Whispering To You

    "Ah? Are you going to drop out?" Zhang Yuehai said in surprise, "Why?"

    "I'm going back to the team." Chen Ran's voice was very calm, "I'll be leaving next month."

    Zhang Yuehai didn't know what to say congratulations or what, he tried to keep his face calm, and said: "So, it's a good thing or a good thing, but this withdrawal procedure is a bit troublesome, and I'm preparing to touch it this week. Take the test, you can do it next week."

    Chen Ran said yes, turned around and walked out.

    The weather in November is already very cold, the sky is gloomy, and even the mood is not good.

    He went downstairs, and when he passed the playground, he saw a class in gym class, and one of them looked familiar.

    Zhao Weilin.

    Chen Ran felt that the name had appeared in his ears too many times recently.

    He inadvertently slowed down and looked over there.

    Their class is having a physical education class, and the teacher asks the boys to play three-person basketball in groups.

    The two dozen boys quickly divided the team, and only Zhao Weilin stood there at a loss.

    He looked around and saw that there was only two people in a team.

    So he walked towards them.

    As soon as he approached, the two boys glanced at him and walked away with the basketball.

    Zhao Wei Lin stopped in place, clasped his hands, and his back was even more hunched.

    No surprise.

    Chen Ran withdrew his gaze and walked out of the school.

    For three consecutive days, Cheng Yin received the cake from Zhao Weilin.

    Every day it is there as soon as I arrive in the classroom.

    The cake was small and inconspicuous. No one in the class noticed except the people around Cheng Yin.

    "What a treasure boy." Cheng Yin held the spoon and made an exaggerated expression, "This is too delicious!"

    Chen Ran glanced at Cheng Yin coldly, she didn't notice it.

    "Sweet but not greasy, it melts in your mouth, and it tastes better than the birthday cake he made." She took another bite. "And I don't bring the same thing every day. It's a treasure, a treasure."

    Chen Ran snorted, but Cheng Yin still didn't find it.

    "My day, Zhao Weilin is biased!" Nie Nan patted the table and stood up, "Why do you have it, I want to find him, and I want it too."

    "Go, ask him to ask for it!" Cheng Yin said arrogantly, "See if he can give it to you, hmph, a big man, thinking about eating cake all day long, are you disgusting? nausea?"

    "Cheng Yin, don't be too arrogant, I tell you, just eat it. If you eat it for a month, I think you are fat or not."

    "What if I gain ten pounds? Or less than a hundred, a little."

    Nie Nan wanted to talk to Cheng Yin, but Chen Ran suddenly shouted "Cheng Yin" in a deep voice.

    The voice was strange and permeating, Nie Nan was inexplicably scared and turned back.

    Cheng Yin also suddenly restrained her expression, because she felt that Chen Ran looked a little angry when she looked at her.

    Although she didn't know where she got him.

    "What, what?"

    Chen Ran looked at her, her eyes as gloomy as those outside the window.

    He looked at it for a long time, and even wanted to throw the cake in her hand.

    But the scene I saw in the playground that day appeared in my mind inexplicably.

    Chen Ran took a deep breath, his eyes relaxed.

    "Give me a bite."

    "Alas!"

    Cheng Yin was scared to death. Hearing him say that, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

    She dug a spoonful of cake and handed it to Chen Ran's mouth, "Here."

    Chen Ran still looked at her, opened his mouth, and held the spoon.

    The jaw moved slightly with the Adam’s apple.

    Cheng Yin suddenly felt uncomfortable, her heartbeat and blood were chaotic.

    She took out the spoon, turned around and stopped looking at Chen Ran.

    The author has something to say:  I will come to the second watch at night, but I really can’t tell the time, maybe after twelve o’clock