After being reborn repeatedly, he was entangled by a green tea repeater

"Actually, I'm waiting for you here because of the last photo." Shen Nianchu recovered his thoughts, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, and said softly, "I took a photo of you last time, so I should give you a photo." Please tell me your QQ or WeChat ID, and I will add you when I get back and send you the photos."

"Okay." Chen Jiayu took the paper and pen she handed over, wrote a series of numbers on it, and handed it back to her, "This is my QQ number."

Shen Nianchu folded the paper carefully and put it carefully into his pocket. He pursed his lips again and asked softly: "Are you going to the library now? It just so happens that I also want to read a book, shall we?"

"Yeah." Chen Jiayu nodded without hesitation.

First of all, the library itself is a public place, so Chen Jiayu certainly has no excuse to refuse.

Secondly, Chen Jiayu didn't really want to refuse deep down.

Shen Nianchu was the girl he liked when he was young. This is an undeniable fact.

Although this love has faded a lot now, and it can no longer be regarded as a "like", and it may never be able to return to the original fiery persistence.

But to him, she is still a little special.

The two of them went upstairs one after the other.

When we got to the third floor, we went separately to choose books.

Chen Jiayu randomly selected a book and found a seat to sit down.

After a while, Shen Nianchu also came over with a thick book. She walked to the seat next to him, then sat down and put the book on the table.

Chen Jiayu glanced around and found that what she was holding was a picture album.

"A collection of Monet's paintings... Monet seems to be a French Impressionist painter?"

"Hey, do you know Monet? Do you also like Monet's paintings?"

Shen Nianchu was a little surprised.

"I know a little bit about it, but I don't really like it." Chen Jiayu shrugged and said casually: "It should be said that I don't have any favorite painters. Because I don't have any artistic skills, and I have never been able to appreciate such elegant things as painting. .”

Shen Nianchu also smiled, she thought the boy was so frank and adorable.

Blinking, not knowing what she thought of, she suddenly said: "Stretch out your hand and face me with your palm."

"What?"

"You'll find out later." She slightly curled her lips.

Chen Jiayu followed suit.

The next second, Shen Nianchu also raised his hand, and a pair of soft and slender little hands came close to him, their palms touching his palms closely.

Soft and very comfortable.

Chen Jiayu was stunned.

Then, Shen Nianchu closed his eyes and looked solemn.

Chen Jiayu: "...What are you doing?"

She still had her eyes closed, her beautiful face was unsmiling, and she said seriously: "I am using my inner strength to transfer all my lifelong artistic cultivation into your body."

Chen Jiayu: "..."

After saying this, Shen Nianchu probably felt stupid himself, so he immediately retracted his little hand, then opened his eyes, but did not dare to look at him. He just lowered his eyelashes and looked at the bottom of the table, from his cheek to his neck. They all gradually became powdery.

"I'm just joking...don't mind it."

Chen Jiayu didn't mind, he was surprised.

In his impression, Shen Nianchu was an elegant, beautiful, polite, and almost perfect girl in every aspect - except for a little bit of arrogance that made her stand out from others.

This is normal, because her conditions are enough to support her pride.

But the more perfect she is, the more people feel that she is inaccessible, even a little... hollow and false.

She is like a goddess, like a princess.

But he doesn't look like a real person.

But at that moment, she may still be extremely beautiful, but in fact she is a perfectly teenage girl, a little naive and a little romantic.

As a result, she still looks the same as before at first glance, but if you look closely, you can feel that there are some subtle differences.

It seems that she has changed from a "goddess" to a "girl".

Chen Jiayu looked at her in surprise, "I always thought you were just aloof, but I didn't expect you to tell cold jokes. Is it because you are so aloof that even your jokes have become cold?"

Shen Nianchu lowered his head, raised his hand to smooth a strand of hair hanging down, and whispered: "It's not funny, is it? In fact, I rarely do this..."

"Then you can talk about it more in the future, it's quite cute."

"……Yeah?"

"Um."

Shen Nianchu raised his face, looked at him, pursed his lips and smiled.

The late summer breeze comes in through the window, the library is neither cold nor hot, and the leaves are swaying to shed light and shadow.

The two of them stopped talking and were both immersed in the books in their hands.

When class was about to begin, Shen Nianchu looked at Chen Jiayu again and spoke softly.

"Will you come to the library again at noon tomorrow?"

Chen Jiayu looked into her slightly expectant eyes and suddenly became aware of it.

Of course, it's not like he hasn't thought about the possibility that he's being sentimental.

But in every reincarnation in the past, Shen Nianchu's emotions were usually extremely restrained, tolerant and repressed. She never took the initiative to express anything, and she and Chen Jiayu maintained a kind of coldness and alienation to the point of being almost strangers from beginning to end. distance.

So, at the end of the day, when Chen Jiayu heard her say she had a crush on him for the first time, he almost thought he was dreaming.

But this time, she has really changed a bit.

…

Countless thoughts ran through Chen Jiayu's mind, but he didn't respond in time.

Shen Nianchu waited for a while, and when he saw that he was silent, he asked again: "Classmate Chen Jiayu, will you still come to the library at noon tomorrow?"

Chen Jiayu hesitated for a long time and finally nodded: "Yes."

Shen Nianchu pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay, then I'll come too."

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After a while, Chen Jiayu returned to the classroom of Class 3.

As soon as he sat down, Cai Jiayi, who was unpacking spicy strips, tilted her head and glanced at him, then asked casually: "You didn't go back to the classroom all afternoon, where did you go?"

Chen Jiayu said: "Library."

Before speaking, Chen Jiayu hesitated for a second, but soon answered truthfully.

There is currently no relationship between him and Shen Nianchu or Cai Jiayi that requires concealment or avoidance of this matter, so let's just tell the truth.

Cai Jiayi did not ask further questions, but smiled and handed him the spicy strips in her hand: "By the way, this brand of spicy strips is very delicious, you should try it too."

Looking at the red spicy strips, Chen Jiayu frowned.

"No, I don't like eating this kind of thing."

"Don't worry, it just looks spicy, but it's not very spicy."

"……don't want."

"It's really delicious. Why don't you try it once?" Cai Jiayi stretched her hand forward, blinked and said with a smile, "You must have the courage to try new things in life, only then can you discover unexpected surprises. .”