Qin Huaiyang is gone, and Wang Zhao is here.
Now that he was standing in front of her, Su Song wanted to pretend to say hello to him as if nothing had happened. However, the order failed, the mouth could not be moved, the hands could not be moved, and the whole body could not be moved.
She didn't know how to relieve the feeling that the heart was tightened but suddenly loosened.
It hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts more than it hurts when it's tightened.
She was very uneasy, clutching the yogurt in her hand very uncomfortably.
Su Song lowered his head and looked at his shoes. Also, inevitable in Yu Guangli, his shoes.
Unexpectedly, I suddenly felt comfortable again.
Su Song was a little puzzled, how strange it was.
After a long while, the ups and downs finally calmed down.
All the emotions were unexpectedly clearly seen by her herself at this moment. Tensed but relieved, uneasy but calm.
How contradictory, how strange.
And how good he is! Su Song thought sadly.
Wang Zhao didn't force her to ask any questions, he just stood quietly to accompany her.
Wang Zhao would not make her uneasy, he would only use his methods to appease her uneasiness.
He is really that good.
—
"Ms. Su!"
After a long time, a voice came from the top of the head, a softly calling voice.
The voice is deep and clear.
It sounds nice, so that Su Song's heart suddenly softened.
Su Song looked up at him and met his eyes.
Su Song felt that his eyes seemed to be different from what she had seen before, but he couldn't tell what was different.
He was smiling, he was smiling at her.
Su Song felt that at this moment, there seemed to be many Wang Zhao around, surrounding her and smiling at her.
Is he guarding her
Such a question emerged, and this thought completely defeated Su Song.
Tears are pulled out like this. A very long string, a string that I don't want to stop.
At the moment when his vision was blurred, Su Song really wanted to ask him the question he was puzzled when he faced Qin Huaiyang just now.
"Can a person like me be liked?"
May I? She really wants to know.
At this moment, she even felt that only Wang Zhao could answer her question.
However, she was still rational after all.
How can this be done
In this case, no one should ask him.
In this case, there are too obvious implications.
Su Song knew that, and because of this, she couldn't be honest. What's more, since the hug in the morning, her heart has been messed up.
She knew it, as far as he was concerned, it seemed that he could no longer be just a pure student.
She seemed to have expectations of him.
The expectations raised by the unknown were reminded by the people around her before she really discovered it. Grandma, even the unfamiliar Uncle Wu, were all reminding her.
So, what do you want her to do? Or, what else can she do
There is no answer at all.
There were too many doubts, and too many doubts drowned her.
She heard clearly that the string in her head broke.
—
Later, she couldn't remember how Su Song returned to her office.
That memory was blank, no matter how hard she tried to recall it, she just couldn't remember it.
When she realized she was sitting in the office, she stopped crying. Moreover, she was holding a glass of warm water in her hand.
She felt the temperature of the water through the wall of the cup. The temperature was just right, a little warm.
At this time, the surroundings were quiet, and even the teaching building opposite was quiet.
Su Song thought, class again!
She turned her head and saw Wang Zhao standing in front of the window. She wanted to tell him that it was in class. However, when the mouth moved, there was no sound. She was a little thirsty, so she turned her head back and took a sip of water gently.
She stared at the water, it was a bit sweet, it was honey water!
Su Song thought, this person is rather careful. So he turned his head back again, and Wang Zhao seemed to feel it too, he turned around abruptly.
Again, my eyes looked at each other.
Many years later, Su Song recalled the time when he reunited with Wang Zhao. There were always many dreamlike scenes like this.
He stood in the light, surrounded by light and dust.
He and himself looked at each other quietly.
—
To Su Song, he seemed to be standing in the light all the time.
Whether it's the first encounter, reunion, or now, as long as it is the day when I meet him, it is always good weather.
The sunlight outside the window hit him, just like the morning, the sunlight was soft and not dazzling at all, it was as beautiful as a dream.
So Su Song wanted to embrace that dream again.
Su Song was taken aback when the thought came out.
I don't know why, but I vaguely feel like migratory birds. When winter arrives, I will instinctively fly to the south to find the warm shelter.
She is a cold person, she longs for warmth. She wanted a hug, a warm hug.
Before, she had never really wished for anything, but at this moment, she extremely wished for that hug.
Because she knows that the hug is warm.
Hugs are an addictive thing.
Su Song asked him in his heart, Wang Zhao, that hug made me addicted, what should I do
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