Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

After Shen Qingci calmed down, Jinchen got to see him practice dancing as he wished.

He was wearing a white dance suit, perfectly showing off his slim waist and slender legs. He pressed the play button, and soft and quiet pure music slowly flowed in the room.

Raise your hands, slide your toes, and rotate your body. Every movement is agile and elegant, like a mountain elf.

Jinchen looked a little fascinated, his mind fluctuating with his dance movements.

Shen Qingci was in a very different mood during dance practice today.

Usually, even if there are thousands of viewers watching in the audience, I am not nervous at all, I just immerse myself in the movements and melody.

But today, when Jin Chen is looking at him, he will be distracted and think about whether this action is not quite right, how the performance is, and whether Jin Chen is satisfied.

The more nervous you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes.

After failing to keep up with two consecutive small shots, Shen Qingci stopped moving with a helpless expression.

What's wrong with him? He has obviously repeated this warm-up dance countless times, and it can even be said that he is familiar with it, but why did he go wrong today?

Shen Qingci raised his eyes, and just as he was about to ask how Jinchen was doing, he disappeared.

He blinked and the door was ajar, knowing that Jinchen might have gone to eat.

But I felt a little disappointed in my heart for no reason.

He quickly adjusted his mood and continued practicing.

10 minute later.

Jinchen returned to the dance studio carrying two packed meals.

When she saw him, Shen Qingci's inner disappointment disappeared instantly, "Didn't you go to eat?"

"How could I let senior go hungry alone?"

Jinchen opened one with a smile, "I'm going to give senior a healthy and balanced meal. How can I not eat at night?"

He obviously ran all the way back with the food in his arms. His shoulders were a lot wet, and even his hair was wet.

Shen Qingci tied up his sleeves and was moved. He patted his shoulder and brushed away the moisture.

"It's not that I skip dinner. I usually avoid the crowds and go after dance practice."

"There won't be much food in the cafeteria at that time."

Jinchen broke open the disposable chopsticks for him, "If you don't mind, senior, how about leaving this sacred task of helping you to prepare meals to me?"

"No, that's too troublesome..."

"It's no trouble. I'm honored to be able to help the principal."

Jinchen came close to his face and said, "Senior, please give me a chance."

Shen Qingci slowed down his chewing movements, inexplicably feeling that this opportunity was more than just bringing food.

He looked at Jinchen's widened peach blossom eyes, and instantly thought of the big dog expression that Jinchen often responded to when chatting on WeChat, and a smile couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

"Then I'll trouble you, classmate Xiaojin."

He poked Jinchen's face, "Eat quickly, it will get cold later."

Jin Chen grabbed his hand, put it to his mouth and kissed his fingertips.

Shen Qingci's fair face turned red in just a moment.

He withdrew his hand and said, "What are you doing?"

The tone was a bit at a loss.

But what is rare is that there is no rejection at all, and even the heartbeat speeds up.

Shen Qingci's eyelashes trembled slightly, he would not treat Jinchen...

Be tempted.

Jinchen saw the shyness in his eyes and curled his lips in pleasure.

Very good, my wife finally got the idea.

He seemed to have no intention of saying, "Sorry, senior, this is an expression of etiquette in the UK. I was so excited that I forgot that this was in China."

"Senior, don't be angry."

"……etiquette?"

Shen Qingci twirled his fingers that seemed to be still warm, "Do you often do this in the UK?"

"No, that's only true for close people..."

Jinchen seemed to realize that he had let something slip, and he immediately covered his mouth, his ears deeply red.

"Senior, don't ask questions, let's eat quickly!"

He took a few bites of rice and covered his face with a fast food bowl.

Shen Qingci was amused by how innocent he looked and looked at him smiling, her mood became better and better.

Feeling a little itchy, Shen Qingci stretched out his hand and pinched Jinchen's earlobe with a smile in his tone.

"Classmate Xiaojin's ears are so red."

Jinchen tilted his head and put his cheek against his palm, looking like a rogue who broke a jar and said, "Senior, guess who it is because of."

Shen Qingci: "..."

Instead, he was defeated by General Yijun. Now it was his turn to withdraw his hand shyly.

In this way, the two of them, one really innocent and the other pretending to be innocent, finished their lunch harmoniously and warmly.

It was only around six o'clock after finishing the meal. Jinchen collected the garbage and asked to leave at the right time.

Don't stick too close now, just keep a distance that Shen Qingci can accept.

"I'm going back to the dormitory to fight against high school math. Seniors, please remember to take a break before continuing to practice dance."

Shen Qingci hummed, "If you have something you don't understand, send me a message."

He stood up and was suddenly hugged by Jin Chen.

"Partinghug!"

Before Shen Qingci could react, Jinchen had packed up his schoolbag and left the dance studio full of energy.

After a long while, he put his hand on his left chest.

The pounding feeling showed the throbbing in his heart.

After dance practice, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Shen Qingci changed his clothes and went out. The moon was already high in the sky, and occasionally there were cheers for playing basketball in the quiet campus.

He took a deep breath, feeling as smooth as ever.

Ever since the photo incident, Shen Qingci hasn't been this happy for a long time.

When I met Jinchen, everything was slowly getting better.

He walked to the dormitory and took out his mobile phone to read the message.

His fingertips subconsciously opened the chat box with Jinchen, but there was no new message.

He narrowed his eyes, opened the keyboard and typed out a few words.

——"Are there any questions that you can't master?"

Before I sent it, I felt that it was not a good idea to ask this. What if Jinchen really knew how to do it? It would seem to be too contemptuous of him.

Shen Qingci deleted this line and typed it again.

——"How are you studying? Are my notes useful?"

Not at all.

If Jinchen had something to do in the afternoon and didn't look at his notes, wouldn't that make him very embarrassed?

For the first time in his life, Shen Qingci felt that he was suffering from entanglement.

He poked it with his thumb and clicked into Jinchen's circle of friends.

His eyes were slightly surprised.

Very rich content.

Looking forward from the latest, Shen Qingci slowly slid the screen.

The latest one was half an hour ago.

This is the first time in my life that I like reading high-level math notes so much (happy emoji)

The accompanying picture showed a few lines of handwriting, and Shen Qingci recognized it as his advanced math notebook.

This was followed by one posted in the evening.

Broken, almost made my moon angry.

The accompanying picture is a photo of an artificial lake.

moon?

Shen Qingci blinked, a little confused, who was he talking about?

Did Jinchen see anyone else at the artificial lake in the evening?

He scrolled down again to see if there was anything about the moon.

There is another one at [-]pm.

Everyone in the world says that praising a partner like Theresa is a noble act of love, but my moon is not like anyone else.

It's time for the last class.

Shen Qingci frowned, and his fingertips slid unconsciously on the screen.

Who could the moon that Jinchen was talking about...be?

With such high praise and obscure love poems, the other person must be someone he likes very much.