born to you

Wang Yao was still waiting for the two of them at the same place, sitting on the stool set up by the boss at the entrance of the store, holding the fat orange cat in the store in his arms to help others purr. The little thing narrowed its eyes, gently put it on the ground and said goodbye to it.

Wang Yao rushed over and asked, "Brother, what are you holding in your arms? Show me."

He Jing hid the ball of white snow in her bosom: "It's nothing."

Seeing her brother's stingy look, Wang Yao was suddenly blessed, and opened the passenger door of the taxi that stopped him with a snort, drilled in, put on the earphones and started to lose his temper with He Jing.

Li Qi saw that Wang Yao's temper was funny, and He Jing's protective face was even more cute, so he quietly persuaded He Jing: "Brother Jing, it's okay for you to show her, otherwise Wang Yao will get angry."

He Jing glanced at Li Qi who was about to stick to him, and refused.

"If you don't show it to her, all her plush dolls lost their fur before, and everything will be ruined in her hands."

Although it wasn't to say bad things about people, the little girl's habit would always blush when people heard it, so He Jing kept her voice down as much as possible, and whispered in Li Qi's left ear.

Li Qi didn't listen carefully, but felt numbness in his ears. He instinctively hid to the right, but he didn't dodge - a 1.8-meter plush bear was sitting on his right.

He Jing had a panoramic view of Li Qi's reaction, and was tinged with a smile.

Wang Yao hadn't said a word to He Jing until he got off the car, so He Jing had no choice but to go up to coax him: "Okay, I'll buy you the same one next time, so stop making trouble."

Wang Yao turned her head: "Who wants this from you, it doesn't look good."

"Then I'll buy you something else, and you can buy whatever you like."

Only then was Wang Yao satisfied.

Li Qi watched from the side, and felt that the arrogance of the two brothers and sisters was indeed their own.

After arriving home, regardless of the cold weather, Li Qi took off his sweater and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

It wasn't until the door was knocked that he returned to the living room panting heavily and dripping with water.

He Jing knocked on the door, and what he saw was a Li Qi who seemed to be held in a basin and had just been picked up. Especially this young man was not afraid of the cold, and showed himself a hooligan with his shirt on.

But this figure...

It's really good.

"I'm here to deliver you the medicine for traumatic injuries. I've left the door cabinet for you, so let's go first." He Jing said and was about to slip back.

"Brother Jing," Li Qi reached out to stop him, "I can't reach the lower back."

Doesn't this mean that someone will stay and help him apply the medicine?

wipe wipe.

He Jing felt that today might be a hard day.

"Then wipe off the water on your face first... I'll change my shoes and go in." He originally wanted to put down the medicinal oil and go home, so as not to save Wang Yao from messing with the lamb while he was away, so he came and went in a hurry, and still Stand at the porch.

Li Qi over there was happily looking for a towel, but He Jing could only enter the house with a full stomach full of bruises.

He really felt that the relationship between Li Qi and Li Qi was a little delicate. Every day, either you would massage my ankles or I would massage my lower back. The atmosphere during this period was inappropriate no matter how you looked at it.

He Jing drove the ducks to the shelves, bit the bullet and sat down next to Li Qi, poured some bruises into his hands like he did before, gently rubbed the palms of his hands to warm up, and then covered the green patch on his back with his palms. swell.

Feeling that the skin under his hands was a little tense, He Jing frowned. He didn't know how to serve people, and when he met someone who didn't cooperate, he couldn't move an inch: "Relax, I can't push the medicine when I'm so tense."

Li Qi had no choice but to try his best to relax and let He Jing rub his body randomly. I have to say that this technique was really messy.

He Jing obviously also felt his own mess. People say that the appearance comes from the heart, and now he completely uses the massage technique to follow the heart.

Under the dim streetlight at that time, he felt as if he had grasped something, and before he had a space to think independently, Li Qi grabbed him and continued to be alone with him.

The whole method is even more scattered.

Fortunately, the massage oil is easy to absorb, so He Jing rubbed it a few times and it disappeared. He took the paper towel and wiped his hands indiscriminately, almost fleeing home.

Pushing open the door, as expected, Wang Yao was hugging the lamb with Lan Liangqing and Wang Junhai.

He Jing is a typical coward. He didn't dare to say much to Li Qi just now, but now he saw Wang Yao hugging his lamb as if someone stepped on his tail: "I didn't stare for a while, and you stretched out your claws again." coming?"

Wang Yao looked at him coquettishly: "Where did you say that about the little girl, really." As she said that, she intensified and moved her hands pitifully at the little snow-white lump.

He Jing felt that what she was pulling was not the lamb's wool, but her own fragile heart: "...don't pull it."

It was rare for Lan Liangqing to see He Jing so nervous about his own things, and teased him: "If you didn't let Yaoyao buy a fur doll, she wouldn't play with you. You still insist on buying a fur doll, isn't it? Eye-catching."

Wang Yao sang with her mother: "That's right, you and Li Qi go to get something, and in a blink of an eye there will be more sheep."

It's not that I didn't have He Jing's face, but he didn't explain.

Why, could it be said that Li Qi bought it for him and gave it to himself?According to the temperament of the two women in the family, they must have to gossip for a long time asking about other things.

He Jing really couldn't stand the two pairs of wolf-like eyes in the living room, even Wang Junhai looked at the two jackals helplessly, and took advantage of Wang Yao's inattention to snatch the lamb back, and quickly fled back to the bedroom.

No, no, today's almanac must show that it is not suitable to live with others, one or two are not kind.

He put the lamb on the bed, walked to the side bookshelf and started looking through things.

He simply slumped down to the ground, and took out a large wooden box from the bottom of the bookshelf, with a thin layer of dust floating on it. He picked up the silk square silk that was placed on the side, and gently swept it twice before flicking it slightly. Unlock the small lock on one side and open the box.

As the wooden box was opened, He Jing smelled a familiar scent of ink, which was a few sticks of pine smoke ink sticks placed inside along with a few copybooks.

He took out the sundries one by one, found out what he needed in order, and sealed the box.

It just so happened that the mobile phone rang the WeChat notification tone, and in order to divert his attention, he uncharacteristically quickly took out his mobile phone to check the message.

It's Li Qi.

Li Qi: Brother Jing, thanks to you rubbing my waist, I feel much better!

He Jing: It's okay.

Li Qi: What are you doing at home now?

Li Qi: [wink]

The last piece of news was a dynamic emoticon package, a fat big golden retriever blinking, and stars were exaggerated in the eyes.

He Jing casually took photos of the things on the table and sent them to him.

He Jing: I found two copybooks.

He Jing: [picture]

Li Qi was a little flattered when he received the news. He didn't know why he wanted to talk to He Jing, but when he realized it in a daze, the three messages had already been sent.

Then he was a little embarrassed to think that He Jing would probably not reply to his messages. After all, he had "harassed" He Jing on WeChat before, sometimes by sending a joke or two, and sometimes by sharing what he had heard. Good music.

None of them went down in the sea.

Today, I received a reply unexpectedly, and Li Qi chatted along the topic quickly with some excitement:

Li Qi: It looks quite old-fashioned. Who made it?

Li Qi: [cute]

He Jing glanced at the covers of the two copybooks, they were preserved with great care so there were no missing corners or rotten pages, but because of the age, the edges of the books turned gray and yellow.

He Jing: My grandfather was at that time.He re-engraved Zhao Mengfu's characters, and he was not a master.

There was one more thing he didn't feel embarrassed to ask, that is, why does this person like to use small expressions so much?

Li Qi quickly reflected: Is this a gift you prepared for Yuan Qinyue?

He Jing: Well, I heard that she plans to practice calligraphy recently.

Li Qi: Then she will definitely like it very much!

Li Qi: But don't you need to think about it?

Li Qi: This is left to you by your grandfather, and it is very meaningful to you.

He Jing doesn't care what is meaningful or not. He has learned enough from this post. Isn't the meaning of all cultures to be passed down?Rather than staying with him and continuing to collect ashes, it is better to give it to those who are more in need.

However, Li Qi considered the deeper value of things for him, and persuaded him to think about it again, which was indeed beyond his expectation.

He Jing comforted: It's okay.

He Jing: She needs it more than I do.

He Jing: I already know everything in it.

Seeing that He Jing had already thought about it, Li Qi stopped blocking him. He already had his own considerations, and persuading too much would be annoying, so it's better to respect his choice.

Li Qi: It will definitely help her.

He Jing: I hope.

Then the two chatted about other things, and finally He Jing decided to turn off the phone and pretend to be dead, because Li Qi asked:

"Brother Jing, remember to bring last week's after-school exercises tomorrow morning, have you written them all?"

……

Who knows whether what I learned last week was trigonometric functions or vectors. Anyway, it's all aabb stuff, so forget it.

So, with a sensitive and studious modesty and prudent attitude, He Jing was forced to do the original exercises that he didn't know where to put in for two hours on Saturday morning.

Of course I didn't finish it. After all, three or four sheets of paper are densely packed with questions.

Li Qi, as always, was considerate and understanding. He thumped his back and said, "Don't worry, brother Jing. I'm fine today. Let's write slowly."

Simply ignoring the hour hand of the clock that has already skipped ten, and then lecturing on the topic tirelessly.

He Jing felt that he might have made up all the mathematics knowledge he owed in the previous two months in one morning.

If Wang Yao hadn't come up to knock on the door, Li Qi might have held him down for a whole day.

When He Jing saw Wang Yao coming up to call him, he was as happy as seeing the People's Liberation Army in the occupied area, singing in his heart that the sky in the Liberated Area is sunny, and he packed his things calmly and orderly in his hands.

"Brother, don't rush to clean up." Wang Yao changed his shoes and walked in. "I have to ask Li Qi a question."

The sky in the enemy-occupied area is a bolt from the blue!

If others don't understand He Jing, can they not understand him?Li Qi's lecture ideas are good everywhere, but it's boring. He has to talk about a question for one, two, 10 minutes.

For nearly four hours just now, He Jing wanted to roll his eyes when he was so close to him.

When he complained in his heart, Wang Yao over there had already been explained clearly in a few words.

He Jing looked again, and Li Qi didn't get close to Wang Yao habitually, but was far away from the ground uncharacteristically.

Why, the additional attribute of this topic is also selective?