Bai Yueguang Omega always wants to monopolize me

At noon in winter, with a rare warm sun, a few pieces of snow fell from the roof.

As soon as Wei Qingyu came down from the stairs, she saw a very familiar car slowly stop in her sight.Then Feng Yue got out of the car with her briefcase in her hand, and walked to the door nimbly.

In the next second, Wei Qingyu heard a crisp doorbell ringing.

The little maid came out of the living room at a trot, and opened the door with a smile on her face: "Mr. Feng, hello."

"Hello." Feng Yue smiled at the little maid, and then she passed the little maid to see Wei Qingyu behind her, still smiling: "Good morning, Miss Wei."

Seeing Feng Yue's composure, Wei Qingyu nodded to her politely and pretended to be unfamiliar even though she was a little out of the situation: "Hello."

"Teacher Feng." At this moment, Ji Xiao came out from the study beside him and greeted him politely.

Feng Yue looked at Ji Xiao who was completely different from what he saw at the police station that day, smiled slightly, and said, "Ji Xiao, we haven't seen each other for a long time, it seems that you are ready?"

"I can start at any time." Ji Xiao looked at Wei Qingyu as he spoke, "Do you want to come and listen?"

I don't know if it's because of waking up from lunch break, Wei Qingyu looked at Ji Xiao in a daze, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

And at this moment, she felt a burst of power coming from her back.

Feng Yue pushed Wei Qingyu's back very carelessly, and said, "Then come here together."

It may be because she really valued Feng Yue's coming to teach. Under Ji Xiao's instruction, Aunt Wu cleaned up the study room on the first floor that Ji Xiao used to practice calligraphy. The flowers have long since disappeared.

The sun shines through the glass sliding door on the side, bringing the brightness of the room.

Wei Qingyu probably figured out the situation, and understood that Feng Yue was the teacher Ji Qingyun invited to tutor Ji Xiao.

However, Wei Qingyu didn't understand how Ji Xiao, who was still arrogant and unyielding in front of Ji Qingyun, would start to learn these things.

There was a soft opening sound from the sliding door leading to the backyard on one side, and Feng Yue took advantage of the gap between the end of a class to go out to get some air.

As the sliding door was closed again, a new beam of sunlight was refreshed along with the black door frame, brightly falling on Ji Xiao's side face.

Because at home, Ji Xiao dressed more casually, she didn't even comb her hair, it was loosely on her shoulders.

Wei Qingyu seldom saw Ji Xiao with loose hair, and the light through her black hair softly depicted the girl's side face, softening the heroic spirit between her eyebrows a lot.

Wei Qingyu quietly shifted her eyes a little to look at Ji Xiao, starting from her plump forehead, passing over her eyelashes, lips, and finally down her fair neck into the snow-white open neckline. , causing Wei Qingyu's throat to roll subconsciously.

Now Ji Xiao is used to writing with her left hand, and her brand new notebook is filled with her handwriting that is almost the same as her own.

Every stroke, Wei Qingyu has never seen a correct attitude.

Xu Shi noticed the eyes of the people beside him who hadn't left for a long time, Ji Xiao raised her head in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Wei Qingyu didn't expect Ji Xiao to raise his head so suddenly, before he could react, the kumquat hit the green.

The rustling sound of pens scribing across the paper stopped, and the room suddenly became quieter, and Wei Qingyu's voice was rarely hoarse.

The second hand of the clock on the wall clicked softly.

Wei Qingyu reacted for a second, then pretended nothing had happened, raised his gaze upwards without a trace, and replied flatly: "It's nothing, I'm looking at Teacher Feng."

Ji Xiao didn't doubt it either, she pulled Wei Qingyu's sleeve and said, "That's just right, I don't understand this case, please explain it to me."

Hearing the words, Wei Qingyu calmly withdrew her gaze that was not interested in Feng Yue, looked down at the question Ji Xiao pointed to herself, and said, "Let me think about it, I remember that this case should have a prototype... some At that time, we have to analyze why the team leader made such a decision based on the environment at that time..."

Different from the private education given to me at Wei's house, the lessons Feng Yue taught Ji Xiao were more basic and took longer.

At the end of the afternoon class, the sun was already hanging in the sky, and a golden line separated the sky from the ground.

The two stood at the door to bid farewell to Feng Yue, and went back to the house together.

Ji Xiao looked at Wei Qingyu who was standing beside her, recalled the cute surprise on her calm little face at noon, and took the initiative to confess: "I know all about it."

Wei Qingyu knew the meaning of Ji Xiao's words, and the blankness on his face turned into surprise.

Ji Xiao pursed her lips and smiled, took out a fruit wine that had been chilled earlier from the refrigerator, and invited, "Would you like to drink and chat in the backyard?"

Wei Qingyu nodded when she heard the words, and followed Ji Xiao towards the backyard, a little nervous and a little relieved.

In fact, she has delayed this matter for a long time, and she should have confessed it as early as Ji Xiao's birthday.

It's just that this delay came to today, and Ji Xiao took the initiative to bring it up.

The night is very good tonight, the moon is not bright, but the sky is covered with stars.

Ji Xiao sat on the padded wooden platform at the door, and handed the opened aluminum can to Wei Qingyu: "I know everything about the relationship between Teacher Feng Yue and you, the relationship between Chen Linji and you, Liu Yueliu The relationship between Hu and you, and the fact that you want to get back your inheritance from my father."

Wei Qingyu's fingertips just touched the jar, and the cold temperature snatched the warmth from her hand.

She looked at Ji Xiao in surprise, and said, "When did you..."

"After you went out a few days ago, my father came to see me, and he told me everything." Ji Xiao opened a can for herself as she spoke.

She looked very free and easy, but Wei Qingyu felt a little sorry.

What I say and what others say are completely two different concepts.

Wei Qingyu lowered her gaze, looked at the fruit wine she was holding in her hand, and said, "I'm sorry, I let you know in this way."

Ji Xiao shook her head, not at all harsh.

She smiled at Wei Qingyu, with a bit of complacency in her tone: "Everyone thinks we should be enemies, but how could they expect us to sit and drink together?"

Hearing what Ji Xiao said, Wei Qingyu couldn't help laughing.

Both Ji Qingyun and Chen Linji are trying their best to separate them, wanting them to confront each other and become enemies.

But how can they do things that even fate can't do?

The light-strength alcohol slid along the girl's lips and into her throat, bringing a little bit of burning sensation.

Wei Qingyu looked at the girl who just opened the heavy door of the shopping mall this afternoon, and asked, "Then... are you still going to be a teacher?"

Ji Xiao shook the jar in his hand, and shook his head briefly and heavily.

Sure enough, even though she had done a lot of psychological construction for herself, she still felt reluctant when asked about it.

But what is the use of reluctance?

A person with empty hands can't even protect the person he likes.

Ji Xiao took a sip of his wine, and half-jokingly said: "My father threatened me, saying that if I don't come back to inherit the family's company, he will kick me out. I have such a wall of figures, how can I be willing?"

"It's just...reluctantly."

Hearing Ji Xiao's relaxed tone and seeing the relaxed smile on her face, Wei Qingyu immediately knew that what Ji Xiao said was not true.

There must be other reasons for Ji Xiao to give up the ideal he swore at the beginning.

And the reason she least expected was herself.

Wei Qingyu: "But are you happy learning this? Being a teacher is your ideal, isn't it?"

Ji Xiao didn't answer directly, but threw the question back to Wei Qingyu: "What about your ideal, Wei Qingyu? Actually, you don't want to do these things, do you?"

If it wasn't for the sudden death of his parents, if it wasn't for his precious inheritance being seized by his father's friends.

Who would choose to bear all this at a young age.

Wei Qingyu was also silent.

The night wind gently blew across the girl's side face, bringing her a poetic mood.

In fact, Wei Qingyu's childhood dream was to be a writer, and Xu Manlin also intended to train her in this direction.

It's just that fate made people, she had to choose to suppress it in her heart, and only occasionally went back to her home and dug out her past things to take a few seconds to miss it.

Ji Xiao took a sip of his wine, looked up at the dark night, and said, "Actually, it shouldn't be said that things backfired, but that we made a deal with our ideals and destiny."

"For something more important than ideal."

Saying that, Ji Xiao withdrew her raised head and looked at Wei Qingyu.

And Wei Qingyu also looked at Ji Xiao at this moment.

The night is dark and the stars are shining.

She saw herself in Ji Xiao's eyes.

Ji Xiao held up the pot in his hand, stretched it out in front of Wei Qingyu, and said with a bit of ease: "Come, respect the ideal."

"clatter."

Wei Qingyu came back to her senses calmly, and touched the jar in her hand to Ji Xiao's jar.

The two fingers touched lightly at this moment, and the smell of peach brandy wafted over.

She looked at the wine in her hand and the girl sitting with her, and when Ji Xiao was about to take the wine jar back, she added: "I also respect fate."

Respect her for sending you back to me again.

As the night darkened, Ji Xiao drank the last can of fruit wine, and his shoulders sank slightly.

Wei Qingyu was so overwhelmed with alcohol that she started to wobble after drinking the third can of wine, and now she leaned directly on her shoulder.

There were two clusters of peach-like pink on the girl's plain face, and a few strands of hair straddled her soft and tender cheeks, which made people feel a little protective.

The fan-like eyelashes spread out on this layer of pink, delicate and lovely.

The drunk man didn't say anything and fell asleep directly.

For some reason, Ji Xiao still had some disappointment. She looked at Wei Qingyu who was sleeping on her shoulder and didn't know what to say for a while.

A gust of cold wind blew past, reminding Ji Xiao that winter nights are very cold, and sleeping people should not be allowed to stay outside.

Ji Xiao carefully moved Wei Qingyu's head that was leaning against her, and gently hugged her up.

Wei Qingyu is very light, and Ji Xiao can hug her without any effort at all.

Her slender legs hung on Ji Xiao's arms like this. They were white and slender, and there was soft warmth attached to the girl's arms.

I don't know if it's because she would take the initiative to seek a sense of security in her sleep, but that quiet little face was particularly active and obediently nestled on Ji Xiao's chest.

It's just that her slightly opened mouth was moist and bright red, and the alcohol-smelling breath was slowly exhaled from her slightly opened lips, and the smell of mint was hot on Ji Xiao's heart.

She looks so innocent and harmless, but she is actually a seductive goblin.

From downstairs to upstairs, it was obviously only half a minute on weekdays, but Ji Xiao walked for 3 minutes.

She carried Wei Qingyu back to her room, feeling her arms were sore.

The girl was placed on her soft bed, her little face that smelled of alcohol was wrapped in a pure white quilt, she was too cute.

Ji Xiao seemed to be looking at this lost and found treasure, pursed her lips and smiled, and couldn't help reaching out to help her tidy up the hair on the side of her face.

It was at this moment that a paragraph of words suddenly popped up in her mind.

【Ji Xiao looks at the girl in front of her who has been through her whole life, uses her life to render the clear waters, and uses death to offer her her carefully prepared last show.

As for her future life, it might be better without herself. 】