Kiss!

Shen Xun didn't come to school on Monday and only came on Tuesday.

Shen Xun finished the last big physics problem.

The classmate at the front desk turned upside down and sat across the chair and looked at him. Seeing him raise his head, he pointed to his face, "Are you fighting?"

"Car accident." Shen Xun said without blushing, "I was hit by a tricycle."

The front desk shook his head and clicked his tongue twice, "It's so miserable." He turned his head and continued to write questions.

Wen Shuyang leaned over and put his arm on Shen Xun's shoulder habitually.

"Hiss." Shen Xun gasped in pain.

Wen Shuyang flicked away in a second, "Forget, forget, forget that you are a wounded person now."

There were five gangsters that night, and one of them was armed and ignorant. He was hit on the shoulder and back a few times, and his face was also injured.

Wen Shuyang leaned over and asked in a low voice: "I was hit, does your mother believe this?"

Shen Xun glanced at him, "What do you think?"

Wen Shuyang said: "Aunt Zhuang certainly doesn't believe it. She has been talking about you a lot, right? I saw that the driver and the guards brought you here in the morning."

"It's okay, just confiscate my mobile phone."

Wen Shuyang touched him, just hit the place where Shen Xun was injured, and almost got scolded again.

"How?" Wen Shuyang was particularly curious, "Did she fall into your arms so moved that night, swearing that you will not marry in this life."

"Which girl's romance novel did you steal again?" Shen Xun pushed Wen Shuyang's face away, "Go away, we are not the same way."

Wen Shuyang leaned over again, "We are wearing a pair of trousers, so does she have to marry you?"

"No."

"Didn't it fall into your arms?"

Shen Xun said impatiently: "No, yes."

"Tsk, ruthless." Wen Shuyang said: "There is nothing, so wouldn't it be a loss for you to suffer these few times?"

Shen Xun rubbed his forehead and suddenly smiled.

Wen Shuyang was full of curiosity, "Tell me, what's the matter? Don't you skip this part and kiss directly?"

"What are you thinking about?" Shen Xun twirled his fingers and said, "I grabbed her hand, it's very soft."

Wen Shuyang was speechless, "Which dynasty did you travel through? You are still at the stage of holding hands."

Shen Xun didn't bother to talk to him, put the book in the drawer, and took out the materials for the next math class.

The next section of math class was physical education class. As soon as the bell rang, a group of people rushed out of the classroom.

Shen Xun slowly got up from his seat, zipped up the school uniform all the way to the top, and got off the teaching building. The students in Class [-] just came back after their physical education class.

Shen Xun stopped and waited at the place where he had to go upstairs. Soon, he saw that person.

The girl was wearing a ponytail, her cheeks were flushed because of the exercise, and she was talking seriously with the person next to her, looking very obedient.

He couldn't help but think of the way she carried a brick and slapped him on the ground that night, which didn't have anything to do with the word "beautiful".

Shen Xun stood next to the stairs, and he had to pass by him to go upstairs. A boy he knew who had played basketball with him greeted him, and those who didn't know him would look at him.

The girl was standing on his side, and her gaze passed his face as she went upstairs.

She took a few steps forward, but suddenly stopped.

Qin Rao seemed to smell that smell just now, a faint mint smell, she turned her head and met the boy's gaze.

There seemed to be a rising sun in the boy's gaze, which burned her face.

She pursed her lips, and just about to step back and confirm again, the boy had already withdrawn his gaze, and walked to the playground with another person.

Zhong Lin was in charge of packing up the sports equipment today, and now following up, she saw that Qin Rao was still standing there, staring in one direction in a daze.

"What are you looking at?" Zhong Lin shook her hand in front of her eyes.

Qin Rao grabbed her arm and said in a low voice, "Didn't I tell you that a boy saved me that night? I have a suspicion now."

"Doubt what?"

Qin Rao pointed to a figure from behind and said, "I smelled the same smell on him just now. I remembered that he gave me a school uniform before, and it also had the same smell on it."

Zhong Lin looked at the back and bit her lips, "Could it be the same perfume?"

After thinking for a while, Qin Rao shook her head and said, "It doesn't smell like perfume."

Zhong Lin pulled her, "Let's go, class is about to start."

Qin Rao thought about it, and felt that there were too many coincidences like this.

He had bruises on his face and the same smell on his body, which made her involuntarily associate him with the boy from that night.

After this class, Qin Rao left the classroom, ready to ask him about the situation.

The students from class three came back one after another. Qin Rao didn't see him in the classroom. He lay down in the corridor and looked down. There was a figure sitting on the flower bed in front of the teaching building.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Lin patted her on the shoulder.

Qin Rao looked at the people downstairs and said, "I want to ask him if he helped me that night."

Zhong Lin's complexion suddenly became ugly, "So what if it is yes? If it is no, what if it is not? If yes, do you want to fall in love with him?"

Qin Rao frowned, "Of course not, if he saved me, I must express my gratitude."

Zhong Lin also seemed to realize that she was a little too emotional, she pursed her lips and said, "It's fine if you don't, don't be like me, falling in love will affect your studies."

"I wasn't prepared to fall in love in high school." Qin Rao said with a smile.

She was about to go downstairs to find him, but Zhong Lin grabbed her and pointed to the end of the corridor, where the head teacher Zhang Lang was standing.

"Didn't you say that Zhang Lang suspects your puppy love? Don't go, I'll ask you at noon."

Young people's energy is boundless.

During the lunch break, a group of people played on the basketball court.

Qin Rao and Zhong Lin went there together, Qin Rao was waiting, watching Zhong Lin walk towards the boy beside the basketball court.

Shen Xun was injured and couldn't move, so he just watched from the sidelines and felt his footsteps stop beside him. He raised his head and saw Zhong Lin. His eyes subconsciously looked around, and saw standing not far away. Qin Rao under the tree.

The teenagers on the basketball court started booing, Shen Xun looked over, smiled and cursed, and then asked:

"What's the matter? Are you looking for me?"

Zhong Lin had a full view of his movements of looking for Qin Rao, and felt a soreness and tingling pain in her heart.

"Saturday night, did you save Qin Rao?" She didn't even notice that her tone was so aggressive.

Shen Xun froze for a moment, "She asked you to ask me?"

Zhong Lin replied: "Well, she said she suspected it was you."

Shen Xun glanced at Qin Rao, "No."

"Then your injury..."

Shen Xun said first: "A car accident, hit by a tricycle."

Zhong Lin tightly grasped the hem of her clothes. In fact, she knew it was him before she asked this question. She had seen Qin Rao's cell phone, the phone number on it that he dialed more than ten times, and the phone number he left on Penguin. Her number is exactly the same.

Why is he doing this?

Why did he show great interest in Qin Rao while being with her?

Is it because he is not as beautiful as Qin Rao?So men are all the same, we still look at their faces.

Why did he follow Qin Rao home on Saturday night?Why didn't you admit it even though you did it?Does he want to step on two boats?

Or did he not contact himself on Penguin these days because he fell in love with someone else?

"Is there anything else?" Shen Xun asked.

Zhong Lin gritted her teeth to stop the trembling of her body. She took a deep breath, and when she turned around and walked to Qin Rao's side, she had already adjusted her facial expression.

"What did he say?" Qin Rao pulled her and asked.

Zhong Lin smiled at her, "He said no, he was hit by a tricycle."

Qin Rao was still a little puzzled, "Then the smell on him..."

"Maybe it's some kind of laundry detergent." Zhong Lin said unnaturally: "And his house and your house are not in the same direction at all, so it can't be him."

……

Shen Xun watched the backs of the two leaving, tapped his fingers on his knees, and raised his voice, "Wen Xiaoliu."

Wen Shuyang was playing on the court, with a spirit not afraid of sagging stomach, and asked, "Why?"

"Where's your mobile phone?" Shen Xun said, "Lend me to use it, I'll check the news."

Wen Shuyang patted the ball, "It's in my coat pocket."

Shen Xun's mobile phone was confiscated by Zhuang Xue. He hadn't seen the Penguin for a few days. He used Wen Shuyang's mobile phone to log in and saw many messages from her.

Holding the phone, he replied, "Sorry, the phone is broken."

Qin Rao and Zhong Lin returned to the classroom. The classrooms of Class [-] to Class [-] are all on the fifth floor. Looking out from the window of Class [-], you can see the basketball court.

In fact, Qin Rao still has doubts in her heart, but it is true that as Zhong Lin said, even the direction of going home is different. The only intersection between her and him is probably the dress next to the basketball court.

She shook her head to shake off the doubts in her heart, and when she turned her head to look at the basketball court, she happened to see the boy sitting on the sidelines with a mobile phone in his hand.

With a flash of inspiration, Qin Rao took out her mobile phone from her schoolbag, flipped to the phone and dialed it. This time, she did not turn off the phone. She stared intently at the person beside the basketball court, listening to the sound of "beeps" again and again, The teenager on the sidelines did not move for a long time.

The phone is connected: "Hello."

Qin Rao was stunned for a moment, the boy on the sidelines had already put down his phone, and squinted at the playground with his hands behind his back.

So it's really not him, Qin Rao smiled.

"Hello," Qin Rao said, "thank you for saving me that night."

The person on the phone let out an "Ah", as if someone covered the receiver, and was hung up by the other party directly.

Qin Rao took a look at the phone and put it down, then dialed the phone back, but it was turned off again.

She recalled that hello carefully, but she couldn't tell any similarity to the boy who was panting and talking that night based on just one word.

And where she didn't notice, in front of the last window of the classroom.

Zhong Lin stood there holding her mobile phone, seeing the message inside, she sneered in her heart.

Heh, the phone is broken, so what is he holding in his hand now?

……