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Rarely had a good night's sleep.

When Zhang Yao opened her eyes and heard the steady and long breathing of the person next to her ear, she suddenly had an illusion, as if she and Shen Zhifei had never been separated for those eight years.

They graduated together, got a job together, and have always been together.

Zhang Yao's eyelashes trembled a few times, and she stared intently at Shen Zhifei's peaceful sleeping face.

When this person is asleep, he feels completely different from when he is awake. Shen Zhifei who is asleep looks more gentle, with long and dense eyelashes covering his eyes, a small and tall nose bridge, and his mouth is slightly opened for breathing. Zhang Yao could vaguely see the pink tip of her tongue in the gap.

She looked away calmly, pinched the quilt lightly and lifted it, just as one foot landed, the sound of breathing behind her increased significantly, Zhang Yao stopped and looked back.

Shen Zhifei frowned. After a few rounds of long breaths, she opened her eyes. When she saw Zhang Yao, her eyes were confused for a moment, but only for a moment. Yao greeted: "Morning."

Zhang Yao nodded, turned around and put the other foot into the slipper, "Morning."

The two washed up quietly. This weekend, Zhang Yao had nothing to do, and Shen Zhifei would have nothing to do, so their movements were slower than usual.

After Shen Zhifei packed up and walked out of the bedroom, she saw the figure reflected in the kitchen glass at first sight.

Shen Zhiming stared at the bread machine in the kitchen.

He was used to getting up early at school, and he didn't want to disturb his biological clock on weekends, so he got up early and prepared breakfast.

Shen Zhifei walked over, "Let me see what delicious food our Ah Ming has made?"

Shen Zhiming lifted the lid of the pot, "What else can I do, besides fried eggs, I dare to do anything else, do you dare to eat?"

Shen Zhifei choked obviously, and murmured indistinctly. She looked into the pot and asked casually, "You didn't sprinkle sesame seeds, did you?"

Sometimes she would sprinkle some sesame seeds in the omelets she made for Shen Zhiming to add a little flavor, but usually they don't, it depends on her mood.

Shen Zhiming shook his head, "No, I wanted to sprinkle some."

After speaking, he frowned, and found that the matter was not simple, because he was obviously relieved to see his sister.

Shen Zhiming touched the bridge of his nose, made a gesture of pushing his glasses, and said with a smile: "Sister, what's wrong with adding sesame seeds? Why do you want to ask today?"

Shen Zhifei fell into the trap unconsciously: "Yaoyao doesn't like it."

Shen Zhiming: "!!!" The case has been solved!This Yaoyao is Bi Yaoyao!

Seeing his younger brother pursing his lips so that the upper and lower lips were retracted into his mouth, and the smile was still trying to escape from his eyes, Shen Zhifei realized what he had said, "Ah, my one, I mean, Zhang Yao."

Shen Zhiming closed his eyes and nodded frantically, "Mmm, it's Zhang Yao, not Yaoyao."

Shen Zhifei pinched Shen Zhiming's ears, "Huh? Who taught you to be so big or small?"

Can you call Yaoyao?Is it? Is it?

"It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong!" Shen Zhiming clasped his hands together to beg for mercy, like a well-behaved pug.

"It's not too bad." Only then did Shen Zhifei show mercy and let him go, he let go of his hands and patted him lightly, then turned and left the kitchen.

As soon as he went out, he was almost scared to death on the spot.

—— Zhang Yao didn't know when she came out, she was leaning against the door and smiling at her.

Shen Zhifei tugged at the corners of his lips, "Don't worry, breakfast will be ready in a while." Even though his skin was thick enough, he couldn't avoid getting stuck.

Zhang Yao nodded calmly and said lightly, "Well, there's no rush."

Shen Zhifei walked towards the living room first, and the moment his back was turned to Zhang Yao, the smile on his face collapsed.

When did Zhang Yao come out?

Didn't she hear anything?

If she hears that she still calls her Yaoyao, she won't be angry, right?

Shen Zhifei was eager to see something on Zhang Yao's face, but Zhang Yao usually didn't have much ups and downs in expression, and now it was so normal that it couldn't be more normal, without a trace of abnormality.

Shen Zhifei gave up, she asked in a low voice, "You just... didn't you hear anything?"

Zhang Yao stared at Shen Zhifei for a few seconds, then avoided answering: "What? Do you want me to hear something?"

"You..." Shen Zhifei tentatively cautiously said, "What do you want to hear, I'll tell you in person."

Speaking provocative words with an innocent expression, Zhang Yao had no time to tell whether Shen Zhifei did it on purpose, she only knew that her accelerated heartbeat was racing against the wall clock on the wall at the moment.

Zhang Yao lowered her eyes, landed her fingertips on the tea table, and tapped the glass top, "What time is it?"

Shen Zhifei suppressed the faint disappointment welling up in his heart, "It's still early, seven fifteen."

Shen Zhiming finished the meal, and as soon as he came out, he saw the two people in the living room deadlocked, not speaking.

He coughed, "It's time to eat, sisters..."

During the meal, Shen Zhifei was as quiet as a poultry the whole time, and she didn't say a word, probably because of the upcoming parting, amidst the crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing, she gradually felt reluctance.

After dinner, Shen Zhifei tidied up the kitchen, and chatted with Shen Zhiming a few more times, telling him to eat well and take care of himself, Shen Zhiming agreed one by one, and then sent the two sisters downstairs.

Shen Zhifei and Zhang Yao had the same destination, and the car drove smoothly in tandem.

Zhang Yao is in front, Shen Zhifei is behind.She looked at the small pillow in the rear windshield of Zhang Yao's car, and was careless, her hand on the steering wheel almost slipped.

At this moment, a speeding large truck passed by in the driveway next to it, almost brushing Shen Zhifei's car, which made her break out in a cold sweat instantly, and the palms of her hands holding the steering wheel became sticky.

Zhang Yao in the front car witnessed the whole process from the rearview mirror, she was also still in shock, she bit her lower lip and frowned, and after driving more than ten meters away, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the bite. Bloody lower lip.

What is this person doing, don't you know how to concentrate on driving?

With such a small episode, Shen Zhifei was extraordinarily attentive along the way, not daring to be distracted anymore.

After passing the toll gate in Linwan City, and walking in about 15 minutes into the urban area, Shen Zhifei could only follow here, as her home was about to arrive.

Zhang Yao's car slowed down gradually, and finally stopped at the side of the alley at Shen Zhifei's house, and Shen Zhifei stopped the car after him.

"What's wrong?" Shen Zhifei walked over, looked at Zhang Yao's profile in the lowered car window, and pursed his lips.

This feeling of having to say goodbye knowing that she is going to be separated is really uncomfortable. Although she has experienced countless partings, whether it is permanent or short-term, she still cannot get used to it.

Zhang Yao raised her eyes, "You're home."

"En." Shen Zhifei responded in a low voice, touching the seam of his trousers with his fingertips, unconsciously twisting his toes.

Zhang Yao was about to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden sound.

"Little Feifei!"

Shen Zhifei turned his head and looked, it was Fang Han, she was galloping towards Shen Zhifei like a wild horse, Shen Zhifei involuntarily retreated sideways the second she hugged her to avoid this overly enthusiastic bear hug.

She put a palm against Fang Han's forehead, and glanced at Zhang Yao, "Don't make trouble, senior sister is here."

Hearing the phrase "senior sister", Zhang Yao was in a trance for a while, and her expression became cold when she recovered.

Fang Han greeted Zhang Yao with a smile: "Senior Zhang Yao, hello! Why are you together?"

She looked back and forth between the two with restrained gossip on her face.

Is there something wrong with these two people? !

Before confirming the relationship, Shen Zhifei would not say that he was chasing Zhang Yao on his own, that might not do any good, and would only embarrass Zhang Yao.

Shen Zhifei pinched the back of her neck: "Don't turn around, it's nothing, just drop in."

Fang Han pouted uninterestedly: "Oh."

She thought of something again, and clapped her hands: "Hey, let's go out to play and relax at Christmas? Anyway, Christmas this year is on the weekend!"

Shen Zhifei is fine, if there is, he just cares about Zhang Yao and Shen Zhiming, and communicates with Yao Wen about the situation in the store.

She nodded, "I can do it." Then she looked at Zhang Yao with expectant eyes.

She hasn't hung out with Zhang Yao yet. She didn't have time to study before, but she didn't have the chance later.

Zhang Yao looked at her indifferently for a while, and said, "It depends on the situation, and I will make a decision at that time."

Shen Zhifei's expectation was too ardent, and she couldn't refuse it ruthlessly.

Shen Zhifei showed a shallow smile, the dimples on his cheeks appeared quietly, and said softly, "Okay."

Fang Han looked at the scenery, and touched the goose bumps on his arms without any trace.

Ah, love spoils.

"That's it, I'll go back first." Zhang Yao started the car.

Shen Zhifei and Fang Han voluntarily stepped aside, stood on the curb by the side of the road and waved their hands.

When Zhang Yao's car was completely out of sight, Fang Han looked at Shen Zhifei who had been staring into the distance jokingly, elbowed her waist, and joked, "Some people are afraid that their souls will go with Senior Zhang Yao, right? "

Shen Zhifei withdrew his gaze, and gave Fang Han a half-annoyed look, "You're the only one who talks too much."

Fang Han held his heart in both hands, pretending to be hurt: "Ah, how can you have two faces? I'm hurt, it hurts here!"

"Okay, you." Shen Zhifei patted her arm amusedly, thinking of the business, "Why do you suddenly want to go out for Christmas?"

"Who wants to go out to play." Fang Han said "嗐", with a troubled look on his old mother's face, "Aren't I doing it for you?"

Shen Zhifei was puzzled: "For me? What?"

Fang Han hated iron for being weak, "To be honest, I always thought that Zhang Yao was bent by you back then, probably because of your pretty face."

Otherwise, how could Zhang Yao like such a naive person emotionally?

Shen Zhifei looked at her calmly: "I suspect you are implicating me."

Fang Han twitched the corners of his mouth with a fake smile, then blinked his eyes again: "Don't doubt, be confident, I'm connoting you."

"Hehe." Shen Zhifei rolled his eyes indistinctly, and corrected her with a serious face, "Also, the two of us broke up with each other."

Fang Han said disgustedly: "Yes, please! Mutual!"

Why are you so proud!