The Lingering Clouds [2]
“How come Jun You had come by himself today?” Si Ming whose hair was as red as the falling leaves had patted Hao Jun You’s shoulders.
But Hao Jun You continued to sit there quietly. He didn’t answer him…
“Wei[1], Hao Jun You?!” Si Ming increased the strength that he used to pat on Hao Jun You’s shoulders.
“Ming!” Lan You pulled Si Ming to his seat.
“What are you doing?” Si Ming glared at Lan You’s white face.
“Don’t you feel as though something is wrong?” Lan You lowered his voice.
“That’s right ah! Ming is such a stupid person ah. He had seen Jun You had only come by himself yet he had announced it out loud.” Hu Lin’s hand crazily messed around with Si Ming’s red hair…
“….” Si Ming scrunched his eyebrows and quietly sat down. Did that Moya really want to celebrate Jin Ming Xian’s birthday?! Did she really stayed there overnight?!!
“Good morning to everyone ah!” Moya smiled while walking into the classroom.
At this time Hao Jun You seemed to have recovered his hearing. He raised his head fiercely…But what appeared in front of him was Jin Ming Xian who held Moya’s hand tightly…
….Sweat…
Immediately Moya felt that in today’s classroom, there was an unusual smell…
“What is going on?” She pulled on Jin Ming Xian’s hand and placed her head near Jin Ming Xian’s ear to ask.
Jin Ming Xian hadn’t responded. He rapidly turned around to leave a soft kiss on Moya’s face…
“You!” Moya was slightly angry! At this time she noticed that her hand was held tightly by Jin Ming Xian. “Let go of me!” She shook her hand off from Jin Ming Xian’s.
Jin Ming Xian, this time though, hadn’t gotten angry. Instead, he quietly walked to his seat and sat back down…
Moya walked to the front of Hao Jun You. Last night she felt uncomfortable because she hadn’t seen Hao Jun You. “Senior Jun You?” She sat across from Hao Jun You and her smile were like the summer’s sunshine.
“….” Hao Jun You looked at Moya’s eyes, that pair of clear eyes… “Okay.” Then he faintly smiled but the smile was a little gloomy.
“Is there somewhere where you’re not feeling well, Senior Jun You?” Moya played around with Hao Jun You’s English book…
“No.” Hao Jun You’s voice was very soft. The soft voice seemed to have shook…
“Oh.” Moya placed Hao Jun You’s things down. Her eyes stared at Si Ming who had a strange expression on. “Hey!” Moya pointed her chin in his direction.
“What are you doing?!” Si Ming responded moodily.
“Why are you like this?!” Moya softly smiled. “Your hair looks as though it’s a nest for a bird.”
“You!” Si Ming turned his head around and used his hand to arrange his hair that was messed up by Hu Lin. “Shut up talkative Moya!” He made an ugly expression and then he leaned on his desk.
Moya went back to her seat. “Why don’t you try having black hair? Black hair is very mysterious and noble.” Now that she thought about it, she had never seen Si Ming with black hair.
“…..” Si Ming quietly leaned against his desk, not answering.
“Moya, how did last night go?” Liu He threw over a scrap paper.
“What is this?!” On the top, there was a picture of ‘Moya’ who had taken liberties with a ‘handsome man.’ Moya crumbled the scrap paper and threw it in Liu He’s direction…Who knew that crumbled paper had flown in the wrong direction? It flew towards Jin Ming Xian’s head whose gaze was out the window.
[1] Wei – it’s like ‘hey’.
The Lingering Clouds [2]
“How come Jun You had come by himself today?” Si Ming whose hair was as red as the falling leaves had patted Hao Jun You’s shoulders.
But Hao Jun You continued to sit there quietly. He didn’t answer him…
“Wei[1], Hao Jun You?!” Si Ming increased the strength that he used to pat on Hao Jun You’s shoulders.
“Ming!” Lan You pulled Si Ming to his seat.
“What are you doing?” Si Ming glared at Lan You’s white face.
“Don’t you feel as though something is wrong?” Lan You lowered his voice.
“That’s right ah! Ming is such a stupid person ah. He had seen Jun You had only come by himself yet he had announced it out loud.” Hu Lin’s hand crazily messed around with Si Ming’s red hair…
“….” Si Ming scrunched his eyebrows and quietly sat down. Did that Moya really want to celebrate Jin Ming Xian’s birthday?! Did she really stayed there overnight?!!
“Good morning to everyone ah!” Moya smiled while walking into the classroom.
At this time Hao Jun You seemed to have recovered his hearing. He raised his head fiercely…But what appeared in front of him was Jin Ming Xian who held Moya’s hand tightly…
….Sweat…
Immediately Moya felt that in today’s classroom, there was an unusual smell…
“What is going on?” She pulled on Jin Ming Xian’s hand and placed her head near Jin Ming Xian’s ear to ask.
Jin Ming Xian hadn’t responded. He rapidly turned around to leave a soft kiss on Moya’s face…
“You!” Moya was slightly angry! At this time she noticed that her hand was held tightly by Jin Ming Xian. “Let go of me!” She shook her hand off from Jin Ming Xian’s.
Jin Ming Xian, this time though, hadn’t gotten angry. Instead, he quietly walked to his seat and sat back down…
Moya walked to the front of Hao Jun You. Last night she felt uncomfortable because she hadn’t seen Hao Jun You. “Senior Jun You?” She sat across from Hao Jun You and her smile were like the summer’s sunshine.
“….” Hao Jun You looked at Moya’s eyes, that pair of clear eyes… “Okay.” Then he faintly smiled but the smile was a little gloomy.
“Is there somewhere where you’re not feeling well, Senior Jun You?” Moya played around with Hao Jun You’s English book…
“No.” Hao Jun You’s voice was very soft. The soft voice seemed to have shook…
“Oh.” Moya placed Hao Jun You’s things down. Her eyes stared at Si Ming who had a strange expression on. “Hey!” Moya pointed her chin in his direction.
“What are you doing?!” Si Ming responded moodily.
“Why are you like this?!” Moya softly smiled. “Your hair looks as though it’s a nest for a bird.”
“You!” Si Ming turned his head around and used his hand to arrange his hair that was messed up by Hu Lin. “Shut up talkative Moya!” He made an ugly expression and then he leaned on his desk.
Moya went back to her seat. “Why don’t you try having black hair? Black hair is very mysterious and noble.” Now that she thought about it, she had never seen Si Ming with black hair.
“…..” Si Ming quietly leaned against his desk, not answering.
“Moya, how did last night go?” Liu He threw over a scrap paper.
“What is this?!” On the top, there was a picture of ‘Moya’ who had taken liberties with a ‘handsome man.’ Moya crumbled the scrap paper and threw it in Liu He’s direction…Who knew that crumbled paper had flown in the wrong direction? It flew towards Jin Ming Xian’s head whose gaze was out the window.
[1] Wei – it’s like ‘hey’.
