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I don't know why, but I suddenly remembered what kind of mood she felt when she said that she would be very sad in the corridor just now with a trembling voice.

To her, I may have a little weight.

I looked at her with some doubts, wondering why she didn't speak for a long time, but I only saw her playing with the pearls in the cup with a straw.

"You..." I said hesitantly.

"Green milk tastes really good. It's the first time I've tried this flavor. I've been drinking chocolate flavor before." She took a sip of milk tea and said with narrowed eyes.

"The chocolate flavor is also delicious." Sometimes I also order chocolate flavored milk tea, the mellow aroma of chocolate and the aroma of milk really go well together.

"Chocolate is sweeter, and milky green is very refreshing." She nodded, and said without thinking, "Suddenly I want to eat green balls."

I can understand why she suddenly thought of Qingtuan. The wormwood fragrance on the outside of Qingtuan is as fresh as green tea, and there is sweet bean paste inside, which is delicious and not greasy.

I glanced at her: "I want to eat too."

The two of us looked at each other, and we both saw the desire for the Youth League in each other's eyes.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it." I don't look away, and stir the pearls in the milk tea with a straw.

"Okay." She still looked at me, "Are you in a better mood?"

Strange to say.This afternoon was still very busy, and I felt that the feeling that I might be a stranger to Yao Yue from now on suddenly disappeared.She just smiled at me, and her heart seemed to be gently brushed by soft feathers, sweeping away all the shadows, leaving a pure pool of water.

If you like someone, you will turn into a fish. You only have seven seconds of memory. After seven seconds, all the tantrums will be forgotten.I just remember all the good things about her before, and the bright smile she just gave me.

Like the sentence I read before, "These are my principles. If you don't like it, I can change some."

I nodded to her: "Yeah."

It doesn't matter how you got to know each other, whether it was a purposeful or accidental acquaintance, whether it was because of painting skills, there is nothing to say.

Our acquaintance was that afternoon, after everyone had left, the classroom looked empty, and the chairs in the classroom were scattered around the table. Yao Yue was sitting on a chair near me, shaking her feet unconsciously. The scent of shampoo spreads faintly in this small area, and the smile that lifts up the face is the brightest light in early summer.

I still want to know her.

This is the final conclusion.

"What kind of illustration do you need?" I asked her.

She raised her eyebrows in surprise: "I thought you wouldn't agree."

"I have always wanted to get rid of poverty very much." I am serious.

"Then we are very strict." She also had a serious expression, her eyes curved into crescent moons within two seconds, "But I don't have any demands on you, because I think you are very cute."

"Isn't it a person who is ugly, has a bad temper, and has no characteristics to praise her for being cute? It turns out that I am like this in your heart." I pretended to be angry.

She just smiled: "Don't make trouble."

There were twos and threes passing by outside the milk tea shop, and they were of different colors.Some hurried past with their mobile phones and talking on the phone, some with a glass of drink and their companions messing around with each other. They were laughing or angry, expressing their emotions in this small land.I don't know if they conveyed their feelings correctly, but I know that Yao Yue has seen a corner of my little thoughts.

When I got home, I put down my heavy schoolbag and rubbed my sore shoulders.I looked at the bulging schoolbag that looked like a dick bag, and suspected that it was the pressure on me that I hadn't grown up all these years.But there is no way, I still have to memorize all these exercise books that I don’t know whether to write or not, meditating on my own self-control, and then expect the pen to move by itself to finish writing these expensive things.

I still want to draw a picture before writing the exercise book.

Warm up your hands first.I comfort myself.

I took out my sketchbook and started drawing Yao Yue.

The painting is in Q version. She is holding a cup of milk tea in her hand and is about to suck up a pearl. This pearl is very difficult to suck, causing her cheeks to bulge with milk tea.

I ticked off the line draft and colored it, took a picture with my phone and sent it to Yao Yue.

"The face painting is too big!" she said nonsense with her eyes open.

I replied little by little, I don't want to talk to her very much.

Sometimes the relationship between people will heat up quickly, just like a pot of water ready to boil, 90c to 100c, often in the blink of an eye.

I don’t know why Yao Yue and I met each other often since that day, we would chat for a while when we met, we made appointments for a bunch of things we could do together, we went to the cafeteria together, played badminton together, and went to the playground to walk around.The rest time, which is usually very flexible, is fully arranged.

And we are getting closer in the activities and exchanges again and again. She started to talk along with me before and started to have her own little temper. I would often say some straightforward things to make her angry. .

The image of her in my mind became three-dimensional little by little.In the eyes of others, those who have excellent academic performance, are exquisite in all directions, and look gentle and gentle, have become in my place: I can skip the Chinese class for a while; it is tiring to talk to the dean every time with a smile: the last time I asked The math teacher only remembered the smell of shiitake mushrooms in his mouth, and didn't remember which question he was talking about; because I said she was fat and started staring at me until I changed my words.

I drank chocolate milk tea and bumped her with my elbow: "Here, I just arrived today."

She took a bite of the green ball in my hand: "The one with egg yolk and meat floss, I like the one with red bean paste."

I looked at her and tried to snatch the green dough from her hand: "Don't eat it for me, I like this flavor the most."

"Hey, take it back with your hands." She slapped my hand away, "I also like egg huáng and meat floss."

I withdrew my hand, too lazy to argue with her, took out a matcha one and took a bite. The matcha filling was very sweet, and it was a bit greasy when served with chocolate milk tea.After watching her finish eating egg yolk and meat floss, she gave it to her pretending to be indifferent.

"You think I'm stupid." After she opened it, she saw the green ball with a mouth missing, "I saw you took a bite." She took a bite of the green ball as she said, "It's good, you Such disgusting people."

I didn't say anything, I lowered my head and searched in the box for a long time, found out a bean paste filling and handed it to her: "Here."

"Ah, sure enough, the red bean paste is still my white moonlight." She happily untied it and ate it.

"That's it for you." I said as I dug out some red bean paste and handed it to her.

"Ah---love you." She came and hugged me.

I pretended to be disgusted.

But actually very happy.

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Chapter 6 Blame the Donkey Hoof Noodles

It wasn't until Jung Ye-yeon started smiling and waving to me that I realized that I had neglected her too much these days.

She has never been like this before, every time she sees me from a distance, she will directly rush to me, and she must hang her whole body on me.

"After finishing my math homework yesterday, I couldn't write several questions." I walked to her side and put on a troubled face, "Oh, math is so difficult."

"I don't know much about it." Zheng Yiyan said, "I guess I must have exceeded the standard. These questions are definitely beyond the standard."

"Then have you written an English newspaper? Let me copy the multiple-choice questions." I actually wrote an English newspaper, but I just want to restore the way we got along as much as possible. It seems that as long as we talk the same as before, all the distance never existed.

"Let's write it. Let me go over and give it to you. Why don't you write English newspapers? Although your grades are good, you still have to write to keep your hand." She babbled at me.