Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

After the painting, I sat there to admire the song, and sighed. The person I liked sat beside me. This feeling was really beautiful. It couldn't be better.

There are two more classes to go to school. There are activities at school tonight. You can leave early without having to study late.

I still feel sorry for not being able to go to school with Qin Shiting in the morning, so I just walked with him right after school.

Qin Shiting initially thought that she was just shopping at the supermarket on this side of the road. When she finished shopping, she left, and found that she did not enter the supermarket, but was still on the same route as him.

In fact, this road was still found during the rest of the boredom at home a few days before reading the song, and it turns out that the main road in front of the school can also go home. Although it is a little farther than usual to walk directly next to the road, it is not too close, that is, it is just a few more minutes' walk, but then she can go with Qin Shiting.

There were a lot of students on this road in the middle. I didn't feel comfortable going straight to the front after reading the song for half a day. I just swallowed it in the back and walked. Qin Shiting walked too fast. In fact, she was struggling to catch up.

Until gradually, she suddenly noticed that his pace had slowed down a little. First she looked at his back and then saw him stop and look back at her.

I was surprised to see him discover himself so quickly, reading songs.

She turned around unexpectedly. It didn't reflect for a while. She was struggling for half a day with how to be strong with Qin Shiting in order not to look too deliberate. After thinking about it, she turned her eyes and saw that Qin Shiting was still standing there looking at herself. She had to walk over with her scalp hard: “Hi, what a coincidence. ”

Qin Shiting opened his mouth and asked her, “Where are you going? ”

“Go home.” Read the song and get right next to him.

Go home?

Qin Shiting Meiyu's cold choice clearly did not convince her of this reason.

“I mean, the road next to the school has to go through the middle street, there are a lot of people on the street recently, and there is also a road that is being repaired, the pit is very hard to walk, it is almost dark now, that road is small and unsafe, I want to change the road, anyway, when I get to the front near the water villa, there is a road that can be built directly to my house. ”

Qin Shiting did not have an insertion on her explanation. She just glanced at her again and nodded.

By nodding his head, he agreed with her, or accepted her, without refuting her or poking her through.

From that day onwards, she would read songs with Qin Shiting for more than 20 minutes. She walked faster than a few minutes, and walked slower than 20 minutes. However, she usually didn't say much to each other, because she couldn't find so many topics to talk about, and only one person had to be able to talk about them all the time. Qin Shiting didn't talk much, she knew that very well.

Finally, I heard the school bell again, but tonight I have to study till more than 9: 00 pm, then it will be dark in the morning. If it is usually this late, either Uncle Tai comes to pick her up, or she takes a taxi back to Shui Villa.

But tonight, she still wants to go with Qin Shiting.

When you hear the bell ringing on time at 9: 30, you quickly pack your bag and sit inside waiting for Qin Shiting to get up.

She packs her bag faster every day than Qin Shiting, because she knows that if she swallows it slowly, Qin Shiting may not necessarily wait for her. Although she doesn't know if he will wait, don't let him wait anyway. This is too risky, she dares not try.

After leaving the school door, there is still a road to turn. After these 20 minutes of walking with him, there are very few people on the road behind him. Every day she walks with him on the far right side, because Qin Shiting doesn't like a lot of people, occasionally someone wipes past him and he avoids it. It is true that Qin Shiting doesn't like to touch people.

“It's cold today.” When I read the song, I shrunk my hand to my sleeve: “It's already April, it's still so cold, it's been a long spring. Qin God, you need to add more clothes, look at how thick you usually wear. Before I remember, you didn't wear very thick clothes in the winter. Be careful not to catch cold. Look at the last time I caught a cold, it's hard to burn in the dark. ”

Qin Shiting said: “It's not cold. ”

“Why aren't you cold? Your hands are cold.” When she remembered the song, when she accidentally touched his hand on the table, she felt that his hand was sometimes warm and sometimes cold. Instead, she felt her own blush and heartbeat every time, and the blood flowed directly into her hand, feeling that her fingers were hot.

Qin Shiting did not reply any more. Reading the song so easily, the topic was over without saying the last two sentences. She was also afraid that Qin Shiting would quarrel if she said too much, so she quietly followed him for a while.

Looking at the corner of the road ahead, I only read the song: “Teacher Zhao said a few days ago that I would go to his office to make up for classes. I will probably stay in the office for the rest of my self-study time. I think it was my grandfather who said something to my teacher to make me mention my academic achievements again. In fact, I want to take the medical school. If my grades are based on my current simulated grades, I can actually make it. But the teacher caught me recently, so I can't go to self-study with you. ”

What she said was true, she wanted to rely on medical school, based on her current grades and scores, actually went in smoothly, but it was presumably because Grandpa didn't want her to take cultural classes because she wanted to study medicine so much, so she told the teacher to warn her, which led the teacher to always keep an eye on her lately.

Qin Shiting answered softly: “Okay. ”

“Then I'll sing tomorrow...” It's not really fun, but I feel like he doesn't exclude himself from walking with him, but there doesn't seem to be anything he wants to talk to her about. She has persisted for so many days. His responses are rare. Although she can also find some sweet little fun from it, it will inevitably get some blows, but she still has a hard head to ask: “Can I wait for you in the morning under the tree outside the school door? Can I come with you tomorrow night? ”

Qin Shiting answered quickly and nodded without thinking: “Okay. ”

These two “good” sounds are really wonderful. If it weren't for Qin Shiting right in front of me, I would have had to jump straight from reading the song.

He doesn't reject it, and he's obviously accustomed to her existence.

“See you tomorrow!” It's hard to suppress my happiness when I sing songs. I smile and set my hands on him. I turn around and I'm leaving. In my mind, this is how I walk 20 minutes every night, five minutes in the morning, and when I add up, it's a lot of alone time.