School girls always want to bend me

The weather has been good for the past few days, but the weather forecast shows that there will be a possibility of heavy rain in the next few days. Ye Qiqi only brought a few changes of clothes and daily necessities when he moved here, and most of his luggage was still in the school dormitory.

On the weekend, Zhang Yawen felt that it was necessary to go back to school with Ye Qixi, and bring more things, instead of changing a few shirts back and forth.But she dared not speak directly.

Would Ye Qiqi feel that he was inviting her out?Will it appear that I am too active?

This is not directly good, we still have to choose a suitable opportunity.

The weather was fine in the morning, there was no wind in the air, the sun was scorching, and the cicadas were constantly singing.Zhang Yawen closed the doors and windows and turned on the air conditioner.Sunlight came in through the glass, and she leaned on the edge of the sofa to read a novel.

Her long black hair was coiled up casually, and a few strands of hair fell on her neck. The white doll collar and home clothes were covering her body, which looked empty, revealing two white and tender feet painted with red nail polish.

She was reading a thriller and suspense novel, and when she read the eerie part, she would curl up unconsciously, even in broad daylight, it was a bit creepy, but some people are like this, the more scared the more If you want to see it, you have to find some excitement for the good days.

In the novel, when the protagonist is facing a coffin and reaches out to open it, Zhang Yawen's heart rises to his throat, and the hand holding the book can't help tightening, biting his lower lip, waiting for the follow-up...

Then, her phone vibrated.

Zhang Yawen's heart skipped a beat, his whole body skipped a beat, and his body heaved up and down with his big mouthfuls of breathing.

Ye Qiqi turned his attention away from his notebook and looked towards Zhang Yawen. The phone vibrated non-stop. Ye Qiqi saw what Zhang Yawen didn't answer. He walked over by himself and saw "Mom" displayed on the screen. , holding up the phone and shaking it in front of her.

"Do you want to pick it up?" Ye Qiqi asked.

Zhang Yawen regained his composure and took the phone to connect.

"When will you go home next month?" Zhang Yawen's biological mother, Ms. Wang Lan, asked straight to the point.

Zhang Yawen suddenly remembered that the publishing house has a half-month holiday in August every year. In the past, the publishing house was affiliated with the university, but later became independent, but the fine tradition of having summer vacation with the university has been preserved.

Her life changed so much because of Ye Qiqi's joining that she almost forgot the existence of this holiday.

During this holiday every year, many colleagues will choose to travel, the days are long, and there will be no crowds like May [-]th, but what about this year?Do you want to go back?

Zhang Yawen pushed Ye Qiqi away, held the phone and walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window next to the balcony door, the sunlight melted brilliantly on the glass.

Wang Lan was chattering and instructing her on how to face the coming rainstorm and what to pack when she went home.

Wang Lan divorced her father when she was a teenager, and a few years later, her father remarried, and now her half-brother is in junior high school.The two decided that their daughter would live with the primary school teacher's mother. Wang Lan also met new people and started a family.

Zhang Yawen had to admit that the divorce gave these two people who had been cold and violent for a long time a new and happy life.

The mother didn't want another child, and the stepfather didn't force it either.

"Are you listening to me? You said that you are not young anymore, why you still can't figure it out." Wang Lan's complaints are always changing, so that there is no lethality when she speaks.

Zhang Yawen nodded: "Listen. But the exact date is still undecided. I can't go to the director myself. You think he will give me a good face?"

All mothers don't want their children to be rejected by their bosses in the workplace, and they wish they could give gifts to their leaders, even if they are usually good citizens who criticize society's bad habits impartially and selflessly.

Wang Lan froze instantly, but she still had to maintain her majesty as a mother: "There will be a typhoon in a few days, remember to store more food and water."

Zhang Yawen has long been accustomed to several typhoons every year, so he just dealt with it casually without any disturbance in his heart.

After finally hanging up the phone, when she turned her head, she saw Ye Qixi sitting cross-legged on the carpet in front of the sofa and flipping through the novel she had just left behind. She stood and looked down from a high position, as if it was the place she was reading just now.

Ye Qiqi watched Zhang Yawen finish the phone call, closed the book in his hand, looked up at her, and raised his eyes: "He opened the coffin, the corpse inside is actually..." Before he finished speaking, he was rushed over Ye Qiqi blocked his mouth.

"If you dare to spoil it, I'll..." Zhang Yawen sat on Ye Qiqi's lap, lowered her head, her hair hanging down, and pressed her shoulder with the other hand.

The language and expression are very arrogant, but the damage value is too low.

From a distance, Ye Qiqi looked like a hostage who had no ability to fight back, but when she looked closely, she was relaxed and at ease. She let Zhang Yawen hang on her body, and supported her back with both hands to ensure that the two of them would not fall.

The lips touch the delicate skin of the palm.Ye Qiqi's slender eyes shone with a tiny bit of malicious intent.

Zhang Yawenye felt the hot and humid temperature in his palm, and his drooping eyes dimmed. Generally, in a face-to-face confrontation like this, the thick-skinned person wins. Obviously, Zhang Yawen belongs to the thin-skinned person.

She was still arrogant, but she withdrew her hand first, left Ye Qiqi's lap, knelt down on the carpet, stood up, and said, "Spoilers are very uncivilized."

Zhang Yawen accused people that their vocabulary was basically at the stage of just finishing the nine-year compulsory education, and it was obvious that it could not cause any damage to Ye Qiqi.

The accused person was not angry but happy, and the whole thing was loose and gentle: "Civilized??? Then we are two mornings, is it civilized or uncivilized?"

"..."

Zhang Yawen froze there, some images that had nothing to do with civilization flashed in his mind, he blinked, with a regretful expression on his face.

Why trouble yourself? ? ! ! !

Ye Qiqi almost laughed out loud, well, she couldn't control it and laughed out loud.

Zhang Yawen, who was molested and provoked, looked back at her with a cold face: "If you laugh again, you will be homeless on the street."

Ye Qiqi pretended to be honest and smiled very wisely, but this kind of behavior was a natural coaxing, just like dealing with a child.

Zhang Yawen bent down, crossed his arms and crossed his chest, examining her: "After all, I'm also an older sister. As the saying goes, elder sisters are like mothers. I don't expect you to treat me as respectfully as you do to your mother. Anyway, it's a bit due to age." ...the sense of distance, as the saying goes, distance produces beauty.”

Anyway, it's not the state of playing yourself like a child every day!

This question made Ye Qiqi think for a moment.This look of serious thinking gave Zhang Yawen the illusion that the child could still be saved, and he felt a little sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"The elder sister is like a mother?" Ye Qiqi tilted his head and looked at her, "Do we need such a heavy mouth? I'm a little scared." He said and shook a few times very well.It is very spiritual.

Still heavy? !

Still scared? !

Nortel Chinese Opera is her destination!

After lunch, Ye Qixi washed the dishes.The water hits the detergent in the sink and produces many fine bubbles.Zhang Yawen was holding a bowl of fruit to supervise the work, and the watermelon juice accidentally splashed on the white skirt. Zhang Yawen put down the bowl in his hand, leaned over, took a little water from the faucet, and wiped the marks on the clothes.

The color of watermelon juice is different from that of pen oil, so it is relatively easy to wipe off. Zhang Yawen glanced at Ye Qiqi's black shirt and said, "You have too few clothes on my side, and the blue one is still taken by me." Take it, do you want to go back to school and get some."

The bowls have been roughly washed, and now the foam of the detergent is mainly washed away with water, and the air is filled with a pungent and fresh smell.Ye Qiqi stopped what he was doing, turned his head sideways, and smiled slyly: "What does this mean? Do you mean to keep me here for a long time?"

Ye Qiqi is very smart, no matter how cautious and understated, he seems to be able to hit the vital point directly.

However, Zhang Yawen would not surrender easily, so he raised his voice and said, "Or you can buy 100 pieces online for 3 yuan."

During the period of living with Ye Qiqi, she probably understood that although Ye Qiqi's life was not extravagant, he demanded quality life everywhere, and she probably couldn't accept 100 yuan and three yuan.

But Ye Qiqi, who lifted the plate to drain, lowered his head and smiled: "Yes."

Can?Pay it back?

Zhang Yawen left bitterly, not noticing Ye Qiqi's gloomy expression.

In the boring afternoon, Ye Qiqi kept staring at his notebook and didn't know what he was doing. He seemed to be very busy. The second notebook was not enough, so he brought Zhang Yawen's.

Suspense novels, horror and thrillers gradually dissipate in the summer air-conditioning. After the answer is revealed, there will be some sensational parts. Zhang Yawen curled up on the sofa wrapped in a small quilt, and the book she held was tilted on her chest. She fell asleep unconsciously .

The sleeping posture was a bit uncomfortable, and he adjusted one indistinctly in the middle, facing the sofa, with his long black hair coiled up and down.

Ye Qiqi saved a small part of the code and sent it to his senior brother. After finally finding a free time to take a rest, he rubbed his shoulders and turned around to see Zhang Yawen who was sleeping soundly.

The outdoor sunlight sprinkled on the green leaves, the branches swayed, and the golden light shone all over the place.

In the evening, the sky was overcast, and it seemed that it was going to rain. Zhang Yawen glanced at the sky, and hurried to the balcony to collect the clothes. When he came back, he passed by Ye Qiqi's desk, and saw a new email message flashing on his computer. hint.

She has a bad memory and poor eyesight, so she set up a sound reminder for new emails.

The lit notebook gradually went dark without anyone operating it, the sound of running water came from the bathroom, and the wind blowing from the balcony no longer had the heat of the day.

Zhang Yawen stopped in his tracks, clutching the dry clothes with his fingers, staring at the black screen in a daze.

Just now, she seemed to have seen the title and the first few words of the email by accident, from Beijing, and there seemed to be words like August.

Do you want to take a look?Zhang Yawen is a very upright person, believes in social good customs, and is very upright, but at the moment, curiosity is like a poisonous branch that is flourishing in his heart, and it should not be a big problem after looking at it.

There are always moments of bewilderment in a person's life, and the results they bring are good or bad.

Zhang Yawen hugged her clothes, turned on the screen, and entered the password familiarly to open her computer. The email was safely lying in the prompt box in the lower right corner. She licked her lips, and the battle between heaven and man was in her mind.

The sound of water in the bathroom faded away.An indescribable panic overwhelmed Zhang Yawen's heart, and he clicked on the email.

"Received. It finally solved our urgent need. If you don't want to come over in July, don't forget in August. Air tickets and hotels have been booked for you. I think you should have received the information. See you in Beijing then." .”

August, Beijing.

Zhang Yawen now understood why Ye Qiqi didn't want to go back to school to get clothes. It turned out that she was leaving in August.

The clothes in his hand exuded the warm fragrance of sunshine and laundry detergent, but Zhang Yawen's heart felt like falling into an ice cave.

If she had already received the news, why didn't she tell herself earlier?

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Pave the way, and continue to be sweet later