Xiangyang-kun, come here

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The weather was getting colder, and the snow started to fall early in the morning as Christmas Day approached.

Even though it was a holiday, I still went for a walk in the morning and went back. The road was so cold that my expression was stiff, and the soles of my sneakers stepped on the cement floor covered with ice, making a slight creaking sound.

I didn’t bring a scarf. After all, it’s still hot after running. Wearing a scarf will make you hotter and more likely to sweat and catch a cold. When it is out of breath, the heat will drop.

I want to continue running back to maintain my body temperature, but the ground here is too slippery, it is better to walk honestly.

I touched my pink hot face, which contrasted sharply with my cold fingers.

Soon even the temperature on the face disappeared.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and when I walked through an intersection, it finally looked like daytime. The clouds were thick and suppressed the sun, without a trace of sunlight, it was dull and cold, like the air was full of icicles.

I remembered that Xiangyang and I made an appointment to meet tonight and spend Christmas together.

There should be a gift... I thought.

In normal couples, the woman often makes things for the man by herself, but Xiangyang and I are completely reversed.

It was he who made all kinds of things for me with great interest, and I bought things for him... Of course, I chose carefully.

Two weeks ago, he was shy and girlish and handed me a scarf - he said he knitted it himself.

I was very touched. After wearing it for a whole day, I found that the wool was loose and the gap was very large. The result of the heat preservation was very stretched. The next day, I pressed the bottom of the box with a blank expression.

Xiangyang: QAQ

I felt a pang in my conscience, and I planned to hold on for a few more days, but it was Xiangyang who pulled off the scarf again. He was not depressed, and he just said seriously: "No matter what, Xiaohui's body is more important! What if you have a cold? manage?"

No...you don't have a cold, do you?

I refuted him, and he ignored my words in a rare way, and decided to himself: "Please don't wear it anymore!"

I always feel that it is not very good. This is knitted by my boyfriend, and I have to wear it for a while to show off.

So the next day I still wore the red scarf.

……How should I put it, it’s cold and cold, I thought I wouldn’t meet Xiangyang—it’s normal not to meet, he would eat a little faster at noon or simply go to the volleyball court for lunch, hurry up and go to training, lunch break is the choice sexual.

As a result, he seemed to understand my thinking very well, and he grabbed the bag accurately, showing a distant gaze of "I predicted you".

Unusually, he also showed a mixture of happy and slightly angry expressions at the same time.

I looked confused.

Xiangyang took a long breath to adjust, and he returned to his previous appearance. He handed me a small bag while muttering, and said, "Fortunately, I am prepared, here it is for you."

I:"?"

I took it and looked into the bag, it was a dark blue scarf.

In my memory is the style Xiangyang wore.

"...I've worn it before." He was a little awkward, instead of looking at me, he glanced at the wall beside him, and said in a low voice, "It's been washed."

If I hadn't been listening carefully, I might have missed his last sentence.

"Well...thank you." I put on this scarf with a faint fragrance of washing powder without any psychological burden, stuffed the red one into my pocket, and thought about it.

So, as a couple in love, what should I do with this scarf that my boyfriend made but can't wear...

At that moment, countless gossip TV dramas, teenage kids chatting, and scenes of passers-by fighting for love and going to the police station flashed through my mind...and I found out the public's handling route.

I looked natural: "Then I'll keep this at home."

"...Keeping at home!?" Xiangyang was dumbfounded, shouting like a famous painting, and then he stammered, "Please... please don't do this..."

I saw him staring at me stupidly, as if his soul was out of his body, and he didn't realize it: "What's wrong?"

"..." He seemed to swallow the complaint forcefully, held back, couldn't hold back, and still complained slightly, "This is very strange! No one would confess these things, Xiaohui. Absolutely—don't!"

I stared straight at him, looking taught, Xiangyang glanced at him a few times, as if he couldn't bear it at all, he looked away, scratched his head, and his firm voice became erratic again.

"And... there will definitely be better gifts in the future, this time such a bad thing, I don't want to keep it forever..."

Ah, his eyebrows are drooping, and he is as depressed as a puppy in the water.

I couldn't help but feel guilty, and for the first time realized that sometimes I expressed too bluntly... No, I didn't say that his scarf was not warm at all, it was just that he didn't wear it that day. If he asked, I could still say that he didn't want to Dirt or something - because there is indeed such a reason, but Xiangyang has determined the main reason, not the secondary reason, almost without asking.

Then again, he's as sharp as a natural black.

...Forget it, I couldn't hide it.

I'm too lazy to think about it, and I don't want to change anything. If there is a problem, just solve it.

So I expressed extreme disapproval of his frustrated speech, and said seriously: "What are you talking about!"

Xiangyang straightened his back in an instant in the voice of my condemnation, pursed his lips, and straightened his body reflexively, ready to fight.

Very good, after attracting attention is the big truth.

I imitated our Mandarin teacher's tone and said earnestly, "How can you think like that? You're not allowed to think like that!"

"..."

Xiangyang looked at it for a long time with a sullen face, and I looked back without fear.

We just stared at each other.

Until Xiangyang waited for a long time, before I continued to speak, he asked cautiously and hesitantly: "Hey... Is Xiaohui finished?"

"Of course." I wondered, "What else should I say?"

"Generally, this kind of thing should be comforting and guiding?" Xiangyang also hesitated, "For example, encouragement or something..."

Xiangyang couldn't continue talking, and began to wonder why he thought so.

He didn't think so much before, it's all because Senior Xiguxi had an expression of "I understand" and "I will predict" when he learned about the matter today, he smiled triumphantly and said: Oh Xiangyang, this is the traditional comfort of a girlfriend The link to encourage boyfriends!She will definitely cheer you up by telling you that the scarf is something that she is very happy with and so on and so forth.That's what the game says!You should be blah blah blah blah blah.

Xiangyang listened to him seriously, and only took notes, in order to do the best possible response.

It was only now that he suddenly woke up, the gentle and comforting style in game comics seemed not suitable for Xiaohui at all...

Although his intuition EQ is very good, Xiangyang never thinks so. He thinks that he has stepped on good luck to have such a lovely girlfriend. A novice, stumbled and groped secretly.

Of course he was very nervous, he was nervous all the time, he was not so comfortable, even the occasional teasing and guiding Xiaohui came from his intuition, his subconscious... But he himself was still afraid of making mistakes and making her sad Sentimental teenager.

It's just that the person Xiangyang likes is very special.

It's so special that she only needs a sincere heart and a straightforward expression, and she can give the most authentic feedback without any adulteration.

Those eyes never seemed to be completely lost, never to think they were different.

Thinking of this, he blinked nervously again, wanting to take back what he just said.

I don't know Xiangyang's heart is surging at the moment, he is just thinking.

Ah... I feel like I'm on the wrong track, but I feel like I said it well.

I humbly asked, "So what is the purpose of these words?"

"Hmm..." Xiangyang seemed to be about to say something, but I preempted him. He used to think according to my words first, "...let me stop thinking like that?...Wait, let's skip it..."

He faltered, and I tapped my palm with my fist, "It's all the same then."

"...Huh?" Xiangyang was stuck.

I said: "Since the purpose is to prevent you from thinking like this, then I will directly tell you not to think like this, isn't it the same?"

"...Well..." Xiangyang pursed his lips, his eyes suddenly sparkled, he seemed to like my "drawing answer method" very much, and he also followed my fist to tap the palm of his hand, and suddenly realized, "That's right! Because Xiaohui said it , I will definitely listen."

Hey, the performance traces of pretending to be enlightened are too heavy.

But he said the last sentence with a look of true feelings, and he felt that his "tail" was about to wag afterimages in a trance.

I nodded and walked towards the classroom. He immediately stood side by side with me, leaned closer, and stared at me without looking at the road, with an involuntary smile on his lips.

I turned my head and looked at him, and his smile widened.

Canyang hides his smile, anyone can see the uncontrollable love in his eyes, overflowing, floating in the air, and rushing towards me obediently.

I watched quietly, and after a few seconds, Xiangyang didn't blink his eyes anymore, and his smile became stronger, his eyes were tightly glued to my face, and he couldn't help but linger.

"Xiaohui, you are smiling."

"Well, because I'm happy." I honestly expressed my feelings.

"...Me too. I really like Xiaohui..."

He is equally honest.

But hotter than me.

……

After the recollection, it was only last week, but my recollection was hazy and covered with a layer of gauze, only his smile was clearly visible.

I quickened my pace and went home, had breakfast with my mother, cleaned the house, chatted with Sakai and the others and sent holiday text messages.

[Sakai]: Who did you date?

I don't know why, but I vaguely remember her asking.

[Small painting]: Xiangyang.

[Xiaohui]: Didn't you ask Sakai?

[Sakai]: What if there is an emergency?What to do if no one is with you.

I was moved and decided to learn Xiangyang.

[Xiaohui]: I'm so touched.I really like you Sakai.

[Sakai]: ...

After a long time, it was so long that I thought a relative had come to her house.

[Sakai]: Of course!Who else can compare to my friend!

[Hua Qi]: Ah...maybe, you are chatting in the group chat...

That's right, Sakai's hand trembled as if he had posted in the wrong place. Fortunately, there are only three of us in this group, so Sakai shouldn't feel ashamed...

【"Sakai" has been withdrawn】

I:"?"

【Flower Qi】: Merry Christmas Xiaoe Sakai~

[Xiaohui]: Merry Christmas.

[Sakai]: ...Merry Christmas...

[Sakai]: No!Tomorrow is Christmas!Christmas Eve today!

I fell silent.

[Hua Qi]: Ah, I made a mistake.

The three of us chatted for a while before quieting down.

I sat at my bedroom desk, put down my phone, and glanced at the presents on the table.

It's actually not very expensive.

I began to wait for my date tonight, Xiangyang was unusually silent today, and he didn't chat with me online.

At the appointed time, night fell, and I was standing at the intersection of the commercial street, and he sent the second text message of the day - the first one was an unshakable good morning.

[Xiangyang]: Look behind!

I looked back, Xiangyang was running over wearing a down jacket, panting, he seemed to have been running for a long time, he grabbed my hand, his breath filled with white air, he smiled, "Come on!"

Me: "What...?"

Before I could react, I was dragged away, so I had no choice but to hold it tightly, and my palms were pressed tightly, tightly fitting.

Going around the crowd, ran to another street, in the middle of the small square, crowded with people, he pulled me to stop in front of a huge Christmas tree.

Xiangyang was laughing excitedly, his whole body glowing with delight and anticipation, he looked at the Christmas tree and gestured to me, "Look."

The boy's smile is really full of vitality, like the warm sun.

I looked up.

——At the same moment, the bell of the commercial street rang, and it sounded long and far, resounding in the ears. superior.

I have seen the scene where the street lights of the school are turned on at the same time, but the street lights of the commercial street are obviously more shocking and have a strong contrast.

The difference is that the decoration on the huge Christmas tree finally comes in handy, when it is powered on, colorful lights shine into the pupils.

The night is like day, and the warm lamp is hung.There was a lot of voices.

I stared at the colorful lights of the Christmas tree in a daze.

"Actually, it's very ordinary..." Xiangyang said embarrassedly, "But I think the Christmas tree should be pretty, so I brought Xiaohui here..."

Before he finished speaking, I turned my head with shining eyes and kissed Xiangyang's face directly, and looked straight at him with eyes reflecting the lights of street lights and shops.

Xiangyang also stared at me as if his mind was stagnant.

I raised my head slightly and said, "I forgot, what should I say when we met just now?"

"..." Xiangyang lowered his eyes, and it took him a while to find his own voice. The boy's voice was half green and half mature, and it rang clearly in my ears in the bustling street, "...Long time no see, little boy painted."

In fact, it's only been more than a week since I haven't seen much, which is far from the time before the peak of his competition, but he seems to think so.

I seriously replied: "I miss you so much."

Xiangyang's throat seemed to be dry due to the momentary surge of emotion, he looked at me without blinking his eyes: "Me too...me too...me too..."

Completely lost in a daze, she couldn't help confiding in her heart: "I really like Xiaohui..."

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