Scheming Man, My Aunt Is Not a Peacock

[Tsundere genius girl vs loyal dog and scheming repeater] -----Small theater "Ye Jingqiu looks up at the moon." A lonely moon hung in the sky, and the cold moonlight poured down, covering the empty playground. Ye Jingqiu looked at her in confusion. There was only one moon, and she only had one, but the moon was inferior to her. Why should she look at the moon instead of her? "Pollution has increased and visibility has decreased. It is impossible to see stars in the city. They do not exist, they are just temporarily silent like pearls covered with dust. But in people's eyes, they only see the moon, magnifying its waxing and waning." He knew that the moon she was talking about was herself... "My heart is toward the moon, regardless of whether it is full or missing." The two people's eyes suddenly collided, only for a short moment. The soft moonlight fell on the profiles of each other's faces, and the wind around them seemed to suddenly quiet down, leaving only each other in the world. "But the moon is not selfish. It hangs high in the sky and earth, and spreads the world, but it cannot dispel the dust. Many times, I feel that its brightness has stolen the glimmer of stars hidden in the dark, or it may be selfish." "A garden without flowers cannot see spring," Ye Jingqiu replied softly, "It is because of you that the garden is full of spring." " Shen Miantang turned his head and said arrogantly: "Ye Jingqiu, I know you like me. " "Um. "Ye Jingqiu responded in a low voice, without too much emotion, as if revealing a certain answer. The moonlight was like water, covering Shen Miantang's body quietly. She walked in front, walking slowly, her slender figure outlined in the silver moonlight. Ye Jingqiu followed her slowly, not too far but not too close. He looked at her shadow and felt that he was also her shadow, which was great. -------- A warm arm was put on her shoulder, and she came back to her senses, looked at Ye Jingqiu in shock, and asked: "Why are you here? " Ye Jingqiu held the railing and straddled her side, smiling and saying, "I've always been there. " "Are you following me? " "No, I'm with you. " Shen Miantang turned his head and said with a cold expression: "No need, I have plenty of company. " Ye Jingqiu grabbed the other person's arms with both hands, put her head straight, and said seriously: "I need you, Shen Miantang. " "He's not good, you choose me. " Shen Miantang was stunned. Ye Jingqiu's palm was pressed against her arm, and through the thin fabric of the school uniform, it felt surprisingly hot. His eyes didn't dodge, he looked straight into her eyes, so serious that he was almost stubborn. The wind poured in from outside the pavilion, blowing the broken hair on her forehead into chaos again, and a few strands of hair swept into the corners of her eyes, causing pain. ------- The lively and lively Shen Miantang was transferred to the second key class, like a wanton and enthusiastic peacock, living an open and lively life. Here, she meets Ye Jingqiu, a silent and reserved repeat student. There was a huge score gap between the two of them. The young man had an unspeakable inferiority complex and was gradually affected by her bright personality. Also entangled are the constant grievances of others: rifts between friends, misunderstandings, and the pain caused by the original family. One storm after another took turns to be staged on the high school campus. Rumors and rumors hit them, and they were dragged and wandering under the pressure of academic work and worldly vision. Why like? Is it a temporary attraction or a long-term understanding? Not only youth love, but also youth friendship, regret and growth. After stumbling, they learn to face their hearts and rush to their own distance. Purpose: Describe the growth of high school boys and girls, and explore inferiority and bravery, misunderstanding and reconciliation. Faced with academic gaps, friendship rifts and youth pain, recognize yourself in confusion, learn to treat feelings sincerely, and accept your imperfect self.