The Downfall of the Eldest Miss

Shen Wanying didn't know how to describe it. She always felt that Huo Cheng, who said this, seemed to have something to say.But what was the specific, she could not tell.

Maybe she just thought too much.

Huo Cheng re-arranged the table and chairs that Shen Wanying had just hit, and went to the seat to pick up his schoolbag: "It's almost the same, let's go."

"Okay." Shen Wanying also carried her schoolbag and walked out of the classroom with Huo Cheng.

By this time the students had already walked almost the same, the campus was empty and quiet.Shen Wanying walked beside Huo Cheng and occasionally said a few laughs to him. This picture looks like a little couple in love.

"Did you say that Missy was in a relationship with Huo Cheng?" asked a girl who had gone the same night as them.

Answering her voice tended to growl: "Shut up! Don't tear down my turkey CP!"

"...But Missy and Huo Cheng also seem to be pretty good?"

"..." after a while."you're right."

Huo Cheng and Shen Wanying in the distance have already walked out of the school gate, because there are not many cars left at the school gate because they come out late.Shen Wanying saw her picking up her car at a glance and stopped to talk to Huo Cheng: "My car is over there. I will go first."

"Huh." Huo Cheng nodded.

"see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Huo Cheng watched Shen Wanying get in the car before walking towards his car.

That night, Shen Wanying had a nightmare.

I wonder if it was scared by the wasp during the day, or what Huo Cheng said to her affected her subconsciously. Shen Wanying had a huge wasp in her dream all night.

The wasp has been chasing her and running around the school. The venom splashed by it has dissolved the teaching building and scorched the flowers in the garden. Shen Wanying has no way to hide.

After awakening, Shen Wanying's beating heart “dump” took a while to calm down.

Because of the nightmare at night, Shen Wanying's spirit was not particularly good during the day, and she yawned while sitting in the bus to school.Fortunately, the first two lessons today are reading lessons, which can be a little easier.

The Chinese teacher specially keeps two consecutive lessons every week to organize everyone to read in the reading room.The library and reading room in the middle school are naturally inferior to the university, but they are still very beautiful, and as long as they are not in class, the students are happy.

Under the organization of the representative of the department, everyone quietly began to select books after arriving in the reading room.Shen Wanying stood in front of a row of bookshelves and looked for a while. Before deciding which one to take, she saw Huo Cheng, who was next to him, holding a Mauve "Veil".

In reading class, many students would secretly bring in books for reading, and those who did not bring in private books would rarely pick up the masterpieces to read.There are not many like Huocheng.

"Do you like Maugham?" Shen Wanying asked softly.

Huo Cheng looked at her and said to her, "I can't talk about it. My mother read this book to me when I was young."

Shen Wanying was a little surprised. Will parents generally read this book to their children?

"Your mother is very different." Shen Wanying smiled at Huocheng. "Most parents should choose "Moon and Six Pence."

"My mother was recovering from illness in the villa, and I went to see her, and she had this book on her desk." Huo Cheng lowered his voice deliberately, but because the reading room was quiet, the voice fell into Shen Wanying's ears. Clear.She was stunned and asked Huo Cheng: "Your mother is sick? Is it serious?"

Huo Chengdao: "I'm sick..."

Going home the other day, he heard his grandpa and aunt mention his mother.Speaking of his returning to China for so many days, he has been busy with school matters, and he has not had time to visit his mother.

He said half of it, opened the book in his hand, and read out one of them in a low voice: "I know you are stupid, frivolous, empty-minded, but I love you. I know your attempts, your ideals, your snobbishness, Vulgar, yet I love you. I know you are second-rate, but I love you."

Shen Wanying next to him kept the smile on his face: "This paragraph is a famous sentence."

She understands the truth, but if someone confessed to her in this way, she would not be happy anyway.:)

"The idea of ​​this book is actually quite avant-garde, can it be regarded as a feminist pioneer?" Shen Wanying said, "Although the ending of the story is a tragedy, the heroine realized the awakening of female self-consciousness and was redeemed."

Huo Cheng inadvertently hooked his lips and looked at Shen Wanying: "It's you."

Shen Wanying: "..."

Was Huocheng just talking to her?Did he just smile?

She gave a stunned smile and took the book back to her seat.Zhao Yimeng was sitting next to her, and when she came back, she put a suffocated face towards her.

Shen Wanying is unknown so: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yimeng said: "Honestly, are you empathetic and don't fall in love anymore? You can talk to Huo Cheng for so long with a book, it's really you!"

Shen Wanying: "..."

Isn't she busy with the CP of Huocheng and Ji Yao, how can she still have the mind to control her?

"Read a book." Shen Wanying lowered her head and opened the book on the table.

Zhao Yimeng pouted and stared at the book on the table with his chin.

After two reading lessons, Shen Wanying's spirit is much better than in the morning. She has finished the rest of the morning mentally, and after lunch she went back to her bedroom to make up for a sleep.

Fearing that she would sleep too long at night and she would not be able to fall asleep again, Shen Wanying got up half an hour earlier and took the book out of the bedroom.

There were other classmates sleeping in the dormitory, and she did not make any movement. She went to the playground by herself, and there was no one in the stands.

The place is breezy, and there is a shade on the head. The key is that it is empty enough, and the whole stands only sparsely stand a few students.

Facing the playground, Shen Wanying gently leaned against the railing and opened the book in his hand.

There are boys playing football on the football field, and several students in the stands are watching football there.

Shen Wanying stood alone on the other side, looking at the book quietly.

Some classmates found her, and whispered to the companions around her, "Look, it's Missy, she looks so elegant in reading!"

The companion echoed: "Yes! Do you think everyone is knocking like me?"

"...What happened to my knockout seeds? I haven't thrown it again, have you seen it, trash bag!"

The male student playing football on the court also found Shen Wanying. Hong Hong greeted Fang Yichang for the first time: "Brother Chang, Miss miss came to see us play football!"

Fang Yichang looked in the direction of the grandstand, and really saw Shen Wanying standing there: "Really."

With that, he glanced at Hong Hong beside him: "What is it to see us, it is to see me."

"Yes, yes, look at your old man."

Fang Yichang raised his chin and ran again on the court: "Brothers, today's game must win, do you know!"

"understood--!"

The boys played harder.

Although Shen Wanying in the stands did not pay any attention to them.

On the other side of the stand, the female students who ate Gu Zizi were not interested in watching the game, but researched Shen Wanying: "Well, what book do you say Missy is reading? Look so serious."

The companion pushed his glasses and said to her: "The book cover seems to be Tagore's "Bird Collection" or the original English version."

"Wow, it's worthy of Missy. But your eyes are so good."

"Thank you, the glasses just came."

"..."

A light breeze blew across the grandstand, and Shen Wanying turned a page with a smile on her face.The wind blew her long hair and skirt, and the other side quietly talked about her classmate taking a photo secretly with her mobile phone and exclaiming to herself: "I took this photo beautifully. I take this photo and sell it. Photos of Cheng and Ji Yao sold poorly."

"Is that your picture taken? That's how Missy looks good."

"It's all the same."

Huo Cheng also took a nap in the bedroom at noon. On the way to the classroom, he saw Shen Wanying standing in the stands from afar.The steps under his feet paused, naturally changing direction and walking towards the grandstand.

There are already more students on the playground than before, and most of them are in the first class in the afternoon.Shen Wanying still stood alone. At first, some classmates talked about herself. She heard it faintly, but she didn't care.At this time Huo Cheng's name came up frequently, and Shen Wanying looked up sensitively.

Huo Cheng had walked under the grandstand. When Shen Wanying looked over, he stood at the same place and looked up at her: "Are you reading here?"

"Yeah." Shen Wanying closed the book in his hand with a smile, and said to him, "Sleep in the bedroom for a while at noon, the head is a little heavy, thinking about coming out to breathe, and blowing it will wake up a bit."

"Huh." Huo Cheng responded, ""Flying Birds Collection?"

Shen Wanying subconsciously took the book in her hand and brought it to her arms: "Well, I like Tagore's poetry collection. Why did you come here too?"

"Look at you coming here." Huo Cheng still looked up at her, "I'm going to have classes in a little while, don't be late."

"Well, I'm going to the classroom."

Huo Chengdao: "Then let's go together."

"Okay." Shen Wanying walked down from the side of the grandstand with the book in her hand.

On the football field, since Huo Cheng chatted with Shen Wanying, Fang Yichang kept looking at them.Seeing that he was absent, Hong Hong also looked in the direction of the grandstand.

He was already unhappy with Huo Cheng. It was even more unpleasant to see him and Shen Wanying together at this moment: "Fuck, is Huo Cheng good with Missy?"

Fang Yichang pursed his lips and didn't answer. Hong Hong knew that he liked Shen Wanying, and he was even more upset: "Chang Brother, is this Huocheng deliberately against you? Others can't be held accountable, but Missy, we can't let what!"

"Fang Yichang, what a surprise! Watch the ball!" The roar of a male student came on the face. Fang Yichang, who was distracted, didn't even notice the football flying towards him.Fortunately, Hong Hong responded quickly and flew a kick to kick the ball away: "How did you guys kick the ball! Greet Brother Chang's face?"

"How did you play football!" Fang Yichang saw the football flying out toward the stands and shouted loudly, "Shen Wanying, be careful!"

Shen Wanying had just walked to the edge of the stand and was startled by the sudden sound.Huo Cheng hugged her and yanked her aside before she could figure out the situation.

The football banged on the railing and bounced off again.

Huo Cheng didn't care about football, only frowned at Shen Wanying: "Are you all right?"

Although Shen Wanying was taken aback, Huo Cheng pulled her away in a timely manner, and no injuries occurred: "I'm fine, thank you."

Realizing that the two of them had a somewhat ambiguous posture at this time, Shen Wanying stood up straight and took a step back.

As soon as I distanced myself from Huo Cheng, I heard a click and the book in my arms fell to the ground.

After landing, the book cover opened, exposing the book cover inside.

This is not Tagore's Flying Bird Collection at all, but an English novel called secrets.

It doesn’t really matter what it’s called. What’s important is that the cover of this book is two handsome boys, one of them also ambiguously opened the collar of the other, biting down on his collarbone.

The author has something to say: Shen Wanying: I was terrified.:)

Author: Ha ha ha ha ha Missy really BIG bile, a set of Tagore's cover would dare to openly engage yellow [doge] at school

Shen Wanying: You are a personal speaker.:)