moonlight lure

Song Shiwei became nervous again and struggled slightly in his arms. The person in front of her also heard it, but had no intention of letting her go. Instead, the kiss became stronger and deeper.

Such an atmosphere and environment gave people a real sense of urgency and excitement as if they were about to be caught in puppy love in school. Song Shiwei's heart was beating hard and her eyelashes were moist. She tried her best to break away from him, but it was too late to run away. She panicked and chose the way out. She buried her face in his arms.

Ji Yanchen's chest trembled with laughter, and he teased quietly in her ear: "Classmate Song Shiwei, why do you fall in love so early if you are so timid?"

She pinched his waist in embarrassment, and her voice was very soft and muffled: "Who wants to fall in love with you early!"

Finally, the footsteps disappeared in a classroom next to the stairs. Song Shiwei cautiously poked her head out of his arms and breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that the alarm was completely lifted.

Ji Yanchen lowered his eyes to look at her like a squirrel coming out of its hole. His dark eyes were full of endearment. He raised his hand to tuck the hair on her forehead and whispered: "The classroom for the third year of high school has been reorganized. You can't usually walk up the stairs here." .”

Only then did she remember to hold people accountable, and complained in a suppressed voice: "There are surveillance cameras too!"

He made a sound and said, "You can kiss me casually without surveillance, right?"

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Song Shiwei pursed her lips and stepped on him, pushed him away and stepped down the stairs.

Ji Yanchen curled his lips and followed her slowly. After leaving the teaching building, there was a multimedia building in front of him. The roses on the wall were more lush than before, and the benches were still in their original positions, painted again and again. , the cracks of the wood inside can be clearly seen in the mottled areas, like annual rings.

Song Shiwei sat down on one side of the chair, stroking the cracks on it with the palm of her hand. She remembered that on the day she left Anhu, she sat here alone and cried for a long time. At that time, she felt uncontrollable grief and collapse. Looking back now, it seems so far away that it seems like a lifetime ago. .

Ji Yanchen looked at her silently for a long time, then came over and sat down next to her.

She asked in confusion: "When was the last time you returned to Huping?"

"New Year's Eve last year."

He seemed to ask casually, "Has Hu Ping changed much in your memory?"

She shook her head: "Absolutely. It seemed to be the same when I left."

He was silent for a while and then spoke again: "What were you doing on the last day you left Huping?"

Song Shiwei came back to her senses, looked at the distant sky and whispered: "Hospitals, schools, go through various procedures and certificates."

"What about in the evening?" he asked.

She didn't know why and didn't want to say more: "I found a quiet place to stay in a daze."

He was quiet for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Is this here?"

He looked sideways at the person next to him, with surprise in his dark eyes.

He said quietly: "After you left school that day, I went to your house to find you."

"I knocked on the door but no one answered. I waited for you outside for a long time and you didn't come back."

Song Shiwei was stunned for a long time, remembering that day when she came home from school to sort out her mother's things, and then she found that the seal on a document was wrong and she hurried back to school.

It was probably at that time that they got separated by mistake.

She pursed her lips in confusion: "If I had been at home at that time."

He said quietly: "I will confess, but you will refuse." She couldn't deny it: "Yes."

It had nothing to do with whether he was good or not. She didn't know him at all at that time and was about to leave Huping. If he suddenly showed up and confessed, it would only be rash to her, not romantic.

Ji Yanchen pulled his lower lip bitterly and said quietly: "I also know that it was a completely wrong time for you and me, but I still can't help but regret that day over the years."

If he could find her that day, even if she rejected him, they would officially know each other. At least she would have some memory of him, not a complete blank.

Song Shiwei looked at his side face with a heavy and complicated mood.

When she returned to school that day, the teacher in charge of stamping had already left. She tossed and turned for a long time before handing the things over to another teacher. She felt depressed because of all the trivial and complicated procedures, coupled with the depression and frustration of her mother's departure. The uneasiness of returning to her father's house in Chengdu caused her emotions that had been suppressed for many days to burst out.

That was the most vulnerable and lonely day in her life so far. She paranoidly sealed all her pain in this city and secretly vowed to draw a clear line with this place forever.

She always thought that day was a secret that no one knew except her, but the arrangement of fate was so precise and unexpected. At the most devastating and lonely moment in her life, there was someone waiting for her, and he waited for nine years.

The person next to me continued to whisper: "Sometimes I wonder why you came to Huping from a place as far away as Rongcheng in that year."

Why didn't she appear sooner rather than later? She just appeared when he was most rebellious, decadent and wanted to give up on himself. "Maybe you don't like it here, but to me, you suddenly appeared and saved me for a while, and then left quietly."

He held her hand and clasped it slowly and hard, "You asked me before why I didn't put you down after you left. This should be the reason."

Song Shiwei lowered her eyes and looked at the hands held by the two of them, the soreness in her chest slowly rising to her eyes.

For the first time, she knew that the difference in information about fate could be so disparate. The past year that she had tried so hard to forget and hide was the most precious memory of his boyhood.

She tried her best to hold back the heat in her eyes and pulled up her lips to cover it up in a joke: "I am honored to have saved a young man who lost his way."

The people around him didn't want to see her cry, so they said smoothly: "To express my gratitude, I prepared a gift for you." He took her hand and mysteriously stuffed it into his sweater pocket: "Did you feel it?"

Song Shiwei touched her twice carefully: "Abs?"

Ji Yanchen paused and responded calmly: "I'll give it to you this evening. You can touch other things first."

The atmosphere returned to its original relaxed state as the two of them went back and forth. She pushed him with a warm face, and finally touched the gift he was talking about in the corner: "A necklace? Or a bracelet?"

She took out the things in his pocket, looked at them carefully and was suddenly stunned.

A rose-shaped bracelet rested quietly on her palm. Due to the passage of time, the silver-white luster was somewhat dim and varied in shades. It could be seen that it had been disconnected and then reconnected.

The loss and recovery after nine years seemed like a dream. Song Shiwei asked in disbelief: "Where did you pick it up?" Ji Yanchen tapped his fingers on the wooden board of the bench: "It's right down here."

On the morning when she left Chengdu, he walked to this bench and sat down as if by telepathy, and then accidentally discovered this bracelet.

That day he held her bracelet and imagined her sitting here alone the night before, and he also sat on this bench for a long time.

"My mother gave me this. I blamed myself for a long time after I lost it."

She lowered her eyes and said, "Thank you for keeping it for me for so many years."

Ji Yanchen tucked the blown hair into her ears and asked the question that had been in his mind for a long time: "Why did she bring you to Huping in the first place?"