Shen Wanying didn't know how to describe it, she always felt that Huo Cheng who said these words seemed to mean something. But what it was, she couldn't say.
Maybe she just thinks too much.
Huo Cheng rearranged the table and chair that Shen Wanying hit just now, went to the seat and picked up his schoolbag: "It's almost there, let's go too."
"Okay." Shen Wanying also put on her schoolbag and walked out of the classroom with Huo Cheng.
At this time, the students had almost gone, and the campus was empty and quiet. Shen Wanying walked beside Huo Cheng and occasionally joked with him. This picture looked very much like a young couple in love.
"Do you think the eldest miss is in love with Huo Cheng???" asked a girl who also left late as they did.
In response, her voice tends to growl: "Shut up! Don't tear down my turkey CP!"
"... But the eldest miss and Huo Cheng seem to have a good time together?"
"..." After a while. "you're right."
Huo Cheng and Shen Wanying in the distance had already walked out of the school gate. Because they came out late, there were not many cars left at the school gate. Shen Wanying saw the car that came to pick her up at a glance, stopped and said to Huo Cheng, "My car is over there, I'll go first."
"Well." Huo Cheng nodded.
"See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow." Huo Cheng watched Shen Wanying get into the car before walking towards his car.
That night, Shen Wanying had a nightmare.
I don't know if she was frightened by the wasp during the day, or if Huo Cheng's words to her subconsciously affected her, Shen Wanying had a huge wasp in her dreams all night.
The wasp had been chasing her around the school. The venom it sprayed dissolved the teaching building and scorched the flowers in the garden. Shen Wanying had nowhere to hide.
After waking up, Shen Wanying's beating heart took a while to calm down.
Because of the nightmare at night, Shen Wanying's spirit was not very good during the day, and she yawned while sitting in the car to school. Fortunately, the first and second lessons today are reading lessons, which can be a little easier.
The Chinese teacher specially reserved two consecutive lessons every week, and organized everyone to read in the reading room. The library and reading room of the middle school are naturally not as good as those of the university, but they are still very beautiful, and as long as there is no class, the students are happy to do anything.
Under the organization of the department representative, everyone quietly began to select books after arriving in the reading room. Shen Wanying stood in front of a row of bookshelves and read for a while, before deciding which book to take, she saw Huo Cheng next to him holding a copy of Somerset Maugham's "The Veil".
In the reading class, many students will sneak in books to read, and those who do not bring private books rarely pick up a famous book to read. There are really not many like Huo Cheng.
"Do you like Maugham?" Shen Wanying asked softly.
Huo Cheng looked at her and said to her, "I don't like it. My mother read this book to me when I was a child."
Shen Wanying was a little surprised. Do parents usually read this book to their children
"Your mother is very different." Shen Wanying smiled at Huo Cheng, "Most parents should choose "Moon"
Bright and Sixpence. "
"At that time, my mother was recovering in the villa, and I went to see her, and she had this book on her desk." Huo Cheng lowered his voice deliberately, but because the reading room was very quiet, the sound fell into Shen Wanying's ears and even more clear. She was stunned and asked Huo Cheng, "Your mother is sick? Is it serious?"
Huo Chengdao: "I'm getting better..."
When he came home the other day, he heard his grandfather and aunt mention his mother. Speaking of which, he had been busy with school for the past few days after returning to China, and he did not take the time to visit his mother.
Halfway through his words, he opened the book in his hand and read out a paragraph in a low voice: "I know you are stupid, frivolous, and empty-headed, but I love you. I know your intentions, your ideals, your snobbery, Vulgar, but I love you. I know you're second-rate, but I love you."
Shen Wanying next to her maintained a smile on her face: "This paragraph is a famous sentence."
She understands the truth, but if someone confesses to her like this, she will not be happy anyway. :)
"The idea of this book is actually quite avant-garde, and it can be regarded as a pioneer of feminism?" Shen Wanying said, "Although the ending of the story is tragic, the heroine realizes the awakening of female self-consciousness and is redeemed."
Huo Cheng inadvertently hooked his lips and looked at Shen Wanying: "As expected of you."
Shen Wanying: "..."
Was Huo Cheng telling her a joke just now? Did he just laugh
She laughed slyly, and took the book back to her seat. Zhao Yimeng was sitting next to her, and when she saw her coming back, she put on an angry face at her.
Shen Wanying didn't know why: "What's wrong?"
Zhao Yimeng said: "To be honest, are you empathetic? You can chat with Huo Cheng for so long even with a book. It's really you and me!"
Shen Wanying: "..."
Isn't she busy knocking Huo Cheng and Ji Yao's CP, why is she still in the mood to take care of her
"Read a book." Shen Wanying lowered her head and opened the book on the table.
Zhao Yimeng pouted and stared at the book on the table with her chin stretched.
After two reading classes, Shen Wanying's spirit was much better than in the morning. She was still mentally finished with the rest of the class in the morning. After lunch, she went back to the dormitory to make up for her sleep.
Afraid that she would not be able to sleep at night if she slept for too long, Shen Wanying got up half an hour earlier, took a book and walked out of the dormitory.
There were other classmates sleeping in the dormitory, and she didn't make any noise. She walked to the playground alone and stood on the stand with no one.
The place is breezy, and there is still
The key is to be open enough for the roof to provide shade and light, and there are only a few students standing sparsely in the entire stand.
Shen Wanying faced the playground, leaned lightly in front of the railing, and opened the book in her hand.
There are boys playing football on the football field, and several students in the stands are watching the football there.
Shen Wanying stood far away by herself, reading the book quietly.
A classmate found her and whispered to her companions: "Look at the eldest lady, she looks so elegant when she reads!"