The sweet smell of citrus

Using a small colander to scoop up a dumpling, riding the spoon, the heat slid up, Cheng Jialan blew the dumpling to cool, and then took a bite.

"Is it ripe?"

"...Mmm." She chewed a few times and swallowed the dumpling, feeling a little indescribable, "It seems to be cooked."

What does this seem to describe?

It seemed a bit too much to cook the dumplings again. Song Yi felt helpless, took the spoon directly, and ate the remaining half of the dumpling. The meat filling was firm and the corn was sweet. She immediately turned off the fire, "You can get the dumplings now."

But after finishing speaking, he found that Cheng Jialan had been looking at her with complicated eyes.

"What are you doing looking at me?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat dumplings? You've already lost, and if you don't pick them up, they won't taste good."

When she regained consciousness and realized what she was thinking, Cheng Jialan's face was suddenly stained a little red, the squad leader was so bright, she didn't have any distracting thoughts, she——

"I just feel like the monitor knows everything. Now that we're all familiar, let's eat dumplings together!"

There were two bowls of dumplings on the small dining table. Song Yi and Cheng Jialan sat at the table together. Xiao Cheng ate the dumplings very generously, and Song Yi chewed slowly.

It is not easy to talk when eating this soupy food, there are only the sound of chewing and the occasional glances between the two of them in the space.

When Song Yi looked at Cheng Jialan, there was always a smile in his eyes unconsciously.

And when Cheng Jialan looked at Song Yi, he was always happy.

"Squad leader, it's so delicious."

"I've never eaten such delicious dumplings."

Song Yi held the chopsticks, "Really? Maybe you can eat it often in the future."

"Huh? What are you talking about, monitor?"

"It's nothing, just eat more if it's delicious."

At one o'clock, Cheng Jialan let out a long breath, leaned on the lazy tatami to digest, and watched Song Yi wash the dishes.While watching, she couldn't help thinking that the monitor is really a good wife and mother.

Going to school, going to the kitchen, having a super good personality, and everything is super good, whoever will be the monitor's partner in the future is really lucky.

His eyes flicked back and forth, and he didn't know when he suddenly came to this room.

It can be seen that the house has been around for some time.

But the house is old but not broken. The original yellowish walls were pasted with wallpaper, the cabinets and small household furniture were placed in the house in an unconventional manner. Is a careful person.

She stood up unconsciously.

"Squad leader, can I have a look at your house?"

Song Yi doesn't have the habit of putting things away. Many materials, diaries, and plans are stored in the cabinet. Cheng Jialan is not a person who can rummage through cabinets, "Of course."

Cheng Jialan was the first to walk to the side of the small glass cabinet.

I passed by it twice before, but I didn't pay much attention. I just glanced at it and found that it seemed to be a trophy.

This is a trophy medal cabinet!

She suddenly became interested, and wanted to explore the former glory of the class leader, this one... the school's math competition medals, English debate competitions, rope skipping competitions?

There are various kinds of medals and trophies, some related to study, some related to sports, some related to dance, some are school competitions, and some Cheng Jialan has never heard of, but I think it should be a relatively powerful competition for the monitor to participate in.

There are also some competition trophies with the names of provinces and cities. One of them is No. 1. It seems that at that time, a large group of people gathered together, the serious podium, and the judges awarded the trophy to the class leader.

At that time, she must have been very dazzling.

What Lao Cheng said was right, she didn't have to have some strange sympathy for the monitor, aside from these points, the monitor as a 'student' was much more successful than her.

Looking to the right, Cheng Jialan paused for a moment after catching a glimpse of a familiar trophy.

Because of this trophy, she also has it.

Chapter 51

This is the competition she and the monitor participated in, and the trophy they got together...

The monitor put here should be the first and second year of high school. Cheng Jialan saw that there was still some space next to the cabinet, which seemed to be just big enough to hold a trophy.

She thought, the squad leader is really a confident person, the place for the trophy has been reserved for the party that hasn't started yet.

However, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and instead of a brand new golden trophy, there was an extra photo in the reserved position.

The group photo of her and the class monitor, the red stage of the third year of high school as the background, shadowy lights, two faces close together, full of smiles, youthful -

"What are you looking at?"

Song Yi's voice came to his ears, and Cheng Jialan turned his head, "Squad leader, have you finished washing the dishes?"

"I've been standing here for a while, and you look so engrossed in the photos."

"Ah?" Cheng Jialan was a little astonished. She just stared at the photo, but she didn't feel how engrossed she was, but why didn't she feel such a big movement when Song Yi came over? !

Looking at her expression of disbelief, Song Yi lowered his brows and couldn't help laughing.

When she smiled, Cheng Jialan was also a little confused, "Squad leader, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." She suppressed her smile, lowered her head slightly, and held the back of her hand with warmth in her eyes, "Just thank you for coming today."