Chapter 2 Milk

The morning breeze blows gently, the faint fragrance floats, and the warm golden beam shines through the curtain, shining on the girl's quiet sleeping face, mottled and shallow.

The alarm clock on the head of the bed also rang. She opened her eyes lazily, reached out to grab the phone, turned off the alarm clock, unlocked the screen, and habitually opened social software, found a few familiar accounts, and woke up while browsing.

It was not until the mother's call came from outside the door that Meng Ning slowly got out of bed, took off her suspender nightgown, walked naked to the closet, and chose underwear, school uniforms, and combed her ponytail.

She buttoned her top and tidy skirt in turn. She looked at the girl with a slender body and white skin in the mirror, sighing, it would be great if she could not go to school.

She carried her schoolbag and walked to the restaurant, stuffed a piece of bread into her mouth, and said vaguely to the middle-aged woman who lowered her head to drink porridge: Mom, I'm on duty today, I'm leaving first~

This child was in a panic for everything he did... Ye Yun frowned, loosened the chopsticks, and the pickled vegetables fell back into the small plate.

Meng Ning had just arrived at the entrance to change his shoes and took the keys to go out. Suddenly, he remembered something, walked back to the living room coffee table, picked up the painted small iron can, and left home satisfied. He could have forgotten to bring his homework occasionally, but the jar was not good. The group of small things were waiting for her.

Getting off the crowded bus, Meng Ning, who was dry-mouthed, trotted into the convenience store, opened the freezer, and looked for the fruity milk he often drank. He found that the milk box was on the highest floor, so how did he put it there?

She looked embarrassed and stood on tiptoe. After struggling for a while, she found it was difficult to get, so she changed it to yogurt with nuts. As soon as she turned around, she was startled and saw a tall figure standing behind her, silent and unknown when it came.

This is a tall boy. His eyes are dark, his cheeks are thin, his thin lips are slightly pursed under his nose, his school collar is slightly loose, and his sleeves are rolled up, revealing a lazy and elegant smell.

Song Che, good morning... Meng Ning spoke unconsciously, but secretly complained that this man had no steps when he walked, just like a monster.

Early, can't you get it?Song Che raised his eyes and said in a low tone. He looked at the honey melon milk at the top of the building, stepped forward, took off two boxes casually, went to the cashier to check out. He handed one of them to the little girl and left one box himself.

Thank you, it turns out you also like to drink this flavor of milk.Meng Ning took it with a smile. She held the colored can and milk in both hands, and walked side by side with her old classmates.

I don’t know if it’s too coincidental, but I and Song Che have been in the same class since junior high school, and now I’m in high school.

This world is really small, but he seems not good at socializing with people. He has few friends in his class. If he hadn't been among the top scorers and was a regular visitor on provincial and municipal competitions and school hero lists, I'm afraid she would have forgotten that there was such a person.

Um.Song Che lowered his head, his eyes flashed over the black cat doll on the girl's bag and the small color jar in his hand. After staying for a while, he casually spoke: What is this?

Oh, did you say this?Meng Ning's eyebrows and eyes were curved without any concealment. She shook the small colored jar, making a rustling sound, and said happily: It's just for cat food.

Do you like cats very much?After hearing this, Song Che asked slowly, as if he was chatting at home.

Without even being surprised and talking too much, Meng Ning nodded and smiled even louder: It's Ah, I'll go to see them after school.

Since that incident, I have developed the habit of carrying cat food with me. I can't stop every day and must go to the small park to report.

Say hello to the school director. Walking along the way to the school building, Meng Ning turned his head and found that Song Che was staring at him, his face unfathomable. The sunlight fell from the treetops and shone into his eyes. His pupils shrank slightly, revealing a bright color, and he looked like a cat in an instant.

how?She couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think he was a freak...

Song Che no longer answered, pushed open the back door of the classroom, turned his head, and let the girl get ahead. Meng Ning looked at the broom in the corner, remembering that he was on duty, so he hurried to his seat.

After the dull morning class, during lunch break, Yan Wan returned with a water bottle. She glanced at her deskmate who was concentrating on sorting her notes and muttered in a low voice: Oh, you are still in the mood to continue doing this set of papers. If you continue writing them, I will vomit.

After two consecutive math classes, her soul was exhausted.

After writing a question, Meng Ning threw down his pen and rubbed his temples: I don’t want to do it either, but the teacher said he couldn’t finish it and couldn’t leave after school.

When Yan Wan heard this, she suddenly felt energetic. She held Meng Ning's arm and kept rubbing. She said thief: Meng Ning, how are you doing?I have old people and young people, and it is not easy to make a living. Can you be kind? Let me take a look...

Yes, I'll treat me to milk tea after school.Meng Ning glanced at her, took out the milk tea sales card from the pencil case, and threw it to the table.

When Yan Wan heard that there was a show, she was overjoyed: OK, okay, let alone a cup, I am willing to have ten cups.

She felt relieved, looked at Meng Ning with a deep affectionate look, and said: I will be yours in the future. Wherever you go, I, Yan Wan, will go there~~

You have enough Ah.Meng Ning was sore after being told by Yan Wan. She took a pen and drew a little turtle on the back of her hand, chuckling: This is for you, save it well.

Yan Wan looked at the love painting on the back of her hand happily, suddenly remembered something, leaned over to Meng Ning's ear, vented gently, and said in a mysterious way: Guess what I saw in the pool just now?

What?Meng Ning was curious.

Yan Wan announced the answer: Another girl asked Song Che to confess, but she was ready to come. She had all the love letters and lines, and she looked very beautiful, just like a little internet celebrity...

oh.Meng Ning responded, and his deep eyes suddenly passed through his mind.

Unfortunately, the male protagonist is not at all involved in the show. He sent someone a blowjob after he wanted to study hard. He also said that the perfume on others is too strong and he is really ignorant. It is obviously just an eau dessert...

Yan Wan continued to recite: Hello, you and his classmates have been together for so many years, have you never seen him get close to any girl?

No, he has a weird temperament and rarely speaks... Meng Ning was talking, and the girl in the same class came over and called her name.

Someone is looking for you outside.

Seeing that the other party's eyes were bright and his cheeks were slightly red, it was hard to hide his excitement, Meng Ning vaguely guessed the person. When he got up outside the classroom, he saw a man leaning against the wall, half-holding his arm to look at her.

Looking at the handsome and tall man in front of her, she couldn't help but smile, her lips curled up, and she stepped forward and said: Brother Lin, why are you here? Isn't it a jet lag recently?

Ji Lin, who is in his third year of high school, was a prospective graduate who was admitted to many Ivy League schools after obtaining the quota for admission to prestigious schools. She is also Meng Ning's tutor since childhood. She can be said to be an important role in life as both a brother and a friend. Because of him, she was unswervingly admitted to Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School.

Ji Lin narrowed his peach blossom eyes and watched the little girl's gentle face. It took a few seconds to turn away. He looked relaxed and his tone was mixed with a hint of doting: Girl, I haven't seen you for a while, and you have become beautiful again. Has you worked hard to study recently?

While saying that, I handed her a lunch box, and her expression became gentler: It’s rare to go back to school, my mother asked me to bring this to you, it’s turtle soup, which nourishes your body.

Thank you, Brother Lin, auntie is too polite. Meng Ning took the lunch box, smiled softly, and began to greet him.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Ji Lin asked a few instructions and then left. Meng Ning lowered his head and prepared to go back to the classroom, but saw someone standing by the door, staring at Ji Lin's back without saying a word. It was Song Che.

...What's going on? What's wrong?She tilted her head and asked the other person with her eyes.

The bell rang, and the boy lowered his eyes and a dark light flashed across. He looked at her coldly, turned around and walked into the room without saying anything.