School girls always want to bend me

Zhang Yawen felt the barrenness and tediousness of life just three days after returning to her hometown. Ye Qixi had to work as a livestock during the day, and only had a little time to chat with herself at night, so she spent most of her time with her mother visiting the vegetable market and practicing hard. Apart from cooking skills, she can only watch some short TV series from her parents to pass the time.

Wang Lan saw her turning into a moldy poisonous mushroom in the house, so she planned to take Zhang Yawen out for a walk.The middle school where Zhang Yawen and the others went to school has now moved to the suburbs, and a larger and more luxurious school has been built. Many things in the old campus have not been moved there. During the summer vacation, I hired some teachers to take turns to organize and find out some things. The ones that can be kept are kept, and the other waste papers and exercise books are bought as junk.

Zhang Yawen is a person who likes to be quiet and doesn't like to move. In short, she is lazy. She didn't want to go, but she couldn't stand Wang Lan's nagging, so she changed a dress and followed Wang Lan to the elderly university.

After walking hundreds of times, Zhang Yawen revisits after many years, it feels like a world away.The small stalls before the school gate are gone, the teaching building that used to look tall and brand new has become dilapidated, and the stadium where the students spread their sweat is now a group of grandparents dancing swords or practicing Tai Chi.

Wang Lan led her into the comprehensive building. The place where only top students could come to make up classes before has now become a reference room and a garbage dump.With paper scraps flying all over the room and a musty smell, Zhang Yawen almost had no place to stay.

Mr. Li, who has retired, has half of his hair gray, but he still volunteered to help tidy up.Wang Lan saw him among a pile of bookshelves taller than a person and piles of old papers. She greeted him first, and then tugged at the corner of Zhang Yawen's clothes.

Zhang Yawen bit the bullet and bent down: "Hello, Teacher Li." Li Feng was Zhang Yawen's Chinese teacher and homeroom teacher for three years in high school.

Li Feng poked his head out, helped his reading glasses, saw the two people in front of him, and immediately became angry: "At the beginning when your mother asked me if I wanted you to continue your Ph. D., I strongly supported it. Why did you give up later?" It’s over.” That tone was more regretful than losing a hundred million.

Meeting the former teacher was still quite frustrating. After all, I was too old to be trained as a teenager, and I had to endure it.

Wang Lan who was on the side whispered in her ear: "I'm getting old and I like to mutter, so don't take it to heart, just say a few perfunctory words."

The classroom, which had been closed for a long time, was too musty. Wang Lan walked to the window and opened all the glass windows. The scorching sun and the sound of cicadas came in, and the dust floated in the bright light.

Zhang Yawen is Li Feng's student who both loves and hates. He likes her seriousness and hates her shaft.

"You said you child, I thought you would be better when you grow up and mature, but I didn't expect you to accept death like this."

"Back then, when you were divided into arts and sciences, your total score was high. The teacher asked you to stay in the key class of science, but you refused to insist on taking the parallel class of arts."

"When I recruited students on my own, I obviously entered the sociology of 985. I gave up the opportunity to take the major I liked. I took the exam by myself. Fortunately, I passed the exam. What if I couldn't pass the exam?"

……

Wang Lan was doing the work in hand, and she nodded in agreement: "Who says no, she looks obedient and soft, but in fact she has big ideas in her heart, and no one can stop what she really wants to do. As a mother, I used to I still want to control her, but now I can't control her, let her go."

Zhang Yawen, who was hiding in the corner: "..." These teenagers' secondary school incidents sound really embarrassing.

Of course there are more embarrassing than this.Wang Lan dug out an old photo from somewhere, and called out to Zhang Yawen, "Come and see, this is you in high school. It was so wonderful back then. Your face was still chubby."

Zhang Yawen, who didn't want to face her fat and rusty self in middle school, refused very much, but the strength of the old mother was always unresistable.

Wearing a school uniform with blue and white stripes so ugly to the sky, standing under the regiment emblem to swear an oath, although I was ugly at that time, I was still quite cute.

"This seems to be a photo of you taking the junior children to join the regiment to take the oath. You can see that the children in the back are all small."

Zhang Yawen followed Wang Lan's hand and looked to the other side of the photo. A dozen or so lower-grade children stood in three rows, competing with each other.

Wang Lan's fingers brushed over a little girl with big and bright eyes, a tall and delicate nose, and shorter hair than now. The picture is a bit blurry, and the person is not as sharp and angular as now, but Zhang Yawen is still very sure of this. It was Ye Qiqi when he was a child.

They actually met in middle school.Although she knew that they were alumni, there were too many people who graduated from the same school. When it comes to alumni, she couldn't count them all. Moreover, she was four years older than Ye Qiqi, so she originally thought that there was nothing wrong with them. The two who intersected were once so close.

Perhaps they had greeted and even spoken.Zhang Yawen was pleasantly surprised and surprised by the wonder of fate.

During the night video, Zhang Yawen was very excited to tell Ye Qiqi such a wonderful thing. She had been holding it back for a whole day, and it was already very uncomfortable. She originally thought that she would wait for Ye Qiqi's equally surprised or even more surprised reaction .

But Ye Qiqi on the screen just said "hmm" calmly, and the hand pouring the instant coffee in his hand didn't stop for a moment.

Zhang Yawen was a little puzzled, more upset, she frowned and scolded: "Why didn't you react at all?" It was in stark and ironic contrast with her own little deer bumping around.

Ye Qiqi sat back on the sofa, straightened his phone, and asked, "What's the reaction?"

"You did it on purpose."

Ye Qiqi smiled: "How should I react to something I already knew?"

"You already know?" Zhang Yawen was even more surprised.

Ye Qiqi nodded: "I always knew."

Zhang Yawen tried her best to recall that Huang Gang and Wang Houxiong were the most vivid memories of her middle school stage. She really couldn't remember the rest, and she forgot the oath of joining the League even in a blink of an eye.

How could Ye Qiqi remember?

Could it be that I was so beautiful at that time that it was unforgettable for the rest of my life?She thought of herself in the photo in the morning, obviously quite ordinary and a bit rustic.

"How do you remember?"

Ye Qiqi's slender eyebrows raised slightly, with a bit of coldness: "Because your speech that day was quite impressive."

"Huh???" Could it be that his literary talents touched a young girl's heart.

Ye Qiqi picked up his finished coffee cup and walked towards the sink: "Dear teacher, dear classmate, here is the sweet osmanthus fragrance..."

"Okay, it's done!" Zhang Yawen can probably imagine what kind of memory she has.Probably the young and frivolous children at that time must have slandered in their hearts, this senior sister is really old-fashioned.

Zhang Yawen buried her head firmly in the soft pillow. I really don't know what Ye Qiqi likes about her. Is it because of her vulgarity and affectation?Then some words flashed in her mind, she still remembered that she once asked Ye Qiqi what kind of girl he liked.

What did she say.It seems to be frizzy, loud, emotional and unreliable.And the person she chooses now is herself? ? ? ! ! !

This……

Zhang Yawen suddenly felt itchy with anger, and wanted to hit someone.But she has to bear with it first, those who achieve great things always have to take a long-term view, and the days to settle accounts with Ye Qixi are still long.

Sure enough, love makes people grow.

Then Zhang Yawenfu thought of a more important thing, which was Ye Qiqi's birthday. She remembered that Ye Qiqi seemed to be a Leo, and then she flipped through the previous notepad very wittyly, and it was written "Ye Qiqi Birthday: August 8"

Zhang Yawen is not very good at remembering other people's birthdays, he can even forget his own.

So what birthday present would Ye Qixi want?

The first time you give a gift, you have to go for a snack.

If you directly ask if you will appear a bit straight, you have to make insinuations and surprises.

Zhang Yawen opened a certain treasure, and asked very casually: "Recently, there are activities on the Internet, is there anything you want?"

Ye Qiqi also opened the notebook and glanced at the phone screen: "When is there no activity?"

Zhang Yawen was choked, but she didn't give up: "This time the activity is very powerful." Her words were sincere and her face was serious.

"Do you have any bags you want to buy?" Ye Qiqi just realized something by himself.

"This chain bag from the C family...it's not...it's not me..." Zhang Yawen couldn't argue with his own words. He was obviously asking Ye Qiqi what gift he wanted, so why did he turn into the appearance that he was asking for a gift.

This is not how the plot should be.

Zhang Yawen tried to bring back the collapsed plot: "Qiqi, don't you have anything you want?"

The other party pondered for a moment, and then gave an equally serious answer: "You."

"..." It really tasted so earthy that it gave goosebumps.

But Zhang Yawen suddenly understood the sour and smelly love between young couples. Although it was a bit vulgar and old-fashioned, she still couldn't help blushing half of her face.

After a while, reason regained control of Zhang Yawen's brain: "But I'm too expensive, you can't afford it."

Before going to bed, Ye Qiqi sent Zhang Yawen a photo of Beijing in the daytime. She said: "There is no smog or dust in Beijing now. The weather is cool and the scenery is beautiful."

The beautiful pictures are paired with poor copywriting, but Zhang Yawen is still moved.

She replied quickly: "The dishes cooked by my mother are more attractive than my hometown."

Then she opened the airline app she hadn't used for a long time, and booked a ticket to Beijing on the 14th.The moment the payment was successful, Zhang Yawen rested his chin on his knees, as if Ye Qiqi had always been the one who took the initiative and was more determined in this relationship.Should she do something too.

On the 14th, Wang Lan sent her to the airport. Summer vacation is the peak season for flying, and there are people coming and going in the lobby.After going through all the formalities, the mother and daughter sat on the bench and chatted.

"Your classmate Yu Chen is really good, and he moved to Beijing again. This time, when you go to Beijing to play, remember to take the initiative to invite him to dinner."

What Zhang Yawen and Wang Lan said was that they wanted to travel to Beijing and meet up with their old classmate Yu Chen by the way. She had indeed contacted Yu Chen, but there was a high probability that she would not live with her.

She rubbed the tip of her nose with her fingertips, and nodded: "Got it. We are good friends, and she won't care about it."

For some reason, the topic shifted from Yu Chen's excellence to Yu Chen's unmarried status.

Wang Lan didn't mean to urge her: "I met her when you graduated. She is good-looking and excellent. There is no need to settle for her age."

Zhang Yawen was surprised by his mother's open-mindedness: "You didn't say that before."

"Which parents do not want their children to start a family early, but the premise is to find a suitable one, and the mother can be regarded as an experienced person. An inappropriate marriage is more troublesome than no marriage. I know that although you seem ignorant, But you have your own opinion, so as long as it is what you like, I will support you."

Before the plane took off, Zhang Yawen turned off his phone, and Ye Qiqi's message just came in.

"Lunch is copy and paste every day. [smile]"

She could probably imagine Ye Qixi eating with a cold face, and his mood became like the clouds in the sky, fluffy and thick.

But the more the plane flew north, the cloud became more gloomy. Zhang Yawen took off the blindfold and earplugs, and everyone in the cabin was whispering. She heard the people around her talking, it seemed that it was raining.

On the radio, the sweet voice of the stewardess came in. In the rainy weather, the plane had no choice but to be forced to land at the nearest airport.About half an hour later, the plane stopped after turbulence and taxiing.

At around 5:[-] p.m., Zhang Yawen, who was at a loss, followed the crowd and got out of the cabin, waiting for the follow-up flight without knowing the deadline.

They were placed in the waiting hall of the airport. She turned on her phone, and Ye Qiqi's message came first. She asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Zhang Yawen, who was trapped in a strange place for the first time, was a little scared. When she saw Ye Qiqi's message, her nose suddenly became a little sour, and the screen in front of her was a little blurry. She typed a little slowly: "My mother is cooking, let me Go help."

Ye Qiqi didn't seem to be very busy today, he sent several text messages to himself one after another, but Zhang Yawen didn't reply in time and there were few texts.Ye Qiqi called directly.Zhang Yawen picked it up in a panic.

The broadcast at the airport plays in 360-degree stereo surround sound: "Dear passengers, you are taking..."

Ye Qixi was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Your mother cooks at the airport?"

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