Airborne Learning God

Chapter 30 Secret Love

"My name is She Jian, and the kid's name is Zheng Aiqing. If we read our names together, the homonym is [Witness to Love]."

At that time, She Jian was lying on the window sill of the aisle, watching the students going back and forth downstairs outside the window, as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he drank a mouthful of northwest wind.

Jiang Lu was also blown by the cold wind, watching She Jian's white breath from his mouth and nose, his teeth chattered from the cold, while rubbing his butt in depression.

The window sill was not high, and She Jian had to pouted her buttocks to make her arms rest comfortably on it. Jiang Lu looked at She Jian's upturned buttocks and fell into deep thought. Yazi, who felt good kicking, didn't listen to She Jian at all. Beep something.

Seemingly seeing that Jiang Lu was not distracted, She Jian leaned over and threatened coldly, "Do you still want to be beaten?"

Between being repaired and hearing the history of virgin crushes, Jiang Lu chose the latter due to She Jian's lustful power.

Recalling what She Jianfang said just now, Jiang Lu echoed, "That's right, witnessing love, it's a very beautiful meaning, very good."

"And the number of our strokes." She Jian wrote down the names of the two on the glass window with her fingers, and counted twice in her heart while writing, "The kid's strokes are 22 strokes, and mine is 18 strokes. There is a difference of 4 strokes, the child is now 179 tall, I should be 187 tall, the difference between us is 8 centimeters, which is exactly twice the difference in the number of names."

Jiang Lu closed the window on his side, looked at the ugly words on the glass next door, and continued to perfunctory, "...Well, what a coincidence."

She Jian sniffed, "There are other things, let's say... um... the kid's birthday is on December 12nd, and I just randomly filled it in on the QQ data card back then." His birthday is also December 2."

"Is it so miraculous, incredible?!" In order to express his admiration for this matter, Jiang Lu even gave a dedicated "wow" in his cadence and emotion, but it was a pity that the acting elements were too obvious.

But obviously, She Jian didn't care, "Isn't it? It's amazing, I think so too."

"My birthday is October 10th, which is 11 days away from December 12nd. 2 plus 52 equals 5. The sum of the months and days of our respective birthdays is subtracted, and the difference is also 2." She Jian rested her chin and looked into the distance , "Seven, what a magical number, seven days in a week, seven colors of the rainbow, people have seven orifices, and the sound has seven levels..."

Jiang Lu: "..." He felt that She Jian's mathematical thinking should be at its peak at this moment.

Glancing at his watch, he interrupted She Jian, "Well, it's quite amazing. What, brother, class will start soon, we should go back to the classroom."

"It's not a miracle, let alone a coincidence, it's called fate." After saying this, She Jian straightened up, closed the window, and while patting the sleeves of his school uniform, he walked downstairs side by side with Jiang Lu.

When She Jian chased Jiang Lu before, he drove Jiang Lu straight to the third floor.

"Hey, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration just now. 10 plus 11 is 21. The first time I met the child, it was the 21st. Do you think it's a coincidence?!"

Because of being too excited, before going down the stairs, She Jian almost tripped over with his left foot, fell down on the ground, and rolled down the stairs.

Jiang Lu helped She Jian silently, and reminded, "Brother, your shoelaces are untied."

When She Jian squatted down to tie his shoelaces, Jiang Lu rarely expressed his true opinion, "Brother, I think, as a new generation of socialist successors, we are high school students who can memorize the core values ​​of socialism. You shouldn't... be so superstitious."

"Don't talk about politics anymore, you should think about problems materialistically, and don't use idealism to look at this dialectical world."

Looking at She Jian who remained silent after tying his shoelaces and only cared about She Jian going downstairs dully, Jiang Lu's heart swelled.

He can be regarded as understanding why so many people like to pretend to be 13.

Pretending to be 13 is so damn cool, especially when I am showing off my knowledge, I will unconsciously feel the pleasure of crushing the other party's IQ!

Tsk, cool!

It's a pity that Jiang Lu's good mood from pretending to be 13 only lasted for a short time during the ten or so seconds when he went down the stairs.

When She Jian stepped down the last step of the stairs, he spoke again:

"Level 17."

Jiang Lu was confused, "What level seventeen?"

"There are 17 steps in total." She Jian put her hands in her pockets and walked towards Class [-], "When I was tying my shoelaces, I made a bet with myself that if the number of steps was odd, I and Children will be able to be together in the future.”

Jiang Lu put on a blank face and said nothing: "..."

Well, he thinks that She Jian may have a crush on her and screwed her head.

She Jian walked into the class first. He knew that what he had done just now must have been completely stupid in Jiang Lu's eyes, but it didn't matter. Anyway, he had already told Jin Chuanpeng and Sun Yuchang what he said just now. Jiang Lu was no different. this one.

It doesn't matter whether it will be regarded as a brain flood. The important thing is that these things, even if they are repeated, can make him happy again every time he says them.

It's as if, as long as those "fate" are said enough times, the children will definitely fall in love with him, She Jian smiled slightly, and then he calmed down, returned to his seat and sat down, "Is it broken, is it broken, little friend Like it or not?"

……

Probably, when you have a crush, everyone will do some "stupid things", at least in the eyes of others.

The greatest joy every day is to find all kinds of "evidence" that can prove the deep relationship between the two.

After I found it, I was not finished, and I insisted on telling my good sisters and buddies about my discovery, analysis and progress.

It's not to listen to their ideas, but simply to get their affirmation:

[You are right] [Yes, that's it] [You two are really destined]

And so on.

In fact, in the final analysis, I give myself hope and cheer myself up. After all, it takes a lot of courage to persevere in this path of crushing love.

This is probably the saddest and most beautiful moment in the secret love.

At that time, we did all the boring and stupid things, made wishes on all kinds of inexplicable things, everything was just to "find out" the possibility that that person would like us, and then, just If you think about it this way, you can feel beautiful all day long.

Cai Wen found that her son seems to be particularly keen on eating apples recently, and there are many other fruits in the house, except apples.

"Oh, because Apple has skinny legs." Later, when Cai Wen asked about it one day, Zheng Aiqing replied half-jokingly.

Probably because the apple that Zheng Aiqing had been reluctant to eat before and was going to eat until the end somehow "disappeared". Zheng Aiqing has gradually developed a habit of eating apples in particular.

It's the kind of big, round, red apple with thin skin. Zheng Aiqing puts two in her schoolbag every day. Sometimes, Zheng Aiqing will show kindness and give one to She Jian.

It didn't turn out as expected, after She Jian got the apple that time, she was very moved, and stubbornly accepted the task of peeling the apple.

It was useless for Zheng Aiqing to refuse, and She Jianfei said that there was no need to be polite with him, after all, he was eating apples for nothing.

God knows, Zheng Aiqing likes to eat apples with skins on them. He thinks that such apples have a soul, and they are exciting to eat! And his grandfather said that the skins are also nutritious!

But Zheng Aiqing didn't talk about all of this, and She Jian's intermittent silly fiufiu problem, he has also noticed it in the past few months at the same table.

Anyway, he is the younger brother I took in on the first day of school, so what can I do, let me pamper her.

After lunch, Zheng Aiqing used to eat an apple to fill in the gaps.

Today is his birthday, the sky is big and the earth is big, the birthday star is the biggest today, and this apple has been peeled carefully by She Jian.

In fact, ever since She Jianfei rushed to peel an apple for the first time, as a reward, Zheng Aiqing would give him an apple every day.

Peeling the apples saves me from having to run out of work to wash the apples in the water room. How nice.Zheng Aiqing screwed up the thermos, and thought to herself, it's not bad to have someone like She Jian at the same table.

Zheng Aiqing got up, just went to the front of the class with their glasses of water to make some boiling water, and when she came back, she saw She Jian holding a very beautifully cut apple and smiling at herself, "Here."

The energetic young man in school uniform has a handsome face, and his smile is even more handsome. He stretches out his arms, and the big hand with well-defined knuckles is holding the head and tail of the apple with his thumb and index finger. The slightly yellowed apple flesh has a smooth surface. , She Jian held a sharp fruit knife in the other hand, and a long, half-spiral peel hanging from the knife was shaking slightly in the air.

"So fast." Zheng Aiqing marveled. He put the water glass on the table, took the apple, and took a bite. The flesh was crispy, sweet and juicy. !"

When She Jian peeled an apple for the first time, she almost cut her finger. half a...

As expected, practice makes perfect, Zheng Aiqing sighed again, continued to eat apples, and took out her mobile phone to check Weibo. At this time, he noticed that She Jian was still looking at him from the corner of his eye.

"You also peel an apple for yourself, and you keep watching what I do, and I'm not for eating." Zheng Aiqing swallowed the apple in her mouth, saying so.

There was a strange light in She Jian's eyes, it was obviously still that handsome face, but Zheng Aiqing just felt that She Jian's smile was weird and obscene.

The amount of information contained in that smile was too much, and Zheng Aiqing didn't read too much for a while, and he didn't know why, but he just had the feeling that She Jian, an old dog, didn't think of anything good.

"Speak, don't laugh." Zheng Aiqing frowned, "If you laugh again, I'll beat you!"

She Jian didn't take it seriously, and asked Zheng Aiqing with a grin, "Apple, is it sweet?"

Zheng Aiqing pinched the apple: "..."

This old dog She Jian stuttered every word than how he spoke, it sounded weird.

"...Sweet?" Zheng Aiqing hesitated to answer, he suspected that She Jian was probably possessed by some dirty thing.

Hearing this, She Jian smiled and rolled her eyes, "Oh, hee hee."

Just when Zheng Aiqing was trying her best to give She Jian a slap to wake him up, She Jian, who was repeatedly jumping on the verge of death, finally withdrew her jio.

"Then I'll cut one and try it."

After saying this, She Jian quickly peeled an apple for himself, he took a bite, and then his eyes widened, "Damn, it's really sweet!"

Seeing She Jian whose tone and expression had returned to normal and no longer perverted, Zheng Aiqing held back the word "oh" after a while.

If I read correctly, Zheng Aiqing even witnessed the moment when She Jian bitten the apple, its juice splashed into the air and then fell freely, which shows how hard She Jian bit.

Zheng Aiqing, who looked down and swiped Weibo expressionlessly, didn't notice that the people around her were chewing apples, and then smiled "pervertedly" slowly.

When she was peeling the apples just now, She Jian made a bet in her heart that if he didn't cut off the apple skin this time, the kid would love her.

Then, She Jian carefully peeled off the first complete apple peel in her life.

It turns out that this is the taste of liking each other.

She Jian glanced at Zheng Aiqing, then took another bite of the crunchy apple.

I don't know why, but the more you chew, the sweeter the apple becomes.

[The author has something to say]: She Jian: Kid, have you become refined from white sugar?

Zheng Aiqing: ...?

She Jian: Otherwise, why would you be so sweet (／ω＼＊)