School girls always want to bend me

Zhang Yawen, who finished a day trip comparable to that of an old people's group, entered the door and kicked off his shoes, and fell into the soft sofa with his face buried in his arms, his hair disheveled, his eyelids drooping, and he looked hopeless.

Ye Qiqi put the bags of the two of them aside, didn't change their shoes, put away the phone after sending the text message, walked to Zhang Yawen's side, held her face and said softly: "I have something to do at work, I'll go there, don't worry about it at night." Know when to come back, and settle the dinner by yourself."

Zhang Yawen looked up at the clock, it was already Beijing time to get off work, but Ye Qiqi, who had taken a day off, had to go to work.

She waved her hand wearily: "Okay." The unhappy expression on her face was very obvious.She originally planned to spend two or three days in Beijing this time, mainly for her birthday. Today is Friday, and the time is obviously exceeded. Her old mother has already called many times to urge her.She had no choice but to book a flight for Saturday afternoon.

Zhang Yawen sat up from the sofa, watched Ye Qiqi open the door and leave, and then lay back down heavily.

I also thought that the two of us could say goodbye tonight.It's all gone now.

In the evening, Zhang Yawen ordered a takeaway of noodles with fried sauce, and started to pack up after eating. After nearly a week of life, the daily necessities of the two of them were completely unclear. She took several shirts and shoes from Ye Qiqi, Then he generously shared his skin care products with Ye Qiqi.

On the balcony, Zhang Yawen accepted the gray bath towel that was very dry in the sun, thinking in his heart, although it belonged to Ye Qiqi before, it should be completely his own now, should he take it back.

The originally tidy room was changed beyond recognition by Zhang Yawen's tidying up. While rummaging through the boxes, she took out a book from the top shelf of the closet.

She stood barefoot on the chair, looking at the book in her hand, or it could also be called tattered.

A "Selected Poems of Byron" that has long been out of print, the bleak soft cover has been worn out, rolled up and quickly flipped through from beginning to end, poor quality paper and rough text printing, there is still a smell in the middle musty.She turned the book over, glanced at the lower right corner, and sure enough, the publication year was in the 80s.

Such books are bought by the catty in second-hand bookstores.

But Ye Qiqi put it on the top shelf of the closet like a treasure.

There must be something tricky about something abnormal, Zhang Yawen pursed his lips, and had to ask clearly when he came back.

However, Ye Qixi came back too late.

The bedroom door was not closed, the sound of the door opening from the living room came in, dim light spread to the door, Zhang Yawen woke up from the fragmented dream, reached out to turn on the light, blindfolded, looked at the phone, it was two o'clock in the morning.

She threw the phone away and scolded the evil capitalist in her heart.

Zhang Yawen staggered towards the living room with a soft body, his mind was not fully awake, he squatted barefoot at the opening from the bedroom to the living room, staring dazedly.

Look up for someone.

Ye Qixi untied the leather watch and threw it on the dining table casually. The warm yellow light hit her slightly tired face, her dark eyelashes were drooping, and her bony fingers pinched the buttons of the shirt one by one, revealing the dents. Then he threw the clothes in the clothes basket beside him, and the thin shoulder straps of the underwear and underwear hung on the thin white shoulder blades.

Zhang Yawen, who couldn't control his expression, swallowed and licked his lips, his eyes were bright, ignorant and pure.

Ye Qiqi laughed at Zhang Yawen's hungry appearance, walked over and hugged Zhang Yawen to the sofa, and rubbed her hair condescendingly: "Didn't I tell you not to walk on the ground barefoot."

"Also, didn't you have enough to eat tonight?"

Zhang Yawen was stunned for a moment, the fried noodles served in the evening was super generous.

She hugged her knees with her hands, her white toes moved around, her long hair was scattered on her legs, she was wearing a two-piece babe pajamas, the shoulders were in the shape of a bow tie, her face was pressed against her knees, and she said in a vague voice: "Why? return?"

His tone was full of dissatisfaction and a little coquettish.

Ye Qiqi took off his jeans, squatted in front of her, and pinched the tips of her ears: "I'll take a shower first, and then I'll accompany you."

"Or... I won't wash it today."

Ye Qiqi was stunned, and after realizing it, he smiled, and turned his head away: "It's so urgent."

Zhang Yawen was so ashamed by his thoughtless words, buried his head in his knees, and just wanted to die forever.

When Zhang Yawen woke up the next morning, Zhang Yawen's body was still a little sore. She squinted her eyes and knocked her head a few times, arching back and forth on the bed.The past two nights have been relatively cool, and the air conditioner has not been turned on. In the morning, a few strands of sunlight leaked in through the cracks in the curtains, and the air was a little hotter.

Zhang Yawen rolled up the quilt indiscriminately, turned his body onto the quilt, lifted his long legs, and put them on the body of the person next to him.

Ye Qiqi didn't go out?When she woke up a few days ago, there was no one around.

She propped up her upper body and opened her eyes. The bed next to her sank a little. Ye Qixi lay quietly with her chin close to her body. With her light breathing, her body heaved and fell. Her black hair was shiny and of good quality. Zhang Yawen reached out and touched it, it was slippery.

Ye Qiqi, who closed his eyes and said nothing, looked extremely young, with an indescribable juvenile state.

But thinking of Ye Qiqi's sharp and deep eyes last night, her fussy fingers suddenly stopped, it was quite scary.

Zhang Yawen, who has nothing to do, doesn't want to get up yet. The plane in the afternoon has packed up, and all she needs to do is wash up and eat something, so she still has a lot of time to waste, and her erratic eyes fell on the bedside somehow In the "Selected Poems of Byron".

Forgot something important last night.

Zhang Yawen poked Ye Qiqi's tight little face, and the other party frowned in boredom, and burrowed under the quilt, with the protruding tip of his nose like a small animal, Zhang Yawen thought it was quite amusing, so he continued to bother her.

Ye Qiqi was quite sleepy, no matter what Zhang Yawen did, the other party just wouldn't open his eyes.Zhang Yawen stopped, turned his big eyes around, put his hands under the quilt, lifted the clothes with his fingers dexterously, and then stuck them on.

A coolness approached the hot skin, and Ye Qixi woke up with a jolt, lazily raised the back of his right hand to cover his eyes, and pressed the other hand against the evildoer through the quilt, his voice was lowered a little hoarse: "What are you doing today?" Don't want to go back?"

It was obviously a calm and breezy sentence, but Zhang Yawen could clearly hear the threat.

She believed that Ye Qiqi could do such a thing.

So she honestly withdrew her hand and raised it halfway in the air: "I admit defeat."

Ye Qiqi closed her eyes and smiled lightly, her chest vibrated with her laughter, she pulled Zhang Yawen into her arms, and the two girls were skin to skin.

"Do you like to read poetry collections?" Zhang Yawen was very close to Ye Qiqi's ear.

Ye Qiqi, who was half asleep, didn't think much about it, and shook his head: "I don't like it, it's boring." Writing code is worse than reading poetry collections.

"Then why do you treasure a collection of tattered poems?" It was still placed on the cabinet like a treasure.Is there any future and past events that cannot be forgotten?

Hearing this sentence, Ye Qiqi opened her eyes and became clear. She soon realized what Zhang Yawen was talking about. She lowered her head to look at Zhang Yawen: "Did you see it?"

Zhang Yawen nodded: "When I was looking for something, I turned it over and it was on top of the cabinet. Would you blame me for messing with your things?"

She was a little unsure whether Ye Qiqi would be angry because she flipped through that book, after all, he would be scolded for touching Bai Yueguang's things in TV dramas and novels.

But in TV dramas and novels, the heroine will still survive until the end and become the big winner.

The bloody plot gave her a little confidence.

She raised her head, waiting for Ye Qiqi's reaction.

Then the other party thought for a moment, closed his eyes again, and said, "Oh."

oh?Just one? ?

What kind of reaction is this? Zhang Yawen, who was crazy about adding drama to herself, couldn't accept that her opponent didn't have any talent as an actor, so she straightened up and pushed Ye Qiqi: "Since you don't like reading poetry, why do you still cherish that book? "There must be a problem.

Ye Qiqi carefully observed Zhang Yawen's expression, and asked her, "Do you like this book?"

The topic was diverted, Zhang Yawen didn't know why, so he replied: "I liked this poet the most when I was in the second grade, and I bought several books by him." But now it's not a matter of discussing literary preferences.

She tried to ask the question more clearly: "Who gave it to you."

Ye Qiqi looked at her expressionlessly: "It was given by a heartless woman."

"..."

Zhang Yawen carefully discerned Ye Qiqi's tone, as if he had no nostalgia for the person who gave her this book, and seemed to have a little resentment, that person must have hurt her, so much so that she still has it in her heart.

Although Zhang Yawen was a little bit disappointed, there was someone in the heart of Qiqi who lost her, but things in the world always come first and then come first, who made her meet later, and the previous person is obviously in the past .

After some self-education, Zhang Yawen hugged Ye Qiqi into his arms, rubbed Ye Qiqi's soft hair, ignored the other's resistance, and comforted: "My sister will love you well in the future."

Due to the dawdling of the two of us, we were in a bit of a hurry to catch the plane at the end, but luckily boarded the plane smoothly.There is a special bus for returning home from the airport, but Zhang Yawen refused Wang Lan's offer to pick him up.

The two people who entered online dating again were a little uncomfortable, especially in the evening and morning.

After years of training as a teacher, Wang Lan has long lost the habit of sleeping in. At six o'clock in the morning, Wang Lan poured the laundry detergent into the washing machine, and then put it down again, thinking that there seemed to be some dirty clothes in Zhang Yawen's room. Clothes, and then went in without knocking on the door.

Sleeping drowsily, Zhang Yawen muttered, "Qiqi, I want to drink water, warm."

Wang Lan picked up the dirty clothes, heard the person on the bed talking, moved closer, but still couldn't hear clearly, looked at Zhang Yawen's exposed thighs and shoulders, and frowned: "You said that your pajamas, wearing and It doesn’t matter if you don’t wear it, I’ll buy it for you next time.”

The care of the old mother made Zhang Yawen completely awake. Holding the air conditioner and covering his body, he glanced at Wang Lan complainingly: "How many times have I said, remember to knock on the door when you come in."

"Got it." Wang Lan took the clothes and left.

Probably never will know.

After lunch, Zhang Yawen nestled on the sofa and played Lianliankan. After more than a dozen levels, her hands felt a little numb, and she quit the game. Dozens of messages suddenly popped up from the normally indifferent high school WeChat group, jumping from the bottom to the top of the contact list. .

She clicked in, and then suddenly remembered that this afternoon happened to be a gathering of several high school classmates.It was decided before going back to my hometown, and Zhang Yawen agreed without thinking too much. Looking at the big sun outside, although it was early autumn, the autumn tiger was quite scary.

There was no other way, after being urged by several people on the phone several times, Zhang Yawen still put on light makeup and went out to attend the appointment.

The party was at a Jiangsu-Zhejiang cuisine restaurant in the city center. Zhang Yawen reported the name of a box to the waiter, and was led to the destination.

Less than ten people.She was in a liberal arts class at the time, and almost all the classes were girls.

Wang Wen is the class monitor and the initiator of this party. She took Zhang Yawen's hand and sat beside her: "Our top student is finally here."

Calling you "Xueba" is a compliment to you when you are studying, but it is meaningless to call you that when you grow up.

In fact, Zhang Yawen didn't intend to like this kind of gathering. After all, most of the people here stayed in the local area, got married early and had children, and lived a wealthy life with a house and a car. She has nothing to envy, but she doesn't like others too much. The occasional "concern" for oneself.

Bags are sure to be the talk of the grown girls party.

The representative of the literature and art class in the class once showed his new bag intentionally or unintentionally after he entered the door: "I spent a lot of effort to buy it, and it came with 10 yuan."

Topic is opened.Zhang Yawen came to the scene in Versailles. Since she works in a big city, everyone focused on Zhang Yawen.

She calmly brought over the canvas bag with the logo of her publishing house: "Our 80th anniversary limited edition canvas bag is strong and durable."

"..."

After chatting about bags, they started talking about cars. Zhang Yawen didn't even have a driver's license, and knew nothing about luxury cars. After all, her travel tools cost hundreds of millions.

Halfway through dinner, it started to rain, and while Zhang Yawen was eating soup, the phone screen lit up, and it was Ye Qiqi's.Before she went out, she sent a wechat message to complain to Ye Qiqi, and mentioned the meeting place by the way, saying that although she didn't really want to go, the restaurant tasted really good.

Ye Qiqi never replied to her message, she thought she must have been dragged over by the capitalists to do coolies again, so she swiped open her phone.

"It's raining, how do you go home?"

Zhang Yawen swallowed the soup, looked at the rain on the glass window, and quickly replied to the message: "It's just under, you know all this?"

"I have the weather report."

Zhang Yawen told her that there was a supermarket nearby, where she could buy an umbrella, and it was convenient to call a car here.

Ye Qiqi's message came back in seconds: "I'll call a car for you, when will you leave?"

Zhang Yawen glanced at the people at the table and almost stopped their chopsticks. She replied: "Ten minutes later."

Afterwards, everyone exchanged a few pleasantries, saying that the old classmates would meet frequently in the future.

When going out, Wang Wen said to Zhang Yawen: "My boyfriend is here to pick me up, let's take you back."

Zhang Yawen smiled and shook his head: "No, I've already ordered a car."

Several other girls also enthusiastically said that they would send her back. After all, she was the only one who came by taxi at this banquet, and the rest of them were either sent by their husbands and boyfriends, or drove by themselves.

If I knew she should have taken the exam during the summer vacation, she wouldn't be regarded as a target for poverty alleviation now.

Several people were still waiting at the door, Zhang Yawen turned on the phone again and looked at the license plate number and the color of the car that Ye Qiqi sent.In fact, she feels that taking a taxi is unnecessary to bother her who is far away in Beijing, and the most important thing is that the starting price here is not high, so she can afford it.But after all, it was Ye Qiqi's good intentions, and she couldn't make excuses to make her unhappy.

The rain lasted only a few minutes, and the ground was not completely wet.

A black car with lights on turned around on the road ahead, Ye Qiqi thought it should be there, turned around and waved to everyone: "I'm going first, I'll contact you later."

She stepped on light canvas shoes and walked to the side of the car. The master pulled down the window and yelled, "It's 5010, is it going to Ruijin Road?"

Zhang Yawen was stunned, the number and the place were so unfamiliar, she took a few steps forward to look at the license plate, and then looked at the phone, the license plate number was wrong.

"Sorry, it's not me."

"It's not you, why are you waving nonsense." The master closed the car window cursingly, leaving Zhang Yawen embarrassed in place.

Wang Wen and her boyfriend's car drove over, and she opened the window: "Let's take you."

Zhang Yawen, who wanted to escape immediately, had no other way to go, so he lowered his head and prepared to go there.Walking to the car door, the phone rang. It was Ye Qiqi.

The other party's cool voice came over: "Turn around, there is a black car on the right."

Ok? ? ?

Zhang Yawen did as she said, and there was indeed a black Mercedes parked tens of meters away, with a slender white hand stretched out from the driver's seat.

"What? You want to get into another woman's car?"

Although she didn't know what was going on, Zhang Yawen could still tell that it was Ye Qiqi's arm under the streetlight. She smiled at Wang Wen, "I'm sorry, someone from my family has come to pick me up."

Turning around and running over quickly, Ye Qiqi had already opened the car door, and Zhang Yawen got into the passenger seat.

Ye Qiqi rested one hand lazily on the steering wheel, and looked at Zhang Yawen: "Didn't I tell you the license plate?" She raised her hand and looked at her watch, "Didn't it say 10 minutes, why is it several minutes late."

Zhang Yawen, who was beaten up, was very resentful. You didn't tell me that the express car you called would be a Mercedes-Benz, but the driver was actually you!

Zhang Yawen blinked her eyes, and after she had figured everything out, she had several questions to ask Ye Qiqi, why did she come back suddenly?Is the job over there?Are you going back to Beijing later?Why didn't you tell yourself beforehand?etc.

The car drove out slowly, and happened to run into Wang Wen and the others on the way out, with the car window open, Yuan Yao nodded, and the expression on the other side was a bit strange.

Waiting for the car to merge into the traffic flow, Zhang Yawen turned to look at Ye Qiqi, and asked the first question: "Is your car expensive? Is it worth it?"

When the red light in front came on, Ye Qiqi braked a little slowly, and because of inertia, the two of them leaned forward slightly.

"I don't remember clearly. I don't come back very often. This belongs to my family."

The rain that had stopped for a while began to fall again, the wisps of rain were entangled in the air, the glass in front became blurred, and the wipers swung back and forth.

Zhang Yawen turned his head and asked, "Why are you back?"

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There will be no more long-distance relationships!This is a sweet article!