Secret Love · Orange Raw Huainan

Chapter 62
Luo Zhi slightly lifted up her sleeve, and smelled it, and as expected, she was tainted with the smell of oily fumes from the third canteen.

However, the boy next to him, after taking off the down jacket he had been wearing in the cafeteria, revealed the dark gray shirt inside. When he sat down, there was a slight breeze, and there was still the fragrance of washing powder.

Why.

He wrote on the paper with a silver-white pen, making a nice rustling sound, a rustling sound that made people trance.

She lowered her head, pursed her lips and smiled, took out her earphones and put them on.

Luo Zhi stared at the Ma Yuan textbook in her hand, her eyes were fixed on one word, and the surrounding words began to revolve around this word, slowly forming a vortex.

Sleepy.

Even though she knew that lying on the table just after eating would make her belly bloated, she bent over and took out a beige elephant pillow from the schoolbag on the ground and threw it on the table.The other three were taken aback by the throw pillow that appeared on the table like magic.Luo Zhi habitually took two deep breaths, rubbed her stomach, then closed her eyes slightly, and fell down comfortably.

She hit the table directly, and there was a loud noise when her cheekbones made contact with the table, and half of the people in the study room turned to look in her direction.Luo Zhi didn't cry out, but pressed her cheeks hard with her hand, the pain caused tears to swirl in her eye sockets.

She raised her head and glared fiercely at Zhang Mingrui who was sitting across the table.

Zhang Mingrui held an elephant pillow in his hand, opened his mouth into an "O" shape, and looked at her in feigned surprise.Luo Zhi didn't speak for a long time, so she could only lower her head and press her cheekbones to relieve the pain. When the tears slowly settled down, she slowly raised her head again, gritted her teeth and asked softly, "You, do you want to die?"

Zhang Mingrui smiled like a seven or eight-year-old child who had succeeded in playing a prank.

Seven or eight years old, even a dog would hate it.

Luo Zhi stood up quickly, leaned forward and pulled the pillow back, pressed it on the table, bared her teeth fiercely at the person opposite, and then buried herself face down in the beige dream.

When she sleeps, she likes to wrap her arms around the pillow and face to the right.Within two seconds of closing her eyes, she felt a fever on her face.

He sits on the right.

Even though he might not be looking at her at all, she could feel the gaze on her through her eyelids.She frowned, and quickly turned her face to the left, leaving only the back of her head.

Luo Zhi gradually fell into a dream, and in a trance, she heard the sound of the chair opposite being moved away, as if someone had left the desk.When she got up sleepily, there was no one in the opposite seat, Zhang Mingrui and Xu Riqing were gone, and there were only two piles of books, a few pieces of draft paper, and seven or eight pens in a mess on the table.

She glanced to the right, and Sheng Huainan was not there. The silver-white pen had not been capped, and the reflected sunlight dazzled her eyes.She turned her head to avoid it, and the clothes on her shoulders slipped off.

Only then did she realize that she was wearing Sheng Huainan's black, white and gray down jacket, which took most of the heat away when it slipped down.She shivered, quickly pulled up her clothes, and carefully put her arms into the sleeves to put them on.The large down jacket surrounded her with an indescribable warmth.

Luo Zhi suddenly thought of something, cautiously raised her sleeves, smelled it, and then smiled contentedly, it sure also smelled of oily smoke.

Actually they are all the same.

She pressed her cheek to the pillow, wrapped her arms around herself, and warmed herself with the warmth of the down jacket.A corner of his chest became soft, but it was only for a moment.

Luo Zhi reached out to help Sheng Huainan cover the pen cap, then stood up, grabbed the phone and wallet on the table, and planned to go to a place with fresh air to sober up.When she reached into the pocket of the down jacket, she accidentally touched a hard object inside. When she took it out, she saw it was a brown leather wallet.Luo Zhi tapped the leather surface twice with her fingertips, remembering the photo of Chen Mohan in Jiang Baili's wallet, she couldn't help guessing, could there be a photo of someone else in it?
She didn't open it and put it back.

Hands in pockets.On New Year's Day, Ye Zhanyan put his hands in this pocket to keep warm.

She rubbed her numb cheeks, feeling that there was a lot of air in her stomach, and she wanted to hiccup but couldn't.The cold breath in the corridor made her shiver slightly.

Outside the window is a gray and white landscape.In Luo Zhi's impression of Beijing, there are no red walls and green tiles, nor is it square, grand and grand. The area where P University is located is the most embarrassing area in the city. The old ones have been destroyed, and the new ones have not been built. Everything is covered in a gray coat, carrying a gray air.The dull colors seem to be painted with dead branches with fallen leaves. Occasionally, a gust of cold wind will roll dust and waste paper, bringing a little bit of poor movement to the picture.

Luo Zhi looked up and found that she had circled several times and reached the science and technology library on the second floor.She knew that she didn't understand much of this kind of works, except for "One Hundred Thousand Whys" in it, and was about to move away when she heard a slight sob.

The corridor was empty, except for a dozing staff member lying on the lacquered wooden desk at the library entrance.She looked around and saw a red figure at the stairs on the right.Luo Zhi moved a little over, and raised her head——Xu Riqing was sitting on the stairs leading to the third floor from the second floor, with her head buried in her knees, unable to see her face clearly.Through the railing, she could still see a pair of shoes standing on the steps leading to the third floor, with a big white check mark on the side.

Zhang Mingrui and Xu Riqing.

Xu Riqing tried his best to suppress it, but there was still a faint cry coming over.Luo Zhi took a step back and walked away gently.

A hoarse and nasal question suddenly came from behind: "You are revenge on me. I want to apologize to you, but I feel embarrassed to bring up that incident again, so I get along with you as if nothing happened Yes. You're taking revenge on me, aren't you?"

"I really don't."

"You have!"

"You listen to me explain..."

"I'm not listening!"

Luo Zhi almost laughed inappropriately, and stopped involuntarily.

"Actually, I know," Xu Riqing's voice echoed faintly in the corridor, "On Christmas day, we went to 798 together. Someone in your dormitory told me that as soon as you went back, you were escorted into the room by some of them. Forced you to talk about the progress with me, but you said we are just friends."

"You said, you like someone else." Xu Riqing said slowly.

Zhang Mingrui was silent, Luo Zhi waited for a long time, but did not hear his response.

"I've wanted to ask you for a long time, but I always feel that it's really embarrassing to ask. What if, what if you're talking nonsense out of embarrassment, what if... that hurts so much."

Most of the mistakes in the world, in fact, can be clearly stated at the beginning, not inevitable, nor is it a trick of good fortune.What stands in the way is mutual self-esteem and so-called understanding.Luo Zhi sighed lightly.

"Actually, I guessed it all," Xu Riqing sneered, "Actually, you like—"

"I thought you could learn a lot from a fall. You should stop in moderation."

Zhang Mingrui's cold and crisp voice surprised Luo Zhi, who was leaning against the wall with her arms folded and eavesdropping.She knew that she had actually underestimated Zhang Mingrui all along.Sheng Huainan was a ray of light that literally cast shadows on everything around him, like Zhang Mingrui.In Luo Zhi's life, he appeared as a simple big boy who loves to smirk and blushes, always fights but is often clumsy.However, today at the gate of the newsstand, he answered a sentence in a very natural manner, alleviating the embarrassment of the three of them, and Luo Zhi began to look at him squarely.

Faced with the result, she felt uneasy.

"Why don't I know when enough is enough? If I don't know when enough is enough, why should I turn back? To truly love someone, I don't even have the patience for a few months, and I can't even wait? Well, I really don't have the right to make you wait, but Why do you stay with me every day? Why don't you refuse when I ask you for self-study and dinner? How dare you say that you are not taking revenge on me or giving me the illusion that you are so ambiguous? What is the difference between you and him? "

Xu Riqing's voice was hollow and desolate, so loud that it was almost unnecessary to eavesdrop.Before Luo Zhi's eyes, the beautiful face in the coffee shop that was crying so helplessly appeared in front of her eyes.She looked around with some worry, and the administrator of the library actually snored, one after another, the fat on her face drooped, and it piled up on the table in two layers.

She thought she would never forget this funny and sad scene in her life.

Zhang Mingrui laughed, as if Xu Riqing had said something very cold.But even after seeing his smile so many times, Luo Zhi couldn't figure out what his expression was like at the moment.

"It was you who came here to tell me the old things, we are still good friends - when you liked Sheng Huainan back then, you and I often studied together and ate together as often as now, so now it seems that I have nothing to do with you Are you ambiguous? As for you saying wait...then let me ask you, if Sheng Huainan turns around now, will you accept him?"

"No, I won't. I will wait for some people to turn around, and I won't for some people. I'm not a person who doesn't have a long memory."

"Yes, I'm not a person with a short memory." Zhang Mingrui smiled softly.

Luo Zhi lowered her head, the shadow cast by her long bangs covered her eyes.

"You hate me so much? You can't even be friends? You have to take revenge on me?"

"It's totally acceptable to be friends. In fact, I'm already doing this. I didn't retaliate against you. I just rejected someone I don't like very normally. You think too much."

Luo Zhi sighed, Xu Riqing was no match at all.Regardless of eloquence or momentum, liking someone who doesn't like you and even discussing love with him is simply courting death.

She walked away, and finally heard Zhang Mingrui's gentle and indifferent sentence: "I don't flirt with you. From today on, let's pretend we don't know each other."

Luo Zhi closed her eyes, but could still recall the scene in front of the newsstand: Zhang Mingrui helped Xu Riqing hold the magazine, Xu Riqing put his hands in his pockets, shyly lowered his head and smiled in front of Luo Zhi, Qi Liu Haier was blown up by the cold winter wind and fell down , like a ostentatious skirt.

Can Zhang Mingrui really not see it?

At that time, Xu Riqing took a long time to thank you, and whispered: "You are always so kind to me." And he said with a smile: "Tsk tsk, your reaction is really slow."

A joke, but missed thousands of mountains and rivers.

"If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars." Tagore always said something that seemed warm but cruel.

The most cruel smiles, such as Zhang Mingrui, such as Sheng Huainan.

(End of this chapter)