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In order to look better, Xia Yao also wore a retro printed bohemian beach dress with Song Xinci, and stepped on a pair of light brown college-style flat lace-up sandals.Sprayed some perfume, the top flavor is cardamom, the middle flavor is oolong tea, and the faint white tea fragrance is soft and fresh.

Fragrance reviews say that the faint temperament of this perfume is full of Zen, just like autumn when maple leaves fall on the blue tiles of the temple.

Xia Yao was originally gentle, but with a bit of gentleness and intellectuality, she felt like a fairy, and she was just a touch away from ascending to heaven...

If I have to find a fly in the ointment, it is a little thinner, and I look a little weak.Song Xinci patted Xia Yao on the shoulder: "Sister Yao, I'm afraid you'll be tired even if you carry a piece of tofu."

"Huh?" Xia Yao put the DSLR and wet tissues into her bag, "Why did you say that suddenly?" For the convenience of interviews, Xia Yao seldom wore skirts after graduating from university.Suddenly wearing it today, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

Back then, apart from school uniforms, skirts were what she wore the most.

Song Xinci reached out and brushed a strand of hair hanging from Xia Yao's forehead behind her ears, with a smile in her eyes, her tone was like a love letter: "I love you."

Xia Yao shrank her neck subconsciously: "Speak as you speak..."

Song Xinci tilted his head, his eyes were thoughtful, his expression seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and there was something else in his words: "Sister Yao, how did I find that the older you grow up, the more you see each other from me... It's because when you grow up , isn't the emotion between people not as... pure... as when you were young?"

"Well——" Xia Yao nodded approvingly, "As you get older, knowledge is also accumulating, and your contacts are getting wider and wider, so it is inevitable that your thoughts will become complicated...It is inevitable that you will learn—for various reasons— — measure.”

Song Xinci chuckled and looked at Xia Yao: "Am I telling you this?"

"Isn't it?" Xia Yao blinked innocently, "Maybe I misunderstood..."

A cunning flashed in Song Xinci's eyes: "...What are the various reasons?"

Xia Yao didn't change her face: "This is a long story, and it varies from person to person. Maybe it's growing up? Maybe it's because we haven't seen each other for a long time? Maybe it's because we suddenly found out that we don't agree with each other? There are too many to say. "

Song Xinci: "..."

"Am I telling you this?"

"Isn't it?" Xia Yao held the bag on her arm, "That may be because I misunderstood..."

Song Xinci opened the door and went out first: "Sister Yao, are you talking nonsense...you know it yourself."

Xia Yao gently closed the door: "Maybe..."

Song Xinci took Xia Yao's arm: "Do you think it's possible—"

"Which?"

Song Xinci looked at Xia Yao: "She likes her, the measure is the hand that Salinger wants to touch and then withdraws."

"Maybe, the translation is beautiful—" Xia Yao bent down and patted Song Xinci's knee, "Don't look at me, look at the road..."

"I think she is probably a shy person—" The corridor window was open, and a morning breeze blew in. The air was so fresh, Song Xinci smiled, "Otherwise, why did you hold back? Maybe she likes her too Woolen cloth."

Xia Yao was stunned for a moment, her eyes fell on the rust of the armrest: "Gambling is a dangerous thing, maybe she can't afford to lose."

Song Xinci's eyes lit up: "If she says she won't let her lose."

"She doesn't know."

"Does she know now?"

Xia Yao stared blankly at Song Xinci.

At this time, the door of the unit opened with a "Dang", and a Samoyed rushed in very enthusiastically, and threw itself at Xia Yao's legs, with an excited expression on his face, as if asking for a hug.Xia Yao smiled at the dog owner, bent down and patted the Samoyed's head: "So cute."

Song Xinci: "..." Not good at all, okay?She didn't want to have such a meaningful conversation again, she was too tired.

There is a new escape room club on Renmin South Road. Song Xinci has read the reviews and introductions, and it feels pretty good.Think about it earlier, and probably won't meet the army of dog abusers head-on.As a result, Qixi hit the morning rush hour, and when the traffic station informed that there was a rollover ahead and caused a rear-end collision, and suggested that everyone take a detour, the elevated road was already blocked.

"A total of six people were injured in the accident, and the injured have been rushed to the hospital. The traffic police are now stepping up their efforts to deal with the scene of the accident..."

Song Xinci glanced at Xia Yao, who was listening to the radio seriously: "Do you want to switch to the morning news?"

Xia Yao raised her head and smiled: "You don't have to worry about running out of electricity, and you won't be able to start the ignition when the time comes."

"It's impossible to be blocked for a day." Song Xinci turned the ignition switch to ACC, blinked at Xia Yao, and reached out to tune the channel, "I'm fine with you."

"Well, my sister is very touched." Xia Yao changed the topic, "But have you ever thought that maybe mobile phones also have this function."

Song Xinci: "..." I am stupid...

"Also—" Song Xinci glanced at Xia Yao, "You are only one year older than me, and we are still in the same class, so don't always be your sister or sister."

Xia Yao rubbed her chin, pretending to be reminiscing, and said after a few seconds: "I remember, it seems that someone insisted on calling it that way."

"It's not you who provoked me." Thinking about it now, Song Xinci still had a trace of shame in his heart.When I was young at that time, I didn't even understand the word possessiveness, but I already showed it, "Who told you to be so nice to Zhang Ya?"

It was when they were in their third year of high school. In Xia Yao's hometown, there was a school girl who was admitted to Jing Gao.The school girl's parents and Xia Yao's parents are both junior high school teachers in their small county town, so the school girl grew up with Xia Yao, more than a childhood earlier than she met Song Xinci.The junior girls opened and closed their mouths, sister Yaoyao was long and sister Yaoyao was short, talking about childhood all over the meal...

Song Xinci saw Xia Yao busy up and down, helping her make the bed, taking her to the cafeteria, looking for the classroom... Gradually, my heart became unbalanced, and I felt that Xia Yao had left her in the cold, so I put on a sullen face all day long, seemingly indifferent, In fact, small emotions are particularly obvious.Later, she also pretended to call Xia Yao's sister. Xia Yao had always been accommodating to Song Xinci, so she just changed her name.

But Sister Yaoyao really can't call Song Xinci... so I'll call her Sister Yao.

Now it seems that these are very common things, just taking care of the little sister who grew up together.Song Xinci thought about this problem when he was in college, and finally attributed it to the inexplicable little emotions in the friendship between girls and a kind of harmless misunderstanding of the sensitive and fragile, stubborn and paranoid thoughts of adolescents.

Until some time ago, Song Xinci thought about it carefully. In fact, at that time, he had already reached the end of puberty, and his thinking was not so "childish". A strange idea of ​​solving the problem suddenly flashed in her mind, perhaps, she already... cared about Xia Yao a lot.

"Is it still too late to apologize?" Xia Yao turned her head to look out the window, yawned quietly, and then turned back to look at Song Xinci.

The sun has risen, and the city seems to be covered with a layer of gold dust.

Song Xinci can be said to hook the corners of his mouth evilly: "Let's see if you are sincere."

"Wait a minute." Xia Yao raised a hand, "I'll listen to the news."

In the broadcast: Yesterday, the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor of our city led a research team of six people to Xingao District to investigate the progress of the factory building project.The mayor repeatedly emphasized that Xingao District is positioned as an industrial park, and its main goal is to enhance Yangchuan's industrial strength, provide labor jobs, and stimulate economic development.The survey also pointed out that some comrades do not have a deep understanding, and do not know what they should do or what they should not do...

Song Xinci: "..." just know how to change the subject.