The Silent Cherry And Plum Blossoms

"Even your lover, without your permission, can't touch you, kiss you, and other people are even more forbidden, not men, nor women, you know?" Yan Qi said to her seriously explain.

She puts particular emphasis on men and women, all ages.

An Zhi didn't know what kind of psychological activities Yan Qi had just done, she just wondered why Yan Qi said that suddenly.She nodded obediently instinctively, then turned to think about it: "But I don't have a lover?"

Yan Qi paused: "Aren't you dating Xu Jiaer?"

"Ah! Of course not!" An Zhi slipped off Yan Qi's legs in a panic, sat down on the carpet, and waved his hands hastily: "No! No!"

"No?" Yan Qi was surprised, and then anger spread in his heart, if not, would Xu Jiaer still do that kind of thing to An Zhi?"Does she like you?" she asked.

An Zhi hesitated and said: "She said it before, but I refused. She has many people who like her, and I don't think she is very serious."

This was the first time An Zhi met a girl who confessed to her. She regarded Xu Jiaer as a friend, and she didn't know how to deal with it.After Xu Jiaer was rejected, there was no obvious follow-up, and there were always many classmates who were playing around, and the love letters were also accepted.

An Zhi doesn't quite understand, like she likes Yan Qi, but Yan Qi is the only one in her eyes.But others don't take a step closer, so I can't be too concerned.

"I don't think I'm that good in her mind, not to mention she's planning to go abroad." An Zhi said.

Yan Qi listened silently for a while, then said to her: "You are wrong, you can't say you are bad. Falling in love is very complicated. Since you think it is impossible to have a relationship with her, you should keep a distance from her."

Anzhi lowered his head.

Yan Qi glanced at her: "Or do you like her too, but you just don't think it's suitable for dating at this time?"

"No, no, I only regard her as a friend." An Zhi's face flushed a little, "I just feel a little sad."

"I know, you want to have friends." Yan Qi's voice softened.

An Zhi lowered her head, and said in a muffled voice: "Auntie, if someone you don't like likes you, will you keep a distance from her?"

Yan Qi thought for a while, then nodded: "I will keep a distance from him."

After An Zhi heard this, the whole person fell into a depressed atmosphere.She read the papers alone and worked on the questions silently.I don't want to say anything.

Yan Qi was at the side using his mobile phone to surf the Internet, watching her expression in his eyes, An Zhi was reading the question, and her little mouth was pouted, looking unhappy.Yan Qi thought about it, and couldn't help feeling distressed.

She knew how difficult it was for Ann to make a friend.

"Tao Tao?" Yan Qi called her softly.

An Zhi gave a small "hmm" and put the math paper aside without looking at her.

Yan Qi was stunned for a moment: Is this the end?

An Zhi took the Chinese scroll and put it in front of her, "Ah, so many words..." She pouted: "It's so annoying, I don't want to write." She turned to the composition, "Taiwanese cartoonist Cai Zhizhong said that if you use oranges as a metaphor for life, a kind of big orange And sour, a kind of orange is small and sweet, some people will complain about the sour when they get the big one, and complain about the smallness when they get the sweet one; but I will be glad that it is sweet when I get the small orange, and feel that it is sweet when I get the sour orange. It is big. Please choose an angle to write the composition."

Her reading voice was soft and crisp, and Yan Qi smiled and asked after she finished reading, "How do you want to write?"

An Zhi was obviously not in the state of writing a composition, she said angrily: "I want big and sweet oranges! I don't want to write a composition!"

"Pfft!" Yan Qi teased her, "But no, you can't have both."

An Zhi pouted as if not wanting to talk.

Yan Qi reviewed the topic with her in a decent way: "You can write this composition from many angles, how to correctly view the gains and losses in life. The state of mind determines the state, the choices in life, and the treatment of life with an optimistic view... ..."

An Zhi looked at her with an expression of "I don't want to hear it or not".

She lowered her eyes sadly, so no matter how she chooses, can she just give up?You have to face it as optimistically as possible. Is this the so-called silver edge of the dark cloud?

Just like she and Yan Qi, they can only maintain this kind of relationship between relatives and friends.If she confessed to her, she would stay away from him, and An Zhi would lose her.

Can only choose one of the two?Like these two oranges?

An Zhi forcibly endured the pain in his heart, and simply got angry at the paper: "I hate Chinese! I hate writing! I don't want to write!"

It's rare to see such a temper tantrum, Yan Qi looked at her in a little surprise, An Zhi turned his body, his pink face was puffed up, the original baby fat had faded a lot, the face was oval, with soft and thin eyelashes In detail, it is completely conceivable how beautiful and moving it will be in the future.

The genetic combination of Tao Zhenzhen and Chen Muqi is still very perfect, not to mention that although Anzhi is young, her temperament is completely different from her parents, she is a very flexible, simple and firm temperament.

Yan Qi smiled suddenly: "Okay, if you don't write, don't write, then write it another day."

"I won't write another day!" An Zhi lost his temper. She was a good girl since she was a child, but now she is making use of it inexplicably, and suddenly she feels good about messing around, and she is also very curious about how Yan Qi will respond to her.

Her heart was beating faster, but she burst out: "I don't want to write!" and swept the paper under the table.

A stack of papers was scattered on the carpet, An Zhi was secretly startled.I feel that I have gone a little too far, but the matter has come to this point, so I can only bite the bullet and continue acting.

She took a quick peek at Yan Qi, and saw the smile faltering on the corner of her lips, and the perplexed light in her eyes.

An Zhixin thought: Oh no, what should I do?

She stood up uncomfortably, thinking that she might as well go back to her room.

But what Yan Qi said next made her stunned.

"Okay, then don't write, do you want a hug?"

An Zhi turned his head and saw Yan Qi was looking at her, the puzzled look in his smiling eyes was gone, replaced by a warm look, and he opened his arms towards her.

An Zhi's face blushed instantly, feeling ashamed of his petty thoughts, and there was a great density of joy hidden in the shame.

Going back awkwardly, and finally flattered: "Yes!"

Yan Qi didn't expect that An Zhi would sit on her lap and hug her like before.

Hmm... it seems that this pose is a bit weird...

Yan Qi interpreted her tantrum just now as a rebellion in adolescence, not to mention that An Zhi was under a lot of pressure in the exam recently, her hand was injured, and she also encountered Xu Jiaer's incident.The mood is more ups and downs, she can understand.

Coax her well.

It's just that she was slightly confused. The mood of this adolescent girl has changed too much, right?Ignoring her during the summer vacation, and clinging to her these days.

Whenever Yan Qi wanted to treat her like a child, Arranged acted like an adult.When she wanted to treat An Zhi as an adult, she seemed to have returned to her childhood, even more delicate.

No wonder the seniors in the unit said that adolescent children should pay special attention to their growth.

When Yan Qi thought of this, he suddenly felt that he had understood most of the situation, and when he had a solid foundation in his heart, An Zhi buried his head in the hollow of her shoulder, and now she was sitting sideways on her lap and hugging her, with a soft voice: "Auntie, Did you just say that other people can't touch me without my consent, including aunt?"

Yan Qi was suffocated: This sounds too weird.

ah?How should she answer?

Answer does not include?Meaning that he can touch An Zhi without her consent?

Answers include that she can't touch her without An Zhi's consent?

The question is: why put myself in this context of 'touching her'?

Not to mention, what she just said included a "kiss her".

When Yan Qi said this to An Zhi, she didn't take herself into consideration, she thought it was other men and women who might covet An Zhi.

An Zhi's words dragged her into this range, and Yan Qi was immediately stunned.

That "wretched old lady" feeling is back.

"Huh? Auntie?" An Zhi lowered his head slightly, leaned on her shoulder, and asked her with a wink.

"Hmm..." Yan Qi had never encountered such a difficult question in 30 years.

"Auntie, it's different." She replied with difficulty, "I mean other strangers, or people you like in the future, people who fall in love with you, of course I am not in it, like uncles and aunts. Let’s all get a little closer.”

An Zhi's heart tightened, he bit his lip and did not speak.

She didn't speak, Yan Qi carefully smacked what he said just now, and couldn't feel anything wrong.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. She took the paper, flipped it over and read: ""Xunzi Encouraging Learning" pointed out that although earthworms are weak in body, they can '_______, _________' because of their single-mindedness. Which two sentences are they?"

An Zhi pouted, and replied: "Eat the soil on the top, and drink the spring on the bottom."

"Last night, the dream of Xiantan fell into flowers, what's the next sentence?"

"Poor Chun Ban didn't return home."

An Zhi leaned on her shoulder, and could clearly feel her breath fluttering when she spoke, and could smell the nice smell of her neckline.

"The river is flowing and the spring is going to the end,"

Anzhi said in a trance: "The falling moon in the river pond is slanting westward again."

"Do you really don't want to do the questions?" Yan Qi asked her with a light smile, breathing on her face while speaking, An Zhi quietly hugged her tightly, "No."

Yan Qi felt that she was hugging her a little tighter. It was no longer the time for An Zhi to be hugged like a soft and cute pillow when he was more than five years old. In his arms was an adolescent girl with a faint sweet fragrance, and he could feel her tenderness on his chest. Well-developed traits.

Yan Qi felt a little uncomfortable, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of her calf like a white lotus root, and there was a large bruise on her ankle, which must have been bumped by accident, which was particularly conspicuous.