Turn the sun into old age

Hua Gentian returned to her seat, but still felt her heart beating like a drum.

This feeling is really strange, his mind is full of hype thoughts, but he can't grasp which is the source of his troubles now.

The classroom was full of noise. He thought it was loud and noisy at first, but now it showed another level of comfort and tranquility.

He slowly tried to take a deep breath to keep his mind calm, and when the anger in his heart finally dissipated, he remembered that his thermos was still on the pool.

Frowning in frustration, he stood up and wanted to go out to look for it, but he saw Tang Tang approaching with his thermos.

"Long time to see you, little 艽艽, you forget things." Tang Tang smiled smugly, and handed him the thermos.

Before Hua Jia could speak, he saw him blink playfully, then turned his head and said to Qing Chen in a moderate voice: "Hey brother, Zhao Wenyuan asked you to go to the roof at the New Year's party, she has something to do." Let me tell you~"

Xu Ranzheng burst out laughing at the last note, but Hua Jia suddenly turned around, staring at the book unfolded on her desk, but did not dare to look back.

He was afraid that when he turned around, he would see Qing Chenyi's happy smiling face, or something else.

But Qing Chen once said that he likes him...

Before he knew it, Hua Jia realized that he had imagined what Zhao Wenyuan would say to Qing Chen at that time, and what he cared more about was Qing Chen's reaction.

Will he say yes?Will you try to think about it?Would he choose to abandon him, a boring person, and turn around to the cheerful and beautiful Zhao Wenyuan?

The too embarrassing imagination made him clenched his fists, and when his nose was sore, water vapor filled his eyes.

He didn't want Qing Chen to look at others with such focused eyes, but he was going abroad soon, and he couldn't give Qing Chen a promise and a future.

but......

Tears were on the verge of falling, and before the class bell rang, Hua Li got up, turned around and left the noisy class.

Seeing this, Tang Tang hurriedly got up, a little confused: "What's wrong with him?"

Qing Chen frowned slightly, a little worried, so he also stood up and followed out.

As soon as he went out, he saw the flaming red hem of the flower jacket disappearing at the stairs, so he continued to chase after it.

Huajiao's footsteps were always gentle and slow, but this time they were a little hurried, as if they were continuing to escape from something.

Qing Chen didn't have time to think about what was there at this time, so he followed the sound to the roof of the building, and looked at the open iron door in a daze.

In his cognition, Hua Gua does not seem to be the kind of person who would like to go to this kind of place.

But as soon as he stepped out of the rooftop tentatively, he heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the figure standing inside.

It is genus.

Qing Chen didn't dare to disturb him, because from his point of view, Huajiao didn't seem to respond, just standing alone in the sun, her long and slender fingers hanging down were blue and white.

After getting closer quietly, he said softly: "Huajiao, what's the matter?"

He thought his tone was gentle enough, but his thin back still trembled slightly.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Qing Chenyi was a little anxious, and went directly to grab Hua Jia's shoulders, insisting on seeing his expression at this time.

Huajiao struggled twice and failed to struggle away, the tears overflowing her eyes fell down like broken beads, her beautiful eye sockets were red, she looked very pitiful.

"What's the matter?" Qing Chenyi was even more anxious now, and wanted to ask clearly, but seeing his appearance made him feel distressed, so he had no choice but to pin his shoulders to prevent him from escaping.

Huajiao couldn't break free, so she had to lower her head vigorously, with grievance and dissatisfaction stuffed into her chest, but she couldn't say anything.

Hearing the concerned inquiries and anxious expressions of the people in front of him, he suddenly felt that he was being cared for by others, and he felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

So when Qing Chenyi asked again if he was not feeling well, he nodded slightly.

Qing Chen became angry right away: "I'll tell you sooner if I'm not feeling well, and I'm still going to have a fart class. Let's go! I'll take you to the hospital."

But he didn't pull the flower genitals, because as soon as he finished speaking, a soft body was thrown into his arms, and then those slender arms wrapped around his waist.

Huajiao's small whimper sounded in his chest, accompanied by a few vague words of rejection.

Qing Chen didn't know whether to be happy or angry for a while, so he reached out and hugged him tightly, and sighed helplessly: "Hey, you are trying to play me to death."

The person in his arms uttered a few low sobbing sounds, and then there was no further movement.

So much so that when the bell rang for class later, Qing Chen realized that he put his arms around his shoulders and felt as if he was dreaming.

But such a good time didn't last long, and soon Huajia returned to its state and broke away from his arms.

Except for the red eye sockets which proved that he had really cried just now, his expression and eyes were no longer aggrieved or sad.

Qing Chen was a little overwhelmed, so he had to stand opposite him and looked at him with concern, and then asked in a low voice, "Are you still feeling well? Let me take you to the hospital."

Hua Gentile shook her head when she heard the words, said hoarsely that it was all right, then turned around and left.

The vast Tiantai Mountain has a musty smell, and there is ice on the ground that condensed from the dew last night, giving off a desolate and cold atmosphere.

Qing Chen, who was a little confused, frowned, feeling a little worried, but since the class was about to start, he followed closely.

When he got to the classroom, the teacher hadn't come yet. He sat on his seat and looked at the silent and cold-faced Huajiao, and sighed.

From then until New Year's Day, Hua Gua ignored him again.

While waiting for the New Year's Eve party, everyone in the class moved their stools downstairs to prepare. Although it was cold at night, the people in the yard were still full of enthusiasm and packed the stools tightly together to gather the crowd for warmth.

With great difficulty, Qing Chen agreed with Tang Tang to give him the seat next to Huajiao. When the people downstairs were done, he discovered that Huajiao was on the left and the sports committee member of Class Nine was on the right.

"No, aren't you from Class Nine? Why are you sitting here?" Qing Chenyi was quite dissatisfied.

Wu Jue didn't take it seriously: "Your class is at the front, and Huajiao promised to let me sit, so you want to take care of it?"

He said so, this time Huajiao didn't say anything to favor him, but kept wrapping his face in the scarf and looking at the brightly lit stage not far away.

With a light sigh, Qing Chen had no choice but to give up and stop fighting with him.

This year's juniors are very thoughtful, the cross talk sketches and so on are very interesting, and there is a very handsome street dance opening, this New Year's Day party is outrageously grand.

But Qing Chenyi's attention has been on Hua Jia, watching him staring at the show on stage, always wanting to take advantage of this time when he is in a good mood to talk to him.

But at the end of the day, he didn't find a chance. Instead, the classmates next to him urged him to find someone.

He turned his head when he heard it, only to realize that it was Zhao Wenyuan, who was standing outside and beckoning to him, then turned around and walked towards the teaching building.

After hesitating for a long time, Qing Chen still felt that he should not disappoint others' kindness, at least he had to speak clearly, so he also got up and followed.

And where he didn't notice, Hua Gua's eyes lightly fell on his back, and the hands on his knees were clenched in vain.