Chapter 13 Chapter 12 Goodbye, Your Majesty the Emperor

Walking alone in the empty corridor, the footsteps sound like a heartbeat, steady and lonely.When passing by a window sill, a ray of sunlight suddenly shot over—as if the sky covered by gray clouds and mist had suddenly cracked. It's like the gods have come. Luo Zhi raised her hand to cover her eyes, and with a thought, she turned her head to look at her own shadow. On the brown marble floor with mixed flowers, she silently drew an extremely long and simple trace, and half of it was projected onto the wall, turning sharply. shocking. The pocket vibrated at this moment.She reached out and took it out, it was Sheng Huainan's cell phone, and the screen flashed, "Ye Zhanyan is calling".

Luo Zhi's first thought was to think of the text message she saw at the playground that day, when the display screen was still "Zhan Yan" instead of "Ye Zhan Yan". The phone vibrated gently in her palm, and Luo Zhi couldn't help but mockingly thought that she had also started to look for psychological balance from these clues.When she turned her face away, her hair fell into the collar of the down jacket and rubbed against her neck, itching very comfortably.She hugged her arms, and the phone kept shaking in her arms. Kneeling like a prince in the skating rink to help her put on the skates, remember to let her eat the much cuter chocolate taste, find out the arrival time of the train and think about picking her up at Beijing Railway Station, a series of five bags of Lay’s potato chips, will go The cold self-study class hopes to meet her by chance, and will put on his down jacket in her sleep to prevent her from catching cold...

It's all a small favor from Sheng Huainan.Because she was so happy, she expanded these small favors and expanded them into love.In fact, it was all her own fault. From the first time they held hands, to his inexplicable alienation. From the little queen in the cafe to the trip to Houhai, and then to that embarrassing rainy day. From the confession that almost came true after the New Year reception, to twenty-one hours later, when she saw him and Ye Zhanyan standing in front of her as if they had stepped out of a fairy tale, all she could feel was the cold coin in her palm. Xu Riqing can condemn loudly, and still feel proud and happy when he is in such a mess.As for her, she simply learned her lesson and bowed out.

Luo Zhi took a step forward and stepped into the shadows to continue walking, Ye Zhanyan's phone call stopped abruptly.After all, she still didn't have the will to fight and clarify.She thought of the coachman in Houhai.If you don't explain, don't entangle, is it true that you won't fall into that cause and effect?She was trembling with resentment for a moment, and a disaster fell from heaven and man, easily destroying the love she had carefully planned every step of the way.However, a second later, he was covered by a deep exhaustion. Luo Zhi quietly returned to the study room, Sheng Huainan was already sitting in it.His position was facing the door, and he could see Luo Zhi as soon as he entered, but he didn't raise his head, just frowning and writing quickly, looking very focused.

In the first year of high school, Luo Zhi studied hard, wanted to compete with him, and stayed up late every day to study K, but most of the time she was not paying attention.Now that I think about it, this is the gap, not only the IQ issue, even in terms of diligence, his density also beat her. She circled around before walking behind him, took off her down jacket, and hung it gently on the back of the chair.Only then did Sheng Huainan turn around as if waking up, and when he saw it was her, he said softly: "You're back." She lowered her head and carefully stuffed the sleeves into her pockets to prevent them from being dragged to the ground. Without looking at him, she nodded and said, "Thank you. You missed a call just now."

She returned to her seat, put the book on her lap, and looked down.After Sheng Huainan took out his phone to look at it, he put it back in his pocket and looked at her silently for a long time, as if he wanted to say something, finally sighed, turned around and continued reading. Luo Zhi smiled unconsciously, and when he turned around and started studying again, she raised her head to look at him. He was wearing the dark gray shirt that was said to be his pair.That day she wore a dark gray shirt and walked shyly in front of him, full of joy, thinking that the stroll along the embankment of Houhai, and all the small and trivial conversations, were just pebbles sprinkled on the road to happiness. She finally stopped following the same pace and finally Stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

At this moment, that person is by his side. He was leaning on the table, and she was leaning on the back of the chair. The chair was pulled back a certain distance from the table, so when she looked at it from this angle, she was still looking at his back on the left.They were sitting right next to the window. Even though the winter sun had no temperature, it still maintained a dazzling and dazzling luster. The thin white gauze curtains filtered the sunlight, and the light suppressed the direct arrogance, and softly permeated the room. .However, the curtains were not drawn tightly, and there was still a gap in the middle, and a thin ray of sunlight slanted down, just connecting Sheng Huainan and Luo Zhi, who formed a line behind him diagonally to the left.

Above his head, he could see the dust flying in the air. Sheng Huainan is a ray of light. Luo Zhi thought of herself in high school.Before the exam, everyone was saying that they couldn't finish reading the book, and they would drive late at night. Only she could leisurely flip through the textbook and browse the key points and main lines.However, in normal times, she works too hard, like a string that is too tight, as if you can hear the whizzing sound of a sharp arrow with a light touch.Many people are wary of her - that kind of wariness is different from ignoring Jiang Min, everyone's ignoring Jiang Min has a bit of cheap sympathy and disdain, but for Luo Zhi, that kind of ignoring, with a touch of hostility and dissatisfaction .

Stereotypes, like a game of strings.Excellent and proud, shabby and pitiful.Everyone looks at it from a distance, and it doesn't require a brain to look at it from a distance.But compared to her unrestrained sharpness, what makes Sheng Huainan dazzling without burning others? Luo Zhi looked at the white gauze curtain and suddenly understood.His appearance is like a beautiful floor lamp in the shape of a lily.The frosted white lampshade breaks up all the sharpness. The sharp light hits the water surface, creating a little warmth.The undercurrent is lurking, and people at the bottom look up to see a swaying trance of brilliance, and they don't ask how hot the sun is.

Sheng Huainan under the sun left Luo Zhi with such a bewitching side profile, perfect jaw line, straight and stretched shoulders and back, concentrated posture, and even the rustling sound of the pen tip is different. Too bad she's not one to stay underwater.Like many girls who were frustrated because of him, she was the one who struggled to float to the surface to look at the sun, the one who raised her head and didn't know what to do.Because of looking up, the sun is so dazzling, so dazzling that it is stabbed blind and still does not know it. Burning youth, is it worth being proud of?

While she was staring at his back thoughtfully, Sheng Huainan suddenly turned to look at her without warning. Luo Zhi's eyes didn't dodge at all.If eyes could really speak, then she had told him everything in the most peaceful way.She and him have looked at each other many times, and when they were chatting, they suddenly fell silent, and she blushed and turned her head when they met; or on a rainy day, she was wearing a pink hello kitty raincoat, her eyes were blurred and her chest was filled with resentment; or that early winter In the cold night, under the orange light, she was stung by his pity eyes. It seems different this time. He owes her a tacit understanding, so he won't be able to read it.She had followed him countless times in the corridors where the lights and shadows alternated in the morning, and imagined countless times, if he turned his head at this moment, would she suddenly reveal her mind and run away? He still vaguely remembers that the first time he looked back was when the persimmon fell.She did run away, so self-aware of her high school anticipation. However, today, she didn't run away, and she didn't even shift her eyes a little. How many times did I imagine such a scene in high school?Every time she saw him in high school, she would write it down in the diary so seriously, describing the scene, describing the action, describing the expression, describing the language, and adding her own psychological description... However... However, the new diary on the bookshelf still has only one diary to this day, an unfinished diary, which tells the moment when a persimmon fell.She no longer kept a diary, nor would she run away from his gaze. During such a transformation, how many exhausted expectations and losses, shame and anger have I experienced, and my whole heart has been pulled to an irrecoverable original state. Luo Zhi suddenly lost interest in caring about the whereabouts of her diary.Once the feelings have changed, it is better to be carried away by the torrent of time. If you hold them in your arms, you will not be able to make wine or get drunk. Let it all go. Sheng Huainan's eyes were turbulent, he seemed to have a lot to say, but Luo Zhi suddenly lost interest in listening and inquiring. They had never been this close, and they had never been this far. Luo Zhi closed the book in her hand, stuffed the pillow pencil case into her school bag one by one, and put on her coat. "Luo Zhi, you..." She saw him move his lips with difficulty, the sun was hitting the back of his head, and the fine fluff on the edges of his ears could be clearly seen, she suddenly smiled. Taking a step forward, leaning down, without hesitation, tilted her head and lightly pecked his lips. This kiss was too hasty and dry, in fact, I didn't feel anything.On the contrary, the eyelashes of his left eye touched her eyelids, making it itchy.And his wide-open eyes because of surprise, the moment she bent down, she saw her reflection in his pupils zooming in and out, and she was caught off guard. She picked up her schoolbag. "Goodbye, Your Majesty the Emperor." Her best years were all spread out in his details, but when she said goodbye, she didn't even raise her head to take a good look at him. It wasn't because of Ding Shuijing's framing, or because Ye Zhanyan was holding his arm. Misunderstandings are actually the most trivial obstacles.There is no misunderstanding between them because they never understood each other. In the earphones, Huang Yaoming softly sang "Please give me a kiss to prove that this person is not a passerby". Kissed, is a passerby.