shallow to deep

The walks of the teaching building are full of playful people. Although the get out of class is only 10 minutes away, many games can be derived from it.

Ai Qian stood on the edge of the corridor, holding on to the railing, staring blankly at the opposite teaching building, chanting words from time to time, blinking from time to time because of dry eyes, frowning from time to time, and smiling from time to time.

Pan Yanxi looked at her through the window in the classroom, so she couldn't help but smiled, got up, went out to her side, and patted her on the shoulder.

Ai Qian was a little startled and looked back at her.

"What are you dazed about?"

After hearing this, Ai Qian took off the headset from the other ear, and Pan Yanxi immediately understood, looked at her as if she didn't know her and said, "I'm still practicing listening."

Ai Qian shrugged, and then saw Pan Yanxi's gaze pass through her, looking behind her, she also turned her head, followed Pan Yanxi's gaze, and saw two people in front of the liberal arts class.

Zhuo Zhuo was holding a book in front of Zhang Wenbin, seemingly asking for advice. The two were very close. Because of his small stature, Zhuo Zhuo seemed to have slipped into his arms at first glance.

"Look at Joyoung's hot eyes, where is the problem?"

Ai Qian turned her head and smiled.

Pan Yanxi pursed her lips, leaned closer, glanced at Zhang Wenbin and then at Ai Qian, and asked softly, "Do you like Zhang Wenbin?"

Frightened by this question, Ai Qian took a small step back and suddenly smiled: "Why do you ask such a question?"

Pan Yanxi raised her eyebrows and looked into the distance, "You two have a good relationship recently, I'm just curious."

Ai Qian waved her hand immediately: "I don't like him, he's just a classmate."

Pan Yanxi nodded, and continued to ask along the topic: "Then do you have someone you like?"

She has known Ai Qian since her freshman year of high school, and she has been at the same table with her since her sophomore year of high school. Although she has seen many friends around her, she has never seen any strange thoughts in her mind.

It would be a little strange to say that she really likes someone.

Sure enough, Ai Qian shook her head and said with a broken smile, "No." When she said this, she suddenly added: "I don't even look down on these mortals in school."

After she finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

Ai Qian froze for a moment, sniffed, and as the class bell rang, the two of them ended the topic.

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The life of the third year of high school is to repeat today tomorrow, and yesterday today, without much change. The pile of books on the desk and the answers to the test questions on the blackboard are the labels of being busy.

Adolescents who are about to enter adulthood have gradually developed their own awareness of behavior, and they will not look forward to the end of get out of class as they did when they were young. They have their own goals, pure or with distracting thoughts, and encourage them to move forward.

It was too late for Ai Qian to look up from the pile of books. In the past two weeks, Qin Zishuang always came back to check her English at any time. She had to work hard, but fortunately, there was obvious improvement. The meaning and the actual expression are not the same as the horse's tail.

After packing up her things, she poked Pan Yanxi who was sleeping beside her.

The girl didn't know why, but she insisted on being with her, saying that she would review together and leave school together, but she fell asleep in less than 5 minutes.

The two tidied up casually and walked out of the teaching building together.

It's already spring, and the weather is showing signs of getting warmer, and it's not as cold as it was some time ago. Pan Yanxi took Ai Qian's hand, leaned half of her body on her shoulder, and yawned big.

Ai Qian shook her head, and asked, "Is it more comfortable to sleep with you? I have a good bed at home."

Pan Yanxi opened one eye to look at Ai Qian, and smiled: "It's not a special day today, do you want to spend more time with you?"

After she finished speaking, she stared at Ai Qian's face, and she saw the blank expression on the other side.

"I really don't remember." Pan Yanxi sighed: "Student Ai Qian, today is April 4th, your birthday."

Ai Qian paused, and turned her head to think, it seems that this is really the case.

Pan Yanxi sighed heavily, then brought the schoolbag on her back in front of her, took out a beautifully packaged box and handed it over.

"Happy birthday Ai Qian."

Ai Qian happily took it, and unceremoniously tore off the wrapping paper.

Brimming with joy, she unabashedly shook the things in her hands, and put her arms around Pan Yanxi's neck, "Xia Zhengyu's album, isn't it just released?"

Pan Yanxi was held between her and it was difficult to speak. Seeing Ai Qian's hand shaking in front of her eyes, she bit down on the back of her hand.

Letting Ai Qian let go of her without seriousness, Pan Yanxi moved around, "You don't like this."

Xia Zhengyu is an original singer she has always liked. Ai Qian has followed her since she was a little famous, but now that she is famous, she can be regarded as a little fan who has witnessed her journey along the way.

"Looks like I picked the right gift." Pan Yanxi was so contagiously happy seeing Ai Qian's loving expression, she held Ai Qian's hand with her eyebrows bent, and watched Ai Qian staring at the cover. , Suddenly the thief said: "Come on, give me a kiss as a reward."

After she finished speaking, she moved her right cheek closer, but was slapped back by Ai Qian.

"Stop making trouble." Ai Qian took a few glances at the album, then carefully put it into her schoolbag, "But thank you very much, you are the only one who remembered my birthday."

Pan Yanxi laughed twice, then suddenly put her arms around Ai Qian's neck, stepped forward and kissed her, "Thank you so much."

Ai Qian wiped her face in disgust, and was about to say something when a car horn sounded from the school gate.

"Dudu" followed the prestige, and saw the black car stopped slowly, and then the rear window rolled down, and Qin Zishuang's face appeared in sight.

"boarding."

After saying this, she rolled up the window again.

When Ai Qian got into the car from the other side, she saw that the person in front of her was a little stunned. She was not the usual one, with her long hair hanging down, and she hadn't seen her for a few days. Her hair was curled up, making her face look smaller some.

Ai Qian put her schoolbag away, knowing that she was passing by to take her home, she looked at her flipping through the phone in her hand and didn't ask much.

The car drove into the community so quietly.The two habitually entered the house one after the other, doing their own things.

Ai Qian put her schoolbag in the room and was about to go out to make something to eat. When she passed by Qin Zishuang's room, she saw the door of her room opened. It was such an unfortunate coincidence that I could just see Ai Qian's figure in the mirror.

She paused, and immediately took a few steps back, but was stopped.

"Come in."

Ai Qian stopped and walked in.

Qin Zishuang was still looking at the mirror and talking to her, with his back to her, and said to the zipper of his skirt behind him, "Come and help."

Ai Qian looked over. She was wearing an off-white lace dress with a hip wrap. Deliberately light makeup, the whole person is extremely charming.

The first time I saw her dressed like this, it was naturally a little strange. After I stepped forward to zip it up, I asked curiously, "Is there any event at night?"

Qin Zi nodded, took one earring and put it on, "Reception." She put on the other earring: "I have to go."

There was some helplessness in the words.

Ai Qian understood somewhat, but also did not understand.What I understand is that when I enter the society, there will always be some necessary and unnecessary social interactions, whether I like it or not, I have to deal with them. What I don't understand is how terrible those social interactions are, so much so that even Qin Zishuang will have such an expression.

She couldn't comfort her from an adult's point of view, so she turned to her sideways and said, "Sister Zishuang, you are beautiful."

Qin Zishuang smiled when he heard that, moved closer to the mirror and put on lipstick, pursed his lips and said, "You're up to you to say that." After saying that, she blinked slightly at Ai Qian, with a wink as if confirming what she said.

Ai Qian laughed.

Qin Zishuang covered the lipstick, threw it into the bag, stroked his eyelashes with his hands, and smiled, "But you say that, I still benefit from it."

After hearing this, Ai Qian was secretly delighted, and her heart twitched a little.

Qin Zishuang added: "At least in the world of children, I am also a beauty."

Ai Qian: ...

Qin Zishuang looked at Ai Qian's face and found it funny, stretched out his hand to rub her bangs, suddenly thought of something, and said, "Go to the cloakroom now and bring me a pair of shoes that you think would fit."

Ai Qian understood what she meant, she answered and walked out.

She came to the cloakroom for the first time and found it very interesting.The clothes here are divided into several pieces, one piece looks older, it must belong to the parents of the Qin family, the other piece of clothes is younger, but a bit old, it must belong to Qin Ziyi, and the rest of the big piece must be Qin Zishuang of.

She went up to take a look, and stopped on the shoe rack.

So many shoes.

She always thought that Qin Zishuang would have a cold style and would dress in dark colors, but everything here broke her mind.

There are so many things to see.It's not the usual Qin Zishuang at all, how many faces does she have?

Ai Qian raised her eyebrows, and began to choose carefully, looking at them row by row, imagining what Qin Zishuang was wearing today, and finally took out a pair of high heels.

Turning around, Qin Zishuang was standing at the door of the cloakroom, leaning slightly against the door, looking at her from the side, and then at the shoes in her hand.

Creamy white round toe shoes with a pink bow on the body.

Qin Zishuang smiled, "I bought this when I was just in college."

Ai Qian clicked, is her taste so old?

She immediately turned around and put the shoes back, stood and thought for a while, then suddenly stretched out a hand behind her shoulders, took off the top pair of white high-heeled shoes, and put them on the in front of her.

"Don't you think this pair fits better?" Qin Zishuang stood behind her, and when he spoke, his breath hit her neck impartially, a little itchy.

"Okay, it seems so." Ai Qian replied stiffly.

Qin Zishuang put the shoes on the ground, put them on, and immediately stood a head taller than Ai Qian. Ai Qian was a little confused by the height difference.

Lian went to the door one after the other, Qin Zishuang opened the door, turned around and smiled, and patted her face: "Okay, I'm leaving, remember to eat."

Ai Qian watched her go out, but saw that she was not heading towards the garage, but towards an unfamiliar two-seater car. There was a man standing beside the car. Seeing her coming over, he looked her up and down and smiled. The man said After saying something, Qin Zishuang lowered his head and smiled, then the man opened the car door, put one hand on Qin Zishuang's waist and sent her into the car.

She waited until the car was far away before closing the door. The scene just now was really eye-catching. She bit her lip and walked towards the kitchen.