Chapter 55 Winter Rain Zhao Han has been having a hard time so long, she still hadn't received a reply to her letter to Zhang Yunqi. She was feeling anxious and worried. She kept wondering if Zhang Yunqi had read her letter, if he knew her feelings, and why he had never expressed anything. Lying in bed at night, tossing and turning, she couldn't fall asleep. She kept thinking about Zhang Yunqi off and on. Sometimes she thought of Zhang Yunqi's eye-catching performance on Wang Xiaokai's birthday, sometimes she thought of Sister Li's shocking words in the school canteen, and sometimes she thought of the little things in daily life that Zhang Yunqi inadvertently revealed that were different from ordinary boys. Her heart slowly tightened and she couldn't sleep all night. After a period of contact, she knew that this was a boy who was rich but low-key, talented but not pretentious, very mature and full of attraction. Every day during class, she spent most of her time secretly looking at him. After school, when she couldn't see him anymore, she felt empty in her heart and wanted to get closer to him. She didn't know if this was so-called love, but this feeling made her a little overwhelmed. However, compared to her peers' precocity, she mustered up the courage to keep trying to get closer to Zhang Yunqi, so she kept running towards Zhang Yunqi's desk. This is a question after all. Zhang Yunqi was ranked in the top two in the class, and he was considered a top student among a bunch of poor students in Class 168, so Zhao Han had a very legitimate reason. Most of her classmates did not think anything wrong, and they just thought that she was keen on studying and had a good relationship with Zhang Yunqi. But something that happened in the next few days caused a small stir in the class. During a physical education class that day, Zhang Yunqi, Wang Xiaokai, Tian Zhuangzhuang and others were playing basketball. After Zhao Han and her female classmates finished playing badminton, they bought a bottle of Coke from the canteen and brought it to Zhang Yunqi, who was sweating profusely. This caused a lot of screams from the curious people at the time, but everyone looked at them with different expressions. Zhao Han kept smiling and was very calm. Only Zhang Yunqi, who took the Coke from her, felt her fingers trembling slightly. After Zhao Han left, Wang Xiaokai stared at her swaying buttocks, feeling a little dry in the mouth. He turned around and patted Zhang Yunqi's shoulder heavily, saying only two words: "Awesome!" Chu Jian was also on the playground at that time. She was sitting alone on a stone bench around the playground watching the boys play basketball. When she saw this scene, she quickly turned her eyes away. However, on that warm winter afternoon, when the bright sunlight shone through the camphor leaves and fell on Chu Jian, a barely perceptible darkness flashed across her clear and bright eyes.
That night, this matter became the main topic of conversation in Zhang Yunqi's dormitory. Tian Zhuangzhuang, Yang Wei, Wang Xiaokai, the little virgins, were so excited that they couldn't sleep for most of the night. From time to time, they looked at Zhang Yunqi as if he were a reclusive martial arts master, with admiration and envy on their faces. Zhang Yunqi was also a little absent-minded. He had sensed that Zhao Han had a crush on him a long time ago. There is a saying: If you don't pick up a girl when you have one, it's a heinous crime; if you pick up a girl when you see one, it's like doing justice for God. It stands to reason that a dish that is delivered to your door should not be turned away, especially since Zhao Han has such a mature figure, with a curvy figure and a sexy mouth. She looks a lot like Shu Qi, and also has a bit of Angelina Jolie's charm. When he was single, Zhang Yunqi had masturbated a lot to Angelina Jolie in "The Pillow Crisis", and they were even old lovers. In short, this girl meets the taste of the middle-aged greasy uncle in all aspects, but he is not ready to have an early love in the first year of high school. In recent times, Zhao Han has asked him questions and sent him Coke. These things are reasonable and protect the girl's self-esteem, so he has no reason to refuse. On Friday, during the break between the first classes in the afternoon. The weather, which had been sunny for two days, suddenly turned cold. The sky was covered with dark clouds. Many students were playing around in the back of the classroom. Zhao Han, as usual, sat next to Zhang Yunqi with his exercise book in hand to ask questions. After explaining the topic, Zhao Han suddenly asked: "After school this afternoon, are you going to your sister's house?" Zhang Yunqi said he couldn't go. Zhao Han said: "Can you take me home? I didn't ride my bike here today." Zhang Yunqi thought about it for a moment and nodded. He felt that this was an opportunity to send her home and make things clear in private. This would not work and the girl would easily fall deeper and deeper into trouble. After the last class, Zhao Han sat in his seat without moving. Zhang Yunqi went directly to the parking shed at the school gate, pushed out his bicycle and waited at the school gate for a long time. Zhao Han came and sat directly on the back seat of the bicycle, smiling and saying: "Let's go." Zhang Yunqi drove Zhao Han away from No. 1 Middle School. On the way, the two did not talk much. Zhang Yunqi concentrated on driving, while Zhao Han stared at Zhang Yunqi's profile. He was not handsome, but Zhao Han thought he was good-looking, especially Zhang Yunqi's eyes, which were always calm and steady. Usually Zhang Yunqi tutors her with her homework. Sometimes when Zhang Yunqi is talking excitedly, Zhao Han likes to look into his eyes, which are focused, bright, and full of masculine charm. When the two of them look at each other, Zhang Yunqi's gaze can break her heart and squeeze it into a heart shape. As she thought about it, Zhao Han's prematurely mature girl's heart began to heat up. She shrank back and said, "Yunqi, I feel a little cold." "I'll stop the car and give you my coat." "No, it's warm like this."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yunqi felt Zhao Han behind him getting closer and closer to him. Gradually, his whole body was pressed against his back, with both hands around his waist, hugging him tightly. Zhang Yunqi didn't know how to walk the rest of the way. He was a little confused. It was almost half past six when he arrived not far from Zhao Han's house. Zhao Han didn't want to go home yet, so he said to Zhang Yunqi: "Let's go for a walk?" Zhang Yunqi agreed. He pushed his bicycle and walked aimlessly on the street with Zhao Han. The temperature was very cold at that time, and the sky was overcast. It was about to rain, but Zhao Han had no intention of going home and kept talking to Zhang Yunqi about her past. When passing by a coffee shop, Zhang Yunqi ran in and bought a cup of hot coffee for Zhao Han. Zhao Han smiled, held the cup in his hands, took a sip, and felt warm in his heart. Zhao Han felt that Zhang Yunqi was a little different tonight, as if he had become more considerate. She knew that Zhang Yunqi was very passive in relationships, so she felt that she had to be more proactive and break through that layer of window paper, so she said, "By the way, did you receive the letter I gave you?" Zhang Yunqi said: "Received." Zhao Han asked: "Why didn't you reply to my letter?" Zhang Yunqi said: "Because I didn't see it." Zhao Han asked: "Why?" Zhang Yunqi said: "It may be a personality issue. I like to be direct. If there is anything, it may be better to explain it to you face to face. I hope you don't mind." Zhao Han was stunned, turned his head to look at Zhang Yunqi, and said: "Okay, be direct, I know how I feel about you now, right?" Zhang Yunqi said: "I thought it was just a vague affection before, but now I know it, but I don't want to hurt you, so some things may need to be made clear." Zhao Han looked up and asked, "What's the matter?" Zhang Yunqi said honestly: "I only regard you as a friend." Zhao Han stopped walking and was silent for a long time. She smiled at Zhang Yunqi and said, "I understand. I'll go back first. It's dark and the road is slippery. Please be careful when riding your bike." Zhao Han turned and left, disappearing around the corner. At this time, rain began to fall from the sky. It was very small and as light as needles, and it was freezing cold to the bone. ****** (End of this chapter)
