Daydream Me

Shen Juan was sitting on the stadium stand with He Songnan's mobile phone, facing the pitch-black screen, a little dazed.

He and Lin Yujing didn't go back to the sports field immediately after they had eaten at noon, and went to the north building to find He Songnan.

The sports meeting has nothing to do with the third year of high school. The juniors and juniors of the first and second year of high school are very lively on the sports field. The third year of high school is doing paperwork quietly and silently in the north building.

Lonely as snow.

The fun of others is the fun of others, and it has nothing to do with me.

He Songnan was in pain.

He felt that the only joy in his senior year of high school was the pain of working with various exam papers every day, and the only joy was the lunch break with friends and the biweekly physical education class.

As a result, his friends don't often have lunch with him now.

After he sacrificed himself, he would rather be a victim but also protect his friends and seduce girls, so that he would not lose his favorite girl at the same table.

What a **** friend! !

He Songnan was so angry.

So in the first class in the afternoon of their class after a long absence, He Songnan gave him a scolding when Shen Juan came to look for him.

"Shen Juan, what kind of a **** friend are you!" He Songnan stood beside the blackboard newspaper and pointed at him, "For you, people come to watch Lao Tzu every day at the gate of my class, I recognize it, and now I don't even have meals with me I eat? Do you count how many days you haven't come to see me?"

Shen Juan sat on his table, with his feet on the back of the chair, impatiently: "Are you a little girl? Do I have to accompany you to eat twenty days a month?"

He Songnan smiled: "That's not necessary, you only have 20 classes a month, little brother."

Shen Fan made a "tsk".

He Songnan noticed his abnormal mood and jumped two steps: "What's the matter, who has annoyed you, Master Tired."

Shen Juan snapped his phone on his desk: "I'll ask you."

He Songnan respectfully said, "You ask."

Shen Lian said, "Why don't you have a little romance with you?"

"Because I didn't **** grow up." He Songnan said.

Shen Jian looked at him blankly, was silent for three seconds, and continued: "Then imagine now that you have it."

He Songnan said, "What does it look like?"

Shen Wan reluctantly spit out two words: "very, good."

He Songnan said, "Then I'll be in love with her for sure."

Shen Lian: "..."

The big guy gave another "tsk", obviously dissatisfied with the answer.

"Then I won't talk to her," He Songnan quickly changed his words, "you're only a high school student, you have to study hard, talk about what the **** is in love, what the **** is the relationship between men and women, I, I don't like anyone. "

Shen Juan didn't speak this time, but the air pressure was lower than it seemed.

He Songnan was helpless, and snapped his phone on the table: "Brother, what answer do you want to hear, teach me, and I'll tell you."

Shen Wan is because he doesn't know what answer he wants.

He Songnan usually looks like a love expert, proficient in seven, seven, forty-nine ways to flirt with girls, and exchanges methods with Jiang Han every day to pick up girls, but now it seems that Shen Wan thinks that he is a scumbag.

Boss Shen was surrounded by a feeling of confusion that he had never had before, and the barrages in his mind began to run wildly—

What if there are two handsome childhood sweethearts at the same table?

Will the same table fall in love with one of her two handsome childhood sweethearts?

Is it because the same table is too small and looks too good, so now he can't look down on other men?

But what the **** does this have to do with him?

Shen Juan thought about the barrage that had something to do with him again.

Who at the same table thinks Lu Jiaheng or Shen Juan is more handsome?

...

Shen Wan felt pain in his temple and started to have a migraine again.

When the bell rang and the physical education class was over, he sighed, lifted his long legs, got off the table, touched the phone from the table, and walked towards the sports field.

Back in the tenth class stand, Lin Yujing was chatting with Cheng Yi. He turned his head to the side very intently, propped his head up, and didn't notice the movement around him.

But Cheng Yi saw him, they looked at each other, Cheng Yi turned his head and suddenly asked, "If one day Shen Juan talks to a girl, your only friend in this place has to keep a distance, will you? Don't you feel unhappy?"

Shen tired footsteps.

"I was so happy that I jumped up and bought him two 500-ring firecrackers to celebrate." Lin Yu said in shock.

Shen Lian: "..."

Ah.

Shen tired laughed.

He looked at Lu Jiaheng and Cheng Yi with a seemingly vague glance, sat down expressionlessly, took out his phone, his expression was calm and indifferent, completely unaffected, and he didn't hear anything.

When he clicked the home button, Lin Yu turned his head in shock.

Shen Juan saw the wallpaper of an enchanting big-breasted girl with a six-digit password on it, and was at a loss for a moment.

When is he this wallpaper?

He was stunned for half a second, but quickly reacted.

This is his mother He Songnan's phone.

The two people have the same mobile phone model, and they don't like to use protective cases. When they put the screen together, they are exactly the same. He didn't pay attention when he left.

But Lin Yujing was staring at him now.

What the **** is the password of He Songnan's broken phone?

Shen Juan held Lin Yujing's gaze, looked at the six-digit password on the screen, his lips were tightened, his fingertips dangled a few times on the screen, and he played with the phone seriously, completely ignoring her. .

Fortunately, Lin Yujing quickly went to the Sports Commission to talk about her project, and accompanied Wen Zihui to check in. Shen Juan drooped his eyelids, locked the screen, and got up and walked towards the North Building.

The campus was silent. He Songnan's class should be in class at the moment, and he had to wait until they were out of class before going to him to exchange it.

Shen Juan copied it into his pocket and walked along the basketball court unhurriedly.

He recalled what happened a few days before the start of school, when he first met Lin Yu and was shocked to the present.

Shen Juan had never been in a relationship, but he was not a fool. He seemed to pay too much attention to Lin Yujing.

In the beginning, it was just because she tried hard to restrain the thorns all over her body, but it was still very eye-catching. She was so sad that she looked like she would be paralyzed on the ground in the next second. Make him feel that this person is quite interesting.

Later, why did he find that she was really interesting?

But that doesn't explain the irritability that needs to be suppressed when confronted with her male friend.

Also, why did he react a little too hard when she called him brother.

Before he dropped out of school, Shen Juan was chased by many girls. He had a complete range of types, and there were many squeaks. Apart from trouble, he didn't feel anything else.

Lin Yujing was different.

But what was the difference, he couldn't tell.

Or he actually felt it a long time ago, what is the reason for that unusual possessiveness.

But he didn't want to admit it.

Why not.

Because Lin Yujing had no idea about him.

Her every move, every word and deed, all revealed a piece of information - she didn't have any messy thoughts about him, she simply trusted him and regarded him as a friend.

I take you as my deskmate, and I want to be good friends with you, but you are full of colored waste. I call you brother and you will respond.

This is so **** scary.

Shen Juan walked to the door of the North Building, leaned against the pillar, and sighed.

Until Wen Zihui's shot put match ended, Shen Juan did not reply to the message.

Lin Yujing began to regret it.

Thinking about it carefully, she felt that she was asking a little too bluntly.

Maybe Shen Wan felt that she was abrupt, and the relationship between the two was not at that level.

But the questions have been asked, and there is no way to withdraw them. Since the other party has not replied, she is too embarrassed to say something else, otherwise it will be very unnecessary.

Lin Yu was shocked and returned to the tenth class stand, and found that Shen Juan had disappeared.

She swept around, but didn't see anyone else, turned to look at Cheng Yi: "Where is my table?"

"He left as soon as you left," Cheng Yi said casually, "I thought he was looking for you."

"Ah," Lin Yu sat down in shock, resting his elbows on his knees, propping his head up, and after a while, he answered meaninglessly, "Ah..."

She lowered her eyes in frustration and pursed her lips.

She regretted it, she knew she didn't ask anything.

Is he angry?

Cheng Yi and Lu Jiaheng stayed here for two days. They originally planned to stay until the weekend, but Cheng Yi received a call from his father that night. His grandfather had a birthday on the weekend and was forgotten by him. Mr. Cheng slapped him in the face. scolded.

So Lin Yujing asked Liu Fujiang to take a leave of absence at the next day's sports meeting, saying that he fell and slept badly yesterday, and Liu Fujiang directly approved it without saying a word.

She ate all day with Lu Jiaheng and Cheng Yi, and sent them to the airport in the evening, but she didn't have time to think about Shen tired.

It wasn't until she took the subway back from the airport to the city that the surroundings became quiet, and she remembered it.

Lin Yu sat in the subway in shock, shook his legs twice, and sent a message to Li Lin: [Boss Li, did Shen Juan go to the sports meeting today? 】

Boss Li replied quickly: [No! I thought you two were sneaking out to play. 】

Lin Yu retracted the phone in shock.

Shen Juan didn't live in school. Since he wasn't in school, he was probably in the studio. Lin Yujing didn't go back to school either, so he took the subway and went home.

When she got off the subway at 5:30 in the evening, she didn't go home. She walked to the door of the 7-11 convenience store, stopped, and started walking towards Shen Wan's studio.

When he walked to the entrance of the alley, Lin Yu looked inside, but didn't go in. After watching for a while, he continued to walk towards 7-11.

She wanted to create a chance encounter, but she didn't believe that Shen Jian would not come out to buy a pack of cigarettes, a dinner or something.

Go to the door of the convenience store, turn back again, go to the alley entrance of the studio, and continue to turn back.

I walked back and forth three or four times, until it was dark.

The street lights are bright, and the car lights on the street are connected end to end, looking like a long bright yellow dragon from a distance.

When passing 7-11 for the fifth time, Lin Yujing finally felt like a psychopath.

Just walking back and forth on the main road, humming songs, wandering aimlessly, wandering.

Lin Yujing suddenly felt that his previous thoughts were too superficial, maybe other people's mental illness is not a mental illness! Also looking for opportunities to meet!

She sighed, stood in front of the huge glass window, and looked inside secretly and quietly.

In front of the freezer was a boy in a black sweater. He was tall and thin. Lin Yujing's eyes were half blocked by the shelves. All he could see was his sweater hat and the back of his head.

She was at the door of the 7-11 convenience store, jumping on the ground with her feet on her feet, walking to the farthest side for a while, and to the other side of the door for a while, trying to find an angle to look at the profile of this person, to see who it is Not tired.

After bouncing like this for a while, the boy finally turned his head when the clerk at the cashier looked at her with strange eyes.

Pretty handsome, but no, it belongs to the gentle and delicate type.

Lin Yu sighed in amazement, turned his head unhappily, and saw a pair of white sneakers close at hand.

Startled, she raised her head.

Shen Wan stood behind her and looked down at her with an indifferent expression.

Lin Yujing was almost certain that the person in the store was him, but it turned out to be no, no matter what, the next second, she turned around from 5:30 and wanted to meet by chance. The person she hadn't met also appeared behind her.

So close, silent, I don't know how long I stood there.

Lin Yu's terrified expression had not had time to retract, and accompanied by the embarrassment of being caught doing something bad, he stammered: "Shen, Shen Jian?"

"That man, is your ideal type?" Shen Yan asked calmly.