, what about you? When are you going to confess to the top student?"
"Me? I have plenty of time..."
...
Su Jinning looked back at him in disbelief, repeatedly pondering the question he had just asked.
Chen Hang suddenly looked at him seriously, like an adult: "I've already told you, don't always try to hide things from your brothers."
Su Jinning looked at Chen Hang's face, pondered for a moment, and finally sighed, her expression somewhat unnatural: "I..."
"Oh, it's nothing!" Chen Hang saw that he was a little flustered, so he quickly bumped his shoulder jokingly, then put his arm around Su Jinning and said with a smile, "I've always thought you two were a good match since we were kids!"
"What?" Su Jinning was amused by him and got up to punch him.
After the commotion, those words were forgotten, as if they had never been mentioned. Neither of them felt awkward; instead, they joked and bickered as usual, bought things, and returned to class. Chen Hang never asked those questions again, and Su Jinning didn't offer any further explanation.
But Su Jinning knew that someone had cast the first vote.
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Shen Moyu was eventually quite tired and slept on the table for forty minutes without waking up. Su Jinning couldn't bear to wake him, but she was also afraid that he would complain about not waking him, so she could only stay with him like that.
Shen Moyu was born with Su Jinning's aesthetic views. Even when they first met at the noodle shop, the reason he was stunned was because he was thinking.
How can a boy be so handsome?
His skin was very fair, like a creamy ice cream in summer; one bite and it was bursting with milky flavor and refreshingly cool.
That handsome, somewhat unrestrained face always caught the eye, and every time he smiled, Su Jinning's heart would pound wildly. It was as if something belonging to Shen Moyu was hidden deep within him, and no matter when or where, as long as he appeared, that deep-seated feeling would resonate, causing his heart to flutter wildly.
To put it bluntly, that's called being moved, a feeling that belongs only to him.
Lost in thought, Su Jinning suddenly picked up a pen.
It's rare for a short essay to suddenly come to mind, so why not write it down?
A gentle, lazy summer breeze crept in through the window, secretly resting on him as he wrote.
Perhaps because Su Jinning wrote so well, a playful breeze swayed her body and lifted the stray hairs on her forehead.
The wind affectionately calls his writings: love letters.
"Hmm..." Shen Moyu seemed to be waking up, letting out a muffled groan as if he was still half asleep.
Upon hearing the sound, Su Jinning quickly put down her pen and peeked over.
He didn't know if Shen Moyu was asleep or not. His eyes were slightly closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was having a dream from which he couldn't wake up.
Su Jinning wasn't sure if it was a nightmare, but there were still five minutes before class. Fortunately, the next class was a self-study period, so he thought he could let Shen Moyu sleep a little longer. He reached out and gently patted Shen Moyu's back.
He felt both helpless and amused, so he simply cleared away the books under Shen Moyu's arm to make him more comfortable while he slept.
Shen Moyu's desk was piled high with books and pens of all sizes, so much so that the blackboard was almost invisible. He was sleeping on a small patch of the desk, looking rather pitiful.
Su Jinning moved the stack of books to her desk and then moved him forward a bit.
While tidying up Shen Moyu's books, he suddenly came across a hard card that looked like a postcard.
Curious, he flipped it over and found a postcard with a blue sky printed on it, probably a free gift with the purchase of the exercise book.
He turned the postcard over to take a look, and immediately saw what Shen Moyu had written on the back.