Xueba, he is always fishing for me [Rebirth]

Ji Qingyan was a little worried. When he hugged Qiu Chi just now, his heart beat violently, as if throwing a lot of Group IA elements into the water.

He didn't know if Qiu Chi had noticed anything strange, Ji Qingyan was still in a state of mind, but fortunately Qiu Chi didn't say anything strange after that, and the small shuttlecock used for drumming and passing flowers didn't fall into their hands again.

Originally, the party before New Year's Day was full of joy and joy. I thought it was the school showing mercy, and the long drought met the rain. Who would have thought that it would be a feint. As soon as the party was over, they were notified to have self-study in the class until six o'clock. Walk.

However, it was Qin Jianqiu who watched the evening self-study of class 4 on Friday night. The school only kept the teachers of each class to watch the self-study, and all other teachers left work early.

Everyone complained endlessly: "The world has been suffering for a long time!"

Qin Jianqiu also complained, "What does it have to do with me?"

She looked at the people in the room eagerly waiting for the holidays: "Well... How about I take everyone to the front door?"

Everyone's eyes gradually cast a layer of doubt, and no one dared to move.

"I won't go to self-study anymore." Qin Jianqiu was also a little confused by their reaction, "OK... okay?"

There was a few seconds of silence in the room, and then there was joy one after another:

"Qin Wang Yingming!"

"Long live King Qin!"

"Hush! Keep your voice down..." Qin Jianqiu was so frightened that he quickly closed the door, and stretched out his hand to make a silent gesture, "Are you afraid that other classes won't hear you?"

She quietly looked at the door, and the other classes probably didn't notice it: "Keep your voice down, pack up your things, and bring your homework. Don't use not bringing it home as an excuse for not doing your homework."

A group of people seemed to be thieves, slowly coming down from the classroom upstairs.

From the teaching building to the entrance, you need to pass through the small limestone playground and basketball hoop, and then you can reach the small side entrance of the school.The janitor must have gone to eat, and no one asked to leave at this time, so all the members of class 4 left school early.

The moment I left the school gate, I was so excited that I couldn't swallow the smile on my face.

The main entrance has been closed because the General Temple is doing maintenance and research. The small side entrance of the school is at the corner of a narrow alley, and there is a car parked not far away. .

A bunch of people came out of the school at the same time, crowded in this narrow and small alley, but they didn't feel blocked.

Others are still forced to be pressed on the head to study by themselves at school, but they have already been on vacation early.

Walking through this road in a crowded way, it will be 2019 soon, the road will not be permanently blocked, and what awaits them is a brand new vast world.

At the end of this small alley is Zhushikou Street. On the opposite side of the road is the building of Guangming Daily. The red cursive script hanging on it is particularly eye-catching under the winter sunset.

Today is a sunny day, and the sunset is also very beautiful. There are a few clouds dyed rose pink in the translucent sky.

I don't know who started running in front at the beginning, but five or six people suddenly ran forward together like stray wild horses.

"Go slowly!" Qin Jianqiu followed behind and shouted, "Don't fall!" It was useless to stop it several times, and she gave up later, and followed a few girls to walk at the end.

The front door was not far away, because the first few people ran wildly at the beginning, the speed of action of the whole class unconsciously accelerated.

It may be that tomorrow is the holiday. There are already many tourists on the pedestrian street. Brand new fiery red Chinese knots are hung on the street lamps. The trees on both sides of the road are also wrapped with colorful lights, but the night has not yet fallen, and the colored lights have not yet come. On the contrary, it adds infinite expectations to people.

"Hey, do you want to eat that ice cream?" Qin Jianqiu pointed to the huge ice cream model next to the store signboard, "I'll buy it for you!"

The little ice cream belongs to Wu Yutai. Wu Yutai is a tea shop, but in the past two years, in order to cater to the tastes and preferences of young people, he has also made a lot of cup tea and mini ice cream.

The ice cream is small in size and has two flavors of green tea and flower tea, but the ice cream machine is limited, and only one flavor can be served every day.

There are not many people in Wu Yutai's store, but there is a long queue at the window that sells ice cream and tea separately at the door.The flavor of the ice cream is very good, there is no bitterness of tea leaves at all, and there is no sweet and creamy taste, only the faint fragrance of flower tea.

I don't know whether it's the high temperature today, or it's just because of the excitement, even when I ate ice cream, my forehead started to absorb sweat.

Qin Jianqiu sat with them on the benches on both sides of the street, and casually asked Qiu Chi if he had time to submit a new essay to the editor recently.

Qiu Chi is very good at gossiping and always has something to say. He casually said to Qin Jianqiu, "Ms. Liang seems to have changed her avatar. No one came out before me and that's her." The editor's surname is Liang.

"That's right! She used to use a pink peach heart's profile picture before, but recently changed it to a pig's profile picture."

Ji Qingyan didn't know the specific content of their chat, and he didn't listen carefully. Tang Haoyang kept breaking up with Lu Peng on the issue of how many times to eat noodles and drink water, and it was very noisy.

But he still caught a very accurate picture of something like Fen Taoxin's head.

Qin Jianqiu stood up from the bench at this time: "Okay, I'm done eating the ice cream, so I won't follow you anymore, today is a fun day." She changed the subject, and said, "But remember to go home early , don’t let the parents worry, and you have to get up on time tomorrow to do your homework review, don’t let it loose because of the holiday, do you know..."

Although Qin Jianqiu is just in his early twenties, occupational diseases have penetrated into his soul. Like his parents, he is worried about everything and has to tell everything in order to be more at ease.

After she left, Ji Qingyan quietly floated to Qiu Chi's side: "Just what Teacher Qin said... What kind of peach heart head portrait?"

"It's an editor sister who is a classmate with Teacher Qin. I sent her the things I wrote before. If she thinks it can be used, she will publish it in a magazine. If she can't use it, she will give me suggestions for revision."

"The profile picture of the editor teacher... is a pink peach heart?"

"Yeah, but she changed to Xiaozhu recently." Qiu Chi continued to escape his thoughts and asked, "Hey, do you like Xiaozhu?"

"... Let's work together." Ji Qingyan thought of the piggy humidifier that Qiu Chi had placed at home before, which was actually quite cute.

He thought of last year, when he first transferred to Class 4, he often saw Qiu Chi chatting with a person whose head was a peach heart, and every time he was thoughtful and frowning... It turned out that he had been thinking too much, he The account that I have worried about for so long and cared about for so long is not a female classmate or a girl I like, but an editor teacher.

Ji Qingyan, who learned the truth, didn't know what it was like, he was a little speechless for a while.Before the ice cream was finished, it began to melt gradually, flowing down the fingertips and onto the back of the hand.

"It's almost melting, why haven't you finished eating yet?" Qiu Chi took the ice cream from his hand and wrapped it on the outermost crispy cone with a clean facial tissue, "Not bad, it's perfect."

Qiu Chi put the modified little cone in Ji Qingyan's other hand, then took out a new tissue, and carefully wiped off the cream on his fingertips and the back of his hand.

Ji Qingyan's hand had just taken the ice cream, and his fingertips were cold. Qiu Chi accidentally touched his cold fingertips while helping him wipe off the cream.Ji Qingyan felt as if he had been scalded, he quickly withdrew his hand, but the moment he pulled it away, Qiu Chi's eyes were faintly disappointed.

Ji Qingyan had an illusion, as if he had done something excessive.But the atmosphere just now was too ambiguous, Ji Qingyan lowered his head, he was afraid that if he took another look, Qiu Chi would find out.

The classmates in the class had also dispersed at this time, and I don't know what shop they all entered.

Sister Goose and Xiaoxiao went to the small bookstore holding hands. Lu Peng wanted to join in the fun, but Tang Haoyang insisted on bringing Qiu Chi and Ji Qingyan with him.

The shop was very small, and when the door was opened to enter, the copper bell hanging on the glass door rang, and the young owner who was watching the shop raised his head, closed the book, and said "Welcome."

It is said to be a bookstore, but there is only one bookcase in the store. Instead, there are dozens of mailboxes of various colors hanging on the wall directly opposite the entrance, with different times posted on them.

On the other side is a shelf with postcards of different patterns on it, and next to it is a sticker saying "buy one for couples, get one free".

Seeing that they had been looking at the mailboxes on the wall, the shop owner introduced: "The postcards of our family are characterized by being sent to the future. These mailboxes on the wall correspond to different sending times. After writing the address and posting the stamps, you can Put the postcard in."

"Today is Saturday, December 2018, 12. It will be the New Year in a few days. If you want to receive it in the New Year, you can put it in the mailbox outside the door. The postman will come to pick it up every day."

"If you want to receive it next year, then put it in the mailbox that says one year. After one year, we will send the postcard to you."

"The time is not fixed, one month or two months, one year or two years, whatever! The longest is five years."

Smiling and exclaiming, "Wow...how about we buy one and try it out." She pointed to the couple postcard and said to Sister Goose, "Buy one and get one free, what a deal!"

Ji Qingyan frowned, pointing to the peach heart logo on the shelf: "But you are not a couple."

Qiu Chi was amused by his serious look: "They wrote that you can buy one and get one free for couples, but it's just the style, and there is no rule that you have to buy it with your couple."

The shopkeeper nodded: "Yes, it's just that you buy one and get one free for this style. You don't need to be a couple, you two little boys can buy it too!"

"Look!" Qiu Chi put his arm on his shoulder, "It doesn't matter if you're not a couple."

Ji Qingyan's ears immediately turned red into strawberry jam. Fortunately, the bookstore was lit in warm orange, so others couldn't see any changes in him.

Qiu Chi has already started to choose patterns: "Brother Yan, let's see what we want..."

Tang Haoyang on the side was obsessed with giving advice to other girls: "This pink is so pretty! Why doesn't anyone want this pink?"

Smiling and disgusted, he said: "You think it looks good, you want this! How timid the color is..."

"Yes! Be timid to match you." Lu Peng put the pink one in Tang Haoyang's hand, "You can buy this one later, don't change it."

Tang Haoyang couldn't understand the aesthetics of these people: "Why are you so timid? This pink is so pretty."

Ji Qingyan had no intention of participating in this postcard selection event, and using the male model among the couple models was already his biggest concession in this matter.

On the other hand, Qiu Chi didn't mind this matter at all, and smiled happily while holding a postcard with a picture of a little girl drawn on it.

After choosing the style, Lu Peng asked: "Then how long will it take for us to receive it? Why don't we choose a long one? How about five years?"

Sister Goose said, "Four years are fine! After four years, we should all be graduating from college."

Xiaoxiao thought for a while, and asked, "But how to write the address after four years? How can we confirm the current address, and we can still receive it after four years?"

Qiu Chi said: "Send it to the school! The address of our school has never changed."

Sister Goose asked: "Okay! Then... Shall we write ourselves as recipients?" At that time, I had graduated a long time ago, and the receptionist didn't know who to send it to after seeing it, "Why don't we all write Teacher Chen to collect Go! Write the name of Teacher Chen as the recipient, and then write yourself as the recipient in parentheses."

"But Lao Chen should retire after four years..." Lu Peng whispered.

Tang Haoyang had an idea: "Shouldn't we write Teacher Qin?"

Lu Peng nodded: "Yes, yes! This is a good idea. Teacher Qin will definitely not retire."

After discussing the recipient and address, several people started to write the content.Tang Haoyang muttered while writing: "The college entrance examination requires a score of more than [-]...to be admitted to Beijing Institute of Technology..."

Listening to his nagging, Lu Peng continued: "The admission score for the University of Science and Technology is 650 points. Your two wishes are duplication."

Tang Haoyang didn't look up, and said, "I'm in a progressive relationship! You don't understand."

Ji Qingyan wanted to try his best to write more beautifully this time. He wrote stroke by stroke very slowly. When he finished writing, he put the pen back to its original place. He raised his head and saw that Qiu Chi had finished writing.

Qiu Chi smiled and asked him, "What did you write?"

Ji Qingyan showed him his postcard.In addition to the address of the school, only the four words "everything goes well" are written on it.

Although the subject is omitted, there is also you in it.

I hope that every year after that, everything goes well for you and me.

He wished wishfully that everything in the future could be related to Qiu Chi.

"What about you?" Ji Qingyan asked him, turning his face sideways.

Qiu Chi suddenly became fluent, and quickly shoveled up the postcard he had written.Ji Qingyan was taken aback by his big action just now: "What are you doing?"

Qiu Chi stretched out his arm, and directly threw the postcard he had written into the corresponding mailbox. The whole process was at the speed of light: "I won't show it to you!"

Ji Qingyan:?As for?

Are you okay?

Who cares to read what you wrote! ! !

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The author has something to say:

It's true, it's not me: ... Actually, I really want to see it

*Northern people sometimes use the word "timid" to describe the color or style of things as rustic and not generous