Moon and people are still

As soon as the Spring Festival is over, the school will start soon.

The city suddenly became lively because of the students from all over the world. Walking on the street, you can always meet all kinds of young people, couples, or friends.

When I took the bus to school, all three roommates had already returned. They looked at the only shoulder bag behind me, and then glanced at their big boxes and bags on the ground, expressing their envy.

In the afternoon, the dormitory was cleaned. Huang Ye and I were assigned to clean the dormitory, and the other two went to the toilet and the small living room.

The temperature in spring gradually warmed up, and some students were still playing on the court downstairs. After so many days of vacation, they finally returned to campus life, and suddenly felt a little missing.After cleaning for less than half an hour, I felt a little hot. The system that naturally sweats has already felt the slight sweat on the neck.

I dragged my coat and hung it on the chair, drank a glass of water, and when I went back to clean the glass, I suddenly met Huang Ye's face that was turning her head. She smiled, straightened up and stretched her waist: "I just said no Something happened, Coco, let's play some music."

I responded, picked up the phone on the table, and wanted to click on Jing Yi’s playlist, but my eyes caught on to LaVanille, and I couldn’t move it away. In the end, I struggled a few times, and finally clicked on it. to it, and a single loop.

It seems that because of this, Cabo has also become rhythmic. Although the lyrics can't be remembered, the tune has long been familiar.

After going around twice, Huang Ye also finished sweeping the ground at the other end. He put the broom in the corner and walked past me, ready to get the mop.

When passing me, he asked casually: "Do you like this song very much recently? The single is on repeat."

I smiled: "Yeah, does it sound good?"

She raised her eyebrows, with a casual and polite face: "It sounds nice."

I held the rag and thought for a second, then threw the rag into the bucket, picked up the phone from the table, and went to Huang Ye who was wringing the mop on the balcony.

I clicked on the lyrics, "Look."

She leaned over to take a look and asked, "What's wrong?"

I lengthened my voice and hummed: "That's right, that, if someone says that you look like this song, what do you mean by that person?" After speaking, I leaned closer and let her read the words.

I've been wondering about this for a long time, what does Jing Yi mean when he said that I look like this song.Although it is still difficult to memorize the English lyrics, I have read the Chinese lyrics countless times. Does she think I look like I run a coffee shop?Or do you think I look artistic enough to drink coffee in a cafe?

But obviously Huang Ye didn't think in my direction, she didn't even read the lyrics, she just raised her eyebrows at me vigorously, based on my understanding of her, this eyebrow has an ambiguous meaning, and this meaning makes me even more worried up.

what.

Huang Ye didn't explain to me at the first time, but raised her loud voice and shouted in the direction of the toilet: "Yingqing! Zhao Jie! Come out! We've been teased!"

I held my phone and didn't have time to wonder. I stared blankly at the two of them coming out of the toilet with gloves on. Yingqing walked over first. Her gloves were still stained with an unknown liquid, and there was a tendency to drip down, which made me back away in fear. two steps.

Huang Ye stopped twisting the mop, smiled like an old aunt, snatched my mobile phone, first listened to them for ten seconds, then turned down the volume, poked me on the shoulder and said, "You know what? , someone said to Coco, she is like this song."

Yingqing, Zhao Jie: "Wow!"

I:? ? ?

I said, "What are you guys, you didn't even read the lyrics."

Yingqing laughed a few times, and stretched out her hand to poke me, but when she raised her hand, she realized how dirty she was now, so she had to take it back: "Look at the lyrics, this song is so sweet, who is it?" Coco, she said you are sweet, she is flirting with you!"

I felt a twinge in my heart, remembering what Jing Yi said softly and casually that night.

This song is very like you, you can learn it.

I licked my lower lip, and a sense of surprise called being late suddenly erupted from the depths of my heart, but I couldn't completely erupt because of the presence of three roommates, and I felt a little aggrieved.

The three of them looked very expectant, waiting for my answer.

I suppressed a laugh, said oh, and said, "He Yuan."

After they heard this, they seemed a little disappointed, but because they were a little too excited just now, the disappointment was not so obvious, and it was exactly like this. Before the excitement dissipated, when Zhao Jie turned around and went back, he lost a sentence: "Why are you still here?" Not to marry."

Welcome to follow and also dropped a sentence: "Hurry up and get married."

When the surroundings became clear again, only Huang Ye and I were left, and the sweet music kept repeating.

After twisting the mop, Huang Ye patted my shoulder, lowered his voice and raised his eyebrows at me: "Is it really He Yuan?"

I shrugged: "Who else."

Huang Ye's disappointment at this time was much stronger than before, and he sighed while holding the mop and said, "I thought you were going to have a new relationship." Then he went back to the house.

The roommates are used to being single, and they always gossip about other people's sex in the dormitory, and they can't get overly excited. It's rare that there is something in the room that can be produced and sold by themselves, but it is fake, and they will inevitably be disappointed.

After the cleaning, we went to the nearby snack street to eat a big meal in the eyes of the students, and when we came back, we spread out on the chairs with full stomachs, playing our own games, and no one wanted to move.

I plugged in the earphones, and while listening to the English song, I opened the class list just sent by the monitor.

Ever since the song was named like me because it was sweet, my whole mood has changed, and I have been listening to that song all night.It doesn't matter whether Jing Yi thinks so or not, maybe she is really like me, she thinks I am like the proprietress of a coffee shop, but this song cannot be denied, it sounds very sweet.

So I was immersed in the fantasy I created and couldn't extricate myself.

Also, what did Huang Ye say earlier?

Jing Yi flirting with me?

Hahahahahahahahahaha happy.

"Wow, Coco, No.8, it happens to be a second-class scholarship, yes." Zhao Jie kicked my chair: "Would you like to express it?"

As the first time I received a scholarship, I waved my hand: "Please go out and have a big meal!"

After the words fell, my roommates compared their hearts to me one after another.

This time I was able to get this scholarship, it all depends on the subject of English, I bit my finger and thought about it, why don't I use this excuse to invite Jing Yi to dinner?

Ah, will it be too abrupt, what is this?

I bit my finger and thought about it again, how about adding the matter of passing the sixth grade and treating Jing Yi to a meal?

It seems a bit too abrupt, if you have to invite dinner like this, wouldn't the teachers be invited every day.

I bit my finger and thought again.

Add to that the fact that she saved me at the bar, plus the fact that she borrowed my clothes, plus the fact that she sent us home at the end of last semester, and then add the fact that she gave me money in high school. I study this.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help twitching the corners of my mouth, feeling that I was really shameless and unscrupulous.

Putting aside all the few times we get along, Jing Yi and I are really just an ordinary teacher-student relationship. We are not familiar enough that I can ask him to eat, and we are not familiar enough that she will definitely agree to my request. .

Courtesy or something, I'd rather I didn't mention it.

But while I was still young and ignorant, I pretended that I still had some adolescent impulses in my bones, so I followed this impulse, opened Jing Yi's WeChat, said nothing, and dumped a picture of me ranking in the past.

The familiar melody is next to my ears, and the chat page with Jing Yi is lying on the screen of the mobile phone in my hand, and the atmosphere around me suddenly becomes weird, like a child who is begging for praise.

Sure enough, Jing Yi replied after 1 minute: Great.

Maybe it's because I communicated with her more during the winter vacation. I seem to be able to hear her voice with these two words.

I continue to type: there is a scholarship.

Jing Yi still: Great!

A simple period was replaced by an exclamation point, which made me a little excited.

Me: Teacher Jing, is there any reward?

After sending this sentence, Jing Yi didn't reply to me immediately.

And my brain also entered a long silence.

What am I... doing.

The scary thing is that when I came back to my senses, 2 minutes had passed, and these 2 minutes were a fatal injury to software like WeChat.

In despair, I locked the screen of the phone, took off the earphones, moved the stool, and got closer to Huang Ye. First, I glanced at the Weibo on her phone screen, and then coughed and asked: "I'm asking you." , if there is, er, a child from your relative's family who got full marks in the test and asked you for a reward, what do you think?"

Before Huang Ye had time to digest my question, Ying Qing who was opposite him suddenly raised his head and said with a look of disdain, "Don't be ashamed."

I:……

Huang Ye went on to add: "Yes, if you want to be shameless, she gets full marks in the exam, so it's none of my business."

Me: Hehehehe.

I went back silently.

Since these roommates don't like children very much, and they don't want to take care of them, I don't think their answers are credible, so I turned on my phone and clicked on He Yuan's WeChat.

And He Yuan's answer to me was: Did you ask Jing Yi for a reward?

I pause.

What gave you such a sensitive mind.

Me: Hehe, do you think I am shameless?

He Yuan: Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha

He Yuan: yes

Sad, no one is on my side to help me talk, I am very panic.

Then He Yuan asked me how did Jing Yi reply to me, and I was about to answer her when Jing Yi disappeared, when a 1 appeared on the upper left message bar.

I hurriedly backed out, and indeed it was Jing Yi who came back to me, and, just like her usual style, just a few simple words.

Jing Yi: What do you want?

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