Love Rival is so cute [Rebirth GL]

While confirming that it was Zhong Li, Shi Yao muttered silently: "Is Zhong Li in love?"

Yang Zixi lowered his head, trying not to be noticed, and asked, "Do they come here often?"

"I also came last Sunday and sat until we closed." Shi Yao shook his head and replied.

Yang Zixi said "oh", and let Shi Yao go to work.She squinted and watched them sit in the last seat, Zhong Li still turned her back to her.Yang Zixi didn't try to get close to Zhong Li this time, she basically figured out the situation over there, and listening would only make her angrier.

Zhong Li's last life was lost to this person, and he was cheated out of five thousand yuan.At that time, Yang Zixi didn't understand either, and thought that Zhong Li had really found the right man, so he was very happy for Zhong Li.

Yang Zixi came back with the memory of hanging up, so he was naturally unhappy no matter how he looked at this person.But at the same time, she also knew that telling a woman in love "what a scumbag you're dating" would not bring her back.

To put it bluntly, Zhong Li had to notice it himself.However, the plan needs to be considered again.

Yang Zixi ate and drank while copying homework, looking up from time to time to see the progress over there.

There seemed to be a dispute over there for a while.Zhong Li patted the table, then turned his head out of the window, with a look of "I won't listen, I won't listen".

Zhong Li immediately stood up, Yang Zixi thought that Zhong Li was about to leave because of a disagreement, but Zhong Li turned around, went to the counter, and said a few words to Shi Yao.

Shi Yao scratched his head and made a troubled expression, then Zhong Li returned to his seat.

Looking at Yang Zixi's stretched neck, he never thought that he would be caught straight.

Zhong Li didn't know that Yang Zixi was here, so he was obviously a little embarrassed when his eyes met.It was Zhong Li who looked away first, then returned to his seat, grabbed the scumbag and ran out of the cafe, leaving behind a dazed Yang Zixi with the coffee cup still in his hand, wondering if he should continue drinking.

Shi Yao chased him out from the cash register, stood at the door and shouted, "Zhongli! You haven't paid yet!"

After calling twice, he gave up and walked in with a depressed face.

Yan Haiqing said to him from a distance: "Do you want to advance money?" The voice was not too low, so Yang Zixi could hear it clearly.She turned her head to see that Yan Haiqing was holding a tray, looking very concerned about this matter.

Seeing Yang Zixi looking at her, Yan Haiqing obviously hugged the tray tighter.

Take precautions...

Yang Zixi smiled, turned around and beckoned to Shi Yao. "Hey, how much did they pay?"

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I don't know if it's because of the relationship between Yan Haiqing and Yan Haiqing, Yang Zixi dreamed about him again.

Yan Haiqing in the dream had his hair tied high behind his head, sitting in a cafe chatting with someone.

From the waiter's point of view, Yang Zixi took the order and placed it in one go. After working for a long time, she finally arrived at Yan Haiqing's table. She heard Yan Haiqing asking the white man opposite him some questions about inheritance division and company mergers and acquisitions.

The blonde beauty on the opposite side looked very professional and explained a lot in Chinese.Halfway through the speech, he glanced at Yang Zixi, as if he felt that she stayed too long.

Yang Zixi hurried away with the tray, and when he got to the kitchen, he was ordered by the chef to buy vegetables.

Yang Zixi hurried out to find the vegetable market with the dollar, but for some reason, the dollar in his hand turned into a camera as soon as he left the cafe.She picked up the camera and clicked the shutter on Yan Haiqing at the window.

After taking this picture, it started to rain.Yang Zixi's body was soon drenched, she held the camera in her hand tightly, she would rather get in the rain than let the camera get wet a little.

While running with the camera in his arms, Yang Zixi bumped into someone.She raised her head to say sorry, but she saw Yan Haiqing, who was wearing a white shirt and high-waisted pants, holding an umbrella, and said to her with a smile, "Return the umbrella to you."

Although Yan Haiqing was under the umbrella, there were still drops of water on his hair and body.The white shirt was a little wet and stuck to the skin properly.Water mist steamed in Yang Zixi's field of vision, Yan Haiqing didn't look like a real person.

Yang Zixi was taken aback for a moment, and wanted to ask "what is returning an umbrella", but woke up the next second.

She actually fell asleep holding the notebook like that.It was very uncomfortable to knock the notebook against my chest, just like holding a camera in my dream.

Yang Zixi rubbed the center of his brows, and couldn't help but think of that dream.Every detail was uncovered, and she even remembered what the professional woman said.

How could he dream of Yan Haiqing?Yang Zixi lay on the bed, staring straight at the ceiling.

Counting the last time, I dreamed of Yan Haiqing twice in just one month.Although she didn't have a good impression of Yan Haiqing, she didn't want to hate Yan Haiqing in her dreams, at most she was cold and violent.

After staying in this position for a while, Yang Zixi sat up suddenly, opened his notebook and began to search for a few proper nouns that appeared in the dream.

This is purely boring, but it really found some content.Yang Zixi compared it, and found that it matched the corner of the wall he heard in his dream, and it was not even as professional as the corner of the wall.

Yang Zixi was sure that he had absolutely no knowledge in this area.She knows almost nothing about economy and law. At most, she only knows the relationship between supply and demand and the two major legal systems. She would never dream of such a specific and true statement...

In a trance, she actually felt that those might not be dreams, but things that might happen in the future.

--prophecy.

If this is the case, then the white man in the dream must have existed as well.She went to Baidu Dream to call Yan Haiqing the name of that person, but found nothing.

Division of inheritance?Company mergers and acquisitions?

Coupled with the combination of the key words "rich second generation", Yang Zixi quickly constructed a bloody story of a wealthy family and a business war in his mind.Could it be that Yan Haiqing's life experience is so rich in the color of Mao Zedong?But judging from Yan Haiqing's performance, he doesn't live in that kind of crisis-ridden family.

He is very sincere when talking to Chang Yi, Du Yu and even Shi Yao, and never hides his clumsiness when teaching Du Yu to solve problems, even when Chang Yi is so angry, he will refute a few barbed words in the conversation.He obviously wanted to ask himself not to tell the truth, but he adopted such a roundabout way. If Shi Yao hadn't said it accidentally, he might not know it now.

Yan Haiqing is even working everywhere!

Generally speaking, it is a bit frank and a bit steamy, a very common setting for high school students.

Ah... so I was still a child.Wouldn't that make you a little afraid of yourself?Yang Zixi suddenly thought of this, and then giggled silly.

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At noon on Monday, Class [-] was rarely delayed.Holding the test paper, the English teacher shouted hoarsely on the podium: "Students, choose a! There is no definite article in front of the ball game, so you must not choose the!"

The people under the podium were drowsy, staring at the English newspaper lifelessly.The bell for the end of get out of class had already rang, and everyone was complaining as they listened to the gloating voices of the students in the [-]th class next door, "Still dragging the class~".

Yang Zixi was playing with the nib, and she had already seen Zhong Li waiting for her outside the window leaning on the railing, as long as the English teacher gave an order, she could rush out immediately.

But the table was shaking and shaking, Yang Zixi frowned, turned to see Yan Haiqing with one foot on the corridor, one hand on his knee, one hand on his head, staring straight at Yan Haiqing. The English teacher looks very anxious.

Yang Zixi instantly realized that it was because of his part-time job, but Yan Haiqing ran to the milk tea shop every day, rain or shine, and had never experienced such a tragedy of being forced to be trapped in a classroom.

But -- no matter how anxious you are, you can't shake your legs, it's like holding back in the toilet all day.

Yang Zixi moved his elbow towards Yan Haiqing and touched Yan Haiqing's arm.Yan Haiqing turned his head suspiciously and looked directly at Yang Zixi.

Yang Zixi smiled but said, "Student, can you stop shaking your legs?"

Yan Haiqing paused, and then his face blushed quickly.She pulled her legs back from the corridor and sat upright with her back straight, but her head was about to get stuck in her arms.

The ear leaked a little clue from the gap in the hair, it was red and red, and it looked particularly small and cute.

Yang Zixi smiled, and when he withdrew his arm, he saw that half of the [-]th line was wiped off by himself.She raised her arm and patted the rice pen dust on her clothes, but she didn't bother to take out the rice pen to fill up the white line.