She has little monsters in her pencil case

It's a pity that the campus is only so big after all, and the road to the school gate is only so long, and it takes less than 5 minutes to arrive.

It wasn't until she successfully arrived at the school gate and saw the lights on the road that Sang Wan finally felt alive again.

She also let go of Liang Bing's hand, turned around and politely thanked the people around her.

"Thank you so much, I don't know how to thank you. Ah, it's so late now, do I have to go home immediately, student Liang Bing, where are you going?"

When the other party pulled out his hand, the movement was crisp and neat, without any hesitation, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But Liang Bing was a little disappointed because there was nothing wrong with it.

She glanced at her empty palm, and instead of answering the question, she asked in a low voice.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going this way, how about you?"

Sang Wan pointed to the left.

"I'll go this way too, drop by, let's go together."

"Yes! That would be wonderful!"

Sang Wan was very happy.

She now feels that Liang Bing is not as cold and heartless as she thought before, don't let strangers in, he is obviously very nice!

As Xiaojianjian said, he is willing to help others.

right!Helpful!

So, the innocent and lovely classmate Sang Wan and the "helpful" classmate Liang Bing set foot on the way home together.

We chatted together, stepped on the night together, and walked together for 10 minutes.

Although Liang Bing was introverted and not good at talking, she was rarely talkative when facing someone she liked, and Sang Wan could adjust the atmosphere.

So the journey was extremely harmonious, until Sang Wan arrived at the door of the house, she still felt a little unfulfilled.

I always feel that it was a long way to walk alone in the past, but today it is over in one go.

But even if you don't want to give up today, that's the end of it.

Sang Wan stood at the door of the house in the community and turned to face Liang Bing.

She was worried.

"Is it really okay to send me back first? Is your home far away? Is it okay to go back alone?"

It doesn't matter if I don't send you back.

Liang Bing shook her head, signaling her not to worry.

"Not far, it will be there in a while, you go in first."

"Then, see you tomorrow."

After receiving the answer, Sang Wan also felt a little relieved. She waved to Liang Bing and said her final farewell for the day.

"See you tomorrow."

After the final answer came, Sang Wan also walked home in peace.

Turning around and entering the unit door of the apartment building, he stepped up the stairs without any regrets.

Liang Bing just stood not far away and looked at her. She didn't turn around until Sang Wan's figure disappeared completely and could no longer be seen again.

It is to turn around and go back and forth, and then go back in the direction of travel.

She lied twice tonight, for the first time in her life.

The one who let her hold the hand of the girl she liked in the rainy night.

The other allows her to send the girl she likes home in the silent night.

In fact, Liang Bing and Sang Wan's homes are not in the same direction at all, and the two of them are not on the same road at all.

At the school gate, Liang Bing's rhetorical question was also for this purpose.

Because no matter which direction Sang Wan pointed, in the end Liang Bing's answer would be along the way.

There is no other purpose, just to worry about that timid and afraid of the dark, walking alone on this night road.

And as I said before, the weather in this city is always strange. When the wind and rain come, I won't discuss with you, and I always rush to and fro.

Unpredictable.

Just when Liang Bing turned around and just walked out of the gate of Sang Wan's community, the cold wind came again, and lingering rain fell in the air.

Even if it is a summer night, it is still a bit cold to hit people.

A girl walked alone under the night light and back into the rain.

The light elongated her shadow, and the lingering thoughts were buried in her heart.

Only the wind at night knows.

This man had just sent the girl he liked home, and he was hiding joy in his heart.

At the same time, Sang Wan finally entered the house.

When she opened the door, Sang Wan's mother was hurriedly preparing to go out with the rain gear in her hand.

The mother and daughter suddenly met at the entrance, and Sang Wan's mother spoke in surprise.

"It rained heavily just now, how did you come back late at night? I still want to pick you up."

"My classmate sent me back."

Sang Wan closed the door casually, stood at the door to change her slippers, and replied casually.

"Eh?"

Mother was surprised for a moment, then she reacted, lightly slapped Sang Wan on the shoulder, and smiled badly.

"Is it a male classmate? Is it the flower protector of our family Wanwan?"

"Mom, what did you say?"

Sang Wan looked at the dishonest mother helplessly, "It's my tablemate, girl."

"That's it."

My mother was a little regretful that she failed in gossip, but she started talking again right away.

"It must be a very good person to send you back at night."

When Sang Wan heard her mother's words, she stood at the door and blinked, stunned for a moment.

The next second was a smile, and there was a warm light in his eyes.

She nodded vigorously.

"Well! He is a very good person."

"Then you have to treat people well."

Mom nodded Sang Wan's little head, put down the umbrella in her hand and walked into the house, and also gave Sang Wan a word of advice.

Sang Wan touched the forehead that was touched by her mother, stood there thinking for a while, and followed her mother's footsteps.

"Mom, can you teach me the kind of cookie you made last time? It's a beautiful one. I want to make it and bring it to her tomorrow."

"Of course you can."

Mom replied, "But today's weather is really weird. It's raining heavily outside again."

After hearing her mother's words, Sang Wan glanced out of the window, and sure enough, as her mother said, the raindrops outside the house became violent again, and when they hit the glass windows, they were menacing.

This also made Sang Wan inevitably a little worried. She stood in front of the window and frowned, worried.

Liang Bing said that her home is not far away, so she should have arrived home smoothly by now.

It should be fine, right?

half an hour later.the other side.

The person who was worried about by Sang Wan opened the door and went home at this moment.

When Liang Bing opened the door, as expected, the house was completely silent and dark.

It seems that her father will be bald and busy with work again tonight, and her mother will not come back because of something.

Tick.

It was the sound of water droplets falling on the floor, breaking the silence of the room.

That was the water on Liang Bing's body.

After half an hour's journey, she was drenched in unceremoniously heavy rain.

But Liang Bing didn't care too much, she just reached out and wrung the water from the hem of her clothes casually, and then walked straight to her room with the same soaked schoolbag.

pat.

Liang Bing pushed open the bedroom door and turned on the light.

The sudden brightness made his eyes accustomed to the darkness a little uncomfortable. Liang Bing couldn't help squinting his eyes, and slightly raised his five fingers to push back the broken hair on his forehead.

After that, the man did not leave the field at the door.

Liang Bing casually threw the glasses and schoolbag in his pocket on the ground, stretched his long legs, and leaned against the door panel behind him, his posture was leisurely and lazy.

Under the light, she raised her right hand slightly, lowered her head and stared blankly for a while, then smiled slightly, her eyes full of joy.

Then she put down her hands, put her back behind her back, raised her head slightly and gently pressed against the door, her half-closed eyes were full of longing.

The warm light caressed her jaw with a superior curvature, which made this person a little softer than before.

The water drops from her hair flowed down her neck, slipped over her collarbone and into the skirt of her clothes, but no one cared.

That person just sighed softly, with his back leaning against the door, reciting the name of her sweetheart, his voice was full of lingering.

"Late night."