Strawberry A does not want to fall in love

Chapter 72

From that day on, Ruan Mei raced against time to write the script.

Originally, the schoolwork was very intense, and there was not much time left after finishing the schoolwork. Ruan Mei had to go to tutoring three times a week. Fortunately, as a top A, she had enough energy to push forward these things at the same time.

It's just that people are busy, so they don't have much time to think about such lustful things, and Ruan Mei and Fang Zhishui's active contact has become less.

She didn't realize it at all until one night, when Ruan Mei stayed in the classroom after school to polish the script, Fang Zhishui came to her directly.

As it was getting late, Ruan Mei kept the English Dictionary and Shakespeare's original works by his hand, as well as specially printed and shared scripts of certain Internet scene sketches, and frowned as she meditated on the book.

A layer of velvety sunset light shone on her hair and clothes, she sometimes frowned, and sometimes smacked her lips thoughtfully, as if there was sweet music swirling and flowing around her.

Fang Zhishui stood at the door of the classroom, and what he saw was such a picture, enough to make people indulge in it, for fear of breaking this beautiful tranquility.

Fang Zhishui just stood there, admiring it for a while, and finally felt unwilling.

She wanted this beautiful girl to only see herself, instead of having so much work to do.

Occasionally, some dark thoughts would slowly sprout from my heart and spread up uncontrollably.

For example, when she saw other people courting Ruan Mei, she would have the urge to make him disappear from the world.

For another example, no matter what Ruan Mei is doing or where she is going, she must know it immediately. If she does not get the news, she will fall into anxiety.

Although these were forcibly suppressed, Fang Zhishui was always excited about them.She didn't know if this was the deep love that others said, she only knew that in the whole world, Ruan Mei was the only one who could make her have such a strong possessive desire.

She coughed lightly:

"uh-huh."

Ruan Mei was disturbed, she raised her head, and when she saw Fang Zhishui, her eyes immediately glowed like shining pearls.

Fang Zhishui had a hint of surprise in her heart, but she didn't show it on the surface. Just at this moment, she really wanted to crumple Ruan Mei into a ball and stuff it into her heart, so that the other party would belong to her forever.

It was also the first time for Fang Zhishui to be tempted by others. She didn't know if it was normal for her to be like this, so once she had any similar thoughts, she would try her best to suppress them and would not communicate with others.

Ruan Mei spoke briskly and stood up:

"Why are you here?"

Fang Zhishui walked across the brown desks with a smile:

"Come to see you. It's been two days, and you only send me good night, which makes me a little... worried about you. "

It was only then that Ruan Mei realized that she seemed to have neglected Fang Zhishui these few days, and quickly reached out to hold Fang Zhishui's hand apologetically:

"It's my fault. I forgot to chat with you when I got busy. I haven't been working on this script recently. I have a lot of questions that I can't figure out, and I don't have time to look at my phone."

Fang Zhishui took a chair and sat down:

"What's the problem, I can help you. I lived in England for a few years when I was a child, and my English is not bad."

Ruan Mei was shocked by the rich man's Versailles speech again:

"You are really a treasure! Then help me look here, is this sentence grammatically correct, can you say that?"

Fang Zhishui looked down seriously.

Ruan Mei's English writing is very casual, with chic strokes flying around, like flowers scattered on a notebook.

Fang Zhishui helped Ruan Mei revise the sentence while speaking:

"It's better to use to here... and the word here is replaced with a more popular one..."

Her English letters are very beautifully written, neat and serious with a little swashbuckling feeling, Ruan Mei couldn't help but praise:

"Your handwriting is so beautiful! Mine is too casual, it doesn't look good."

Fang Zhishui said seriously:

"The way words are written can show a person's character. I like your words very much. I think the character shown is very beautiful, just like you."

Ruan Mei was caught off guard by such earnest praise, her ears were a little red, she quickly shifted her attention to the part Fang Zhishui had revised for herself, and carefully understood the other party's meaning.

The sunset was gradually setting, and it was almost time to close the school gate. The two were obsessed with academics, and neither of them paid attention to the time. Finally, they ran into the security guard who came to patrol.

The security uncle drove the two away in a rough voice:

"Why, why don't you go back so late! Young couples have to find a good place to fall in love, don't stay in the classroom all the time!"

Ruan Mei blushed to the neck, rolled up the books hastily, and walked out of the classroom, explaining to the security uncle while walking:

"We are not in a relationship, we are really learning and practicing English!"

The security uncle blew his beard and stared:

"When I'm old, will you fool me? I have been a security guard at school for so many years. I can tell at a glance whether I have a puppy love! I'm still learning to this moment, you are not joking, okay, go back quickly , You can go to college to talk about love! Go, go, go!"

Ruan left with blushing blushes, followed by Fang Zhishui who had been suppressing a smile.

The two walked out of the school side by side. At this time, there were no buses, and they were reluctant to pay for a taxi. In the end, they both chose to ride a shared bicycle.

The temperature has started to cool down recently, but fortunately, both of them are wearing thick clothes, Fang Zhishui is wearing a big windbreaker, Ruan Mei is wearing a short wool jacket, and long johns are worn in the school uniform pants.

The night wind was cool, blowing against Ruan Mei's cheeks. Her hair was already very long, and when it was blown by the wind, it flew up behind her head.

The two rode bicycles in tandem, riding very slowly in unison.

The moonlight is at the edge of the sky, the neon is at your feet, and the lover you miss is behind and in front of you. When your long hair is fluttering, it seems that you can touch your lover's face.

So romantic, so youthful, Ruan Mei's heart was beating wildly, yet strangely calm, she had a feeling of being connected with Fang Zhishui.

A young man's heart beats forever.

Time flies, but this moment is meaningful, like pearls and jade, inlaid in the initial position of life's emotions, and it will never be forgotten.

The two walked all the way without talking, and occasionally rode side by side for a while, smiling at each other.

They rode bicycles slowly, crossed the neon street, encountered nightlife crowds, passed through the empty riverside streets, encountered large trucks pulling goods late at night, passed through bridge tunnels, and met a singer with a guitar in front of them. people……

The various states of life have never been as clear as at this moment, and the state of mind has never been as open and free as the wind.

Just because, we all know that there is someone we love by our side, even if we hit a wall and get hurt, there will still be someone who will continue and feel distressed.

It is a solid sense of security, but it makes people more willing to look at the troubled things in the world, and more willing to enter and understand the world.

"Hey... are you coming soon?"

Ruan Mei followed Fang Zhishui, looking at the environment on both sides of the road, she probably knew where Fang Zhishui's rented house was, and it was indeed coming.

This journey seemed to have magical powers, so she couldn't bear to end it, so she couldn't help but remind the other party.

What are you looking forward to?

Fang Zhishui turned to the side of the road, stopped the car, leaned against the side of the car and waited for Ruan Mei to come.

Ruan Mei put the car away, trotted over, and couldn't help bouncing under her feet.

Under the gentle orange street lights, Fang Zhishui stood beside the car with a soft smile.

Ruan Mei's heart was beating heavily, she was a little over excited, she pressed her heart, raised her glasses and said to Fang Zhishui:

"Well... are you going home then?"

Under the light, some couldn't see Fang Zhishui's eyes clearly, blurred and swaying, like water plants swaying at the bottom of the lake.

You can only hear the other party's beautiful and beautiful voice:

"Actually, I don't want to go home yet."

Ruan Mei blinked her eyes in bewilderment, and with a little deliberate thought, asked in a low voice:

"Then what else do you want to do, I can accompany you."

Fang Zhishui laughed lightly.

Ruan Mei has heard Fang Zhishui's laughter quite often, she rarely laughs loudly, but always smiles, smiles, or "heh...", very charming and charming.

But today's laughter was no different from usual, but it made Ruan's eyebrows rippling and it was hard to restrain herself.

She felt like a qin, Fang Zhishui's laughter, the hand playing on the qin, and the sounds in her body were all easily controlled by Fang Zhishui.

"I want to... take you home."

Hearing this answer, Ruan Mei nodded in a daze, and then thought something was wrong:

"But if you send me back, you have to come back by yourself. At that time, shouldn't I send you back too?"

Fang Zhishui smiled:

"Then I'll send you back again."

Ruan Mei froze for a moment, thought about the scene, and burst out laughing:

"So do we have time to sleep tonight?"

Fang Zhishui laughed, and stretched her hand into the pocket of her windbreaker, like a magic trick, she took out a toffee and handed it to Ruan Mei.

"After riding for so long, are you tired? Here is this for you."

Ruan Mei took it with a smile, peeled off the candy wrapper and put the candy in her mouth. The sweet milky taste spread on the tip of her tongue, making her squint her eyes like a cat.

Fang Zhishui looked at Ruan Mei's expression, and squinted himself, there was an undercurrent surging in his eyes.

However, Ruan Mei still pretended not to understand, deliberately smiled innocently, stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips lightly:

"It's so sweet, as expected of the candy you gave me..."

Fang Zhishui looked at her, and suddenly said:

"That's the last one, I want to try it too, what should I do?"

Ruan Mei looked around and said in embarrassment:

"But the small shops around here are closed. Let's go to the convenience store by bike and buy again?"

As soon as Ruan Mei finished speaking, the light of the street lamp in his sight suddenly dimmed.

Her entire field of vision was blocked by a beautiful face, and then a soft touch came from her lips.

Immediately afterwards, someone used a wet and powerful weapon to slowly pry open Ruan Mei's teeth.

Fang Zhishui snatched between Ruan Mei's lips and teeth, elegantly and quickly, snatched the half-melted toffee from her mouth into his mouth.

Leaving a touch of intoxicating sweetness, Fang Zhishui left Ruan Mei's lips, stood up straight, and lightly licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

"It's really sweet."

Ruan Mei stood there, motionless, with overwhelming sweetness in her mouth and an inextricable shyness.

The author has something to say: writing in the middle of the night made me want to eat toffee.