The air conditioner is heating, and the fresh and sweet citrus perfume is fermenting in the bedroom.

After writing the diary, Wen Sui nestled in the small sofa to read novels, and after Zhou Chengcheng came out of the shower, she reluctantly put down her phone, put on a change of clothes and went to the bathroom.

When undressing, suddenly heard a crisp and small pounding sound.

She froze for a moment, and then remembered that there was change for milk in her pocket.

She blinked her eyes, looked at the colorful banknotes and coins she took out, and slowly pursed her lips.

When Wen Sui came out of the shower, Zhou Chengcheng was lying on the small desk watching Korean dramas, she raised her eyebrows: "Have you finished your homework?"

"No." Zhou Chengcheng said, "I'm too tired, I'll take a rest."

She suddenly laughed: "By the way, wait for Xie Huai to teach me."

"Huh?" Wen Sui walked to the small desk and packed up his pens and test papers.

Zhou Chengcheng said: "I don't know a few math papers, I just took pictures for Xie Huai, hehe, wait for him to teach me."

"Can he teach people?" Wen Sui said, "I feel that he is a bit difficult to get along with. When I was at the front and back desks with him last semester, I couldn't understand a question. I asked him when he wrote it, but he didn't."Treat me."

Zhou Chengcheng immediately raised her eyes: "...Is that so?"

"I don't know, it's the first time I asked him a question." Zhou Chengcheng blinked, and said slowly: "I was afraid that the questions I chose were too easy, and he would think I was stupid, and I was afraid that he would answer the question if it was too difficult."I didn’t understand what I said, and I never dared to ask.”

"I was chatting with Huang Yuying just now, and she said that she didn't know how to do these few questions, but you wrote it out. I thought that the difficulty should be about the same, so I dared to poke him."

Zhou Chengcheng was silent for two seconds: "...He won't answer me, right?"

Wen Sui patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "It's okay, I'll teach you."

Zhou Chengcheng rubbed her face dejectedly: "Forget it, I might as well ask Baidu."

Wen Sui: "?"

Wen Sui said with a blank expression, "I'll give you another chance to say it again."

Zhou Chengcheng raised her head and blinked innocently.

Wen Sui: "..."

Zhou Chengcheng held her chin, sighed and said: "Oh, who is going to do this problem, I just want to find a topic and want to chat with him. After all, it's been almost half a year since I joined, and the two of us haven't talked yet."

Wen Sui had long been used to Zhou Chengcheng's appearance, shook his head and smiled, packed up the pen and put it in the pencil case.

Glimpse of something.

Wen Sui suddenly paused.

She glanced at Zhou Chengcheng, who was frowning and kept refreshing the information interface, and then looked at the stack of post-it notes on her right.

A string of numbers came to mind.

Too bad it's vague.

She frowned and tried to recall, but she only remembered that the beginning was "156". After all, she had only read it twice, and a day had passed, so she couldn't remember the rest at all.

Wen Sui swallowed, and his voice was a little low: "Zhou Chengcheng, lend me your post-it note."

Zhou Chengcheng raised her head and asked, "Huh? Where's yours?"

"My..." Wen Sui glanced at the post-it note in the pencil bag, and zipped it up without blushing, "I can't find it, maybe I'm dropped out of school."

Zhou Chengcheng said, "Why do you want this?"

Wen Sui bit his lower lip, and said slowly: "I didn't write enough about the problem-solving process in the exercise book, I don't want to write it on the page."

Zhou Chengcheng was too busy tangling with Xie Huai's affairs, so she didn't have time to ask any more questions, so she nodded and handed over the post-it note at hand.

Wen Sui clasped his fingers, staring at him with bright eyes.

——From this direction, she saw a line of black writing on the post-it note.

But when the post-it note was in her hand, she frowned, looking at the messy string of letters: "What is this?"

Zhou Chengcheng fell silent after hearing the words: "I wrote the cheat sheet silently."

Wen Sui: "..."

Wen Sui pursed his lips: "Have you torn off the previous you?"

Zhou Chengcheng didn't understand: "What?"

Wen Sui noticed that she seemed to be talking too much, so he quickly lowered his head, as if he was just asking casually, "It's okay. Then I'll tear this up."

"casual."

Wen Sui lowered his head and tore off the post-it note expressionlessly.

She suddenly remembered that when she was a child, she fell in love with a doll, but Shu Hui had just bought a lot of toys two days ago and rejected her. It was only when Shu Hui agreed to buy it for her that her test scores were outstanding next month that she realized that the doll wasLimited edition, already sold out.

Later, Shu Hui bought her more things to compensate her, and made an appointment to buy the prizes first.

Just like the feeling at that time.

Wen Sui's eyebrows drooped.

It's hard to say, because compared to the later compensation, the limited edition doll actually seems dispensable.

Just a little unhappy.

"..."

But when she was tearing off half of it, she suddenly noticed something, and her hands stopped immediately.

Founder's sticky note, except for a string of black numbers.

At the bottom, there is another line of printed characters.

Wen Sui's eyes froze.

Looking at the faint but recognizable imprint of "138" at the beginning, she slowly puffed up her mouth.

Quickly took out a pencil, and lightly painted a layer on top of the word print.

In the gray pencil marks, the eleven digits are clearly defined.

It coincides with the string of vague numbers in her mind.

The eyelashes fluttered rapidly.

Wen Sui quietly clutched the post-it note, then spread it out and put it in the diary.

After finishing the novel in one breath, Wen Sui felt thirsty and got up to go to the living room to pour water.

There is a corner from the bedroom to the living room.

Just when he was about to pass, he suddenly heard Ye Shanling's voice: "Xiao Ye, your mother's phone call, why don't you answer it?"

"No."

A very faint voice.

Wen Sui's footsteps stopped.

Men are usually unscrupulous, dragging their voices, lazy and provocative, and even the occasional soft scoff at Zhou Chengcheng is full of teasing and joking.

But in the current voice, the indifference was not concealed at all.

Ye Shanling seemed to have something to say.

But before he could speak, he was interrupted by Zhou Ye: "Sister-in-law, for the last time, I don't want to hear about them, you'd better leave this matter alone."

Wen Sui frowned.

Although she didn't live for long, she could clearly feel that Zhou Ye respected Ye Shanling very much. In front of Ye Shanling, she could see the rare restrained and obedient appearance of this unruly and high-spirited man.

But now the tone was cold and harsh, and even a little threatening.

"..."

She pursed her lips, glanced at it, turned around and went back to the room instead of going to the living room.

Before falling asleep at night, Wen Sui suddenly remembered this post-it note.

Then feel sick.

"..."

It seems that there is no point in having his phone number.

——She would never, and dare not, contact him in this way.

Wen Sui stared at the ceiling, his eyes were dark and bright in the dark night.

But she seems to be, unconsciously,

Want to know all his information, want to keep everything about him.

Even if it is of no use at all.

"..."

After breakfast the next morning.

Wen Sui glanced at the man resting on the sofa, got up and went to the bedroom to take out the change.

When she was about to walk to the sofa, the man seemed to be aware of it, and slowly raised his head, without saying a word, he only raised his eyebrows at her suspiciously.

Wen Sui handed over the money: "The money left over from buying milk yesterday."

Zhou Ye raised his head slightly, but didn't reach out, with a careless smile in his phoenix eyes: "Why is Suisui so obedient? Didn't he steal the money like that smelly girl?"

Wen Sui: "I won't."

Zhou Ye hummed lightly: "Okay, keep it."

Wen Sui: "Huh?"

Zhou Ye nestled on the sofa, holding the mobile phone in his hand, his big hand made the normal-sized mobile phone look very small.

As if replying to a message, he lowered his head and said lazily, "Take it as the pocket money uncle gave Suisui."

After speaking, he raised his head abruptly.

The end of his eyes slightly raised, and he smiled leisurely, with a familiar teasing meaning: "Of course, if Sui Sui is willing to call me uncle, he will be more well-behaved, and you can give me more pocket money."

"..."

Wen Sui put the money on the table: "I gave it to you."

When he was about to leave, he remembered something and stopped in his tracks.

After hesitating for a while, she turned around stiffly and grabbed the phone: "You said before that you have Lin Wei's contact information, right?"

Zhou Ye: "Well, do you want to use it?"

Wen Sui clasped his fingers: "Ang, could you please give me a hand?"

The hand holding the phone is unconsciously exerting force.

After Zhou Ye sent the message, he closed the chat box: "OK."

Wen Sui's eyes lit up, he quickly took out his phone, and quickly opened his WeChat business card: "Then you..."

But before he said "Add me on WeChat, and then push Lin Wei's WeChat to me." After saying that, a bright fluorescent light of the phone suddenly flashed in front of him.

Zhou Ye shook the phone, and the contact interface was displayed on the screen.

He said, "His phone number, please remember it."

Wen Sui: "..."

Jianwen Sui didn't move for a long time, Zhou Ye said in a low voice, "Huh?": "What's wrong?"

Wen Sui came back to his senses, turned off WeChat with a blank expression, and opened the memo, "It's okay, thank you."

She memorized Lin Wei's phone number without saying a word, and she turned and left.

"Eh."

A man's whisper came from behind.

Wen Sui felt irritable and a little inexplicably wronged because he didn't want to use WeChat.With her back turned, she was not angry when she spoke: "What are you doing?"

There was a slight sound in the air.

——Sounds of clothes rubbing against each other, slow steps.

Then his vision suddenly darkened.

A shadow quietly covered the top of his head.

When Wen Sui realized it, Zhou Ye was already standing in front of her.

He bowed, his eyes were almost at the same level as Wen Sui, and he looked Wen Sui up and down.

Wen Sui's eyelashes trembled rapidly.

"unhappy?"

After hearing him pause for a moment, she came to a conclusion.

Wen Sui looked away, and said in a stiff tone, "No."

Zhou Ye looked at the awkward little girl in front of him, and said softly: "It seems so."

Wen Sui: "..."

"So," Zhou Ye said softly but clearly, "Can you tell Uncle well what made Sui Sui unhappy?"

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