At this time, he didn't feel anything about Bu Feng who was following behind him. Aman had already walked out of a classroom, and beside him were two young and pretty girls, both of whom were dressed as students, pure and quiet, showing a sense of school. The gentle and elegant temperament in it.
Oman, who just came out of the classroom, seemed to be about to say something, when suddenly he was patted lightly by Yan Tian, following Yan Tian's gaze, Oman turned to look at the figure standing in the corridor. It was pitch black and flashed out from behind him, his hair was slightly disheveled, his eyes were staring at the void deep in the corridor, his numb expression had a trace of cold luster, which made people feel pity, but he didn't want to get close.
Looking at that figure, the excitement in Oman's heart seemed to disappear suddenly, only the lonely and lonely figure remained in his eyes, and some memories of the past and memories in his mind flashed from time to time. Bu Feng, as if, suddenly returned to that night, watching the tears dripping from the corners of the boy's eyes in the cold night wind, crystal clear and translucent—
A trace of sadness crossed the excitement on her face, and was gently engraved on that delicate and charming face.
The two girls who walked out with Aman also noticed the change in Aman's expression, and following Aman's gaze, they just caught the loneliness and numbness that flashed from the corner of Bu Feng's eyes.
Among them, the girl with long hair looked at that gaze, and her mood became silent. The world in front of her eyes seemed to start beating with the silent but gentle rhythm, which made her heart a little bit more The sadness, faint, but pure.
She stared at the figure that seemed to be completely immersed in the darkness, her lips were slightly parted, her beautiful and slender willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, a trace of pity mixed with female maternal love grew from her trembling heartstrings, slowly It flowed towards the figure standing in the darkness not far away.
The moment another girl with ear-length short hair touched Bu Feng's cheek, an imperceptible gleam flashed in the depths of her eyes, and then disappeared, just like a companion around her, revealing a trace of mercy.
Standing beside Oman, Xia Tian had a panoramic view of the performances of several people. Although he couldn't figure out what the meaning of that fleeting light was, he subconsciously paid attention to the girl with ear-length short hair.
After a long while, Bu Feng slowly came back to his senses, sighed softly, and silently watched the black figure gradually disappearing from the darkness, the faint luster in his eyes pierced the coldness and numbness.
He turned his head, but just met the pity eyes of several people in Oman, he couldn't help but quickly calm down, his brows were slightly frowned, he didn't like this kind of pity eyes very much, even, he hated these pity eyes, especially Compassion from strangers.
Putting all the thoughts in his heart down again, Bu Feng's gaze was a little colder than before, as if sweeping across the void, sweeping across the faces of the two strange girls, and fixed on Aman.
Based on Oman's understanding of Bu Feng, he naturally knows his likes and dislikes clearly, and knows that he is a little unhappy now. The sadness on her face was wiped away, she smiled softly, pulled the two girls behind her to her side, and said to Bu Feng with a giggle: "Ah Feng, I will introduce you to two friends!"
Bu Feng's eyes were still cold, and he nodded slightly.
A mysterious smile suddenly flashed across Oman's face. He pulled the long-haired girl with a long figure, patted her on the shoulder affectionately, and said with a smile: "This little beauty is called this girl." The school belle, hehe."
After finishing speaking, he patted the shoulder of the long-haired girl lightly, and a mysterious smile flashed on his face again.
The long-haired girl didn't notice this, she smiled shyly at Aman, then she took a step forward lightly, stretched out her right hand to Bu Feng, smiled slightly, and said generously: "Hello, my name is Gu Yueying!"
Various thoughts were still echoing in his mind. Bu Feng originally just glanced at the girl who came forward, his hands were slightly drooping beside him, and he had no intention of shaking hands with her at all. idea.
This is his most common attitude towards a stranger.
However, the three words that came out of the girl's mouth caused a sudden shock in his heart.
"Gu Yueying!"
The shocked expression naturally couldn't escape Oman's eyes, she smiled happily, feeling a little proud in her heart.
Looking at the girl in front of him, Bu Feng gradually thought of the tall and thin young man with messy hair, and the menacing smell of alcohol on the young man also floated up with this memory. The eyes hidden under the glasses are staring at him with brilliance.
Staring at the eyes full of sincerity and longing in the void, Bu Feng murmured to himself silently: Don't worry, I will take good care of her!
After being silent for a while, Bu Feng stretched out his hand and shook Gu Yueying's hand heavily, then nodded slightly to her.
Taking another deep look at Gu Yueying, Bu Feng let go of his hand, and glanced in the direction of Aman, with an imperceptible trace of gratitude in his eyes.
Under Bu Feng's gaze, Gu Yueying only felt that there seemed to be another kind of emotion contained in the boy's cold eyes, but before she could distinguish what it was, the cold and slender hand Released her right hand, and those eyes left hers.
In Bu Feng's view, the girl in front of him was entrusted by others to take care of him, and he must know her situation, but she didn't need to know her own situation. Therefore, although Gu Yueying introduced himself first, he did not speak, nor did he introduce himself politely.
Although this action is considered disrespectful to ordinary people, Oman on the side knows that this simple handshake action is already a kind of affirmation from Bu Feng to Gu Yueying. Rarely seen anymore.
Even Gu Yueying herself didn't think there was anything wrong with Bu Feng's reaction, she just felt that everything was normal, it seemed that this should be the style of the young man in front of her, if he answered her enthusiastically , but there is something wrong with it.
The other girl with ear-length short hair didn't feel that there was anything excessive, but there was a brilliance in her eyes again. She took a step lightly, bowed slightly to Bu Feng, and said with a smile: "Hello, senior!" , I am Zhang Yuan!"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Bu Feng's reply, he backed away gently.
In this way, it aroused Bu Feng's goodwill. This girl seemed a little unusual. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but nodded to Wang Yuan, and there was a hint of admiration in his cold eyes.
At this moment, strange but familiar bells rang suddenly, that ringing voice had appeared many times in Bu Feng's fantasies. At this moment, it rang in his ears so clearly and crisply, and the crisp sound knocked his past fantasy dreams apart, and the misty and radiant dream fragments suddenly appeared bursts. The strange luster, this kind of luster called hope, made Bu Feng stunned, and the ringtone gradually became clearer in his ears.
Aman glanced at the strange expression in Bu Feng's eyes, and rolled his eyes lightly. He pulled Bu Feng into a classroom not far away with Gu Yueying and Wang Yuan.
Now that he has arrived at school, Bu Feng naturally doesn't care about going into the classroom again, and isn't this what he has been looking forward to all along? Like a child of the same age, walk into the classroom in memory and listen carefully and relaxedly—
The anticipation in the past and the vague uneasiness in his heart prevented Bu Feng from noticing the strange smiles on the faces of Oman and Xia Tian.
The students in the classroom were talking about the lace news on campus as usual, laughing strangely from time to time, and some girls happily boasted to their female companions that she found another piece of clothing at the clothing market yesterday. The style and quality are top-notch bargains.
The reverberation of the class bell is still vibrating in my ears, mixed with the noise all over the large classroom, it seems noisy, but it is completely different from the kind of noise mixed with small merchants and peddlers on the roadside of the grocery market, which makes Bu Feng It didn't feel a bit noisy, and there was even a hint of kindness.
His eyes slowly swept across the dimly lit classroom, the yellow desks and chairs were slightly shabby, there were still some class notices on the blackboard, the dark red curtains were pulled to the sides fiercely, the skylight came in from the window, despite the Although it was gloomy outside, it also illuminated the classroom a lot. There was a layer of light on the surface of the concrete floor, which looked clean and refreshing.
Bu Feng's eyes slid over these things one by one, carefully looking at the cracks on the corner of the table, looking for the memories of the past.
In the end, he sat in the last row of the classroom with some caution. After scanning the classroom, he stopped at the window in the middle. Through the clean glass, he stared at the vast sky in the distance. , but his mood was rarely calm. Everything here, from the loud noises to the dilapidated tables and chairs, made him feel a rare tranquility.
Looking out of the window, he prayed silently in his heart, for this tranquility and for this hope.
The eyes of Oman and the others have been carefully falling on Bu Feng. Oman and Yantian were relieved by the peace on Bu Feng's face, and at the same time swept past the classroom door from time to time, waiting with some anticipation for the expression on Bu Feng's face. Variety.
The eyes of Gu Yueying and those two girls also stayed on Bu Feng all the time.
Gu Yueying's eyes never left Bu Feng. Most of the pity in her eyes before has turned into curiosity. This boy's nostalgic eyes and peculiar temperament made her feel more and more mysterious. What kind of person is this boy? Woolen cloth? Judging by his appearance and actions, it seems that he was once a student here. Could it be that he is a former alumnus
In Zhang Yuan's eyes, besides the vague curiosity, there was also a very special luster, as if she was observing carefully.
Several people were silent in this quiet and strange atmosphere.
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Aman's delicate and charming appearance, Yan Tian's free and easy red hair, and Bu Feng's mysterious temperament, all of these made these somewhat boring students feel novel, and there were so many students in the classroom. Some people had already started to silently observe and size up, and then they discovered that the school belle was sitting with those people.
There seemed to be a strange atmosphere flowing between these few people. As more and more students noticed these people, that strange atmosphere slowly spread out, covering the entire classroom.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the classroom door, disrupting the strange atmosphere in the classroom.
"Teacher Dongfang is here!"