School girls always want to bend me

The weather forecast shows that a severe tropical storm has formed over the southeastern waters, and it may land in a few days.

On the day of departure, Zhang Yawen sent Ye Qiqi to the high-speed railway station.It was originally planned to take a plane, but Zhang Yawen vetoed it: "In the current weather conditions, I don't know where the plane will land. It's too dangerous."

The sky was overcast, and the high-speed railway station was crowded with people. At the entrance of the North Square, Zhang Yawen handed the bag in his hand to Ye Qiqi.

"Pay attention to safety in the car. Beijing said that it will be reimbursed. I bought a business seat for you. It is relatively fast. There is only one stop in the middle, and the journey takes about five hours. You calculate the time well. If you want to travel in the car Go to bed, remember not to oversleep..."

From a distance, the two of them are the modern version of the capitalized "child travels a thousand miles and mother worries".

Before he finished speaking, Ye Qiqi interrupted: "I'm at the last stop, how could there be a possibility of passing the stop?"

It makes sense.Zhang Yawen was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and continued to say: "If you want to use a laptop in the car, you have to... No, I still suggest that you don't look at the electronic screen in the car, you will get dizzy, we don't need it working so hard..."

Ye Qiqi interjected again: "Don't you want to make more money?"

Zhang Yawen frowned, although she really felt that two people must have enough financial strength to gain a foothold in a big city. Later, I would tell her parents that at least they don't need to worry about the financial aspect, and they can also gain more favor for them. Find a basis for this relationship to cling to.

And she felt that Ye Qiqi was a shining girl, she shouldn't be tied to herself, and she should try more and experience more when she was young.As for money, although it is important, it cannot be exchanged with life.

She reached out and patted Ye Qiqi's head, with a serious face: "I know that most of you in this industry are men, who are prone to hair loss and sudden death. I want you to make progress, not me to be a widow."

Then continue with what you didn't finish explaining just now: "The next thing is your work intensity. We have to work hard, but we can't work hard. If you think the work is too hard, please call me."

Ye Qiqi was puzzled: "Then you reprimanded the boss?"

Zhang Yawen was speechless: "You can call me, and then sweetly say to me, 'Sister, I don't want to work hard anymore.' Then, as your good sister, I will naturally take on the great responsibility of supporting you."

Ye Qiqi: "..." What kind of evil is this.

There was a crowd of people filing in next to her. She put her schoolbag on her shoulders, raised her slender eyebrows, and approached Zhang Yawen: "Wait for me to come back, sister."

Then Zhang Yawen's heart skipped a beat again.She suddenly realized that what she should be most worried about is actually Ye Qiqi's love debt!

On the subway back, Zhang Yawen began to think about how much money she would have to earn to keep Ye Qiqi at home and not go out to flirt. It was a very serious way of thinking.

As the train started, Ye Qiqi lowered the seat and pulled down the sun visor. The business class was only slightly larger than the regular class, but her legs were still curled up. She turned on the computer and replied to a few emails. Shaking, the tiredness of the past few days surged up again, her eyelids became heavy, and she reached out to close the computer.

His head was turned sideways, his black eyelashes gathered together.The train drove out of the gloomy sky, the further north, the bigger the sun, shining on Ye Qixi's face through the sun visor.

In a daze, she seemed to have a dream.In the dream is the former self and Zhang Yawen.

The dark night, the pure white snow, and the cold wind blew on people's faces with biting pain.

The evening self-study after the senior high school entrance examination ended early, and it was even released together with the junior high school.At eight o'clock in the evening, the quiet and empty campus was suddenly filled with students pouring out of every classroom.

The snack bar at the school gate ushered in the best time of the day for business.In the cold night, the incandescent lamp was lit and the steam was steaming.

Ye Qiqi waited for the class to leave before he packed his schoolbags and came out of the classroom slowly. The school gate was already crowded with parents who came to pick up their children, mainly the parents of children from the junior high school, waiting a long way away. Parents who have been there for a long time can clearly find the person in their own family in the crowd, the two parties waved, and then hugged back together.

Ye Qiqi hadn't experienced such a thing for a long time.Before graduating from elementary school, her parents' marriage had already existed in name only. The end result of the long-term cold violence between the two parties was that Ye Qiqi was put aside. Both parties had endless bitterness, and no one cared about a child's feelings.

Her parents both have their own houses in the city center, but for the convenience of Ye Qiqi's schooling, she let her live in the teacher's apartment behind the school with her grandmother.

The wind is not small tonight, and before the end of the evening self-study, there is a thin snow in the sky, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger.

Ye Qiqi put the hat on his down jacket over his head, and didn't bother to take the umbrella in his schoolbag. The way back was not long, it took about 15 minutes and he had to turn a few intersections.

The further you go, the fewer people there are.

This is a shortcut to go home. There are clear footsteps and even echoes from the alley that few people pass by.

Every day when Zhang Yawen left school, her mother would come to pick her up, but she forgot to mention that it was early today, so she went back alone.After all, he is a third-year student in high school, and he is already an adult. It is not a big deal to walk alone for more than ten minutes, and most of the people around him know each other.

However, the empty alleys at night in winter are indeed very scary.The two rows of street lights on the side of the road will always break down, and no one will repair them after a long time.

She held an umbrella and pretended to be calm and walked forward, but her heart was hanging in her throat. Coupled with her overly vigorous imagination as a teenager, even the slightest disturbance could make her tremble with fear.

Then she keenly felt the even-frequency and unhurried footsteps behind her.

Da da da--

Zhang Yawen's scalp was numb, his legs were sore, and he was short of breath. Then mustered up all his courage, turned around suddenly, and tightly held the bag on his back. If the other party was a strong man following him, he would It is her last weapon.

Then...she saw a short, thin, well-behaved little girl with big bright eyes wrapped in a black down jacket.The skin is fair, especially under the dim light, and the lips are puffy and red, just like the doll on the poster.

It's not a wretched uncle, but a cute loli.

Zhang Yawen turned around, waited for the child to take a few steps closer, lowered his body, and said seriously: "Little sister, are you scared to go home alone?"

Ye Qiqi raised his face and recognized Zhang Yawen, without any change in his expression, he was extremely calm, and said word by word: "Well, very, scared, scared."

Zhang Yawen was very satisfied with this answer.Then he shook Ye Qixi's hand involuntarily.

Ye Qiqi developed late, and sat in the first row throughout junior high school. Every time she went out, she would be considered a primary school student. Her clothes were always one size larger, and the sleeves of the down jacket were longer than her arms. It took Zhang Yawen a long time to figure it out. He took out Ye Qixi's hand from his sleeve.

Then she stared at Ye Qiqi's too small hand and asked: "Elementary school students also finish class so late? No, the elementary school is not in the same campus as us..." Before she finished speaking, her small hand disappeared. .

Little Loli turned her head away and said coolly, "I'm in the second year of junior high school."

Although she realized that she might offend a child's sensitive self-esteem, the little girl's unhappy look is really cute.

Zhang Yawen reached out and touched her head through the hood of the down jacket, and said, "It's the second year of junior high school, that's really a big kid."

Ye Qiqi turned his head and stared at her: "..." Who is the child? !

Then, Zhang Yawen suddenly discovered that the doll came alive. She restrained her hand that wanted to pinch it, and said in a coaxing tone: "Come and hold my sister's hand and tell my sister where your home is? My sister will take you go home."

"..." Ye Qiqi, who was very small, gave her a blank look, but still honestly gave her his home address.

Zhang Yawen was surprised: "We live in the same community. Then which teacher's family are you a child?"

Ye Qiqi didn't answer, but just blinked and looked at her.

Zhang Yawen smiled lightly: "Children are quite vigilant, very good, and you can't just say it casually when others ask~"

Yo?How could she?

Ye Qiqi sighed deeply.

The umbrella Zhang Yawen held turned to the side, and two people, one tall and one short, walked side by side in the dark and deep alley.

Snow fell down one after another, landed on the street lamp, and landed on Zhang Yawen's shoulder on the other side.

Ye Qiqi actually knew that Zhang Yawen lived in the same community as herself. After meeting her on the playground last winter, she saw her on the school's honor board, knew her name, and unconsciously became fond of it. Click to follow.

When she went to the office to deliver homework, she would hear the teachers talking about her winning the composition competition again. At the morning meeting, she spoke as the No.1 representative of the liberal arts in the joint entrance examination.And she was late for class occasionally, or choked with the teacher because of her outspokenness.

In this way, a complete person was pieced together piecemeal, and this person became an obsession in my heart at some point.

Although the two are in the same campus and the same community, their junior and senior high schools are almost completely staggered, so she rarely meets Zhang Yawen.The biggest meeting between the two is physical education class. Ye Qiqi's classroom window is the high school stadium. High school only has physical education class once a week, which is the happiest time of the week for her.

The snow continued to fall.Ye Qiqi suddenly resented that the journey was too short, and wished that the time would be slower.

The roadside in front was cracked by the wheels, and snow water was spread on it, forming broken ice. Zhang Yawen stretched out his right hand: "Come on, hold on to my sister, or you will slip and fall easily."

Zhang Yawen's hands still had oil stains from red and black gel pens, but they looked soft and warm.Ye Qiqi slowly put his hand up.

Her palms are indeed the same as hers, warm and dry like haystacks under the scorching summer sun.

"Why didn't your parents come to pick you up?" Zhang Yawen was bored and wanted to talk to someone.

In fact, I didn't expect a timely answer. After a while, the little girl's muffled voice sounded: "They don't want me anymore."

Although Ye Qiqi's voice was calm, Zhang Yawen's heart still skipped a beat. The word "du" was a bit cruel.She clenched her cold little hand and comforted her: "You look so good-looking, many people will like you."

After a while, the little girl asked: "Then will you like me because I look good?"

"..." This is a strange question.

But Zhang Yawen turned his head and looked at the child who was in the fourth grade of elementary school, his heart softened immediately, and he nodded vigorously: "Of course, my sister likes you very much."

She has said this to many children, so it is very smooth and natural.

Ye Qiqi nodded, and replied earnestly: "I remember."

Ok? ? ?

Zhang Yawen felt that there was something weird about it, but he couldn't tell.

The author has something to say:

When I was a child, Qiqi was so soft and cute