If The Moon Won’t Hold You

Chapter 5: First encounter

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When Cen Ning came out of the room, she stood on the stairs in a panic. What did she see just now.

Holding his face in his hands, Cen Ning tried to cool down the heat on his face, but at this moment, the image just now appeared in his mind: in a dark room, a refined figure like jade...

Why doesn't he wear clothes when he sleeps

Cen Ning let out a breath, feeling very embarrassed.

"Ning Ning, is it working?" At this time, Aunt Chen suddenly called out.

Cen Ning regained his composure: "Get up, get up!"

"Then you tell him to hurry up, eat and set off."

"good."

After the words and deeds went downstairs, I saw Cen Ning sitting on the sofa in an orderly manner, passing by, and asked casually, "Haven't you left yet?"

Before Cen Ning could answer, Xu Wanying who came out of the study continued, "Ning Ning is not familiar with the school, so I think it would be better for her to go with you."

There was a slight pause between words and deeds, and she didn't answer Xu Wanying's words, but went straight to the restaurant for breakfast.

Xu Wanying looked at the back of the words and deeds, and stood there in embarrassment.

Cen Ning couldn't understand Xu Wanying's embarrassment, but felt that what he said and did must be because he didn't want to take her to school with him so he kept silent.

Cen Ning has always been a timid and closed girl who is not good at talking and has a sensitive mind. If she doesn't say anything, it doesn't mean she won't think about it. This silence between words and deeds is undoubtedly a blow to her, and the good impression of him that was raised yesterday has somewhat dissipated.

"Auntie, I, I want to go to class." Cen Ning didn't want to force his words and deeds, so he said timidly to Xu Wanying, "Where is Uncle Gao?"

Xu Wanying was also a little uncomfortable: "Uh... then, then I'll call Lao Gao."

"kindness."

Just as Xu Wanying raised her foot to go out the door, she heard her words and deeds said: "Aren't you going to let me finish the meal?"

Xu Wanying stopped, and Cen Ning looked at the words and deeds suspiciously.

Looking sideways at his words and deeds, he looked at Cen Ning indifferently: "Aren't you waiting downstairs for me to go to school? Do you want to go first?"

Cen Ning was surprised: "No, you, you—"

"Then what do you ask Lao Gao to do." Words and deeds turned back to eat breakfast, and when he spoke again, he half instructed and half ordered: "Back your schoolbag, and we will leave in three minutes."

The frustration just now dissipated completely because of his one sentence, Cen Ning was overjoyed, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously: "Oh!"

In the end, Cen Ning and Yan Xingzhi got into the car going to school together. This car was usually arranged to pick up Xing Xing's get out of class. The driver was in his forties, a serious middle-aged man.

At this time, the two sat in the back seat, each silent.

The distance from home to school is more than 20 minutes. When Cen Ning got on the bus, he was nervous because of his words and deeds. Later, when he got to school, he was nervous about entering a new environment. She couldn't integrate into the new group too well. In the previous school, she didn't know why she was excluded by others.

"Here we are." The car stopped, and he opened the door and got out of the car.

Cen Ning packed his schoolbag and got out of the car.

"Let's know which class."

"Class three."

"Oh, that's the building in front." Yan Xingzhi walked forward as he spoke, and Cen Ning trotted beside him, his breath changing from nervousness.

"Facing Jieshi in the east, you can see the sea. The water is so smooth, and the mountains and islands stand tall. The trees are overgrown, and the grass is luxuriant..." Walking through the corridors of the two classes, Cen Ning and his words and deeds came to the door of the classroom of the third class. , the students in the classroom are doing daily morning reading.

The female teacher standing by the podium saw someone standing at the door and came over: "You..."

"Teacher, she is Cen Ning." Words and deeds opened the mouth.

The female teacher is the head teacher of Class 3. She has been notified that a new student will come to the class today, so when she heard Cen Ning's name, she immediately looked clear, "Oh, you are Cen Ning, hello, I am Teacher Luo, the head teacher of our class."

I don't know if it's because of the new classmate or the senior in the high school uniform. The students who were still in the morning reading stopped to read the morning reading, and they all looked at the door of the classroom with curiosity and shock.

Cen Ning didn't have the nerve to look at her classmates, but obediently bowed to the teacher in charge: "Old, teacher."

Compared to Cen Ning's nervousness, his words and deeds were terribly calm: "Teacher, I'll leave it to you, I'll leave first."

It sounds like this school is very big, but even the teacher knows the person of words and deeds. Although the teacher in charge is surprised why this student was sent by words and deeds, he will not ask too much this time, "Okay, she will give it to me. me."

Nodding in words and deeds, then looked at Cen Ning: "Relax, don't be nervous."

The tone was still cold and indifferent, but the words that came out seemed to warm Cen Ning's heart. Cen Ning looked up at him and nodded slowly.

After words and deeds left, the homeroom teacher led Cen Ning into the classroom. After a brief self-introduction, she was placed in the fourth row.

"Hey, it's you. I didn't expect that we were in the same class." The morning reading continued, but the people next to her kept looking at her from time to time, and a girl in the front row even turned her head to greet her.

Cen Ning was startled, looked at the completely unfamiliar face in front of him, and said in confusion, "You, you know me."

Zhang Ziyi propped her chin: "I met you on the court yesterday, the time Xue Xiaoxiao returned your camera, don't you remember?"

"Are you there?"

"Yes, but there are so many people, it's normal that you didn't see me." Zhang Ziyi raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Hey, you made me so happy that day, I couldn't say how happy I was seeing Xue Xiaoxiao slumped. En... the enemy of the enemy They are friends, Cen Ning, we will be friends from now on."

Cen Ning was puzzled, but his heart skipped a beat: "Friend?"

"Well, yes, we will be friends on the united front from now on."

Her reason was very strange, but Cen Ning was still a little happy. She made friends on the first day at school, which was beyond her imagination.

"You don't like it, Xue Xiaoxiao."

"Of course I don't like it anymore." Zhang Ziyi snorted, "Showing off your power every day will annoy anyone watching."

Cen Ning was amused by her exaggerated expression, Zhang Ziyi looked at her and laughed too, "Hey, did you skip a grade, you look so small."

Cen Ning shook his head: "...No."

Zhang Ziyi glanced at her suspiciously, and then whispered: "Then, do you really have that kind of relationship with Words and Deeds?"

Others in the class may still be curious about the relationship between words and deeds and Cen Ning, but Zhang Ziyi, as a child in the same compound, has heard of it. Teenage girls are still ignorant about love, but they are still in love, and girls are always very passionate about this new and secret topic.

Cen Ning felt that he didn't like their strange relationship, so he subconsciously shook his head: "No."

"No? But everyone said that, and the words and deeds stood out for you yesterday."

Cen Ning is afraid of words and deeds, but when she thinks of what happened yesterday, she is indeed filled with joy. Someone treats her well, and she always remembers it deeply in her heart.

Seeing Cen Ning's silence, Zhang Zi didn't ask any more questions. She lowered her voice and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this at school. Many people here like to follow their words and deeds. If others know about this, I have to hate you to death."

Cen Ning: "..."

The freshmen who came to class on the first day were delivered to the door in person by words and deeds, and the news quickly spread throughout the junior high school.

In terms of words and deeds, this person is just good-looking, but he is still a genius type in studies, and he is the favorite of all the teachers.

This kind of good-looking and smart person can naturally be regarded as a god-level figure by the girls in the school.

But this male god is extremely cold, his temperament is so cold that ordinary girls dare not approach him. So suddenly there was such a person who was sent to the door of the classroom by him, and everyone was full of curiosity.

But at the beginning, with malicious curiosity, after seeing Cen Ning himself, he became calm with a sigh of relief, oh, so he looks like this, so this is a relative with words and deeds, right

Everyone thought so, instead of associating Cen Ning with words like "girlfriend" and "sweetheart".

In fact, Cen Ning is not ugly, it's just that she is a bit behind in her development, not to mention she is small, and her complexion is still very dull, so she is really not worth mentioning when the school is full of beauties. Even the female classmates would take the initiative to come over to hook her up because they lost their vigilance, inquiring about what she said and what she said and did secretly.

Cen Ning is young, but her mind is much more mature than ordinary children. She can feel that everyone approaches her because of words and deeds. Reasonably, she should be angry, but for someone like her who has been rejected all the time She said that the feeling of having company by her side made her extremely happy.

She was reluctant to refuse, and the result of this reluctance was that, every so often, someone put a love letter to her words and deeds on her desk...

On this day, after class in the afternoon, school is over.

"Ning Ning, let's go out to eat today, how about going home after dinner." Zhang Ziyi packed her schoolbag and stood by her table.

Cen Ning glanced at her apologetically: "Today, Grandpa Yan asked us to go home on time for dinner."

Zhang Ziyi looked disappointed: "Okay, let's eat together next time. I heard that there is a very delicious steak shop nearby."

Cen Ning nodded, "I'm sorry."

"Hey, it's okay, let's go, go home."

"kindness."

Cen Ning didn't expect to see words and deeds as soon as he walked out of the classroom. He was standing at the bottom of the steps, wearing a school uniform, the shirt on his upper body was undone for the first button, standing tall, looking very eye-catching.

"Tang Zheng, what are you doing? Wait for us." Zhang Ziyi didn't dare to be presumptuous before her words and deeds, but it was very natural for Tang Zheng. It’s not big or small, you, how many times have you told me to call you brother, what Tang Zheng Tang Zheng, it’s rude.”

Zhang Ziyi rolled her eyes at him: "Ouch, I'll be great when I'm a few years older, relying on the old to sell the old."

"Hey you girl—" Tang Zheng put his hand on Yan Xingzhi's shoulders, with an attitude of "it's difficult for an elder", "Tell me why children are so misbehaved nowadays."

He curled his lips between his words and deeds, and his eyes fell on Cen Ning.

Why not be good, this child is very good, even if he is called brother, he is also good at it.

"What are you doing standing there, come here." Words and deeds said to Cen Ning.

Cen Ning groaned and followed up: "What are you doing here?"

"I waited in the car for a while to see if you didn't come out."

Cen Ning: "We are delaying class."

"oh."

A few people turned around and walked towards the school gate. The students passing by looked at them boldly or furtively, but Cen Ning was not in the mood for this moment. She touched the few love letters in her pocket and looked at them with some embarrassment. The back of words and deeds.

This, how to give it to him

The author has something to say:

Cen Ning: People sit in the classroom, while green comes from the sky.

Years later.

In words and deeds: My wife sent me many love letters when I was a child... Each signature is different.

(I will grow up, don't worry, but let me finish writing the plot that should be written at this age~)