You Are My Desire (Daydreaming About Me)

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Chapter Eighty-Five I Treat You Badly

Shen Juan's obsession with his book was so deep that Lin Yu Jing never expected it.

But it's not incomprehensible when she think about it. After all, this person is so lazy that he doesn't even want to write two more characters on the big test papers, but he is willing to sign his name on every book of his. A kind of "belongs to me" thing, he will pay special attention to it.

But that didn't stop her from being angry.

Lin Yu Jing was overwhelmed with shock, and didn't want to talk to him anymore, turned over and covered herself with the quilt to get ready to sleep.

She hasn't slept well in the past few days, and the wound is bouncing and hurting without taking painkillers. She can't sleep, so Shen Juan just stays with her, squeezes her hands, pats her, and helps her to distract force.

Now the little girl was sleeping soundly, and the smile on Shen Juan's face faded.

He leaned back in the chair and looked at her quietly.

Thick eyelashes covered her lips, her lips were pursed, and her brows were slightly frowned.

Shen Juan raised his hand, placed his fingertips on the center of her frowning brows, and rubbed gently from top to bottom. 

He sighed lowly, lowered his head and kissed her fluffy eyes: "Fool."

Lin Yu Jing was startled by this little girl, she usually looks very thoughtful, sometimes she is really stupid.

How could he not want to go to her.

Every day he go crazy trying to find her.

When Luo Qinghe left, after Shen Juan returned from abroad, for a long time, he didn't know what he was doing.

He has  lived for almost twenty years, He hasn't insisted on anything, He hasn't been able to hold on to anything, he hasn't succeeded in protecting anyone, and he finally met someone he like, but she was also lost by him.

He has never seen such a failure in life.

After being so dazed for an unknown amount of time, he went to Huaicheng.

It is not difficult to know where Lin Yu Jing went. Huaicheng No. 1 Middle School has a fully enclosed management model.

Shen Juan leaned against the outer wall of No. 1 Middle School that day, squatting by the wall and smoking a pack of cigarettes.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and gradually there were voices of students talking behind the high wall.

Shen Juan was wondering if one of these voices belonged to her, among the thousands of voices, the voice was soft and unhurried.

Did she have a new deskmate, would they chat after class, would she coax others coquettishly when she wanted something from him, and would impatiently turn her face cold without saying a word.

She has always been impatient, and she wonders if she can persist until after the college entrance examination.

Can she still remember him.

Shen Juan felt like a psychopath, knowing that he would never see her, but still separated from her by a wall, thinking about every detail of her new life without him.

The class bell rang, and the noise on the other side of the wall returned to silence. Shen Juan took the last puff of his cigarette, extinguished it, and stood up.

Wait a little longer.

There is nothing to wait for, he has patience and time, she said she will come back, so he believed her.