The faint mint fragrance, like the spring night wind brought by you, penetrates into the apex of the heart, refreshing and cool, with a kind of magic that makes people quiet.

Nasal sniffles.

The amplitude is very small, and there is no sound, but it is a pity that it is out of control.

Feeling the rubbing sensation when the tissue wiped his cheeks, Wen Sui lowered his eyelashes in embarrassment, but from the corner of his eye, he couldn't avoid seeing the dark figure of the man when he came.

The breath of extremely oppressive male hormones came.

Wen Sui pursed his lips a little uncomfortably.

She sniffed, feeling embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "No."

"Then... what about now?" She raised her head and asked with a calm breath.

Zhou Ye stared at the wetness remaining on the girl's eyelashes, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking: "Huh?"

Wen Sui tilted his head slightly, and his chin left the man's fingers: "The original intention of choosing short track speed skating may be an impulsive accident, so, what about now?"

Zhou Ye casually lowered his head and glanced at his fingers—the remaining warmth on his fingertips was still there, and seemed to be tainted with the girl's soft smell.

Silently, the fingertips rubbed unconsciously.

The girl's voice is gentle and soft, seemingly eloquent, but every word is clear and powerful, with the aggressiveness of one sentence: "You have practiced short track speed skating for more than ten years, your feetThe scars from the past, the glory of you standing on the highest podium wearing the national flag..."

"Is it all an impulsive accident?" She asked back.

"..."

The voice was clear and faint, drifting leisurely in the wind.

Long time no reply.

Zhou Ye didn't say a word.

Wen Sui didn't ask any more questions, her eyes were full of determination.

she knows.

What Zhou Ye said earlier is true.

However, she also understands him.

How can the weight of the word rebellion support a person through that long and hard training career?After all, he is not without retreat.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a rustling sound in the quiet environment.

Zhou Ye was lowering his head to peel the candy.

The candy paper was gradually faded in the bright moonlight, and the light flickered dimly until the crystal candy was revealed.

He bit the candy, looked at Wen Sui, and suddenly smiled: "You want me to go back?"

"No." Wen Sui shook his head, "My opinion is not important, even your parents, Auntie Ye and Uncle Zhou, etc., their opinions are not important either."

"Your own choice is the only decisive thing - it's up to you whether you want to go back or not."

She emphasized "yourself".

"..."

Zhou Ye looked at her deeply and did not move for a long time.

Pause for a while.

The man finally made a move, he lowered his eyelids, and the dim streetlight cast a mottled black shadow on his forehead.

With sugar in his mouth, Zhou Ye's voice was a little slurred. He was gently carried by the wind, and his self-deprecating meaning was obvious: "But Wen Sui, not to mention that I am still suspended indefinitely, even if the suspension order is lifted......"

He paused, his jaw tightened, "I haven't slipped for a long time."

Wen Sui turned his head.

The man was bowing, his thin and sharp back was imprinted on the stiff jacket, as if carved out with a knife, it was dark and thin, and the corners of his clothes were blown by the cool night wind, making him look lonely.

Can't help but be in a trance.

Wen Sui thought of the man at the school sports meeting back then—standing in the blazing sun, his eyebrows and eyes flamboyant, crowned with the highest glory, cheering and shouting grandly and warmly.

Everywhere is high-spirited and young and frenzied.

"..."

Such a person who is so dazzling and arrogant as if nothing can bend his back will start to question his own ability now.

The tip of his nose twitched.

Wen Sui quickly covered his mouth and turned his head.

Exhale gently to calm down.

She clasped her palms, her voice could be heard to be slightly hoarse, but with an obvious smile: "Please, you are Zhou Ye."

Zhou Ye looked at her in a blink of an eye.

Wen Sui smiled at him, his dark eyes were surprisingly bright: "Zhou Ye, you should be unrestrained all your life, you should get what you want all your life, you will be hot and bright all your life, and you will stand on the highest podium so sharp and dazzling that you can't do it.touch."

"As long as Zhou Ye wants to do it, he can do it."

The thin eyelids hesitated for a moment.

Zhou Ye raised his eyelids, paused for a few seconds, his eyes were fixed: "So trust me?"

"certainly."

Wen Sui answered quickly without any hesitation in thinking, but Zhou Ye, who asked the question proactively, couldn't help being stunned.

The big hands clenched slowly.

He looked at Wen Sui quietly for a moment, recognizing the very definite trust in Wen Sui's eyes: "Why?"

"Because you are Zhou Ye." Wen Sui replied.

"..."

Because you are Zhou Ye.

So I trust you.

It is an unconditional belief that requires no additional reason.

Wen Sui didn't finish, but Zhou Ye understood.

The pupils of phoenix eyes moved slightly.

Zhou Ye rolled his Adam's apple, he opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again, and he didn't say anything.

The night breeze was cool, blowing into the person's body, like some kind of ambiguous and tender touch.

Zhou Ye looked at Wen Sui fixedly.

Suddenly found that the girl's eyes were unusually bright - at some point the thick clouds in the sky drifted away secretly.

So, he saw two small moons in the girl's eyes.

It was as if the bottom of my heart had been smashed by the moon.

Zhou Ye couldn't help shaking his head.

"Wen Sui."

He called her name again.

The voice was soft, and he didn't continue to say anything else after calling, as if it was just the murmur of a nightmare.

But Wen Sui heard it: "Yes."

quiet.

Time flows slowly and quickly.

"Tsk, so it's Uncle's little fan." The familiar long-drawn-out laughter suddenly appeared, breaking the silence all at once.

Zhou Ye leaned back quickly, with his right leg lazily resting on his left.The corners of his phoenix eyes were twitching, and his smile was lazily reaching his eyes, which was so ambiguous and bewitching.

Wen Sui pursed his lips: "Yes, I am your little fan."

As early as three years ago.

She couldn't help but become his brainless only fan.

It's like pouring a glass of lemonade into my heart.

Sour and astringent, bitter and sweet.

Wen Sui suddenly wanted to cry.

Yes.

He understood, and she believed in him as if she regarded him as an "idol".

But they didn't know that it wasn't actually trust, it was just because...she loved him.

Wen Sui looked deeply at Zhou Ye, with focused and nostalgic eyes, as if using his sight as a paintbrush to trace the outline of the man bit by bit.

"..."

Until the eyes were blurred, and only watery shadows could be seen.

Sensitively, Zhou Ye suddenly felt that something was wrong with Wen Sui.

He turned his head to the side, only to find that the girl's small face was upright, and her eyes, which were originally bright at the moment, glistened like sea water under the sun—full of hot tears.

Zhou Ye frowned.

Wen Sui hurriedly turned his head to avoid sight.

But he was stopped by the man's arm.

And lifted her chin forcefully.

And at the moment when the chin was lifted, the tears that were already on the verge of falling couldn't hold back.

It happened to hit the man's thumb—"slap", and a very small splash was made.

Zhou Ye frowned even tighter.

Without paper, he wiped away the girl's tears with his thumb: "Why are you crying?"

There were thick calluses on the man's fingertips, scratching the girl's delicate and soft cheeks, the rough touch was obvious, and there was a gentle numbness, which made Wen Sui's tailbone tremble slightly.

She became hoarse for an instant, and her voice trembled uncontrollably: "No, it's nothing."

A warm and soft touch came from the fingertips.

Zhou Ye lowered his eyelids and looked at the girl's cheek which was being lifted by his fingers - small, in contrast, it seemed that it was not enough for his palm.

And in the hollow of his thin red lips, there is a mole on his fingertips looming.Black and red contrast, strong eye-burning.

His eyes suddenly dimmed.

"..."

Zhou Ye's Adam's apple rolled twice, and in the darkness, he couldn't help rubbing his fingers.

The uncontrollable tears when was emotional, and the trembling just now.

Wen Sui's face turned red for a while, she shook her head, wanting to tell Zhou Ye that she was fine.

But when he opened his mouth, he suddenly stopped.

The dark pupils seemed to be stunned, and slightly dilated.

She looked at the man in front of her for a while - at some point, the man suddenly got very close to her, his outline was so clear that it seemed to be magnified with a magnifying glass, and she seemed to be able to see his extremely distinct eyelashes one by one, feelingI don't know if it's an illusion, but the scorching and abnormally hot breath sprayed straightly towards the delicate neck.

"..."

Wen Sui paused, then glanced down hesitantly.

above the lips.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the index finger that was originally pressing on the chin touched the lower lip.

"..."

Like a fire.

The moles are blatant, becoming more and more clear in the dark night, as if they have substance.

Take a look, rub and knead.Slow, light, but impossible to ignore.

It was a spring night at the end of April, but the air was hot and silent like a midsummer afternoon in July.

Throat was dry for a while.

Wen Sui felt that her lips were so hot that she didn't feel like her own, and at the same time, the suffocation caused her to frown.

As if running away, Wen Sui quickly looked away.

Then, look directly at the man.

The eyes are deep black, but with a dim light, like an abyss where people can drown.

She didn't know if it was an illusion or it was real. At that moment, she clearly saw something called desire in the eyes of the man in front of her - it was the desire of a man for a woman.

"..."

The temperature between the fingers is obviously getting hotter.

Zhou Ye looked at the girl in the big palm, his eyes fixed on the obvious blush on her cheeks.

He stared at her.

From her slightly furrowed brows, eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, erratic gaze, and chaotic and rapid breathing, she skipped down little by little.

Zhou Ye paused slightly.

Immediately afterwards, thinking of something, phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and her thin lips curled up.

He looked down, looking at the speck of darkness on the girl's vermilion lips.

——Striking and conspicuous.

It firmly occupies the position of the lower lip, with a cruel and broken beauty.

Like bandits wantonly occupying a quiet village.

Zhou Ye swallowed unconsciously.

fingers unconsciously.

"..."

The suffocation of hypoxia is getting heavier.

When Wen Sui felt like he was about to suffocate, a series of crisp cell phone ringtones rang.

The sudden voice brought Wen Sui back to her senses, she shook her head quickly, and broke free from the man's palm.

His chest heaved violently.

Wen Sui breathed steadily in a daze.

Zhou Ye lowered his eyes, glanced at Kong Luoluo's big hand, and shook it unconsciously.

Soon the bell stopped and rang again.

It wasn't until the second ringtone of the mobile phone that Wen Sui's brain completely returned to it belatedly.

She looked down, it was Chu Tian's phone call.

Wen Sui cleared his throat before pressing the answer button, but the hoarse voice was obvious when he listened carefully: "Hello."

"Hi! Sui Sui!" Chu Tian said, "You finally answered the phone! What were you doing just now?"

Wen Sui shook his head guiltily: "No, why not. It's just... I didn't hear it."

"Oh." Chu Tian didn't ask too much, "I saw that you had been out for a long time and didn't come back, so I was a little worried about you, so I called you. Did you get your phone now?"

"……Ok."

The mint fragrance came from the side faintly, lingering in the tip of the nose.Wen Sui clasped his palms, blinking his eyelashes quickly: "I...I'm going back now."

"it is good."

"..."

The surrounding was very quiet, and Wen Sui didn't avoid anyone on the phone, and she was close to Zhou Ye, so she was sure that Zhou Ye could hear the phone call.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Sui swallowed nervously.

The face is still hot.

She turned her head, but didn't dare to look at Zhou Ye: "Then I'll go first."

After two seconds of silence, a deep voice fell from the top of his head: "Yes."

Wen Sui squeezed the phone, she lowered her eyes, nodded slightly, and immediately got up to leave.

The leaves rustled, and the laughter from the dormitory building sounded vague and ethereal.

And the subtle but hot teasing on the bench.

The two parties seemed to have no experience, neither said anything, and no one dared to mention it.

"..."

Take two steps.

"Wen Sui."

A man's voice came from behind him—he called her again, Wen Sui.

Wen Sui found that tonight, Zhou Ye seemed to call her "Wen Sui" many times.

The footsteps stopped abruptly.

The heartbeat that had just calmed down was beating uncontrollably again.

"..."

She turned her head to look at Zhou Ye.

The man had already stood up, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand turning his cell phone. His body was long and thin, and the moonlight stretched his shadow long. His standing posture was as lazy as ever, and he didn't move properly.

He quietly stared at Wen Sui for two seconds.

"You said something wrong just now."

"Ok?"

"My opinion is not important to you." He repeated Wen Sui's words, and then smiled, "This sentence is wrong."

My opinion doesn't matter to you - wrong.

That's right...

- My opinion is very important to you.

Wen Sui's opinion is very important to Zhou Ye.

"..."

My heart stopped for half a beat because of this thought.

Wen Sui looked at Zhou Ye in a daze: "Huh?"

Zhou Ye curled his lips and looked at her.

But he didn't explain much, just waved his hand lazily at her, and said slowly with a long ending: "Let's go—"

Wen Sui was left alone in place.

Because of this vague and ambiguous words, the whole person's thoughts were disturbed, and he was sluggish for a long time.

Until a cool breeze blows.

She just came back to her senses, patted her head, and couldn't help but suspect that everything that happened tonight was just a dream of hers.

"..."

One, sweet dream.

Watching Wen Sui's back disappear into the dormitory building,

Zhou Ye watched for a while, then opened the door and sat in the car.

He pulls out his phone.

Indifferently crossed out several missed calls from Lin Liyu.

Zhou Ye clicked on WeChat.

Sliding down, it finally stopped at a profile picture for a big group photo - the background was a smooth ice surface, and everyone was wearing bright red national team uniforms, surrounded by a middle-aged man in the center.

After pausing for a few seconds, he clicked into the chat interface.

"Z: Coach, I have something I want to talk to you about."

"..."

The wind is endless in spring day and night.

The moonlight was quiet, and the car windows and the dormitory building were covered with white frost.

And in the dormitory.

It was late at night, and the soft snores of the girls immersed in sleep were calm and peaceful.

Wen Sui, who usually sleeps well, suffers from insomnia.

She stared unblinkingly at the ceiling.

Maybe it's because of the meeting with Zhou Ye tonight.

Thoughts were chaotic and confused for a while.

She thinks Zhou Ye is a bit strange.

...and feel that it should just be my own self-indulgence.

Swaying from side to side, disturbing her tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Wen Sui couldn't explain this feeling, like a hungry and thirsty person walking on the desert suddenly saw an oasis - pleasantly surprised, but afraid that it was just a meaningless mirage.

The incident between her and Zhou Ye flashed through her mind like a movie frame by frame.

Met at Zhou Chengcheng's house from the beginning; she forgot to bring homework, Zhou Ye sent it for her, and she secretly took away the post-it note with Zhou Ye's phone number written on it; remembered Zhou Ye's diary filled with it; thought of strawberriesCandy-flavored wrappers; think crayons...

Thinking of the last time, when he met Chen Xia again, Zhou Ye introduced: "The three of you haven't met each other for more than three years."

"..."

The quilt was wrinkled.

In fact, Zhou Ye was wrong in saying this.

It was him who hadn't seen her for three years.

And she is not.

She had met him a year ago.

It's just that he didn't know, and he didn't see her.

Of course, to be more precise, in fact, except for herself, no one knew that a year ago—she was in the second semester of her third year of high school, but she secretly flew to the capital just to see him.

Because was buried in all kinds of endless papers every day, knew that Zhou Ye's suspension was already a week after this incident happened. It was Shu Hui who brought her and Ye Shanling to dinner, and Ye Shanling mentioned it at the dinner table.

Wen Sui remembered it very clearly.

The day got the news was Friday.

Then on Saturday, in the name of going to Zhou Chengcheng's house for counseling, she bought a plane ticket to the capital alone without telling her parents and everyone.

——This is the most rebellious thing the always well-behaved Wensui has done in eighteen years.

So much so that when she thought about it afterwards, she felt that she must have been crazy at the time.

She knew it would be of no use if she went.

She can't change the suspension notice that has already been issued, nor can she make up for Zhou Ye, and she doesn't have the ability to go back in time to avoid things.

...Perhaps even a simple consolation may not really make Zhou Ye feel relieved.

But Zhou Ye didn't reply to her message all night.

She is very worried.

——Even she knew that there must be no shortage of people around Zhou Ye at that time.

But she was very impulsive, without thinking about anything, and went.

She remembered that it had been raining for several days in the capital at that time, and the temperature was suddenly dropping, and she was so impulsive that she didn't even bring any extra clothes.

After she went to Zhou Ye's community based on her memory, she couldn't get in. She called Zhou Ye but no one answered, and the message didn't come back. It was too cold outside, so she had to go to the convenience store next door first.wait.

She stayed in the convenience store for a long time, and she couldn't remember how long it was. She only remembered that it was not lunch time when she arrived in the capital, and the sun was almost setting behind.Fortunately, there was food and drink in the convenience store, so she wasn't hungry. The clerk little elder sister brought her a coat halfway through.

When she was about to fall asleep, she heard a male voice "thank you".

It was obviously only two words, but she recognized it instantly.

Immediately looked up.

The dark pupils instantly dilated slightly with joy.

A man has only one back.

His hair had grown a lot, he was wearing a black jacket, he bowed slightly, and walked out, holding two boxes of candy in his hand, which should have just been paid for.

Wen Sui was stunned for five seconds in surprise.

When she reacted, she immediately ran out to chase Zhou Ye.

When he was about to catch up, Wen Sui saw him take out his cell phone.

At that time, he didn't know what to think, Wen Sui's footsteps suddenly stopped.

It may be pure politeness, wanting to wait for him to finish his work before showing up;

It may also be that she is expecting that Zhou Ye will call after seeing her information and phone number, and then she jumps out with a smile and Yanyan, telling him: "I'm right behind you." Give him asurprise.

So Wen Sui stood behind Zhou Ye, four or five steps away from him, looking at him expectantly.

But unfortunately, Wen Sui didn't receive Zhou Ye's message or call back until Zhou Ye took back his phone and walked forward.

She kept refreshing her Wechat without giving up, and even recharged her phone bill, but she saw that after the recharge was successful, there was ample balance in the phone bill in the message notification, and a Wechat message from Shu Hui that she and Wen Qingfan went out for dinner and would be back later at night.

Wen Sui finally had to admit that her mobile phone was not shut down, and she would not fail to receive calls, and her WeChat was also fine, and she would not fail to receive messages.

It's just that he didn't call back; it's just that he ignored her WeChat.

"..."

At that moment, the man who obviously didn't care to lie to his parents and ran thousands of miles and waited aimlessly for a day in the cold weather was right in front of him, but Wen Sui's feet were as heavy as if they were hung with a heavy weight, and he had no strength to chase after him at all..

She likes him, so she can recognize him with just two words after not seeing him for two years, and she can catch his back at a glance.

But what about Zhou Ye?

Will he still remember, a little girl whom he only met a few times two years ago?

Maybe Wen Sui would answer affirmatively: "Of course."

But now, Wen Sui is silent.

Wrapped in the cold wind of early spring, Wen Sui shivered.

But Wen Sui didn't move.

She quietly watched the two intertwined shadows on the soles of her feet pull away, watched the man get further and further away, and watched him walk into the community.

He walked quickly without looking back.

So he didn't see her who was always behind her.

The girl is sensitive and awkward.

Wen Sui couldn't hold back his tears until he saw Zhou Ye's back completely disappeared in the community.

She has an emotional breakdown.

Not just because of a simple WeChat and call back.

But because of the brutal but exact truth that follows.

——From the beginning to the end, her joy and melancholy, expectations and entanglements in these years are just her one-man show.

I don't know how long stood and cried, until the little elder sister, a clerk in the convenience store, noticed something was wrong and came to see her.

Wen Sui waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and only asked her for a few tissues, then turned around, deleted Zhou Ye's contact information, then stopped a taxi and went to the airport.

The wind in the north was cold and fierce, and the passers-by bowed their heads and hurried away.

No one knows that a girl stayed here.

"..."

Thoughts were confused, Wen Sui was disturbed so much that he didn't sleep well all night.

When was woken up by the alarm clock, most of the pillow was wet, and eyes were swollen and couldn't see.

Chen Jing saw her as if she had seen a ghost: "You went out to be a thief last night and got beaten?"

Wen Sui averted his gaze, and said falteringly, "I cried after reading this abuse article last night."

Chen Jing clicked her tongue: "Fortunately, I only read Xiaotianwen."

After lunch, Wen Sui watched her three roommates go to bed, lift the quilt, lie down, and sleep in unison.

Wen Sui: "..."

Song Yutong glanced at Wen Sui at the door: "Sui Sui, aren't you sleeping?"

"No."

"There's still class in the afternoon." Song Yutong said, "You yawned more than I did just after class. Don't you make up for it?"

Wen Sui put on his bag, his eyelids were drooping, and he was obviously sleepy: "I have an appointment with someone, I'll have some coffee later."

"Didn't I tell you?" Chu Tian pouted, "Just her classmate."

Song Yutong's expression changed: "...Oh."

The faint aroma of coffee lingers in the coffee shop. There are not many people in the shop in the afternoon, most of them are chatting softly or working and studying with their computers in their hands.

Wen Sui sips his coffee to recharge his energy.

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

A soft female voice came from the opposite side.

"Yeah." Wen Sui answered without much energy, apparently not wanting to say too much to her, "What do you want from me, tell me."

Xu Yun pursed her lips and looked at Wen Sui for a moment: "You...you should have guessed everything."

She didn't make it clear, but Wen Sui understood.

Wen Sui looked up at her, and answered quickly: "Yes."

"Then why don't you come to me?" Xu Yun asked firmly.

Wen Sui said: "Because the receipt hasn't arrived. The store is too far away from me. It's been busy recently, so I haven't had time to get it."

"..."

Xu Yun clasped the corner of her skirt with her fingers, paused for a moment, then bent over to flip through her bag.

Wen Sui watched her movements without speaking.

Soon, a "pop" sounded softly.

Wen Sui looked at a bank card on the table.

Xu Yun paused, pushed the card in front of Wen Sui, and said in an unnatural voice: "This... this is all my money, and the password is my birthday."

"If it's not enough, then... just owe it first, and I will pay you back the principal with interest before the end of the year at the interest of the bank loan."

Wen Sui looked at her for a while, nodded, and accepted it bluntly: "OK."

"Then I won't go out to get the receipt. I'll let Boss Wen take it for you later. You just know the price, right?"

"up to you."

"..."

"Is there anything else?" Wen Sui continued to ask.

Xu Yun didn't answer, she was silent.

Wen Sui drank the last sip of coffee: "Okay, then I'll go first."

"Wen Sui."

As soon as she stood up, Xu Yun stopped her.

Wen Sui looked over, and she raised her eyebrows, indicating that Xu Yun had something to say.

"I'm sorry," Xu Yun lowered her head, drinking coffee after sip, her voice was muffled and soft, very vague, but just enough for Wen Sui to hear, "I'm just a little angry, I'm obsessed, I didn't think it was really messed up, I regretted it the moment I broke it with the scissors."

Wen Sui didn't answer.

"I didn't dare to tell you." Xu Yun bit her lip, "But I also thought you would check in advance and find out early."

"And in fact, I prepared a note after I went back. I was going to send it to you that afternoon. Then I went out and heard your friend said that you had replaced it with a new one, so I went back."

After she finished speaking, she raised her head to look at Wen Sui. Seeing that Wen Sui had a cold expression and didn't respond, Xu Yun paused, reached for her mobile phone, and said while picking up the payment records, "If you don't believe me, I can show you the payment records."

"no need."

Wen Sui interrupted her.

She and Xu Yun grew up together when they were young, and then their relationship suddenly became tense. Wen Sui didn't understand why in middle and high school, but as Wen Sui grew up, he now understands.

Xu Yun's father works under Wensui's father, although Wensui's father only recognizes work ability and doesn't consider other things.But after all, you are working under someone else, so it is inevitable that there will be some clinging and pandering.

Girls are delicate and sensitive. When they see their parents blindly praising other children but belittling themselves, even though this is just a polite relationship between adults, children are also prone to resentment, and they have to be strong and stubborn to give birth to something.Overwhelming thoughts.

Wen Sui understands, but Wen Sui doesn't like it.

Wen Sui put the bank card into the bag: "It doesn't matter."

Xu Yun didn't say anything.

She is indeed jealous that Wen Sui is better than her everywhere, and why her parents always praise Wen Sui.She is a little despicable, she will deliberately not tell Wen Sui the news of the replacement, so that Wen Sui will lose his place in the reporter agency, and lose this kind of icing on the cake that is beneficial to Wen Sui, and it is harmless to lose it..

At that time, she was obsessed and couldn't help breaking Wen Sui's skirt, but she soon realized the seriousness of the problem—the school celebration party was very important, and this seemingly small mistake would be ruin for Wen Suisex blow.

So she quickly rented a new one, and if Wen Sui didn't notice it in time, it wouldn't be too late to take it out.

Xu Yun is despicable, but Xu Yun is not vicious.

"But you are very brave," Wen Sui thought for a while, "Since you know that my skirt is broken, you will know that you made it, so you still dare to do it? Are you afraid that I will tell the teacher?"

Xu Yun looked out the window casually: "There is no camera, and you have no evidence for what you said."

"Oh," Wen Sui looked at her and said slowly, "Then how do you know..."

"I'm not recording right now?"

"..."

Suddenly, Xu Yun turned her head in disbelief.

Wen Sui tilted his head at her seriously.

"..."

Silence for a while.

Xu Yun let out a breath suddenly: "You won't."

"Ok?"

Xu Yun looked into Wensui's eyes and said methodically: "This matter didn't actually hurt you. You are not someone who cares about pennies and pennies. Besides, you are lazy. It is really troublesome to calculate. You can't be sure who is responsible for the teacher.Handling style, also because the relationship between our two families still needs to be explained to your parents, and there is no extra benefit for you, you can’t do it.”

"You're right, I didn't record it. You paid me back the money, I really don't want to worry about it." Wen Sui looked at Xu Yun for a while, and finally nodded frankly, "But I also want to tellYou, I am indeed afraid of trouble, but I am not the Holy Mother, so don't use small tricks on me, forget it this time, but maybe next time."

Xu Yun pursed her lips: "Got it."

Wen Sui was terribly sleepy, she looked at the time, it was still enough for her to go back and catch up on sleep, so she didn't talk to Xu Yun any more, took her bag, and was about to leave.

"Hey, Wen Sui, is that the boy you like?"

Xu Yun's words came from the opposite side, full of gossip, but very accurate.

"..."

The hand holding the bag was clenched immediately.

Wen Sui's back stiffened.

She stared at Xu Yun.

Xu Yun took a shallow sip of coffee, then bent her lips and smiled at Wen Sui, then pointed her finger out of the window.

Right outside the glass window.

Three or four boys were passing by.

The most conspicuous of them is falling on the last one.His superior height made him stand out among them, his slender body bowed slightly, and he was playing with his mobile phone. The sun hit his short hair and mottled shadows were printed on his forehead. His nose was high and his profile was perfectly curved.

It's Zhou Ye.

"..."

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