moonlight lure

Song Shiwei couldn't help but sigh: "There is a reason why your sister likes you."

He snorted disdainfully: "This kind of cool thing can only be used to trick teenage girls."

She thought he was just jealous: "Who said that? I think it's cool even in my twenties."

He took the helmet from her hand, put it on her head and fastened it firmly: "Then you can hold it steady later. Your boyfriend will give you a cool look today."

This was the first time for Song Shiwei to ride on someone else's motorcycle. The engine noise was so loud in broad daylight that she felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, her face could be hidden in the helmet so it wouldn't be too embarrassing.

She hugged his waist and pressed against his back gently. The weather in Huping was very comfortable, and the sunshine in early autumn was bright and cool. The city looked newer than in her memory, but the original architectural features were well preserved. At this moment, no matter the surrounding environment or what they were doing, she felt as if she had traveled back to nine years ago.

When she was a teenager, she lived a silent and repressed life. She was not in the mood to enjoy youth and experience excitement like others. After returning to Chengdu, she also rushed to the college entrance examination, law examination, and public examination step by step, and then joined the job.

Looking back on this journey, she had been very nervous. At this moment, she finally relaxed completely in her belated youth, in this familiar and unfamiliar city, with the most familiar person in her current life.

They first went to a local restaurant in a remote alley, then visited several small shops next door, and then went to the high school they were studying at.

Today is Saturday, there are very few people in the school, only senior high school students are in class. Ji Yanchen took his graduation certificate to the guard and called his former class teacher before being released. The overall interior of the school had not changed much. The teaching building had been renovated but it still had the same style as before.

The two walked hand in hand along the playground. Ji Yanchen was wearing a gray sweatshirt and sweatpants. His figure gave the basic style a fashionable look. He looked like a college student from a nearby university. When he reached the tree-lined road, he said calmly: "I feel like returning to my hometown in fine clothes now."

Song Shiwei laughed when she heard this: "That's not the case, Officer Ji."

He said seriously: "One of my dreams in high school was to walk here with you."

She raised her eyes and looked at him: "Do you want to be caught by the dean and reported to the whole school?"

At that time, their dean of students was famously strict and terrible. During the years he was in office, no young couple who fell in love could pass under his nose alive.

Ji Yanchen squeezed her hand: "Are you stupid? Of course you have to come here during evening study. There are no lights here and you can't see the face clearly."

Song Shiwei clicked her tongue, curved her lips and teased: "Police Officer Ji has even investigated the crime scene?"

"Of course, all I need is a girlfriend to implement it with me."

He raised his eyebrows, then pointed to a spot on the track and asked, "Do you remember this place?"

Song Shiwei shook his head in confusion, and repeated in a low voice: "In physical education class, you sprained your foot while doing the long jump here, and your squad leader sent you to the infirmary."

Little things that she didn't even remember slowly came back to her mind under his reminder. Song Shiwei looked at him in surprise: "How did you know?"

They may have overlapping courses in the same grade. "Your class also had physical education class that day?"

"No, I was in the infirmary."

After a moment of silence, he said meaningfully, "That squad leader of yours has no good intentions for you at first glance."

Song Shiwei was shocked and curious: "How did you tell?" She was surprised when she heard the head teacher talk about this before. Now she can't even remember the other person's face clearly, let alone the relationship with the other person when they got along. Any detail that reveals your heart.

"I like you, of course I can tell who your love rival is."

The person next to her replied naturally, and then looked at her deeply, "Has he confessed his love to you?"

"No, I just heard someone talk about it recently, and I also heard that he stole my photos."

Song Shiwei shook her head and said, "You said that people have been taking the blame for you for so many years. You should go and vindicate them."

Ji Yanchen pulled his lips carelessly: "Okay, when I get married, write on the invitation at the high school table an important statement that the theft of Song Shiwei's photo was committed by me alone and has nothing to do with other idle men."

She laughed, scratched his palm with her nails, raised her face and declared solemnly: "Officer Ji, please blur the name of the victim. You are shameless and I still want it."

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and students in the teaching building ran out in twos and threes.

Song Shiwei looked at those youthful faces and couldn't help but lament that time passed too fast. Ji Yanchen held her hand tightly and suggested in a low voice: "Go and take a look inside the building?"

The two walked into the building.

The door of Song Shiwei's original classroom was locked, and the tables and chairs were replaced with new ones. The tree outside her window used to have to be reached by stepping on the window sill, but now it has almost grown into the room.

The same college entrance examination countdown as before hangs on the wall next to the blackboard, and the wall clock is still the same. She was lying on the door looking a little lost in thought. When she turned around after a while, she saw him standing on the stairs next to the back door, looking at her quietly.

Her mood was subtle at that moment, and she felt as if the two of them were looking at each other nine years apart.

He used to stand here every day, and she could easily see him as long as she turned around. But it was not until today, nine years later, that she turned around for the first time.

During those long years that she had no idea about, what kind of mood was he waiting for her?

Song Shiwei silently walked to his position, also wanting to feel his perspective. But the glass of the door was a bit high, so she couldn't see anything. She subconsciously held his arm and stood up on tiptoes. Suddenly, without warning, he lifted her up by the waist.

She let out a low cry of surprise, and at the same time, the students on the other side of the stairs came back one after another to prepare for class. Afraid of being seen by others, she looked at the person in front of her sullenly. His expression was innocent, signaling her to hurry up.

Song Shiwei pursed her lips and hurriedly glanced into the classroom, and found that this angle was unique. It was facing her seat, and only someone of his height could unlock it. It was completely hidden and difficult to be discovered by others.

She patted his arm and ordered him to put her down quickly. Ji Yanchen hugged her and turned around, taking a step back towards the stairwell. When he let go of his hand and put her down, the bell rang for class.

The next moment, he lowered his head and kissed her.

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The two kissed passionately and carefully amidst the ringing of the bell. Song Shiwei wanted to resist, but as soon as she opened her lips, he grabbed the back of her neck and took the opportunity to get in. The student on the other side who had returned late ran up the stairs quickly. She pushed his shoulder nervously, and the big hand covering her waist suddenly exerted force. Pressing her against the wall, he secretly warned her to pay attention.

The corridor outside gradually became quiet, and it was so quiet that you could almost hear the echo of the ringtone, and the ambiguous sound of water stirring between lips and tongues.

Song Shiwei's hanging heart dropped halfway, she raised her face and was forced to bear this kiss, whether it was a spur of the moment or a long-planned kiss. Her slender fingers slowly changed from pushing away to clenching his clothes tightly, just when the two of them were deeply in love. , the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded again outside, and they were getting closer and closer.