How can Sue tease a girl?

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wei Shuman came out of the bathroom with half dry hair.

Dad Wei was watching TV in the living room, saw her come out, and called her: "Your phone has rang several times, is your classmate calling you?"

"It's past ten o'clock, what's the name?" Wei Shuman walked over to check the records. It was an unfamiliar number. He had called five times, starting at 09:30.

Wei Shuman called back suspiciously, still wondering which persistent sales call this was.

The call was quickly connected, and a woman's voice said, "Wei Shuman?"

It was Ye Chixuan.

Wei Shuman blinked stiffly while holding the phone, and said softly, "It's me."

Wei Shuman could hear the sound of breathing on the other end, and Ye Chixuan said, "I finally found you."

Wei Shuman thought, it turned out that he was not the only one who was nervous.

She half-jokingly said, "Miss Ye, do you know that this sentence is ambiguous?"

There was silence on the other side for two or three seconds, and Ye Chixuan said with a smile, "Oh? What kind of ambiguity?"

For example, the reunion between lovers after being separated from each other, the search for a needle in a haystack after being forced to separate, or Jia Baoyu who wandered through a pair of pupils for hundreds of years, and finally said "I have seen this sister before." , or, like Wei Shuman's view of love, he waited for a long time before meeting the right person in the crowd.

Wei Shuman took a look at Wei's father who was watching TV on the surface, but actually kept peeking at what was going on here, and said to Ye Chixuan, "Wait a minute, I'll go back to my room."

Seeing that Wei Shuman was about to leave, Wei's father hurriedly said with "concern": "Hey Shuman, don't leave, it's a male classmate and a female classmate..."

"Female!" Wei Shuman said helplessly.

After returning to the room and closing the door, Wei Shuman was still wondering why he had to avoid it.

Ye Chixuan asked, "Was that your father just now?"

"Well, he always likes to gossip. Every time I answer the phone, I always ask 'male classmate or female classmate'." Wei Shuman imitated Wei's father's tone, Ye Chixuan was amused by her, and said: "He also cares about you, My dad used to ask me that all the time when I was in school."

"Concerned about whether I can get married or not." Wei Shuman made a grimace, not wanting to continue the topic: "Hey, let's not talk about this, what did you mean by that sentence just now?"

The tone is really misleading!

"Which one?"

Wei Shuman felt that Ye Chixuan was deliberately teasing her by knowingly asking, but she still repeated seriously: "'Finally found you'."

"Literally, I finally found you, the missing person."

"Eh?" Wei Shuman thought to herself that she would sue the wicked first, obviously the only one with a one-way connection is her. "Don't you have my mobile phone number?! How can I be a missing person? Apart from your official blog with V, where else can I find you?!"

It seems... the tone was a little too familiar, as if complaining.

Wei Shuman frowned and thought that her relationship with Ye Chixuan was not in the right way. The relationship between people who just met is not like this at all, but she couldn't think of the "normal" way of getting along with Ye Chixuan, just like... just As if they were supposed to be like this.

I can only blame Ye Chixuan for being too approachable!

Ye Chixuan apologized to her: "I'm sorry, it's really my fault. I dropped my phone and replaced it with a new one. Your phone number is not on file." As he spoke, his tone became lower and lower: "Originally, I thought we missed it just like that, so I had no choice but to hope that you would remember what I asked you to take a photo of at that time, and hope that you would find me through your way..."

I couldn't hear the following words clearly. Wei Shuman thought it was a signal problem, and said loudly "Hello, hey, hey" a few times, and Ye Chixuan's voice returned to normal: "So I said, I finally found you."

Wei Shuman felt that they had been talking about this topic for a long time, so he said: "Okay, I forgive you, now I also have your phone number, and we exchanged the same value!"

Ye Chixuan followed her to change the topic, and resumed his usual smile: "No, if it's an equivalent exchange, your Weibo hasn't connected with me yet."

Oh my god! ! !How did she forget this! ! !

Wei Shuman asked nervously: "Have you read my Weibo?"

"Actually, I'm watching it now." The other end deliberately clicked the mouse a few times so that Wei Shuman could hear it.

"It's been December of last year and you said 'don't forget, don't forget. If we don't remember, then nobody will.'"

Wei Shuman originally still had a sense of shame, but after hearing this sentence, all the words she had gagged to stop Ye Chixuan dissipated in the air, she was silent for a while, and said: "That day was December [-]th, Nan. Beijing. Massacre. Kill. Death. Difficult. National. Family. Public. Sacrifice. Day. In the dormitory, I revisited Zhang Chunru's "Nan. Jing. Massacre. Massacre: The Forgotten World War II Holocaust."

The atmosphere is gloomy, and this kind of topic is not suitable for them to get closer.Wei Shuman wanted to make amends, and said with a dry smile: "I'm a history student, and it's boring to revolve around these all day long..."

"No." Ye Chixuan interrupted her, "What you did was right, don't forget it." Her tone contained encouragement, tenderness, and admiration. Wei Shuman felt the warmth, and she wanted to cry.

Wei Shuman sniffed, took out a tissue to wipe his tears, the call was terminated for a while, Ye Chixuan thoughtfully did not speak again, Wei Shuman could hear the other party's slight breathing sound coming from the microphone, reminding himself that she was still there.

After Wei Shuman quickly sorted out her emotions, coughed twice and heard that her voice was normal, she let out an "uh" and couldn't find a topic to talk about.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Ye Chixuan said, "Actually, I called you today not just to thank you for your photo..."

"Uh, actually... the photo was taken by my classmate, the classmate I told you that likes you very much..." After finishing speaking, he realized that he seemed to have interrupted her, Wei Shuman quickly shut up, "You continue... ..."

"Okay, then thank her for me." Ye Chixuan didn't care, and there was a smile in his words.Then her voice changed, and she said seriously: "I actually have another matter for you today."

Hearing the solemnity in her tone, Wei Shuman said solemnly: "Please tell me."

"I want to ask you to be my history teacher, the contract can be negotiated, okay?"

"That's how it is."

Early the next morning, Wei Shuman and Wei's mother went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. Wei Shuman hired Dong Shucheng to work as a coolie, and told him what happened the night before.

"You agreed?" Dong Shucheng was afraid that Wei Shuman would suffer and be cheated after listening.

"Not yet, I said I'm thinking about it... Hey, hey, what's that expression on your face? You're a movie queen, no matter how bad you are, you won't lie to me as an ordinary citizen, right?"

Dong Shucheng looked at her with his arms crossed for a long time, and said quietly: "I don't know if I will lie or not, but I know, you will definitely agree."

"why?"

"You face-seeking dog, don't think I don't know that you are obsessed with beauty and cannot extricate yourself!"

"Hey!" Wei Shuman was poked at the center, and hit him immediately.

The two chased after each other, and Wei's mother grabbed one of them and gave them a bag of ingredients.

Wei Shuman opened the bag she was carrying, and there were a few big hairy crabs with golden claws and yellow hair inside. Dong Shucheng came up to take a look, and swallowed: "It's terrible, are you eating crab dumplings today?"

Wei's mother turned her head and smiled at the two of them: "Shucheng came today by coincidence, and the dishes cooked by Auntie are all your favorite!"

"Hey, then I'll eat at Auntie's today!" Dong Shucheng smiled and nodded.

Wei Shuman curled his lips and muttered to himself: "My mother is the most eccentric. Dong Shucheng came to her to make crab dumplings, and Zhao Fanfan came to her to make crayfish. It's just me. I came back last night to drink porridge!"

Dong Shucheng smiled: "You can think about it now, what kind of food will your mother cook when you bring Ye Chixuan back in the future?"

"Fuck you, why should I bring her back? Are you looking for a smoke?"

"I mean, if you really agree to a part-time job, your mother is so enthusiastic, why don't you invite her home for dinner?" After Dong Shucheng finished speaking, he thought of something, and added with a smirk: "Wei Shuman, Wei Shuman, so you are like this People, people give you a job, but you only want to have sex with her?"

"Shut up..." Wei Shuman covered his mouth with his hands, Dong Shucheng struggled with "hmm" twice, Wei Shuman let go of his hand, and pointed to his nose: "Shut up, I don't think about her at all, you talk nonsense , Zhao Fanfan can tear you apart."

Dong Shucheng surrendered with his hands up, and Zhao Fanfan talked about "Master Ye" all day long, and lived like a fan of a 985 high-level talent, so he didn't want to touch this bad luck.

Wei Shuman gained the upper hand in the talk, and with an arrogant "hum", he went forward to help Wei's mother pick vegetables.

After a while, Dong Shucheng sneaked up again and poked Wei Shuman: "So you want to take part-time jobs?"

"Go, why don't you go if you can make money?" Wei Shuman picked out a handful of lettuce and turned to ask, "Mom, would you like to make stir-fried lettuce today?"

Since the last time he went to a private restaurant with the crew, Wei Shuman had a soft spot for the stir-fried lettuce ordered by someone at that time.

Mother Wei of course replied "Yes". After paying the money, Wei Shuman put the lettuce in the bag and handed it to Dong Shucheng.

Dong Shucheng reached out to take it, and his mouth was not idle: "I heard you say that she followed you on Weibo?"

"No, if she pays attention to me, would I dare to go out today?"

"Tsk, how can you say that you are also a small Internet celebrity, isn't it normal for you to have mutual relations with Da Da?"

"Oh, three thousand fans and two thousand nine are small Internet celebrities who are zombie fans?" Wei Shuman looked at the mentally retarded expression: "I thank you, I will be satisfied if you let me spend my old age safely."

The author has something to say: Although the writing is not very good, but about Zhang Chunru, I still hope everyone can find out.When I was a freshman in high school, I decided to study modern history (although I failed to apply for the history department due to various reasons), a large part of the reason was influenced by her, and there was a kind of determination of "although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go".