Kiss!

There is a grove on the other side of the playground, and young couples who fall in love always like to go there, but now that the weather is getting colder, few people set foot in the grove.

Shen Xun walked in along the trampled path, the dead leaves on the ground were trampled, and he stopped not far from the figure.

He tentatively called out, "Qin Rao?"

The man turned around and approached him. His face gradually became clear. It was Qin Rao's friend who always carried letters for them. He didn't know her name, but she handed almost every letter by herself. in his hand.

Shen Xun looked around, "Isn't she here yet?"

Zhong Lin looked at him expressionlessly, "She won't come, only me."

Shen Xun frowned, and was about to turn around and leave, when Zhong Lin called him from behind: "Shen Xun, I have something to ask you."

Shen Xun hesitated, "What do you want to ask?"

"Do you like Qin Rao?"

Shen Xun nodded, "Yes."

"What about me?" Zhong Lin's tears fell instantly.

Shen Xun froze for a moment, "What?"

"You like her, what about me?" Zhong Lin raised her voice, "What do you think of me?"

Shen Xun frowned and took a step back, "I regard you as her friend, and thank you for your help."

He was referring to helping him deliver letters all the time.

But Zhong Lin's face turned pale at that moment.

Shen Xun looked down at the time, "I'm leaving first, you should go home too."

"So you've been using me to get close to her!" Zhong Lin's eyes glowed with excitement.

Shen Xun was confused and felt that Qin Rao, a friend, seemed to be mentally ill.

He turned around and left, hearing the sound of hurried footsteps getting closer behind him, and then someone bumped his back, and a pair of arms wrapped around his waist.

Shen Xun was taken aback, and even pulled her away for a second. He pushed Zhong Lin away, took a step back, and said seriously: "You are her friend, don't force me to say nasty things."

Zhong Lin shook her head and shouted hysterically: "Obviously I liked you first! Why is she Qin Rao?"

Shen Xun frowned, "Sorry, I don't like you."

He walked out of the woods quickly, and the crying that disturbed him finally became farther and farther away until it disappeared.

……

After evening self-study at night, Shen Xun threw his schoolbag over his shoulder and left the classroom.

He has been low pressure for the past few days, and Wen Shuyang's aura is so cold that Wen Shuyang dare not provoke him, so he can only carry his schoolbag and follow.

"Have you heard? It's the one who jumped off the building a few days ago. Today her parents came to school to make a fuss all afternoon."

"I'm not interested." Shen Xun said indifferently.

After that incident, No.[-] Middle School was suspended for three days, and classes resumed today.

Shen Xun hadn't seen Qin Rao for a few days. When he passed by Class [-] today, he saw that she was not in a good mood. He had sent her many messages on the Penguin, but unfortunately except for the one he received a few days ago saying Never wanting to see his message again, she never replied to him again.

Ever since he was injured in that fight, Zhuang Xue asked the driver to pick him up every day. He and Wen Shuyang lived in the same compound. Wen Shuyang happened to ride his car home, but Zhuang Xue came to pick him up in person these two days.

Zhuang Xue was sitting in the back seat, Wen Shuyang got into the co-pilot, Shen Xun threw his schoolbag into the back seat, leaned on the car door to bend down to get in the car, but suddenly glanced at the bus stop in front of the school.

There were not many people at the bus station, and many of them left after the first two buses. The girl who hadn't seen her for a few days stood there quietly, staring blankly ahead.

Wen Shuyang was still urging him to get on the bus quickly, but he tightened his grip on the door, and a bus next to him slowly passed by and stopped in front of the bus stop.

He saw the girl get into the bus, like a ghost, Shen Xun slammed the door and chased after the bus.

Zhuang Xue opened the car door and got out of the car, shouting sharply, "What are you doing?"

The bus drove for a while, and the driver saw someone chasing the car in the rearview mirror and stopped hurriedly.

There were not many people in the car, and the seats were not full.

The girl sat on the single seat by the window, Shen Xun slowly suppressed his breath, and when he passed by the girl, his steps slowed down, and he sat on the seat behind her.

The girl looked out of the window sideways. From his perspective, she could just see the tip of her pretty nose showing on the side of her face. She should be in a daze, and her long eyelashes didn't blink for a long time.

There was a layer of water mist on the car window, and the girl scratched the car window with her fingertips, as if she wanted to write something, but in the end she just wiped it with her hands a few times.

The bus arrived at the stop soon, the girl took her schoolbag and got off the bus, Shen Xun got off the bus after her, watching the girl walking towards that alley.

He greedily looked at her back, since she joined the Penguin, he always felt that her whole person had changed, and her tone was not the same as before. He still liked the time when the two of them corresponded.

It's a pity that since a few days ago, she never replied to him on Penguin again. The last sentence she left him was: I don't want to see you again.

Just like now, she really didn't see herself, and regarded him as a transparent person.

It must be a lovelorn, the first love that ended without a disease.

The boy's heart seemed to be pulled hard by someone, and the pain tightened.

A car stopped nearby, and Zhuang Xue got out of the car angrily. She was about to yell at him, but she couldn't say it when she saw his expression.

On the way back, Zhuang Xueyu said earnestly: "I managed to secure this spot for you, and the ticket has already been booked, so you can leave tomorrow."

Shen Xun left, and when he came back, it was already two months later.

Hearing that the girl had changed schools, she didn't even leave him a word, and no one responded to the message, and the phone number he deliberately left in the alley could no longer be reached.

The last side is just a side face.

And all she left behind was only what she had heard.

The street lights in that alley were still bright, and the shadows of the trees on both sides of the road were shaking.

He walked along that road to the residential building where he had stood and stared countless times.

The window was dark, and the dim light never came on again.

The moon is round again.

But that girl, after all, disappeared in the wind.