Whispering To You

e principal and teachers – the first in the entire grade.
The noise of the cafeteria was amplified in Zhao Weiling’s ears, and his brain was feverish, and his whole body felt weightless.

He wanted to run away with his plate.

“When will the school expand the cafeteria? If this continues, won’t we have to wait in line to eat?”

— Xie Ying said.

Zhao Weiling looked up abruptly.
Cheng Yin and Xie Ying were already sitting in front of him.

“I heard that the school might have divided lunch batches after the semester.” Cheng Yin twisted open a bottle of juice and looked up to Zhao Weiling again and said, “Thanks.”

Not only did she sit over, but she also said thank you to him.
Zhao Weiling did not have a reaction, and his eyes did not know where to look.

“Eh, next month we have to review the content of the second semester of the first year of high school.
I can’t find my math book for the second semester of the first year of senior high school.
Do you have more?”

“Hey, what are you dumbfounded about?” Cheng Yin reached out and shook her hand in front of his eyes.

“Huh? Are you talking to me?” Zhao Weiling reacted, but continued to confirm, “Are you asking me?”

This time, not only Cheng Yin, but Xie Ying also gave him a strange look.

“Is there anyone else at our table?”
Zhao Weiling felt he had lost face again, holding his red neck, and said, “Yes I have.”

He changed schools when he repeated for the third time, a special repeated class, and the school reissued a set of teaching materials.

“Then can I borrow it?” Cheng Yin asked.

“Yes, yes.” Zhao Weiling nodded repeatedly.
“I’ll bring it to you next week.”

The next week, Zhao Weiling took the textbooks for the second semester of senior high school and walked to the door of the 5th classroom with anxiety.

At this time, Cheng Yin was revising the blackboard.

Xie Ying had just found a few typos on the blackboard she wrote last week, so she moved Chen Yan’s desk and stepped on it to revise it.
Zhao Weiling stood timidly at the classroom door, wanting to call Cheng Yin, but afraid of attracting too much attention, so he quietly walked in and placed the book at Cheng Yin’s feet.

“I brought the book for you.”

Cheng Yin, holding the chalk in one hand and the blackboard eraser in the other, smiled down and said, “Thank you.
I’ll return it to you when I’m done with it.”

Although Zhao Weiling had tried to keep a low profile, a few people in the back row noticed him and gathered to whisper.

Zhao Weiling immediately turned around and walked away.

Cheng Yin continued to revise the blackboard again.

Chen Yan, who had been robbed of his desk and was sitting alone, looked up and asked, “Who is it?”

While writing, Cheng Yin said, “A member of class 7.”
“New friends?”

“Hmm~”

Cheng Yin’s ending voice rising, sounding a little smug.

Chen Yan was inexplicably a little upset.

“Why is he so anxious?”

After two weeks of being held down to write test papers and ruthlessly killed the seeds of love, Cheng Yin rolled her eyes at the blackboard.

“Yes ha ha, as old as you.”

Chen Yan raised his eyes and looked deeply at Cheng Yin.

He reached out to hold Cheng Yin’s ankle.
As thin as her wrist, there was still a lot of space in one grip.

“You think I’m old?”

The chalk in Cheng Yin’s hand fell off at once, and she felt like her ankle was electrocuted.

She couldn’t stand still.

“You, you let go of me!” She stomped her other foot.
“Don’t touch me!”

Chen Yan squeezed harder and asked again, “Do you think I’m old?”

A gentleman does not accept a loss.

“No, no.” Cheng Yin said, “I was wrong.”
Chen Yan slightly hooked his lips and loosened her ankle.

Cheng Yin immediately wanted to come down.

She turned her back to the blackboard and was ready to jump when the table shook.

The school desks are several years old and are not too solid.

She hesitated.

Just as she was about to crouch down and brace herself on the table to climb down, Chen Yan suddenly got up and held her by the waist and carried her down.

The scent of Chen Yan’s body suddenly became very close.

So close that Cheng Yin felt her breath was intertwined with his.

It’s over.
Cheng Yin felt that even if she was held down every day to write papers, she still wanted to love, sobs.

This moment of embrace ended when Cheng Yin’s feet touched the ground.

Chen Yan let go of his hand, but Cheng Yin’s hands were still against Chen Yan’s chest.

She lowered her head and her voice was soft: “That …… my birthday next week, are you really not coming?”

Chen Yan looked at her.
His eyes actually showed some apologies.

“It is not on purpose.
It’s my very important friend’s birthday.
I must be there.”

His voice was right next to her ear, and it was low, but very gentle.
But Cheng Yin was still slightly unhappy.

She shrugged her nose.

Wanted to cry a little.

Eighteenth birthday wanted him to be there.

But he is not coming.

Chen Yan saw her disappointment clearly.
His heart also softened a lot.

Unconsciously, he called a “Ah Yin”.

Only her closest people will call her that.

“Be good.”

Cheng Yin quietly raised her hand, holding his little finger, wanting to beg him again.

“Do you really not go?”

Just for a second, Chen Yan was about to change his mind.

At this time, Xie Ying suddenly coughed violently.

When Chen Yan looked up, he saw Zhang Yuehai coming in through the front door.

Naturally, Cheng Yin also saw it.

She immediately let go of her hand and leapt back to her seat.

Her expression changed faster than a selfie.

Heh.

Chen Yan’s gentleness dissipated.

With this courage, she still wants to fall in love at an early age.
He moved his table back and sat down.

Cheng Yin, still red-faced, looked at him several times and said slowly, “I ……”

“Stop it.” Chen Yan interrupted her, “You only did half of yesterday’s test paper, make up for it before school ends at noon today.”

Cheng Yin: “……”

Stinky man.

Don’t come.

One less person and I’ll save some money.

Who cares!

She heavily flipped out the language textbook, smashed it on the desk, and poked Xie Ying’s back.
Xie Ying turned around.
“What?”

“Next Friday, at Wanda Haidilao, don’t forget to come.”

Xie Ying nodded.

Cheng Yin said again, “After eating, we will go singing.”

Xie Ying: “Mm.”

Cheng Yin looked at Nie Nan again: “You should come too.”

Nie Nan did not refuse.
“Who else is there?”

Cheng Yin said, “I also plan to call Qin Xuanyang and Wang Zhaozhao.”

These two girls are the ones in the class who have a good relationship with Cheng Yin.

“Ah?” Nie Nan said, “All girls? How embarrassing for me? Don’t you call the boys?”

Cheng Yin ‘hum,’ “Of course I have to call ah! I want to call Xie Changxing, and, and ……”

Who else?

She doesn’t have any male friends.

Xie Ying added: “Zhao Weiling, I heard he doesn’t have any friends in their class, so it’s sad.”

“Okay.” Cheng Yin suddenly thought of another.
“Right, I also want to call Zhang Sikai!”

“Ah! Zhang Sikai!” Xie Ying exaggeratedly matched Cheng Yin, “That’s the handsome senior brother of your fencing club!”

Cheng Yin nodded her head violently.

“Yes, yes, yes, that’s him!”

Hmph.

Chen Yan indifferently glanced at them.

Childish tricks.