mousepad-d2 Chapter 1 He's Looking at Me Again
Chapter 1 He's Looking at Me Again
Midsummer, scorching heat, outdoor 42°, 12:[-] noon.
The air conditioner in the room was 18 degrees, Cen Yue threw the iced yogurt in his hand on the table, and stuck to the glass window in a distorted posture, and finally opened the window.
The fiery air rushed towards his face, melting the air-conditioning in the room at once. Cen Yue had no time to take care of it. He was the only creature in the room who wanted to go out.
The courtyard next door was very lively, and Cen Yue could see clearly from his small window on the second floor.
Jiang Jinxing is back!
Cen Yue's heart itch was unbearably swollen because he was depressed due to the upcoming summer vacation remedial classes tomorrow.
Jiang Jinxing's family just drove back from outside, and they are moving the things in the car into the house.
When Cen Yue opened the window, he happened to see Jiang Jinxing's back. Just such a back made him fall on the bed and roll over excitedly, throwing one of his slippers all over the place.
But he didn't dare to delay, the things in the car were finished soon, so he rolled off the bed like a carp, and the barefoot dog lay on the window sill, looking forward to seeing Jiang Jinxing again.
The car was still parked in the yard, but there was no one there, and there was no movement in the yard.
Cen Yue was heartbroken and was about to retract his head when he suddenly saw a person walking out from behind the car.
He is tall and has long legs, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, a white short-sleeved T-shirt, camel-colored loose trousers, and short hair that has been plated with a layer of light gold by the sun.
It was Jiang Jinxing.
He responded to the message with his mobile phone in one hand, while holding a big watermelon in the other, he walked slowly into the house, about three or four steps before he was out of Cen Yue's sight.
Cen Yue stared straight at him, hating that he didn't have a telescope in his hand.
But at this moment, Jiang Jinxing, who had been concentrating on looking at his phone, suddenly raised his head and caught Cen Yue's gaze without any warning.
Cen Yue's head swished and disappeared on the window sill, and three seconds later, the window closed with a bang.
Jiang Jinxing smiled in a low voice, and entered the house with the watermelon in his arms.