Shen Wanqing went out of the bedroom door and happened to meet aunt SuGuan. Her footsteps were shocked.
Although the current teachers of the school know that she and Xie JiuHeng are in love, they also clearly stipulate that they are not allowed to have any sexual relationship, and they must return to the dormitory after self-study at night. They can't meet outside secretly at night.
Therefore, Shen Wanqing felt a headache when he saw aunt SuGuan.
She tightly wrapped her Beige bread suit, with a hot water bag in her hand, and passed by Aunt SuGuan with an expressionless face.
About to go out of the dormitory gate, the hostel aunt suddenly shouted to her, "wait a minute."
Shen Wanqing's footsteps. She turned around with her lips pursed. She looked very calm. "What's the matter?"
"The lights are going out. Where are you going?" aunt SuGuan looked at Shen Wanqing and asked curiously.
Shen Wanqing didn't change his face. "There's something left in the classroom. You must get it quickly."
Hearing the speech, aunt SuGuan frowned, "what's so important in this big night? Can't you get it tomorrow?"
"No." her little face was still plain.
Looking at the girl's calm expression, aunt SuGuan has an unspeakable feeling in her heart. She is still thinking, but Shen Wanqing has turned and left.
"I'll go first, or it's too late."
The girl dropped a word and left.
Aunt SuGuan recovered and didn't have time to stop her. She could only look at the empty door.
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In a grove outside the girls' dormitory, under the dim street lamp, the boy in beige cotton clothes stood quietly and patiently under the street lamp with his hands in his pocket.
The cold wind roared, the boy stood for a long time, his white cheeks were cold, and the tip of his nose was slightly red.
Because of the cold wind, the boy's thick, thin and soft black hair has been blown a little messy. His thin short hair is disorderly, and even a long black dull hair is strangely blown out on his head.
That clump of hair swayed left and right in the cold wind. It looked very cute.
Xie JiuHeng was slender and lazily leaned against the street lamp post.
He carried the slender feather eyelashes, the narrow Phoenix eyes half narrowed lazily, the Phoenix Tail butterfly like eyes and tails looked deep, and the cinnabar nevus at the eyes and tails seemed to be too cold, and the bright red was much lighter.
The pupil of the young man is dark and deep, like a dazzling obsidian. He looked at the bright moon in the sky. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he suddenly recalled the corners of his lips.
Gently, lazily, the lip line is unusually soft and gentle, which seems to easily break the cold in winter.
When Shen Wanqing came, he saw such a scene. She looked at the smile on the corner of the young man's lips, and she couldn't help but hook the corner of her lips.
It seems that it's not so cold after running all the way.
"Ha Qiu -"
Suddenly, the boy sneezed coldly. He reached out and rubbed the red tip of his nose and blew his nose again.
The cold wind blew across his neck, and Xie JiuHeng subconsciously shrunk his neck again.
Shen Wanqing had some rising corners of his mouth, which pulled down at that moment.
She was a little annoyed that she forgot to bring a scarf for the boy!
Shen Wanqing came over quickly. She looked at Xie JiuHeng's face, which was slightly red with cold. She was angry. "Why don't you stay in the dormitory on such a cold day? You don't wear more clothes when you come out. I won't love you when you catch a cold!"