Lin Jiayin touched with her left hand, it was empty, she turned her head to look—
He's not watching a movie.
The slender five fingers encircled the body of the Coke cup, the joints were cold and white, like a piece of jade-carved artwork.
The eyelids drooped, and the exposed half of the eyes stared at the straw thoughtfully.
Lin Jiayin didn't know what he was looking at.
Maybe you want to drink Coke, but you hate sharing a straw with others.
Lin Jiayin curled the corner of her mouth.
However, his actions in the next scene surprised her.
His thin lips parted slightly, and he hooked his head to hold it.
The light reflected from the screen happened to hit his tall nose bridge, and a bright white light and shadow slanted out, making his lips ruddy and gorgeous.
Lin Jiayin looked back in time.
The movie was staged to the scariest part, and there were screams everywhere.
But her mind is full of the image of him sucking the end of the straw she bit.
The tip of the ear is so red.
"..."
Lin Jiayin thought, she should be the first person to blush when watching ghost movies.
Shen Zhan felt that he was not only mentally ill, but also terminally ill.
The correct thing to do would be to open the lid, but he didn't.
Instead, he sipped the straw and inhaled little by little, feeling the tingling sensation of tiny air bubbles blooming on the tip of the tongue.
Suddenly found that Coke is quite delicious.
After watching the movie, the two walked out of Joy City with their own thoughts.
Shen Zhan's eyes fell on the brightly lit store with clean floor-to-ceiling glass walls across the street, and asked, "Do you want to eat ice cream?"
Lin Jiayin also saw it.
It's Haagen-Dazs.
She hadn't tried it, and wanted to eat it, but she regressed because the cheapest ball cost tens of dollars.
"Let's go." Seeing her reluctant eyes, Shen Zhan took her hand before she refused.
"Let's eat DQ." Lin Jiayin looked at the small store that looked a bit shabby compared to the Haagen-Dazs flagship store. .
DQ is also delicious, but the price is also expensive, but much cheaper than Haagen-Dazs.
Although Lin Jiayin is quite poor, occasionally she would go to the DQ at the main entrance of the school to buy a small cup of blizzard.
"Don't save me money." Shen Zhan said seriously, "It's not necessary."
He is not a poor boy.
Lin Jiayin thought for a while and said, "Let me treat you to DQ."
"Because you invited me to a movie," she explained.
Shen Zhan snorted lightly.
"How about a cup of blizzard for each person?" Lin Jiayin asked with a smile.
He replied flatly: "Not very much."
"Then I'll treat you to Haagen-Dazs." Lin Jiayin touched her nose and began to feel sorry for the balance in her WeChat wallet.
Shen Zhan didn't speak, the green light on the other side of the sidewalk turned on, and he took her hand and crossed the road.
Finally, we stopped at the small supermarket between Haagen-Dazs and DQ.
Shen Zhan raised his chin slightly, and moved to the left: "Look there."
"Huh?" Lin Jiayin looked in the direction he indicated.
The huge glass door is pushed open by the customers who enter. The interior decoration is simple and cold, and the overall color is rose red, full of noble temperament.
"What?" Lin Jiayin only saw a standing sign at the door recommending new products.
"Look up," he said.
Lin Jiayin looked up.
A row of rose-colored word art is pasted on the translucent glass wall.
—If you love her, treat her to Haagen-Dazs—
"..."
Lin Jiayin withdrew her gaze and subconsciously looked at Shen Zhan.
"Look," he retracted his chin, lazily closed his eyebrows and eyes, took her hand and walked forward, his voice was loose and casual, with a bit of helpless grievance deliberately: "I can't do it unless I invite you to eat."
inside the store.
The two sat at a small table in the corner.
Outside the glass wall, neon street lights flicker, traffic flows on the spacious four-way road, and pedestrians come and go on the street.
Lin Jiayin withdrew her gaze, and this cherry blossom-limited ice cream worth 198 yuan fell in front of her eyes.
The pure white porcelain butterfly is only the size of a palm, and there is a cylindrical ice cream in the middle, which is light pink, and you can vaguely see the finely chopped cherry blossoms mixed in it.
The top layer is topped with flower slices cut from strawberries.
Under the illumination of the crystal lamp above the head, it exudes a crystal luster.
Lin Jiayin held a thin silver spoon, reluctant to eat it.
So expensive and so pretty.
"It's almost melting." Shen Zhan tapped her forehead lightly with his fingers.
Lin Jiayin curled her lips and gripped the spoon tightly.
When the knuckles were bent hard, the back of the hand was tensed, and the wound hurt a little, Lin Jiayin frowned.
Shen Zhan saw it, and took the spoon in her hand: "I'll feed you."
Lin Jiayin let go of her hand.
He said hello to her, but he deliberately played tricks.
The spoon was brought to her mouth, then snapped back as she opened her mouth.
"..."
"I won't eat if you do this again." Lin Jiayin pouted.
Shen Zhan smiled suddenly.
He stopped teasing her, rested his chin in one hand, and fed her seriously with the other.
Every time Lin Jiayin licked the corner of his mouth after eating, he felt like he was feeding a kitten.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Halfway through eating, he suddenly found that Shen Zhan didn't order.
Shen Zhan put down the spoon and propped his chin with his hand: "I don't like sweets."
Lin Jiayin nodded knowingly, he really doesn't like sweets.
The box of candies that I gave him last time was basically untouched, and she went to Senhe to eat it.
"But—" Shen Zhan deliberately paused, lowered his hands, straightened his upper body, and said frivolously, "It depends on what kind of sweetness it is."
Lin Jiayin looked at him with a strong premonition in her heart that he would definitely say something that would make her blush next.
really.
He said, "I like the sweetness in your mouth very much."
"..."
OK, blushing.
"Look, isn't that Shen Zhan?" The long-haired girl elbowed her companion who was looking down at her phone.
The short-haired girl raised her head: "Where?"
"Front right, the innermost table," she said.
The short-haired girl pushed down her glasses, and the lenses reflected a sharp light: "It seems to be, you can meet him here."
"Who is the girl sitting across from him?" The long-haired girl frowned.
After the long-haired girl questioned her soul.
The two looked at each other.
"..."
"No!" The two said in unison.
Has the unattainable dream of millions of girls in Huaqing been realized
"Who is she? From our school?" the long-haired girl asked sadly.
The short-haired girl shook her head: "No, it's not from our school at first glance."
She looks so good-looking, how could she be an engineering girl, not just by her temperament.
Besides, she knows a few girls who are particularly good-looking in school.
After speaking, she suddenly remembered something.
"It won't be from the Art Academy?"
The Art Academy of the Huaqing Branch is full of beauties.
This sentence reminded the girl with long hair.
She quickly took out her mobile phone and opened the school forum.
I remembered the last post that I accidentally entered—[Battle in the Grove]
She also specializes in collecting and waiting for follow-up.
As a result, there was no follow-up, and the host ran away, saying that someone checked the water meter.
She took it for granted that Shen Zhan had warned the landlord.
"Look, is it her?" The long-haired girl swipe down the screen, click on a photo to enlarge it: "I don't wear invisibility, so I can't see clearly."
"Can you still see Shen Zhan if you can't see clearly?" The short-haired girl took the phone and joked.
"Just kidding, I can see him 10,000 meters away from me." The long-haired girl said.
The short-haired girl echoed: "Indeed, he is so handsome, even a strand of hair is so handsome."
"Is that her?" the long-haired girl asked.
The short-haired girl looked at the photo, then at the person in front, repeated this three times, and then straightened the frame: "It's her."
"Ah, I'm so sad." The long-haired girl covered her chest: "My little heart is throbbing."
"Then why are you still playing cp?" The short-haired girl browsed to her reply in the forum post.
—Floor 5: I like fierce battles in the woods! I can! I really can!
"Really?" The long-haired girl snatched the phone and took a closer look, "Impossible... Hey, it really is."
"I'm just joking around, the girls in the photos are so pretty, they're all on my G-spot," she explained.
"Then you don't have true love for Shen Zhan." The short-haired girl concluded.
"Nonsense, if I really love me, I won't be able to solo for the rest of my life." The long-haired girl touched her face below the horizontal line, and said with emotion: "Who made us rational engineering girls."
"Those who shouted disgustingly and scolded the landlord are probably a bit good-looking, but not very good-looking girls. They are so narcissistic that they think that they might get along with Shen Zhan, so they can't understand the landlord's CP." The short-haired girl analyzed.
The long-haired girl gave her a thumbs up: "It makes sense."
"Fuck!" She suddenly thought of something, and turned up the volume slightly: "No! I want the landlord to knock me and my idol, whoever she knocks will succeed, either Yue Lao descends to earth or Cupid reincarnates."
"Which idol do you think I should buy?" She asked again.
The short-haired girl was speechless: "The wall is grass."
"Yes." The long-haired girl nodded: "I'm not allowed to be stupid?"
The short-haired girl pursed her lips: "Just as long as you are happy."
"Wait." The long-haired girl picked up the phone and held it up to her face.
"Didn't you take a selfie just now?"
"It's not selfies, I'm taking them."
"Are you a paparazzi?"
The long-haired girl sneered: "Heh, I want to make thousands of girls shut up."
"Tsk, look, you even feed the ice cream with your own hands." She sighed and shook her head, and then took a picture of Shen Zhan, who lowered his head and reached out, and Lin Jiayin bit the spoon.
The composition is perfect and the lighting is perfect.
Of course, the two protagonists are also perfect.
Wording: [Superb Love]
The long-haired girl put down her phone after taking pictures.
"To be honest, a man like Shen Zhan, who is too lazy to look at a fairy when he goes down to earth, is often very affectionate in his bones." She paused, and then said: "Once you are moved, then the fuck is—Wan ! Jie! No! Resume!"
Doom
The short-haired girl smiled: "You read a lot of Mary Su novels."
Coming out of Haagen-Dazs, it was close to ten o'clock in the evening.
There are fewer pedestrians on the road, but the traffic flow is still like weaving.
Shen Zhan sent her back to school.
The bedroom is downstairs.
"Then I'll go up." Lin Jiayin let go of his hand.
Shen Zhan didn't let go, but still clenched her hand: "Wait."
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Lin Jiayin's eyeballs swept left and right, looking around.
This time point happened to be the peak time for everyone to go back to the dormitory.
Not only were there a lot of people, but she also knew many of them, either a classmate from a major or a nodding acquaintance from the major next door.
"Relax, I'm going back." Lin Jiayin murmured a little embarrassed.
There was an expression on his face that he was afraid of being seen.
After speaking, he glanced at the girl who was walking not far away.
Shen Zhan sighed: "What are you looking at?"
"I—" Lin Jiayin withdrew her gaze and curled her lips.
Even if the relationship with Shen Zhan was made public, he still avoided it subconsciously, not like being seen by others.
Inertia dictates.
"Isn't top class boyfriend enough for you?" Shen Zhan asked her with his eyes curled up, deliberately biting the word top class.
shameless.
Lin Jiayin pouted again.
Shen Zhan let out a chuckle from his chest, and then called her.
"Lin Jiayin."
"Huh?" Her eyes widened.
"We're not cheating," he said.
Lin Jiayin was slightly taken aback.
He added: "I am your aboveboard boyfriend."
Lin Jiayin let out a long "oh".
"I'm not ashamed." There was a teasing smile in his eyes.
Lin Jiayin was silent.
Nonsense, how could he be ashamed.
"However—" he prolonged the ending, then paused again before saying, "If you like to play underground romances, it's not impossible."
Lin Jiayin shook her head immediately.
She doesn't want to.
Shen Zhan suddenly smiled.
But just smiled, and then the corners of the raised lips were flattened.
He stood very straight, more than a head taller than her.
He took out his left hand from his pocket, let it hang down naturally, and put away his usual sloppy posture.
"If it's because you misunderstood that I can't disclose that I'm your boyfriend." He paused for a moment and said seriously, "I apologize."
"sorry."
His eyelashes were long and trembled slightly as he spoke, casting faint shadows in his amber pupils.
"No, it doesn't matter?" Lin Jiayin was still in a daze, and replied inertially.
Shen Zhan knew that her mind hadn't turned around yet, and she hadn't even begun to recall the long sentences he said.
Sighing lightly, he said, "Don't be in a daze, pick out your ears, and listen carefully to what I have to say next."
"I'll just say it once." He raised his eyebrows.
Lin Jiayin asked, "Why?"
"Because I want to confess to you." He replied.
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