I'm a substitute for my wife's Bai Yueguang...

Chapter 32

I woke up very early for self-study on Wednesday morning. When I came to the classroom, there were only a few scattered students in the class.As soon as I came to the seat to put down my schoolbag, my deskmate arrived behind me.

"Hey! Why did you come so early today!" The tablemate seemed to have seen a ghost.

I glanced at him lightly, and then suddenly remembered that I still had something to ask him, so I immediately changed my attitude 360 ​​degrees and put on a bright smiling face.

"I seem to remember... you are the president of the Astronomical Society, right?" I looked at my deskmate with a warm smile, if there was a piece of paper on his face, I could ignite it.

"Yes, yes, what's the matter?" My deskmate felt terrified when I saw it.

"Lend me the key to the rooftop." I went straight to the point and said what I had to say.

The deskmate was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, he quickly took out a large number of keys in his pocket, took a key ring from the key chain and threw it to me, "Say it earlier! Don't laugh so creepily, help me, I thought you Want Dark Shark me!"

There were two keys, one large and one small, on the key ring. I took them and put them in the pocket of my school uniform. I looked up at him and asked suspiciously, "Am I smiling so scary?"

"Yes!!!" The deskmate covered his face with the textbook, "Why are you laughing again? Stop laughing, laugh again, and return the key to me!"

"That won't work, hehe." I put away my artificial smile and resumed my serious appearance.

The deskmate put the textbook on the table, "Why do you want the key to the rooftop? Since when did you become interested in astronomy?"

"Secret." I took out my Chinese textbook and said to my deskmate.

"Anyways," the tablemate shrugged, "The big one is the door key, and the small one is the activity room key. There is a telescope manual on the roof, you can read it when the time comes, and you can ask me if you don't understand. In addition, the activity room Usually there is no one there, but there will be club activities on Friday night, you just return the key to me before then."

I nodded, smiled and gestured OK to him.

Since I have already asked for leave, I didn't go to the classroom in the afternoon. Of course, my parents don't know about it, and I don't want them to know. This should be the most suitable for my age. thing about it.

At this supposedly young and fearless age, I seem to have never lacked some rebellion and enthusiasm. If I hadn’t met my wife when I returned to school this time, I should still be the same one who was very indifferent to the people and things around me and only focused on studying. The boring Alpha of .

I can hear the broadcast outside in the teacher's apartment. At this moment, the students should all be moving their stools to gather in the large square below the teaching building.

I thought in my heart that when the school celebration officially starts, I will send a message to my wife and ask him to pick me up.

I heard the headmaster start to give a speech on the radio, so I picked up my phone and texted my wife saying I'm going out now.

My wife replied ok and he just came out of the hotel too.

I took a shortcut from the small garden, walked through the corridors of several teaching buildings, avoided the opening of the school celebration square, and came to the office building directly opposite the school gate. I went up and down the steps, and walked towards the school gate.

I saw my wife showing some ID to the security guard from a distance, and I ran over immediately, and my wife had already entered the school gate and walked towards me.

"Brother!" I ran to my wife and stopped, I raised my head and smiled at my wife, "I thought you'd have to wait a while to arrive..."

Before I finished speaking, I suddenly understood, "You must have left before I called, right!"

My wife smiled at me and didn't answer.

I pouted and pretended to complain, but my heart was sweet.

The principal was still giving a speech on the radio, my wife looked down at me and smiled slightly, "Let's go."

"Yeah!" I nodded to my wife, and then followed her in a hurry.

We were walking side by side, the back of my hand accidentally rubbed against my wife's hand, my heart skipped a beat, I looked up at my wife's profile, he didn't seem to care.

I suddenly realized that I hadn't held my wife's hand in the street for a long time. We used to walk hand in hand together, watching the sunset and the stars, in the breeze and in the snow.

However, at this moment, we are walking side by side, but I dare not hold his hand.

Even though we slept in the same bed and hugged each other that night, he even dropped a light kiss on my face the next day.

But after all, that happens only by accident. I would be timid about holding hands, which is like a couple's daily behavior.

I'm afraid that it will be like that day in the hospital again. I habitually stretch out my hand to pull him, but he shrinks back.

It's not that I'm not brave, I'm just afraid that he hates me.

I know that sometimes when you cherish a person or value a relationship too much, your logic will become very confused, and you will fall into an abyss where cognition and reality cannot be self-consistent, but I don’t know if I am right now In this way, because I will always think of our past, I can't even imagine my wife's indifference to me, so I will be so sad that my heart will be pulled together, and the pain will feel like I will be ripped off.

Maybe when it comes to my wife, I've been acting on the basis of feeling.

I was lost in thought, when I walked on the hollowed-out floor tiles, my left foot was sprained, and my right foot was being raised, and my whole body inevitably lost balance. At this moment when I was about to fall, I instinctively stretched out. Get out and grab my wife.

I held my wife's hand to maintain my balance. My wife looked down at his hand, and then looked back at me. The moment I met his gaze, I reflexively let go of his hand, and I didn't even have time to read his gaze clearly. What emotions are contained in it.

I fell backwards and, as expected, lay on the ground,

My wife looked down at me, seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then laughed unabashedly.

I'm sad, not because he laughed at me, but because my wife didn't know what kind of struggle I experienced in my heart in just a few seconds just now, it's like a one-man show by myself, it's very funny.

"What are you thinking?" My wife's voice sounded in front of me, and I realized that he had squatted down and faced me face to face.

"Want to hold your hand." My mouth seemed to have nothing to do with my brain.

My wife raised the corners of her mouth and laughed, "Then why did you let go just now?"

"I'm afraid you don't like it." I seem to be really, when facing my wife, my brain follows my feelings.

My wife blinked her eyes, and then gave a soft "oh". He didn't ask me why I thought so, maybe he already had the answer in his heart.

"I really don't like unnecessary physical contact with people, especially strangers," admitted my wife, who smiled and held out a palm to me.

"But it's okay with the person you like." My wife looked me straight in the eyes, "So you don't have to let go."

I looked into my wife's eyes and thought they were so clear.

Seeing that I didn't respond for a long time, my wife rubbed my hair and stood up. He looked down at me and still reached out to me, "Do you want to sit here all afternoon?"

I immediately held my wife's hand, and he held mine back, and then pulled me up from the ground with all his might.

I patted the ashes behind me with one hand with my right hand, and tightly held my wife's hand with my left.

"You stand in front." My wife said with a smile.

I took a step obediently, and stood in front of him with my back turned, my left hand still holding his right hand behind me.

My wife raised her other hand and patted the ashes on my back in a crossed gesture.

"Okay." My wife tidied up the back of the collar for me by the way.

So I happily walked forward with my wife.

The principal's speech on the radio finally came to an end, and there was warm applause on the playground.

I stepped on a step, and then realized that we are now walking towards the teaching building, isn't this the way I came here?

"Brother, aren't we going out?" I grabbed my wife's hand and asked suspiciously.

"When did I say we were going out?" My wife asked me back with a smile.

"Didn't you say... happy things? Unforgettable things?" I asked tentatively.

"Yeah." My wife smiled more happily, and he looked at me, "Get away from all the crowds, and stand with the person you like in the corridor of the teaching building overlooking the entire school celebration. Few people in their student career have the opportunity to do this What's up?"

We can overlook the teachers and students in the whole school, watch the performances on the stage, watch the birds in the sky, and even see the busy traffic outside the campus. There is someone I like by my side. I can hold his hand and witness my high school with him. An ordinary but memorable day in the era.

There is no doubt that I am happy, and this will be my unforgettable memory in this school.

"Which floor do you want to visit?" My wife asked me.

"On the fourth floor, you can watch the program below." I replied.

You can also want to kiss you without worrying about being seen.