You are like the moon in the sky

Su Yuan’s tickets are for weekends. In fact, it’s perfectly fine if it’s changed to Saturdays. It’s just because Yan Linhe has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Every time I do things, I have to arrange them in advance. Like the current one, it’s an unplanned thing, so I always want to start again. Change the itinerary.

It was already evening today, Su Yuan didn't know how much Yan Linhe was going to change, but she was not in a hurry, so she went with the flow and said it was a ticket for the weekend.

In fact, what Su Yuan said earlier about getting tickets for free was true, but it wasn't just because her family was an investor—the tickets for the premiere had already been watched, and now they were getting tickets for the theater.

Perhaps because of the appointment with Su Yuan, Yan Linhe always felt that this Saturday passed quickly. Her father drank for two days in a row and made the house rattling at night. Yan Linhe was not annoyed at all, even Can hum a song.

There were only a few pieces of clothing in her cupboard, and she insisted on taking out a white shirt from inside, with a small red vest on the outside, a pair of denim trousers underneath, and clean sneakers underneath.

Before leaving, she took a picture in the mirror, hovered her finger on the edge of the frame for a while, but finally did not take it off.

Turning her hands to the scissors, the scissors stood in front of her bangs that had already covered her eyes, Yan Linhe suddenly closed her eyes.

Click.

A few strands of bangs fell to the ground.

Yan Linhe cleaned his hair and turned his head to look in the mirror again.

I'm so unaccustomed to it, I always feel hot on my forehead.

The field of view is a little wider.

She walked out of the house, just in time to meet her father in the living room.

Her father was lying on the sofa, surrounded by piles of wine bottles, the curtains were all drawn, and the living room looked drowsy, with only a small TV flickering faintly.

Her father glanced at Yan Linhe casually: "Go out?"

Yan Linhe hummed.

Her father asked again: "Who are you going out with?"

"friend."

Her father sneered: "Boyfriend?"

"No, classmate, girl."

Her father stared blankly back at the TV.

After finishing this very short exchange, Yan Linhe left the community again. This time he was lucky, there was no one in the alley, Yan Linhe successfully walked through the alley, and was going to go to the movie theater that the two of them had agreed upon.

Yan Linhe had done his homework in advance and was preparing for the bus stop when he heard someone shouting.

"Yan Yan!"

It was Su Yuan.

Su Yuan happened to be waiting for Yan Linhe at the place where the two separated.

Seeing Yan Linhe, Su Yuan was obviously relieved: "Fortunately, you passed this road."

Once a stranger and second acquaintance, Yan Linhe sat in the car and asked, "If I don't take this road, wouldn't it be a waste of time for you to wait."

Su Yuan chuckled: "It's okay, anyway, I'm on the way. Your house will play a section ahead, and then turn right. Do you know A World Trade Center? My house is near there."

Yan Linhe really knew.

That place is very expensive, and it is one of the most expensive places in the whole city. Yan Linhe once took a look at it from a distance.

She paused, and said, "I know. But I will feel sorry for making you wait in vain."

Su Yuan said bluntly, "Okay, then I'll tell you next time, but don't you often drive Penguin?"

Because important news is usually notified in school, or it is a direct text message plus Penguin to send two copies to prevent someone from missing the news.

The class group was a crowd of people, and Yan Linhe couldn't get in, so he directly set no reminder message.

Yan Linhe pursed his lips: "How do you know?"

Naturally, it was because Su Yuan had asked for Yan Linhe's Penguin number as soon as school was over, but she waited and waited, but there was no news of her agreement.

Su Yuan, who is an Internet addicted girl, guessed that Yan Linhe probably didn't use Penguin very often—maybe he didn't even set up notification reminders, so whether Yan Linhe could see it was entirely up to luck.

Fortunately, she was lucky.

In addition, she chatted with Yan Linhe all night later, and it can be basically judged that not only does Yan Yan not use penguins, but she doesn't even use her mobile phone very much.

Su Yuan chuckled, and said again: "I guess, but since that's the case, why don't you just give me your mobile phone number?"

"..." Yan Linhe was a little puzzled, "Don't you have any?"

She took out her mobile phone and put the phone number in front of Su Yuan.

Su Yuan saved the phone number accordingly, feeling extremely wronged: "No, you didn't tell me."

The mobile phone numbers and Penguin numbers of the people in the class are public, Yan Linhe thought that Su Yuan had found out.

Su Yuan really has a channel to find out.

When she asked for Yan Linhe's penguin number, many people asked if they should also send her Yan Linhe's mobile phone number.

Su Yuan is a principled person. After getting the Penguin account, unless Yan Linhe passes through, there is no way to start a chat, but the mobile phone number is different.

Su Yuan justly refused.

"That's not good." Su Yuan explained, "It's already very rude to inquire about your information without your consent, especially such private information as your mobile phone number. Ah, there will never be a next time about Penguin."

Su Yuan promised: "As long as you don't want to, I won't ask any more."

"I don't mind." Yan Linhe suddenly said.

Su Yuan was stunned: "What?"

Yan Linhe is the kind of person who, once she has made up her mind to do something, will not leave a way out, but the process of her making up her mind requires constant psychological construction.

It could be days, it could be a month, it could even be a year.

It is possible that she did not make a decision until the matter was over.

What Yan Linhe was afraid of was not the matter itself, but the matter of making a decision.

——It would be great if someone could help make a decision.

This mentality is undoubtedly a bit morbid.

Normally, if others force themselves to do something, it should only make people feel irritable.

But for Yan Linhe, she needs such a person to rely on, who is her spiritual pillar.

Besides, Su Yuan's speed is very well grasped.

For example, she asked for Yan Linhe's penguin number, but she didn't ask for her mobile phone number, and now she told Yan Linhe about it.

Not only helped her make a choice, half forced her to move forward, but also returned part of the right to choose to Yan Linhe.

Yan Linhe emphasized: "I don't mind if it's yours."

"Okay." Su Yuan replied with a smile, "By the way, I've wanted to ask for a long time, did you cut your bangs a bit?"

"Yeah." Yan Linhe touched his bangs in front of him unaccustomedly, "How about... I should keep it back?"

"Don't, don't!" Su Yuan said, "It's very beautiful!"

She thought about it, and expressed her feelings: "Like a little angel who descended into the world."

Yan Linhe's face flushed instantly.

The driver was still the one who sent Yan Linhe back last time, and said with a smile, "Miss, your adjective will make Miss Yan feel embarrassed."

Su Yuan hummed twice, "Okay."

There was no exaggeration in her words.

The bangs have been cut off, and even though there are still wide glasses covering half of the face, the delicate and full forehead and the eyes in the eye sockets can already be seen.

If you look closely, Yan Linhe's pupils are not completely black, but dark brown with a bit of transparency. Under the sunlight, they become half glass, with slender eyelashes flying up and down.

When he got close, he could even see the soft down on Yan Linhe's face.

When Su Yuan went to church with her classmates, she had seen the appearance of an angel on the colorful glass, which was quiet and beautiful. I am afraid that the angel herself did not realize how bright her eyebrows were when she was in the sun.

This is what Yan Linhe looks like now.

The two chatted casually and went to the cinema.

Because it was the weekend, there was a lot of people, and there were only one-on-one crowds coming and going. Su Yuan got a VIP ticket, so she didn't have to wait. After saying hello to the manager, she could directly enter the theater.

The two found a seating area to sit, while the waiter delivered popcorn to the seats.

Su Yuan sighed: "Fortunately, you are with me, otherwise it would be too lonely to come alone. I am so lucky to have met you soon after returning to China."

Yan Linhe smiled a little: "Me too."

She is actually the luckiest person.

Ten minutes before the movie started, Su Yuan turned on her phone and asked, "Where are you going to buy light bulbs?"

Yan Linhe reported a place name.

That place is 10 minutes away from the movie theater. After searching, Su Yuan said, "In this case, let's see what we have for lunch!"

She moved the chair to the side of Yan Linhe, placed her mobile phone in front of Yan Linhe, and lay down on the table.

The decoration that Su Yuan tied her hair with today was still a red bow, but the style was different from what she saw a few days ago.

The golden hair floated onto Yan Linhe's arm.

Yan Linhe smelled the faint fragrance of flowers from Su Yuan's body.

Little by little, she leaned towards Su Yuan.

Before touching it, Su Yuan first leaned on Yan Linhe, lazily flipping through the nearby delicacies: "What do you want to eat? Hot pot? Barbecue?"

"Will these taste too strong?"

In Yan Linhe's mind, people like Su Yuan should eat Japanese and Western food.

What's more, Su Yuan came back from studying abroad.

Su Yuan asked: "Well, I'm free, so do you want to eat Japanese food or Western food?"

Yan Linhe has never eaten.

But after watching some related videos, I can't understand it.

She hesitated, afraid of making a joke.

Yan Linhe said: "Yes."

Su Yuan immediately understood that this meant that she wanted to eat hot pot or barbecue more.

She quickly ruled out Japanese food and Western food from the options: "I'm tired of eating recently, let's change."

The phone slid down, and a shop with a distinctive style appeared in front of the two of them.

Click in and see that the decorations inside are very cartoonish, even the logo is an anime character, holding a hot pot bowl, which is lifelike, and next to it is a small animal that has heard the smell and heard the news.

Su Yuan looked at the evaluation: "How about this one?"

Yan Linhe smiled and said, "Because it's cute?"

"It's not as cute as your drawing." But there was indeed a reason. After seeing the painting on the pattern, she suddenly remembered that when she saw Yan Linhe for the first time, she also saw the small animals she drew.

Ten thousand times cuter than the picture.

Su Yuan tentatively asked: "You draw, can you draw people?"

This cautious tone...

Could it be... Su Yuan figured out that she secretly painted Su Yuan?

Yan Linhe's heart skipped a beat.

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The author has something to say:

Miss Su is actually a boastful 0v0

感谢在2021-07-3023:12:01~2021-07-3122:52:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!