"Lin Jingchen, can I interrupt you and ask you a math question? I've been thinking about it for a long time and I still haven't figured it out." Bai Zhi looked at him with big eyes, and her sweet voice sounded extremely aggrieved and frustrated at the moment.
"Which question?"
The white little finger points to multiple choice question 10 of the model test paper: an image question of trigonometric functions.
Lin Jingchen glanced at the question and frowned: "Think about it and check it yourself." This question is not as difficult as it seems.
When he looked up, he saw that the girl's eyes and the tip of her nose were red.
Lin Jingchen was a little panicked, and suddenly remembered that she seemed to have failed the test: only a little higher than the first line.
Lin Jingchen walked to her seat, took out a pack of tissues, and said softly: "Sorry, this question just seems difficult. You can figure it out if you think about it carefully. If you really don't understand, you can ask me again."
Bai Zhi didn't expect that she would cry like this. It was so embarrassing. She lowered her head and wiped her tears, and just said "um" softly, with a strong cry.
Later:
"Lin Jingchen!" Bai Zhi called him excitedly.
"Huh?" He turned his head, and the faint fragrance penetrated the tip of his nose. Bai Zhi closed her eyes and kissed him proactively. A kiss that touches the water like a dragonfly, it feels like you want to refuse but still want to stop.
The Ferris wheel just reached its highest point, and the fireworks outside the window illuminated her slowly turning red cheeks. Bai Zhi's waist was held, and their lips touched again. The kissing method was completely different from before. It wasn't until the New Year's bell rang that Lin Jingchen let her go without hesitation.
A firework exploded just outside the window. Looking at her silly and shy expression, I couldn't help but lower my head and kiss her again: "Happy New Year."
Concept: A simple and beautiful love story of ordinary people