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As she grows older, the characteristics of foreigners in Ziqing become more and more obvious, with a high nose bridge, deep eyes, and a pair of cat eyes, alluring.Ordinary life couldn't satisfy her appetite, and Cheng Ziqing's classmate was making trouble every day, leading the men and women in the art class to make trouble, and no one dared to take care of her. It was said that the dean was forced by her to take antihypertensive drugs every day.

After high school, Si Yi became more and more beautiful and lovely, and her love luck naturally became better and better, and she received many colorful love letters.After returning home, Si Yi triumphantly handed it to Zi Qing, Zi Qing opened a letter and read it aloud, "Hi, I'm from the class, this letter is a bit presumptuous, but I've been paying attention to you for a long time. I think you are different from other girls..." After reading this, Ziqing laughed, "Isn't this nonsense!"

Then read on, "I fell in love with you the first time I saw you, maybe it was fate... For so many years, I have been looking for the ideal love, but no one can be like you at the first moment It moved me, and it became more and more deeply moved... It's so fake, this must have been copied and pasted from the Internet!"

After a pause, Ziqing continued to read, "The whole reason why I have lived until now is to be able to tell you at this moment, I love you, and I will always protect you behind you..."

After reading this, Ziqing couldn't bear it any longer, and leaned over as if vomiting, "It's so fucking lethal!"

Si Yi ignored her, put it aside, and was about to tear off one, when Zi Qing suddenly snatched it all away and threw it out of the window, looking at her with a smile, "If you like it, I'll write you one!"

Si Yi was elated when she heard it, but she just nodded lightly on her face.Thinking back on the previous events, the more Si Yi thought about it, the more she felt that she was at a disadvantage. She had a crush on him for so long and suffered from lovesickness. In the end, he got her with a single sentence. No matter how you think about it, she was at a disadvantage. This time, she took the initiative As mentioned, Si Yi is happy to see it succeed.

Si Yi didn't expect her to move so fast, she wrote it in one night, and the next morning, someone sent it mysteriously. Si Yi opened it quietly, put it in the book, read a few words, and couldn't help laughing.

Cheng Ziqing is ignorant and has a lot of cleverness. He made a big skewer of Xu Zhimo, Wilde, Pushkin, Zheng Chouyu, and many famous poets from all over the world, and added a lot of village dialects to it. Si Yi didn't understand the meaning of the last few sentences.

"Thinking of you, falling in love with you, looking for you in the black forest...

Holding you, licking you, clinging to you...

Kissing you, loving you, landslides and tsunami are with you..."

What's the mess?

Si Yi tilted her head and thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out.When the new Chinese teacher on the podium finished introducing herself and opened the lesson plan with a smile, Si Yi suddenly felt blessed, and her face turned red like a monkey's butt.

The female teacher is an intern at a certain normal university. She has done a lot of hard work before class. She knows all the students in the class, and she knows a few college bullies. She was nervous in the first class. Suddenly seeing the number one student in the class, Chen Siyi, staring at the blackboard with a murderous expression, his heart suddenly became cold, he was at a loss for words, and his thinking almost broke down.

After finally getting out of class, Si Yi borrowed a super-thick "Dictionary of Idioms" from her deskmate and went straight to the art class.

In the eyes of others, Si Yi and Zi Qing are ferocious sisters. Zi Qing's special treatment to Si Yi is obvious to all. Everyone sees that Si Yi is also courteous to Si Yi for Zi Qing's face. As for Si Yi, in Zi Qing Qing has always been unscrupulous in front of her.

Si Yi poked her head at the door and saw Zi Qing sitting on the table chatting with someone, she lost her head for a moment, rushed in regardless, picked up the big dictionary and came towards Zi Qing's back, and shouted, "I beat you to death!"

After distinguishing the owner of the voice, Ziqing's anger dissipated immediately, and she laughed while hiding, "Murder my husband!"

Because of this incident, Si Yi didn't talk to Zi Qing for two whole days. In fact, the two of them just touched and kissed each other when they were closest. Huang Qiang, but never crossed the threshold again.

From Ziqing's point of view, she doesn't mind Si Yi's cold war alone, she still does her own way, she still prepares vegetables for her when she eats, kisses her before going to bed, and steals fragrance when she takes a bath, as if nothing happened Yes, and the more Si Yi resists, the more interesting it is...

On the weekend, Si Yi's mother was sent away. Ziqing got a car from somewhere and wanted to take her for a drive in the countryside. Si Yi asked suspiciously, "Do you have a driver's license?"

"I can drive a car at the age of eight, and still care about that piece of waste paper?"

What Ziqing said was indeed true, but it was in a manor in Paris, knocked over two flower beds, and finally drove directly into the swimming pool, almost losing her life.Si Yi felt that something was wrong, and refused to get in the car. Zi Qing cursed in a low voice, sighed, and had no choice but to drive her there.

Although Si Yi wasn't heavy, she walked uphill all the way, exhausting Ziqing to death. When she arrived at the destination, it was the slope mentioned earlier. Si Yi spread a bed sheet on the lawn, and Ziqing fell to the ground. After getting down, Si Yi followed suit, her knees gave way, and she threw herself on her stomach.

The sunlight leaked in through the gaps in the leaves, casting a swaying shadow on the two of them. The breeze was gentle and the air was pleasant. Si Yi felt very comfortable. She stretched her waist and continued to play with Zi Qing's fingers, when suddenly a sound came from her ear. A faint voice, "I think I should die at this time..."

"You're talking crazy again!"

Si Yi got up, pulled the schoolbag viciously from the back of her head, and let her fall on the grass on her back.

"No one cares about me, I'm lying dead in the wilderness, rotting away alone..."

"you!"

Although Si Yi has long been used to her amazing words and actions, she still feels anxious after hearing such words. She doesn't fully understand Ziqing's world, or she doesn't understand at all.

She lives in a golden house, lives a life of luxury, has endless gold cards, a large group of servants, but never mentions her family, and is always alone on New Years and holidays, with a tortoise ...

"Since you don't want me to die, then I won't die!"

Zi Qing turned over, unceremoniously put one leg across Si Yi's waist, hugged her and closed her eyes to rest.Si Yi leaned on her arm, and looked down slowly. Looking down from her neckline, a pair of little white rabbits were about to emerge from the wrapping of lace underwear.Si Yi lowered her head slowly, her face sank deep in it. At that moment, Si Yi felt that she was really fragrant, so fragrant, and that feeling remained on the tip of her tongue and in her memory, and became more and more fragrant as time went by. Deep and clear.

When she was a sophomore in high school, Ziqing suddenly became obsessed with foreign boy groups. Not only did she form a band, but she also spent an afternoon doing a wash, cut and blow-dry look. Si Yi almost vomited blood.Ziqing protested loudly with her messy hair, "Sasha said it suits me very well!"

Shasha is a silent woman, whom Si Yi has only met once. She has short hair, wears a brow ring, and sings like a wounded polar bear. She is the lead singer of the new band that Zi Qing hired.No one knew how old she was, just like no one knew where she came from or where her family lived.

During that time, Ziqing almost forgot about school and home, and spent all day in bars, and Si Yi rarely saw her.

One late night, Si Yi went to look for her after her evening self-study, and happened to meet them performing. Zi Qing was a bassist, standing in the corner of the stage and shaking her head wildly, and the girl was standing in the center of the stage, singing hysterically. The face twisted in pain, and the whole bar was filled with black emotions.Si Yi felt as if a cloud of black mist was pressing on her heart, making it suffocating. Once the song was over, she wanted Zi Qing to accompany her home no matter what.

Ziqing was unhappy, they just sang a song, but Si Yi's face was very bad, so she had to accompany Si Yi home first.Si Yi never blamed her for not reading, but Si Yi was afraid that she would go too far, so far that she couldn't even touch her.

Because of Si Yi's iron fist, Zi Qing has been honest for quite a while, and her figure reappeared in the campus. Although it was a happy ending, since then, the nickname of Si Yi's fierce wife has never been taken off.

As long as she has time, Si Yi will cook by herself. Zi Qing has a tricky mouth, and ordinary cooking skills can't impress her at all, but Si Yi's mother has been a chef for several years, and Si Yi's cooking skills are completely trained by her mother. The first time the fire started, Zi Qing had to move a chair to guard the kitchen door, and couldn't wait to tap the mouth of the bowl with chopsticks to remind her.

As usual on weekends, I have to fight guerrillas with my mother and send her away. Si Yi packed her schoolbag and ran back excitedly. She plans to show her hand today, which can be regarded as a reward for Zi Qing. During this period of time, she has really been quieter and started to draw again. .Si Yi found that as long as she concentrates on painting, she will become very quiet and gentle. On the contrary, when she is doing nothing, she will keep making moths, crazy and perverted.

Si Yi opened the door, saw her shoes and schoolbag thrown in the hallway, and called her name loudly, intending to go to the supermarket together to buy some ingredients, but no one responded after calling for a long time.Si Yi searched upstairs and downstairs but did not see her. Just as she was about to dial her cell phone, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a foot exposed from behind the kitchen door. Five small toes were painted with bright red nail polish. It is very dishonest to warp up and down.

Si Yi approached slowly, but the person behind the door hadn't noticed that Zi Qing was sitting on a small bench wearing an apron, with two small earphones plugged into her ears, humming softly while picking vegetables...

A celery was picked by her and only the trunk remained...

The table was filled with all kinds of fresh food. Si Yi took a big look and saw that there were all kinds of chicken, duck, fish and shrimp, and there was no room for vegetables, so they were all over the floor.Zi Qing grew up so old that she had never even touched a cooking pot. She kept saying that the kitchen was a killer of ideas, and she was resolutely unwilling to step in. Even after living together with Si Yi, there was no exception.

What kind of wind is blowing today...

Si Yi kicked her, "The sun is coming out in the west, and you want to cook. Is the President of the United States coming to our house for dinner tonight?"

Ziqing looked up to see her, overjoyed, "It will be good if you come back, quickly help me clean up, I'm so worried, what's wrong with this!"

Ziqing shook the vegetables in her hand with a look of annoyance, took off her apron and tied it for Si Yi, and obediently ran to the side to help her.It was the first time for Si Yi to enjoy this kind of treatment. It was rare to see her take the initiative to buy so many ingredients, and she was willing to cook by herself. It seemed that she could relax this weekend.

Ziqing couldn't help much at all, but Si Yi was happy to have her by the side, and her hands and feet were faster than usual. She quickly prepared four dishes and one soup, put them on a white disk, and specially used a small Decorated with tomatoes and cucumbers, it took a lot of thought.Zi Qing picked it up and sniffed it, squinting her eyes as if intoxicated, and did not hesitate to praise her, Si Yi was delighted to hear it.

Seeing the three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, Si Yi was full of doubts, and was about to ask, when Zi Qing suddenly took some eggs from the refrigerator and handed them to her, "Let's make another soup, Sasha likes egg drop soup! "

"..."

The two-person world she had expected turned out to be a threesome.

The meal has been on the table for a long time, and that Miss Shasha has not yet appeared. Si Yi picked up a piece of chicken with her chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth, with a smirk on her face, "Maybe she is attracted by someone, and she is reluctant to leave, so call to remind me." Urge!"

"She doesn't have a mobile phone and said she doesn't like being found..."

Before Zi Qing finished speaking, Si Yi snorted coldly, "Virtue!"

As soon as the words were finished, the doorbell rang, and Ziqing ran to open the door. When she came in, she was followed by a woman wearing an embroidered suspender, with short hair and a calm expression.Si Yi stood up with a smile, and greeted all "hostesses" gently and generously, "Hi, I'm Si Yi, you're welcome, come and sit down..."

Si Yi personally opened the seat for her, and sat down between the two of them ignorantly, "I often hear Zi Qing mentioning you, saying that you sing well and you are beautiful..."

Zi Qing had never said this before, but when Si Yi mentioned it, she nodded with a smile. When Si Yi saw her, her smile collapsed in an instant. Blue instep.

Zi Qing was eating happily, when she was hit unexpectedly, like a rabbit whose tail was stepped on, her eyes turned red, her ears pricked up, and she looked at Si Yi blankly.Si Yi said a few polite words to Sasha, kept persuading her to try her handicraft, then turned to Ziqing and gave her a stern look.

Si Yi had never observed Sasha carefully before, but by chance today, they were very close to each other, so she took a few "hard" glances at her.Although the skin is well maintained, there are already fine lines at the corners of the eyes, and the eyes are full of vicissitudes, it seems that they are not young anymore.Her expression was quite cold, and she accepted Si Yi's hospitality without a word of politeness. After chatting with her for a long time, Si Yi lost her appetite due to her cold attitude. She stopped talking and ate with her head down.

The two of them chatted mostly about the band and the bar, and Si Yi couldn't get in her mouth, and it seemed ridiculous to be sandwiched between the two of them with her head bowed.

"This is Si Yi's special skill, it will definitely be a loss if you don't eat it!"

Ziqing took a chicken wing for Sasha, and because of the distance, she stood up specially, and Si Yi was caught in the middle, in a dilemma. Watching her so attentively serve others, her heart felt like a vat of vinegar. Without saying a word, he lowered his head to pick up the rice.

"You're so skinny, you can't eat well, eat all of these!"

Ziqing put the remaining half chicken into her own bowl, stuffed it into Si Yi's hands, took Si Yi's rice bowl and ate it with her head down. Si Yi stared blankly at the greasy half of the hill in her hand, and then Glancing at a lonely chicken wing in someone's bowl, I suddenly want to sing a song.

Zi Qing's expression was no longer natural, she took two mouthfuls of rice and told Si Yi, "Be sure to eat up!"

After dinner, as the hostess, Si Yi naturally had to prepare some desserts and fruits. After leaving the living room, Si Yi finally took a breath. She didn't like that woman named Sasha very much. She had nothing to say to herself, but kept pestering Zi Qing, smiling like a vixen!

Si Yi came out of the kitchen and found that neither of them was in the living room. Seeing that the light in the study was on, she took a plate of lychees and went upstairs.

Ziqing was the only person in this house from the very beginning. The so-called study room actually only had a few books, a drum kit Ziqing bought recently, and several guitars and basses were piled up here.The door was ajar, the two were leaning against the wall and talking, Zi Qing took half a cigarette from Sasha and took a puff...

"boom!"

The door was knocked open suddenly, and bounced back violently after hitting the wall. Si Yi walked in with a plate of lychees in both hands, and placed them heavily on the table in front of the two of them. A few lychees in the plate rolled out happily .Si Yi seemed unaware, and made a "please" gesture with a smile, "Eat fruit..."

"I don't eat lychees..."

Si Yi has heard similar words many times tonight, and she doesn't eat this, and she doesn't eat that, there are so many problems!

"I want to eat watermelon..."

Is this the courtesy you should have when you are a guest at someone else's house?

Si Yi had a bad first impression of her, but she didn't expect to be such an arrogant and rude woman, and said bluntly, "That's true, the fresh and tender watermelon is delicious, and the lychees are too, old, too old. Too old to chew on!"

Sasha didn't stay for long, and left after sitting for a while. Even so, Si Yi was tormented enough by her, she really couldn't handle this kind of person.

"It's so hard for someone to come here, why do you show him face?"

Ziqing was very angry, and Si Yi felt extremely wronged. She kept smiling and greeted people, but the other party didn't give her any good looks from the beginning to the end. Could it be that she still rushed to beg people to eat lychees?Ziqing has always been rebellious, and she has never been so attentive to anyone, but tonight she does a little fuss and cooks for her. Si Yi gets angry whenever she thinks about it. During this time, she listened to her every day. Going on and on, Si Yi wished to chop this woman three times from head to toe, and it was enough to give her face to be able to laugh today.

"You are so reluctant to part with her, go after her, she just came downstairs, there is still time to go after her!"

"What are you talking about, Sasha is not that kind of casual woman!"

"She's not, I am!"