Goddess please don't flirt

"Aunt Qian, when will you come again?" Shen Siwei held He Moqian's little finger and asked her reluctantly.

No. 45 Middle School is a boarding middle school, and boarding students cannot leave the campus without a leave note signed by the head teacher. Shen Siwei can only send He Moqian to the school gate, and she will not be able to leave any further.

He Moqian stroked Shen Siwei's little head to comfort her: "Don't worry, Weiwei, Auntie will definitely come to see you."

Shen Siwei is thinner than most of her peers.He Moqian remembered that when he was the same age as Shen Siwei, his head was already more than 1.7 meters tall, but Shen Siwei was only less than 1.5 meters, a little higher than her shoulders, and looked like a child who hadn't grown up.Shen Siwei is a little hunchbacked, whether she is walking or standing still, she always looks down at her toes, with her shoulders shrunk forward, trying to minimize her sense of existence.He Moqian patted her on the back, "Hold your head up, Weiwei, you have to remember that you can have nothing, but you must not bend your spine."

Hearing this, Shen Siwei straightened her back, He Moqian nodded in approval, "Much prettier than before."

Shen Siwei didn't receive praise much, and He Moqian's praise made her bow her head in embarrassment, but when she remembered He Moqian's words, she immediately raised her head again, her back was straighter than before, her little face was serious, He Moqian couldn't help but laugh at the appearance of facing a formidable enemy.

Shen Siwei is a person who has no sense of existence most of the time—whether at her aunt’s house or at school, even the class teacher can’t call her by name, no one has praised her for being beautiful, and no one has told her that a person must not He bent his spine, but since He Moqian said this, it must be right.He Moqian was the first person who treated her well, even though they had only known each other for a day, Shen Siwei already regarded her as his mother in her heart.

Before He Moqian left, he gave Shen Siwei all the 200 yuan he had on him, not even leaving the money for taking the bus back. After saying goodbye to Shen Siwei, he walked back slowly, and stopped to look at the fork in the road. Road signs, or ask passers-by.S city is more congested than usual during the holidays. All the cars on the road move forward bit by bit like snails. He Moqian didn't notice that there was a car following her all the time.

The heavy rain came without warning, and the whole road was unobstructed. He Moqian put his backpack on his head and ran for a while, but he didn't find a place to hide from the rain. He was ready to be drenched in water, so he didn't rush. Go slowly, anyway, it doesn't make any difference if you shower more or less.A car behind her honked its horn twice, and then someone called her name, "Ah Qian, get in the car."

He Moqian stopped and looked, and it was indeed Yuan Ying.She hesitated for a few seconds, walked to Yuan Ying's car, and opened the co-pilot's door.

He Moqian's coat was completely wet, and water dripped from his hair, some flowed into his neck, and some dripped on the co-pilot's seat. There was also a puddle of water at his feet, mixed with mud and sand. Dirty Yuan Ying's brand new co-pilot.

"I'm sorry." He Moqian took off his wet coat and put it by his feet, pointing to the place that was stained by her and said: "This, I will wipe it clean for you."

Yuan Ying handed her a dry towel and turned up the heat, "It's okay, just wipe it off first, don't catch a cold in winter."

"Thank you." He Moqian took the towel and wiped his hair, "Why are you here?"

Yuan Ying didn't have the nerve to say that she was following her on purpose, so she held the steering wheel, looked ahead and said, "A friend lives nearby, how about you?"

"I'm here to see my friends, too."

"Oh."

The traffic jams during holidays and rainy days are even worse. Yuan Ying moved forward inch by inch with the car in front. When they were about to get on the viaduct, there was another traffic accident ahead. Now they were completely blocked on the road and couldn't move a step. .

"I don't know how long the traffic will be until, so wait slowly." Yuan Ying let go of the steering wheel and glanced at the time leisurely. It was already 05:30, and she asked He Moqian: "Are you hungry? How about we Shall we go eat first?"

He Moqian shook his head, "Go."

Yuan Ying lay on the steering wheel and looked at her, "Ah Qian, I'm also a birthday star today, you really don't give me any face?"

He Moqian pretended not to hear Yuan Ying's words, and turned to look at the heavy rain outside.

Yuan Ying laughed self-deprecatingly, and took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket, "Eat something first, I don't know when I will be home."

He Moqian turned back to look at the things in Yuan Ying's hands, and smiled, "It's hard for you to remember that I like chocolate." She took the small black candy, tore open the package and threw it into her mouth, sweet A bitter, mellow taste fills the mouth.Having not eaten this stuff for ten years, He Moqian no longer likes to eat this kind of bitter snack, and she no longer likes all bitter foods.

Yuan Ying said: "Of course I remember." She didn't remember anything about He Moqian.

He Moqian swallowed the chocolate, "I still remember the first year we moved out, it was raining so hard, I said I wanted to eat chocolate, but I just mentioned it casually, you drove for more than two hours to That time-honored dessert workshop, buy my favorite handmade chocolate."

This is the first time He Moqian said in front of Yuan Ying that they used to be together, such a small thing, Yuan Ying recalled it for half a minute, "I was scolded by you when I went back later." Stop." The rain that day was heavier than now, and there was lightning and thunder at night, He Moqian was so worried at home, no wonder he wanted to scold her.

The more she recalled the details, the clearer she became, Yuan Ying said, "Think about it carefully, it seems like you scolded me for the first time."

He Moqian chased Yuan Ying very hard, and after he got it, he wanted to pamper her to the sky. He couldn't bear to say a serious word, let alone scold her. He was really worried that day, and he couldn't choose what to say in a moment of impatience. .

"After the first time, there will be the second time, and the third time..." He Moqian smiled wryly.

When you are passionately in love, it is like glue, and every quarrel seems like the sky is about to fall. Who would have thought that quarrels became commonplace in the future, a small quarrel every three days, and a big quarrel every five days. Neither she nor Yuan Ying are good-tempered people, and they can do anything trivial There was a quarrel, and then the quarrel started to smash things, ranging from the TV and computer to the photo frame next to the bed, and none of them were spared.

"Yuan Ying, think about it carefully, I am sorry for you. You are not a person on this road. I pulled you here abruptly. You don't like women, you are not gay. If I didn't stalk you, you should have A husband who loves you, a lovely child, much better than this."

"But I like women now." The car in front finally moved, Yuan Ying straightened her body from the steering wheel, and the car moved slowly again, "You didn't forgive me, Aqian, I love you, and I have never regretted it."

"Yuan Ying, in fact, we are not suitable for being together according to our personalities. I am too irritable and you are too arrogant. If that incident hadn't happened, we would not have escaped a breakup..."

Yuan Ying interrupted her, "Why break up and not break up! How can a couple not quarrel? Ah Qian, do you never believe that I love you?"

The author has something to say: Thank you for the morning bell and evening drum, and the ferrying mines