kiss your brow

The physical education class was over, the sun was shining brightly, Chu Ning looked at the dazzling sunshine and went to the campus restaurant for dinner with her classmates.

Ding Pengpeng poked her slender waist with his finger, and asked, "Chu Ning, did you go to find Song Ying just now?"

Chu Ning thought of what Chen Rongyun said, and her heart tightened in shock, "Yes."

"did you find it?"

"found it."

"That's good. If Song Ying doesn't come to PE class, she must be smoking in a corner." Ding Pengpeng rubbed her hair and said.

Chu Ning lowered her head, holding the lunch box, not knowing how to answer.

She lives cautiously, not free and easy, and even more timid when encountering things, living like a passerby.

The dining room was full of students, noisy, in groups of three or four, with shoulders crossed and shoulders crossed, students dressed in revealing clothes, in all kinds of postures.

Ding Pengpeng greeted a few good students, and took Chu Ning to cook dinner.

The two found a place to sit down after eating.

"You guys are here, we can sit here." Lu Na and Song Ying stood at the table with dinner plates, Song Ying looked calm, and his eyes turned to Chu Ning.

Chu Ning didn't raise her head, she lowered her head, her black hair was docilely attached to her ears, and she consciously gave way inside.

It happened that Song Ying was sitting next to her, four people at a table, and the atmosphere was very strange.

Except for Ding Pengpeng and Lu Na who were chatting enthusiastically at the table, Chu Ning lowered her head to eat without saying a word, Song Ying rested her chin and listened to their chat quietly, feeling bored.

Song Ying glanced at Chu Ning out of the corner of her eye, and said in a low voice, "I'll take you back to the dormitory at seven o'clock."

Chu Ning paused with her fingers and said nothing more.

Song Ying should also live in the school. It is not compulsory for the first middle school and evening self-study, and day students also leave school normally, so there are fewer people who study in the evening. In addition, high school is under great pressure, and the teachers pay more attention to the mental health of the students.

Ding Pengpeng looked at Chu Ning and said, "Let's go out to play at night, I'll take you to the disco."

Chu Ning shook her head and smiled: "I still have to do the test paper."

"Where's the nerd." After Ding Pengpeng finished speaking, he turned his head and asked, "Aying, are you going?"

Song Ying: "Sorry, I have something to do tonight."

Nima.

Is Song Ying too busy today, I don't see what he is busy with, except to go to the bar and playground with them occasionally.

Ding Pengpeng glanced at Chu Ning, then at Song Ying, but couldn't see anything wrong.

At the end of the last class, everyone in the classroom ran away. Chu Ning put the book in the drawer and took out a copy of "Flying Birds" borrowed from the library. She planned to go to the dormitory to read the book.

Chu Ning walked out of the classroom and locked the door. The night wind blew in from the corridor, messing up her bangs. She looked at the sporadic moonlight in the distance and went down the stairs.

After walking a few steps, I saw Song Ying leaning against the wall, wearing a white shirt, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and was about to call someone, wearing a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and black hair covering his eyebrows In the dim light, her outline adds a hazy sense of coolness.

She heard the sound, and ended the conversation with the other end of the phone.

Chu Ning looked at her, momentarily at a loss for words, "Yes, do you want to go together?"

Song Ying smiled, "It's not you who asked me to take you back to the dormitory."

"Hmm..." Students were not required to attend evening self-study, but as a boarding student, she returned to the dormitory too early and was rather bored, so she didn't go to do the test papers in the classroom.

Song Ying seems to...do not pay attention to study, and has a somewhat lonely personality.

"Let's go." Song Ying stepped on the steps downstairs.

Chu Ning followed obediently, and when she exited the teaching building, there was a cobblestone road. A hundred flowers bloomed in the campus, and the fragrance of the flowers was even stronger when the evening breeze blew.

The lights on both sides of the road were shining brightly, casting two shadows on the ground.

At this time, there were quite a lot of students doing evening self-study, and all classes were running to the dormitory. Many students on the way cast strange glances at Chu Ning. Chu Ning followed Song Ying, and suddenly had the illusion of a thorn on her back.

She didn't dare to look at those people, and followed Song Ying closely, her steps were messy, revealing the shred of timidity in her heart.

Several girls followed behind and whispered.

"Who is the girl next to Song Ying?"

"I don't know him, but he looks okay."

"It should be the little follower. It's not like you don't know the hobbies of those in Class Nine."

"Xu Shujiao from the sixth class likes Song Ying. This is something that everyone knows. Why does a small follower suddenly appear? Do you want to deal with CP like this? Your circle is really chaotic."

Chen Rongyun stood beside them, looked at Chu Ning and Song Ying, and frowned coldly, "This time she was lucky, she escaped a catastrophe."

Fu Xuan said with a smile: "Don't be angry, after school is over on Friday, she can't live in school all the time, with Song Ying protecting her."

"I just want to tease her because I see her upset."

Fu Xuan: "You are not upset with her, you are upset with Song Ying, right? Rong Yun, you are so stupid, Song Ying doesn't take you seriously, you can let her have a taste of that. In her own way , and heal his body."

Chen Rongyun was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"No, we can deal with her like this..." Fu Xuan stretched out her hand to put her hand on the wind, and put it close to Chen Rongyun's ear.

Chu Ning found her new dormitory with the key, and turned to Song Ying and said, "Thank you for sending me back."

Song Ying raised her eyebrows, "Stop stuttering?"

Chu Ning wondered for a moment before she realized what she meant. She explained: "I'm born with a stuttering problem, and I don't like to talk. If I talk too much, my throat will itch and become hoarse for a few days."

"That's it. Now I'll take you back, you can rest assured, go in quickly."

"Which dormitory do you live in?" She asked curiously.

Song Ying raised her hand, pointed to the last room and said, "7736"

Chu Ning nodded slightly, and ended the conversation with her in the corridor.

There were three people in the dormitory, all of whom were girls from other classes. Chu Ning sat on her bed and put the books on the bed. Seeing her roommates doing their own things, she found a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, she washed her clothes and dried her hair with a hair dryer. She walked out of the bathroom in cartoon pajamas. Her face was steamed like a boiled egg, white and smooth.

Ding Zhenzhen from Class [-] noticed her, feeling familiar, and asked, "Ah, are you from Class [-]?"

Chu Ning paused and said, "Hi, my name is Chu Ning."

"I'm in the same class as Song Ying, as I remember, you are Song Yingxin's deskmate, aren't you?"

"Um……"

"My memory is really good!" Ding Zhenzhen happily put down the book, and gossiped with the girl on the bed behind, "Song Ying used to date our Xu Shujiao for a while, and then the two broke up for some reason. It's my dissatisfaction."

Chu Ning opened her eyes and didn't understand what they said, then she heard another girl named Cai Yan, who was in the same class as Ding Zhenzhen, and the three of them began to gossip.

Cai Yan's curiosity was ignited, "Song Ying used to be a mess, did you play well?"

Ding Zhenzhen thought about it and said: "No, she just has a lot of crushes."

"It is said that Song Ying's group is difficult to seduce, but everyone knows that she likes girls in private."

"Hey, our Shu Jiao is so beautiful, why did we lose the battle?" Ding Zhenzhen sighed, and then asked Chu Ning: "You and Song Ying are at the same table, does she usually have someone she likes?"

Chu Ning sat on the bed with her knees crossed, holding a book and preparing to read it. When she asked her, she was startled, and stammered, "No, I don't know."

"Then do you like her?"

The impact of the question was too strong, Chu Ning was stunned, and said in surprise: "I like it? No, nothing, she, she is my deskmate."

Ding Zhenzhen didn't look like she was lying, so he propped his chin and said, "Let me tell you, Song Ying and my friend Xu Shujiao are just a couple. You can't set her up, let alone chase her."

Chu Ning stroked her hair by her ear, pulled it out and smiled awkwardly, "Don't worry, I, I don't like her."

Secretly exhaled, she doesn't understand the relationship between girls and girls, let alone participate.

However, Chu Ning did not expect the following things, and Ding Zhenzhen was the most powerful prophet.