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Tang Ming pulled over the car and stopped, neither of them continued talking.

Zuo Shiyun didn't continue to explain, probably it wasn't about her in the first place, the more she was anxious to explain, the more she wanted Tang Ming to believe, the more she would be suspected.

Everyone has such a rebellious mentality.

It's not that Tang Ming doesn't believe in Zuo Shiyun's behavior at all.

Among the class committee members in their class, only Zuo Shiyun was the type who hadn't been disliked by his classmates for a year, and he was able to do this because Zuo Shiyun would not intentionally make trouble for everyone.

Tang Ming knew very well that even if Zuo Shiyun could say such a small report in a joke, it was just what Zuo Shiyun looked like in her eyes.

So she was probably just in a bad mood, and took advantage of the situation to vent her anger on Zuo Shiyun.

She didn't know why she lost her temper with Zuo Shiyun, but she seemed to understand clearly in her heart that only Zuo Shiyun would bear her anger and calm down her dissatisfaction afterwards.

She couldn't explain what kind of feeling it was... She instinctively wanted to get closer, and instinctively wanted to ask Zuo Shiyun for it.

"Cold, are you leaving?" Zuo Shiyun shrank behind Tang Ming and asked.

Originally, she didn't wear a lot of clothes, and she would feel cold when taking the bus or walking normally, but she wouldn't be cold, but now she was taken by Tang Ming at the fastest speed of the battery car for a while, and the cold wind whistling in her ears had already blown her away. Thoroughly.

Following Zuo Shiyun's voice, Tang Ming came back to her senses. She turned around and glanced at the person behind her who was warming herself with her arms folded. She wanted to apologize, but curled her lips in embarrassment.

"Hold it." Tang Ming said in a very low voice, and turned back at the same time.

"What?" Zuo Shiyun didn't hear clearly, and really didn't hear clearly.

Tang clearly disagreed, she only thought Zuo Shiyun was pretending, after all, she felt that the voice she spoke just now was really loud, and it was really impossible that she didn't hear it.

She didn't answer, and started the car again, this time at a much slower speed.

Zuo Shiyun poked her head in the back suspiciously, but with her posture and position sitting behind her, no matter how much she leaned forward, it was impossible to see the expression on Tang Ming's face.

She was still cold, even though the autumn wind had become gentle, it couldn't warm her body up.

"Tang Ming, let me give you a hug!" Zuo Shiyun conveyed her thoughts to Tang Ming.

Although Tang Ming didn't answer, Zuo Shiyun knew that Tang Ming didn't refuse, and because the speed of the car was steady, he knew that Tang Ming believed in her.

So after she notified, she lay her whole body on Zuo Shiyun's back, wrapping her arms around her waist to tightly circle Tang Ming.

Tang Ming looked down at the hand wrapped around her waist, stabilized the handlebar with one hand, touched it with the other to test the temperature...

So cool!

Feeling the cold temperature, her heart suddenly felt a feeling that she had abandoned for a long time. The name of that feeling was "self-blame".

It was a feeling that was fading from her character as her mother died and her father became increasingly absent.

As long as you don't worry about the things around you, as long as you don't "responsible", you won't take responsibility, and you won't blame yourself when you don't do well.

In recent years, Tang Ming lived like this.

Tang Ming didn't warm up Zuo Shiyun's hands. She turned around at the crossroads and drove towards the direction where she could buy something for Zuo Shiyun to replenish her heat even though she was a little far away from home.

Zuo Shiyun noticed the change of direction, but didn't ask. She just wanted to hug Tang Ming. If possible, she even wanted to put her hands in Tang Ming's clothes, and use Tang Ming's stomach to warm her hands.

"Put your hand in my pocket," Tang Ming broke the silence in Zuo Shiyun's fantasy, "It can be a little warmer."

She didn't want Zuo Shiyun to get sick because of her.

Zuo Shiyun didn't hesitate, and immediately stuffed his hands into Tang Ming's pockets. Although it was still cold, it was a little more comfortable than being blown by the cold wind without any obstruction.

Tang Ming and Zuo Shiyun stopped at the door of the milk tea shop, looked ahead, and asked in a low voice without daring to turn his head: "Go in and sit for a while? I'll buy you a hug."

"I want to, it's too cold!" Zuo Shiyun didn't want to choose.

She stood up and walked to the side to wait for Tang Ming to lock the car.

Their location is already some distance from the school, and this is a relatively remote milk tea shop, so they should not be seen by familiar classmates.

Only then did Tang Ming look at Zuo Shiyun, no longer suspecting that she was pretending, locked the car, and walked into the milk tea shop with her.

"What do you want to drink?" Tang Ming looked at Zuo Shiyun and asked, but before she could answer, she added, "Order yourself."

"Pudding milk tea, it's hot, thank you." Zuo Shiyun ordered gently and politely.

"Same as her." Tang Ming continued.

After getting the milk tea, the two sat down in the small box. Tang Ming didn't rush to drink, and gave Zuo Shiyun his own to warm his body.

Zuo Shiyun drank a cup, hugged a cup, replenishing calories from inside and outside.

After her body gradually recovered, she looked at Tang Ming who was playing with her mobile phone and asked, "Why didn't you hand in the dictation?"

"I don't want to hand it in." Tang Ming didn't look up.

"Why?" Zuo Shiyun tried to ask.

Only then did Tang Ming stop typing, looked up at Zuo Shiyun who was sitting opposite, and replied seriously: "Secret."

Zuo Shiyun looked into Tang Ming's eyes. When Tang Ming answered, she was not joking, she was very serious, and she didn't like the attitude of being questioned continuously.

"Then let me see you write math for a while, I don't want to go out for now." Zuo Shiyun immediately changed the subject.

However, this is just another direction that Tang Ming doesn't want to hear.

"Can you be a human being? Just stay here for a while and watch me do my homework?" Tang Ming asked in disbelief.

She really couldn't understand Zuo Shiyun's brain circuit. Even if she promised her father to give her tutoring, she wouldn't be so conscientious, so don't let this little time go.

"Then... can I sit with you?" Zuo Shiyun looked at Tang Ming's impatient look, and proposed a new idea again.

"No." Tang Ming refused.

"Cold!" Zuo Shiyun felt wronged immediately.

Tang Ming narrowed her eyes and looked at Zuo Shiyun, she put her hand on the table and said, "Hand."

Zuo Shiyun obediently put her hand on Tang Ming's. Her palm was warmed by the milk tea, but the back of her hand was still cold.

And even though Zuo Shiyun's palm was much warmer than before, Tang Ming felt that hand was still cold.

"Are you cold?" Tang Ming withdrew his hand and asked thoughtfully.

"Well, a little." Zuo Shiyun thought that Tang Ming agreed, so he got up and prepared to sit beside Tang Ming.

Tang Ming didn't resist, nor did she hide, she moved in, and didn't have time to think about how Zuo Shiyun could sit here to keep warm.

Tang Ming was thinking about her mother.

When she was young, her mother's hands were also cold. When her mother told her stories and watched TV with her, she would put her mother's hands on her neck and her stomach to keep warm...

She would smile and say to her mother: "I will keep my mother warm so that she will not be cold..."

Tang Ming fell into the memories of the past, Zuo Shiyun seized the opportunity and squeezed to sit next to Tang Ming.

She could tell that Tang Ming was thinking about something, and she didn't push her forward. She just quietly leaned against Tang Ming's body, leaning close to her to keep warm.

Zuo Shiyun didn't feel that he was squeezed into Tang Ming, but because of Zuo Shiyun's constant pressure, Tang Ming regained consciousness from the memories of the past.

"Are you going to push me against the wall to make a fireplace? Sit over there!" Tang Ming pushed Zuo Shiyun's shoulder and said angrily.

"Squeeze to keep warm!" Zuo Shiyun's mouth drooped, looking at Tang Ming with aggrieved and pitiful eyes, and reluctantly moved to the side.

Tang Ming sighed inwardly.

He took the unopened cup of milk tea on the table and stuffed it into Zuo Shiyun's clothes.

Maybe it's self-blame, maybe it's sympathy, maybe it's the longing for my mother.

Tang Ming sighed softly, and before Zuo Shiyun could speak, he pulled him into his arms.

She embraced Zuo Shiyun from behind, supported the milk tea on Zuo Shiyun's stomach with both hands, leaned against the wall, and said in a very soft voice: "Just this time!"

Soon, she added irritably:

"If you dare to speak out, you will die!"