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The summer is getting stronger, the green is getting more and more dyed, and every day is a sunny day that makes people feel good.

Ruan Jing continued to stay at Qin Xijue's house on weekends.

This Saturday, Ruan Jing was worried that he would not be able to calm down to draw after going to Qin Xijue's house, so he got up early and drew ten portrait sketches at home.

After eating at home again, I went out with ease.

He arrived at the gate of the destination house, just in time to meet the old lady coming out of Grandma Su's house opposite, with a faint smile on her face and a box of things in her hand.

Curiously, Ruan Jing looked over and saw that it was a box of cookies, probably just out of the oven, exuding a sweet and tempting heat.

Grandma Su, who followed behind, took Ruan Jing's hand affectionately. Ruan Jing had a good impression of this enthusiastic Grandma Su, because she boasted that she was as good-looking as the little people who sang and danced on TV.

Grandma Su mentioned that she and the old lady watched a Western-style dessert program recently. It happened that they had tools at home. The two old ladies devoted themselves to research for a while, and first made a bunch of cookies.

Unexpectedly, I will do more when I am happy.

Ruan Jing glanced at the pile of cookies, thinking how happy this must be.

After entering the house, Qin Xijue was still taking a shower in the bathroom on the second floor.

Grandma Su walked to Ruan Jing's personal painting display wall with her hands behind her back, admiring the paintings that had painted herself, and repeatedly praised Ruan Jing for his achievements.

The old lady took out a small stack of gift bags bought in the supermarket, planning to pack the biscuits and ask Ruan Jing to take them to school to distribute to him and Qin Xijue's friends.

Ruan Jing had nothing to do, so he also went to help.

The old lady was busy for a while, and suddenly said worriedly: "Ruan Ruan, does he have any friends at school?"

Ruan Jing was taken aback, but couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud on the spot, thinking that the old lady knew Qin Xijue too well.

Just as he was about to answer, he noticed movement upstairs behind the old lady. He glanced at it and saw that Qin Xijue was leaning against the guardrail on the second floor, wiping his wet hair with a helpless expression on his face.

It seems that I heard what the old lady said just now.

Ruan Jing laughed so hard that he almost shook the biscuit out of his hand.

However, Qin Xijue is a bit reticent and indifferent. Even in high school A, he still has friends like Lu Song.

The old lady caressed his back worryingly, and Ruan Jing finally breathed out with a smile: "Don't worry, grandma, he is very popular at school."

He didn't lie either, Qin Xijue was indeed a school-level male god.It's just that the boss himself doesn't like to talk to others. If he didn't get to know him because of the business, it's still unknown whether these bags of biscuits can be given away.

The old lady finally nodded in relief.

Ruan Jing also noticed that the relationship between the old lady and Qin Xijue has always been awkward.

Although the two of them haven't figured out the reason why the old lady decided to live here, they can also see that the old lady cares about both of them.

But the attitude towards Ruan Jing is very different. Facing Ruan Jing, he is a gentle and loving ordinary elder. When he changed to Qin Xijue, he was awkward and unwilling to express his concern directly for no reason, and occasionally said a few words with a bit of trouble The meaning of temper.

Qin Xijue couldn't think of a way to do this, he didn't know how to get along with his elders, not to mention the old lady couldn't get along, so it took a lot of time and thought just to let the old lady take care of him.

The biscuit was almost packed, Ruan Jing ran upstairs.

Qin Xijue was standing on the balcony of his bedroom basking in the sun, his half-wet hair was as black as a crow's wings, the sun was dotted with colorful halos, and his eyes were a bit soft when he looked back at the people who came.

Ruan Jing leaned on the fence and couldn't help teasing: "Hey, how serious you are at home makes the old lady worry about your loneliness at school."

Qin Xijue also turned around and leaned against the fence with him, thinking that it was not serious to say: "She doesn't talk to me very much, and if I take the initiative to go over, I will probably ignore her."

Ruan Jing could imagine the scene of getting along, and couldn't help laughing: "Then you usually talk to her about school affairs to enhance your relationship? I feel that the old man likes to listen, and she will know that you have not only friends but also ..."

The train in his mouth was running, and he noticed that the playfulness in the other party's eyes was getting deeper and deeper, and Ruan Jing realized that his nonsense words had come to his mouth, he couldn't help coughing, and hurriedly stopped.

Qin Xijue didn't intend to let him go, and turned to look at him: "What else?"

Ruan Jing looked up at the sky, and added with a serious expression: "...and a kind tablemate."

Qin Xijue laughed, and suddenly took a step closer to him, stretched out his hand to support the fence behind him, and bent slightly to get closer.

The sudden approach made him lean back quickly, but his back could not retreat, leaning against the fence.

And the person in front of him continued to approach, imprisoning him in his arms.

The water droplets with the smell of bath milk slowly evaporated in the sun, turning into a pleasant smell lingering at the tip of his nose, and the warm breath of the person in front of him almost swept across his face.

With a lazy smile in his eyes, Qin Xijue finished his sentence in a low voice in his ear: "There is also a boyfriend."

The stone that Ruan Jing picked up immediately hit his feet, and his face burned quickly, and he couldn't make a complete sentence for a while.

After being with Qin Xijue, this person no longer treats himself like before, taking care of him everywhere but keeping a distance, or those are just the restraint of observing etiquette and upbringing.

Now that the two have confirmed their relationship, they have also acquiesced that he can follow his heart and get close to each other without any worries.

Those provocations are no longer restrained, and sometimes they are even presumptuous and arrogant.

Just like now, not only is the teasing over, but also his eyes sweep Ruan Jing's lips deliberately and meaningfully. Ruan Jing sees a bit of undisguised aggression from his deep eyes, and the coveted part seems to have feathers passing silently generally.

Ruan Jing immediately became red from head to tail.

Just as he froze in place at a loss, the old lady downstairs and Grandma Su walked into the yard. As long as he looked up, he would see the balcony on the second floor.

Only then did Qin Xijue look away with obvious intentions, straightened up slightly, the smile in his eyes did not diminish, but the meaning that made people dare not think deeply gradually faded away.

Qin Xijue raised his hand, and gently wiped the biscuit crumbs off his lips, leaving only a gentle gentleness on his face, as if the scene just now was just his own illusion.

But Ruan Jing was sure that Qin Xijue hadn't planned to let him go if it wasn't for the presence of someone in the yard.

Ruan Jing forced the scene with what little reason he had left, and pretended nothing happened. He flipped his palm, revealing a few small biscuits: "... Do you want biscuits?"

Qin Xijue wiped his hair, and replied: "Yeah." Then he didn't reach for it, just looked at Ruan Jing like this.

Ruan Jing slowly read the meaning from his gaze, he looked around, but no one noticed, so he fed Qin Xijue a small biscuit.

the next day.

Qin Xijue brought several bags of biscuits to the school and distributed them to Lin Bai, Sun Qi, and Shen Wei.

Shen Wei opened her eyes wide and looked at the small biscuits handed over by Qin Xijue. The colorful wrapping paper revealed the festive aesthetics of the elderly, and she couldn't help wondering if this scene was an illusion.

She hurriedly took it over with trepidation.

As a packer and quality inspector, Ruan Jing couldn't help but sell it: "Don't worry, it tastes good, I've tried it."

Shen Hua thought to herself that this once-in-a-thousand-year thing, even if it tastes strange, has to pretend to be delicious in the world.

She ate a piece, but she didn't expect that there was no room for her acting skills, and her face showed admiration without the slightest acting element.

Several people ate small biscuits between classes and praised the old lady's craftsmanship.

Shen Hua glanced at the people around her quietly, then cleared her throat suddenly, and said in a serious tone, "Everyone, I have thought clearly about what I said that day."

Several people looked at Shen Wei one after another, they all knew what Shen Wei said.

That day was when Qin Xijue was treating guests to dinner, and Shen Hua suddenly said that she wanted to transfer to an art class.

This earth-shattering decision made all four present look at her in surprise.

Girls at this age have gradually formed a sense of "self", and more or less always have some deviant ideas.Facing many choices in the future, I also have my own pursuit.

But in Ruan Jing's impression, Shen Hua would not belong to this category.

Shen Wei has been obedient and sensible since she was a child, and devoted herself to her studies. Apart from this, her mother did not allow her to think about other things.

Even the dance class was enrolled by her mother who has a background in dancing.I originally planned to cultivate my interest, but I didn't expect her to like it very much, so I persisted.

When she grew up, her mother was afraid that her interest would affect her studies, but Shen Wei used more efforts to keep this opportunity.

However, as an art student, Ruan Jing knows best that turning a hobby into a profession requires more than just love.

It is not easier than culture class.

Immediately entering the third year of high school, if Shen Wei regrets halfway through, it is basically the same as going the wrong way.

Shen Wei faced everyone's gaze and continued, "I've weighed the pros and cons of the analysis you gave me for a long time. I carefully studied the professional books I applied for. The teacher said that I can use it to motivate myself, but I'm not interested in those at all... ..."

Lin Bai felt the same way, and nodded quickly: "I am also like this!"

Sun Qi hurriedly held him down: "Don't make trouble, can you be the same, you don't like studying at all."

Shen Hua was teased and smiled, and said softly: "I was thinking, from now on, do my choices have to conform to other people's wishes?"

She has been a good girl all her life, except for dancing, there is almost nothing she chooses because she likes it.

As a sports student, Sun Qi also knows how painful it is to balance both sides: "Have you thought about it, your grades are so good, and you have so many opportunities to choose."

Shen Wei shook her head, in fact, only she knew that her studies were not very good.

She is not a talented player, nor is she the type of person who likes to immerse herself in research and enjoy learning.Her learning ability is not very good. What others need to spend a little effort to do, she needs to spend three minutes.

Although this decision is too bold, in everyone's eyes, Shen Wei is not a person who is impulsive.Even if the decision was unusual and risky, being able to say it from her mouth proved that she made a deliberate choice.

Ruan Jing thought that since the decision was made, she should walk the path she chose, and others would bless her, so she nodded encouragingly: "As friends, we all support your choice. After you think it over, go ahead and do it."

Qin Xijue also nodded: "You only live once, you can think about it yourself."

Shen Wei thanked them sincerely, but fell silent again.

After they dispersed, Ruan Jing suddenly remembered that he went to Qin Xijue's house on Saturday and had something to tell him.

Who knew that the other party's sudden teasing made him dizzy, and he didn't remember it until now.

Ruan Jing: "Do you have time this weekend? Go somewhere with me."

Qin Xijue was a little surprised, Ruan Jing had been busy drawing during the last weekend, even when he came to his house, he would find time to draw a few pictures, unexpectedly he had time to go out.

Opportunities are rare, and if you don’t have time, you have to make time.

Ruan Jing touched his head embarrassingly: "It's the first time I do this kind of thing, and I'm not very good at it, so give me courage!"

Qin Xijue raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, what else could make Ruan Jing feel afraid to go up?