The QR code scanning gun beeps, and the voices are noisy.

Zhou Ye lowered his head and glanced at Wensui, then turned his head, patted Wensui's back with his big hand, and introduced to Chen Xia: "Chengcheng's friend, Wensui, you can call her Suisui."

Chen Xia nodded, bent slightly, and laughed: "Sui Sui."

"What a nice name."

"..."

Wen Sui looked up.

There was no sound.

The woman is wearing a red dress, gentle and charming; the man is wearing black casual clothes, casual and uninhibited.

The two stood together.

She was tall, and she was wearing high heels, which reached about the tip of Zhou Ye's nose.

No matter how you look at them, they are both extremely paired.

"..."

Wen Sui thought of something, and his eyes suddenly stopped on the black hair on Chen Xia's shoulder.

The wavy hair is as smooth as seaweed, winding all the way to the chest.

Her eyelashes trembled.

I remembered that day, Zhou Ye's birthday party.

He said.

I like tall people with long hair.

"..."

Wen Sui looked at Chen Xia.

I couldn't help clasping my palms.

Therefore, those words that she had been secretly delighted with, and even had fantasies about, actually already had a corresponding object.

It is not a mate selection condition.

It is the appearance of the person he admires.

The tip of the nose was sore for a moment.

After Zhou Ye paid, he picked up the shopping bag with one hand, and took out Chen Xia and his own things with the other hand.

There were a lot of customers, and as soon as Zhou Ye finished paying, the people behind him immediately followed.

When Chen Xia saw that Sui hadn't said a word, she lowered her head slightly and asked in confusion, "Sui, what's wrong?"

Hearing the sound, Zhou Ye looked at Wen Sui who was stunned and did not move, and then glanced at the customers who were pushing forward behind him, and he took two steps towards Wen Sui calmly, blocking him from the noisy crowdopen.

Then the big hand leaned on Wen Sui's back, gave it a slight push, and called out in a low voice, "Sui Sui."

Wen Sui came back to his senses.

She glanced at Zhou Ye quickly, quickly lowered her eyelids, and reached out to take the shopping bag in his hand: "Thank you."

Then he buried his head and walked out.

The evening breeze is cool, mixed with a little heat.

Zhou Ye followed behind and asked casually, "What's the matter, Suisui? Did you just stand there motionless?"

He thought for a while: "Is there still something I haven't bought?"

Wen Sui stopped and turned around.

Zhou Ye was turning sideways, and handed the Peppermint Candy and water to Chen Xia.

The hand holding the shopping bag couldn't help but tighten.

Wen Sui turned his eyes away: "No."

She lowered her head, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll go first."

But just when he was about to turn around.

"Eh."

He was stopped by Zhou Ye.

Just stop.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden chill on the chin.

A gentle but strong force came involuntarily.

Wen Sui was forced to raise his head.

The street lamps were yellow and wobbled down.

It landed on top of Zhou Ye's head.

The man's facial features were hidden in the light, and the outline became a little blurred. He curled his lips lazily, and there was a smile in his phoenix eyes.

Ambiguous and seductive.

But Jiaowen Sui's eyes became hot when he saw it.

She quickly lowered her eyelids.

Covering up the almost uncontrollable emotion in his eyes.

Zhou Ye looked at Wen Sui's expression: "What's wrong?"

Wen Sui tried his best to straighten his voice: "What."

Zhou Ye raised his eyebrows, and took another look: "Look at Sui Sui..."

"Not too happy?"

Wen Sui was stunned.

She turned away and escaped from the man's big hand: "No.

Zhou Ye put his hands in his pockets, paused for two seconds, and raised his eyebrows suddenly.

He said slowly and with a long tone: "You can say that it was your Uncle Zhou Ye who insisted on buying it for you."

Wen Sui didn't understand: "Huh?"

Zhou Ye glanced at the snack bag in Wensui's hand, and said, "Aren't you thinking about how to explain it to Aunt Shu?"

He lazily picked his lips: "You can put the blame on me."

He bowed slightly.

The mint fragrance invades the nasal cavity instantly, cool but compelling.

"Although I've never put up a cover for anyone," Zhou Ye teased, "but who made this person Sui Sui from our family?"

He whispered softly, with a half-smile but not a smile: "Uncle is willing to help her take the blame."

Zhou Ye stretched out his hand, patted Wen Sui's hair, and said again: "But when Sui Sui grows up, you must never forget your uncle's kindness. Remember to repay me, you know?"

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth became more and more wanton, with a hint of ridicule, which could not be concealed.

Before Wen Sui could say anything, he heard a gentle female voice, with reproach: "Okay, stop teasing her."

Chen Xia came over, bent slightly: "Sui Sui, don't pay attention to him, he is just like this, he is not in good shape."

Wen Sui was silent for two seconds: "I know."

Chen Xia nodded: "Okay, the road is dark at night, Sui Sui, be careful when you go back."

"..."

Wen Sui raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhou Ye quickly.

She really really wanted to ask Zhou Ye, and she really wanted to use that nonchalant and gossip-casual tone to try like before.

But this time.

She dare not.

She was afraid of hearing Zhou Ye say yes, afraid that the castle about him that had been carefully built over the past few months would collapse in one fell swoop.

She couldn't bear it.

Afraid to hear him say no.

I am afraid that she is not trustworthy to him, and she will not be able to get an accurate answer from him at all.

I am even more afraid that Zhou Ye will notice his intentions because of this.

She is a timid coward.

"..."

There was a moment of silence.

Wen Sui said softly, "Okay."

Greenery and buildings slid by in a hurry from the corner of the eye.

Wen Sui almost trotted back.

The scene in front of him became only a dark and blurred phantom.

And the moment you close the bedroom door.

The tears that had been accumulated all the way in the eye sockets finally fell like drops of water.

Wen Sui threw the snacks aside.

Then lie on the bed, burying your head under the pillow—in a dense mass of darkness.

She covered her mouth.

Weeping very quietly.

Sixteen-year-old Wensui fell in love with someone for the first time.

More than once, she has left small thoughts about the girl's phantom on the bed before going to bed, on the tidy desk, in the beautiful diary...

She felt it more than once.

She is just too small, it will be fine when she is a little bigger, a little bigger.

It's like an important exam.

She had prepared for it for a long time, but before the exam, she told her that someone else had already been appointed for this exam.

"..."

No, it's not.

How can this be the same.

She will have many, many, countless exams.

However, there is only one Zhou Ye.

Until heard voices coming from outside the door.

Wen Suicai suddenly came back to his senses - Wen Qingfan and Shu Hui are back.

She got out of the pillow immediately.

Seeing the light again, it was a bit dazzling, and she couldn't help squinting.

After hiding the snacks, she looked up at the mirror on the desk.

——The person in the mirror has tears all over his face, and his eyes are slightly red.

Wen Sui quickly wiped it with a wet tissue.

She is not like Zhou Chengcheng, she is the best at pretending, even her tears, when she usually cries, it is difficult for people to notice.

After wiping, she looked at the mirror again.

After confirming that he couldn't see it, he let out a soft breath.

She was not in the mood to play with her mobile phone, and simply stared out the window in a daze.

Not long after.

There was a "dong dong" sound outside the door.

Shu Hui came in with a plate of peeled fruit: "Eat, eat this plate of fruit."

Wen Sui cleared his throat, but his voice was still a bit weak: "Got it."

"What's wrong?" Shu Hui keenly sensed that something was wrong with Wen Sui, and she used the light to look Wen Sui's eyes again: "Crying?"

Wen Sui was stunned.

She didn't expect to be caught by Shu Hui.

Instant panic.

She faltered and said: "It's not... I..."

Shu Hui looked at her up and down, then glanced at the questions on her desk that she had only solved halfway, and frowned: "Is the question too difficult?"

"..."

Wen Sui blinked his eyelashes.

Tears welled up again in his eyes.

She lowered her eyelids and said softly, her voice choked up again: "Yes, the question is too difficult."

Wen Sui really wanted to vent.

She flung herself into Shu Hui's arms recklessly: "Mom, why do people have to write questions? It's so difficult, I don't want to write it anymore."

"..."

——Why do people fall in love with someone?

——It's so difficult, she doesn't want to like it anymore.

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Happy Birthday Zhou Ye!!!(Blessings stuck at 0:01 on May 5th!)

Great!He is the second person to wish Brother Ye a happy birthday!!