fragrant like sunlight

I know everything about you better than anyone in my class.

Your favorite language is English, your favorite novel is Swordsman, your favorite food is buckwheat noodles, will you like me?

Would you choose sweet fruits, Van Gogh's paintings, and eternal poems, would you choose me?

A week of drizzle followed the heavy rain, dyeing the sky a lonely gray.The monotonous rhythm of raindrops beating on the window frame is like a very sad piece of music.Ke Shan looked at the overly wet and lifeless flowers and plants in the planter, wishing for the warm and dazzling sunlight as if empathizing with him.

When will it be sunny after the rain?

After that day, the teacher avoided me, so the umbrella that I had never had the chance to return in person was still on the table, and when I saw it casually, I felt a sense of grievance that I hated.

You shouldn't be wronged, because the teacher is not wrong, but you are the one who is wrong.

Knowing that showing love will destroy the relationship between the two of them, Ke Shan overestimated his heart, and it can no longer suppress the eager desire.

The teacher in the classroom couldn't see the change, and he still had a proud look that attracted him, but occasionally he would look away when his eyes met and stopped calling his name.

The name-calling game between us, if the initial rivalry seemed to be an illusion, and it had already been transformed into a tacit understanding, then this tacit understanding is now a real illusion.There is no more, the little enjoyment when the eyes meet, those comfortable and beautiful smiles.

Suddenly, my chest hurt so badly that I couldn't breathe.

Every day, every day, the pain that is tearing in the chest is clamoring, and the heart that has become hoarse.

Like will be so sad, at that time, already know.So no matter how painful my heart is now, I have no regrets.

I just want to convey this heart to him completely.It is my last self-willedness and ignorance.

Finally, when the sun cleared, the sky revealed a part of blue.

Ke Shan knew that on Fridays, Pei Jing usually stayed until the end, silently holding an umbrella outside the office.This may be the last chance to cheer yourself up with this sentence.

"Teacher, your umbrella." The moment Ke Shan saw the figure, he immediately handed over the umbrella, fearing that the other party would turn around and leave if he didn't.

Pei Jing took the umbrella and remained silent.

Ke Shan looked at Pei Jing with his head down, and tightly grasped the hem of his clothes. "Teacher, I have something to tell you, I..."

Pei Jing raised his head abruptly, and interrupted: "I remembered that there are still some things to deal with."

Ke Shan's hands froze, and he loosened his hem weakly.

"Sorry, then I won't disturb the teacher." Ke Shan smiled.

When I passed by the teacher, I smelled the familiar faint sweet fragrance on his shirt.This kind of smell that I also have now is a futile beauty that I finally found after searching for half a year.

It can't be conveyed all the time, and it can't be understood by you. All I can do is leave you with a smile.

The sound of leaving footsteps gradually faded away, Pei Jing looked at the umbrella in his hand, and thought of the shallow brown eyes shining with fiery light under the umbrella that day, and the warm breath that seemed to still linger in his ears.The heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the hand holding the umbrella trembled slightly.

It was also that day that I finally realized that I was the one who made Ke Shan look sad when he was talking in his sleep.

And just now, I made him show that kind of forced smile that seemed to be about to cry in the next second.

Hearts were pulled together, eyes closed, his unreserved bright smile on his face seemed to be right in front of his eyes.Wanting to protect but hesitating to escape, such a cowardly and selfish self suddenly got tired of it.

Pei Jing opened his eyes, dropped the umbrella and chased after him, as if he had left behind his former self who closed his heart for fear of being hurt.

As long as you are more frank and brave, you won't let him show such a sad expression again, right?

The moment Ke Shan turned his back to Pei Jing, his eyes turned red instantly, and he had to clenched his fists to hold back the tears.She was in great despair, but suddenly a pair of warm hands grabbed her wrist.

Ke Shan stared blankly at Pei Jing who held him silent, and came to the rooftop where he didn't plan to go again.

"Ke Shan." Pei Jing called softly.

Keshan gasped for breath.

It's been a long time since I heard him call out his name softly.After the sun cleared, the dazzling sunlight hit my body, and I suddenly realized that what I had lost was such a warm thing.The suppressed tears could no longer be controlled.

"Teacher, I'm sorry that day...but I like you...I've always liked you."

Don't want to lose, but also want to have.After letting go of being brave, I found my true self.

Pei Jing was bewildered by the frank tears.Even at this time, I apologize first, the student I care about is really considerate.So she said softly, "I see, don't cry."

Such gentle comfort made Ke Shan cry even harder.

Pei Jing quietly accompanied him until he embarrassedly wiped away his last tears.

"Kesan, we are all men."

"But I really like you."

Crying to the point of hoarseness, Pei Jing directly surrendered in his heart as he spoke of such a pure and straightforward reason.

"I'm eight years older than you."

"Linghu Chong is also eight years older than Ren Yingying." Ke Shan retorted softly.Don't think I haven't read your favorite "Swordsman" by now.

Pei Jing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, there was nothing he could do about it.

"Most importantly, you are the student and I am the teacher."

"But I won't be your student all the time, I can wait."

Ke Shan's clear eyes looked at him cautiously and nervously. "If you care about being a teacher and a student, and I still have a little hope, you can reply to me after I graduate, okay?"

Pei Jing's heart softened, he couldn't bear to refuse this kind of pleading and acting like a baby, couldn't he?

When did it start? The pleasant atmosphere when he approached him proactively made him forget to keep his distance.Unknowingly, he was already so close to him, breaking into the high wall erected.The moment he knew his mind, while considering all kinds of scruples, he already existed in his heart.

Pei Jing slightly raised the corner of his mouth and agreed to the request. "If you were still in the same mood at that time."

Ke Shan smiled through tears, with unshakable firmness in his eyes. "Teacher, I have already met someone I like and am passionate about, and that is everything to you. So I will do my best and will not give up."

Pei Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he was shaken by the persistence in his tone.With a hint of doting in the corner of her eyes, she patted his head. "I finally laughed. Such beautiful eyes are swollen from crying."

Ke Shan blushed slightly, stretched out his arms, and said with a shy smile: "Then give a reward to some desperate guy?"

Isn't this what the sports meeting itself said?The man literally remembered everything he said.Pei Jing smiled shyly and approached him.

The long-awaited warmth of holding the teacher in his arms for the first time made Ke Shan's tears fall again.

It's beautiful to be around you, and your light shines on me.

Such a pure and gentle person who gave himself a hug.Pei Jing leaned against his shoulder, and kissed quietly the shoulder that had been soaked by the heavy rain.

In the scorching July, there was not a single cloud in the blue sky, as if the wind had stopped.I thought it would only be sunny, but I was caught off guard by the torrential rain.

Ke Shan ran to the station in the rain, and went to school the next day with a strong nasal voice.The not-so-refreshing blockage in the nasal cavity, as well as the sultry weather, are just like my own mood.And this mood may also be because although I have conveyed my heart well, I still have to wait a year for a reply.The teacher's attitude as usual made me feel uneasy, thinking about such troubles as whether he would like me.

This is one's own choice, but still being anxious reflects one's own weakness.While being firm, I glimpsed the immature self.

When I returned to the classroom from the activity class, I found that there was a box of cold medicine and a folding umbrella on the desk, and there was a note next to it, which was written in correct handwriting: Who said that idiots can't catch a cold.

Ke Shan laughed instantly, even his brows and eyes curved happily.

I already have such a rare warmth, what else is there to be afraid of.

At this moment, the blockage and stuffiness were all blown away by the summer wind, and the fragrance of plants diffused.

The last semester of the second year of high school ended in the aroma of summer, but the self who wanted to become stronger had just begun.