I fell in love with my nemesis after accidentally getting smaller

Ye Xingyu could no longer look directly at her high school uniform.

Ever since I was with Ji Wen that night, I listened to Bansu's security brother form a group to catch snakes in the library of High A.

Now when he saw the fountain pen, school uniform, and exercise book, he acted like a conditioned reflex, turned around and ran away on the spot, and beat Ji Wen first.

Oh, and pacifiers and snakes.

Damn, it's too shameful, that's the study room!

He will never wear a school uniform again in this life, and he will be a dog if he wears it again!

When Ye Xingyu spoke harshly, he swears, and within a few hours, he was slapped in the face by himself.

This weekend, there are three days left before the company moves out.

The handover of business manpower is almost done. Ye Xingyu accompanied Ji You to the aquarium yesterday, and today he came to be an oil painting model for his mother, and brought the precious suitcase along the way.

"Are these all for me?"

Ye Yazhi put down her teacup, and looked at a box of small things fondly. Not being able to participate in Ye Xingyu's childhood was her biggest regret. Now these small clothes and toys are a godsend surprise for her.

No luxury cars, villas, jewelry or antiques can compare to this box of small gifts!

"Give it to mom, take it and play with it."

Ye Xingyu waved his hand proudly, feeling a little flattered by his mother's praise.

"Son, you are amazing!"

"At the age of 13, there was a photo with the former governor in the Golden Auditorium?"

"The first prize in the junior group of the National Science and Technology Competition, this certificate has a very high gold content!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooson

Ye Xingyu finally knew from whom he inherited his talent for farting rainbow farts, and his invisible tail was going to stick up into the sky.

"Hahaha... It's nothing. The National Science and Technology Competition is participated by the school as a group unit, and other students and teachers are also credited. It doesn't all depend on me."

Ye Xingyu handed a tissue to Ye Yazhi, who was moved to tears, and blew on the classmates in the same group.

After all, this certificate was the only first prize certificate that was screened out and given to his mother during his schooling career.

Why is it the first prize? Because of this competition, Ji Wen is in his group.

cough.

A carefully packaged item was unpacked, and this was juxtaposed with the certificate, which was a clear and crystal clear crystal trophy. The frosted lowercase letters of the "First Prize in the National Science and Technology Competition" reflect a beautiful halo under the pure white sunlight.

Originally it was a group trophy, which belonged to him, Ji Wen and another classmate, but because the classmate felt ashamed that he didn't put in too much effort in the whole competition, he only took his certificate and left the trophy to him and others. Ji Wen.

Yu.

Hee.

alone.

Family.

Maybe it was frightened by Ye Xingyu's eager eyes staring at the trophy, or maybe it was really like what Ji Wen said, the display cabinets in his house were full and there was no place to put them.

Anyway, Ji Wen turned away coolly at that time, and the trophy fell into Ye Xingyu's hands.

And now, Ye Yazhi carefully picked it up and wiped it repeatedly, igniting the unique source of inspiration in her bones as an artist.

Ye Yazhi suddenly said: "Son, we won't paint autumn scenery today."

Ye Xingyu, who had already picked up the tattered and obsessive artistic cloth clothes to change, tilted his head and asked, "If you don't draw autumn scenery, what should you draw? Do I still need to wear these clothes?"

"Throw it away, you can wear this."

Ye Yazhi handed over Ye Xingyu's very familiar clothes from the box, blue and white, with a golden school badge, and it was his high school uniform!

The smile on Ye Xingyu's mouth was awkward, and he felt an urge to vomit blood.

But Ye Yazhi didn't notice it.

"You must be very handsome the day you received the trophy, right?" Ye Yazhi looked forward to it, but also felt very sad. "At that time, my mother was abroad, so I couldn't see you receiving the trophy on the spot. Today you put on your school uniform and hold the trophy. Let mom draw it as a souvenir?"

"..."

Ye Xingyu couldn't resist his mother's guilty and longing eyes, but he didn't want to break his oath and be a dog, so he tried to struggle and said, "I'll go online to find you photos from that year? I remember that City A Express should have taken a photo on the spot..."

Ye Yazhi was disappointed: "But photos are still different from oil paintings."

Is it different? In the photos on the Internet, Ye Xingyu is just a young man standing next to his classmates and behind the host, bowing deeply to the awarding professor.

But in Ye Yazhi's heart, holding the trophy in his hand, he is the unique and most dazzling light on the podium.

Since returning to China, out of guilt and compensation, Ye Yazhi never controlled Ye Xingyu's life and work too much, but tried her best to be a good mother and cared for him silently.

This was the first time that he made a wish and asked Ye Xingyu to cooperate with her to fulfill it.

Ye Xingyu only persisted for 1 minute, before bowing down under his mother's expectant eyes.

But what the man said was nailed to the board.Ye Xingyu still refused to be a dog from the bottom of his heart, so he went back to Ji's house and brought Ji Wen's white-washed school uniform.

The reason for the mother's nonsense is: his clothes were a little small back then, and Ji Wen's school uniform was one size bigger than him, so it fits right now.

That would not count as a breach of the morning oath, and he was so witty!

...

Being an oil painting model is a long process.

Ye Xingyu stood in the concave shape holding the trophy, chatting with his mother every now and then.

From art to life, somehow they talked about when Ye Xingyu was in school.

The oil painting under his pen took shape, Ye Yazhi said: "You have such good grades, did you suffer a lot in school?"

"How could that be?"

Ye Xingyu's bragging is as true as it is: "Your son is very talented and very smart. He has a good memory for the texts and draws inferences from the example questions. He can take all the monthly and quarterly exams at his fingertips. He can win the first place without reviewing!"

Ye Yazhi was puzzled, and stopped the brush: "But... I remember that every time you took an exam, it seemed that you would be punished miserably because of your unsatisfactory grades."

"..."

Ye Xingyu didn't know that her buttocks were swollen every time she took the exam. Ye Yazhi, who came back to China once a year, had heard about it, and said, "I made a slip of the tongue just now. If I don't review, I can win No.2!"

↑It's a lie, every time I review for the exam, I vomit.

The dark paint was spread little by little, Ye Yazhi looked gentle, and praised earnestly: "No.2 is also very good, all the students in the inner courtyard of A high school are elites, Xiaochen must have worked hard every day to keep this position. "

Ye Xingyu was embarrassed by the praise: "It's not bad, No.1 works harder than me."

Not only must he be vigilant at all times for overtaking in his grades, but also spare time every day to clean up those thorns who find him fault.

Don't brag or criticize, Ji Wen is sincerely hardworking.

"Huh?" Ye Yazhi asked strangely, "Who is No.1? Judging from your tone, could it be the same person all the time?"

"Your neighbor." Ye Xingyu took the opportunity to give Ji Wen a sense of presence, "This guy is simply not human. I have been classmates with him for six years, and he insisted on letting your son sit on the second child's bench for six years."

"I said why your relationship is so good."

Ye Yazhi was amused by his exaggerated expression, and sighed: "You can meet an old classmate who just returned to China when you are in danger. It is also a godsend of luck. It is really destined."

Her favorability for Ji Wen soared, and she continued to paint with a smile, restoring the brightly lit podium in her heart.

The atmosphere was harmonious, and Ye Xingyu, who had been a model for a long time, felt that the time had come, and half-truthfully sighed: "Oh, I wish I had a brother like Ji Wen, I really like him so much."

"Yeah." Ye Yazhi nodded with a smile, and carefully removed the disobedient burrs from the brush.

"..." Seeing being ignored, Ye Xingyu said again, "Mom, don't you like him too? Would you like him to be your son?"

"Ah?" Ye Yazhi was a little confused, and smiled again, "It doesn't matter if I want to, Ji Wen definitely doesn't want to." She shook her head, "It's enough for mom to have you, I don't envy other people's children .”

Ye Xingyu was very moved, but this was not the answer he wanted.

"I mean what if." Ye Xingyu asked again unwillingly.

The paintbrush in Ye Yazhi's hand stopped, she frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly stared seriously at Ye Xingyu who pretended to be innocent: "Are you and Ji Wen—"

Ye Xingyu's heart skipped a beat, he was so nervous that he almost broke the trophy, thinking that he had tested too much today, what the hell did he find out?

Unexpectedly, Ye Yazhi's conversation changed sharply: "Did you ask for help?"

Ye Xingyu: "Pfft."

How could it be possible to do obeisance to one's hand, in this life one would never do obeisance to one's hand, worshiping heaven and earth is almost the same!

Ye Yazhi thought she guessed it right, and smiled helplessly: "This is a matter between you and Ji Wen, you two can handle it privately, and Ji Wen will be very embarrassed if he insists on calling me godmother."

Ye Xingyu wanted to say for Ji Wen that he was not embarrassed at all, he would wake up with a smile in his dreams.

But it was definitely not possible, so Ye Xingyu scratched the wall twice in his heart, and changed the topic cheekily.

"Mom, I want to visit your home abroad when I finish my work in City D."

Ye Xingyu tried hard to blushed, and looked embarrassed, "Didn't you say that there are several streets and parks where the policies are open? I want to go around one by one, it's quite interesting..."

At this moment, Ye Yazhi's paintbrush fell to the ground with a snap. She looked at Ye Xingyu in astonishment, and the expression on her face gradually became annoyed: "What do you want to do in such a place?"

Ye Xingyu said with an innocent expression: "Just take a look."

"Just take a look?" Ye Yazhi obviously didn't believe it, but she didn't want to get angry with her son, so she reluctantly said, "Don't go, it's a place where homosexuals are dating, and if you go and get entangled by someone, it will be a big trouble .”

She picked up the paintbrush and threw it into the bucket with an ugly expression on her face.

The atmosphere was cold, Ye Xingyu thought it was over, it seemed that his mother really didn't like to talk about this.

How can this be done?

Regarding how to confess her sexual orientation to her mother, Ye Xingyu's eyes were darkened, but after all, he must not talk about it again today, otherwise the song will be cool to the naked eye.

Procrastinate... look for opportunities in the future, shall we?

Ye Xingyu comforted himself, recalling Zhou Min's persuasion, and gradually stopped thinking about it.

There is no mother who doesn't want their children to be well. As long as he can live well with Ji Wen and not blush, his mother will figure it out after a long time.

Hold on, persistence is victory!