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Chapter 13
After the get out of class bell rang, the physics teacher dragged on for a while before leaving. As soon as the teacher left, the second class classroom came out with joyful cheers after school. You called me to go to the game hall to play arcade games. I asked you to go to the milk tea shop to do homework. The students began to leave the classroom one after another.
Jirang stood at the corner of the corridor with a gloomy expression. When other students saw him, they were afraid to go to his side, and detoured down the stairs on the other side.
Qi Yingyi didn't come out, it is estimated that he was obediently waiting for Yu Zhuo in the classroom.
He stared at the front door of the classroom, raised his foot several times, and then retracted.
What are you doing? !
Xingshi asks sin? Why do you run as soon as you see me?
Explanation misunderstanding? Me and Xue Manqing have nothing?
Is he full enough to talk to a little dumb who can't hear this? He has nothing to do with her! He didn't even have her contact information!
It is definitely that the buns in the canteen at noon today are too much!
He scolded himself a few stupid words in his heart, and turned to leave with a calm face.
The back door of the half-covered classroom was pushed open, and Qi Ying walked out from inside carrying a schoolbag, arranging his shoulder straps as he walked.
Jirang was caught off guard and made a face-to-face encounter with her, with an unhappy expression on his face before he could take it back and froze. When Qi Ying saw him, her eyes lit up, and the smile on her lips was full of sweetness, but the next moment she didn't know what to think of, the feet that wanted to run towards him stopped again.
Still smiling, but converging his mind, showing the timid cautiousness when he first saw it.
Jirang suddenly became angry and upset, gritted his teeth and said, "You come here for me."
Qi Ying observed his words and thoughts, and felt that the general should be very angry now.
Is it because I always disturb you somehow?
She lowered her eyes sadly, thought for a while, and felt that it would be better for herself to leave his sight as soon as possible without making him angry.
Then Jirang saw the little girl who was always smiling sweetly with tears in her mouth, turning around and walking down silently.
Jirang was stunned, with a stiff and hard expression on his face. He waited until Qi Ying reached the top of the stairs before finally reacting. He stepped forward a few steps with his long legs and rushed to grab her wrist.
Qi Ying turned her head back, pursing the corners of her lips slightly, looking like she was wronged and forbearing.
His fingers were tight and cold, and his throat seemed to be blocked: "I...I'm not killing you..." Jirang felt his temple hurt suddenly and bit his tongue. The pain made him feel less confused and bored. He asked: "Can I take you to eat strawberry pudding?"
Qi Ying looked at him blankly.
He repeated four words: "Strawberry, pudding."
She finally understood, laughed, and nodded obediently.
...
This time changed to a dessert shop, right at the back door of the school, next to the Qilixiang Milk Tea Shop.
He ordered a strawberry pudding and was paying, Qi Ying stood by and looked down at the lovely desserts in different colors and looks in the glass display case.
haven't eaten it, want it all.
She felt that she had eaten strawberry pudding last time, and she would like to try another taste this time. He tugged at the corner of Jirang's clothes, pointed at the mango mousse he fancy, and signaled that he wanted to change to this.
As a result, Jirang disagreed, and looked at her fiercely: "Don't half-hearted, whichever you like!" He stuffed the strawberry pudding into her hand: "Eat!"
Qi Ying is not angry, after all, strawberry pudding is also delicious.
After eating two or three bites, she took out her pocket money from her schoolbag, ran over, pointed at the piece of mango mousse, and motioned to the clerk to help her take it.
The clerk was about to go by, and Jirang sitting on his seat said gloomily, "Don't sell it to her."
Who doesn't know Jirang?
The clerk didn't dare to disobey his words and deceived Qi Ying: "This is a reservation made by other customers, and it will not be sold."
She was a little disappointed, holding a twenty-one piece in her hand, and then looking left and right, then happily pointed to a piece of matcha cake, and blinked at the clerk.
The clerk didn't speak yet, and heard the boss's temperatureless voice: "Tell her that except for strawberry pudding, nothing else is sold in this store."
Clerk: "..."
Big brother, wouldn't it hurt your conscience to bully a deaf-mute person like this?
Despite the confession, he can only do so. The clerk conveyed Jirang's words with regret and guilt.
Qi Ying was a little surprised that he would encounter such a situation, but in his heart he assumed that this dessert shop was doing very well, and walked back with twenty yuan.
Jirang was playing with her mobile phone, seeing her sitting over, a faint smile under her eyes, and then disappeared.
Qi Ying looked at him for a while with his chin in his hands. When he saw that he was not talking, he was playing with the mobile phone only by the back of the chair. He was a little confused, took out the mobile phone and typed and asked: What are you looking for me?
Jirang glanced at the screen, moved uncomfortably, and changed his posture.
Can't you say that I came to you to settle the accounts?
He was silent for a while, and expressionlessly in Qi Ying's curious eyes, he replied: Finding you to do your homework.
Qi Ying bent his eyes, happily took out the papers to be made today from his schoolbag and spread them on the table, then looked at him expectantly.
Every time in the class after school, some classmates always make an appointment to go to the milk tea shop and cafe to do homework. She hasn't been there with anyone yet. didn't expect that the first person to ask her was the general!
Jirang:............
He dragged his schoolbag slowly, and took a look.
There is only a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, a charger, a bottle of half-drinked Coke, plus a high school math book that don’t know which year and month it was put in.
can only take out the math book.
When opened it, had torn a few pages.
What kind of shit is the sine function and the cosine function? What are cos/sin/tan/f(x)? Is this a fucking math book or an English book?
Big guys who want to pretend to write a few questions have no way to write.
The point is that he doesn't have a pen either.
The opposite Qi Ying took out a stationery box, a pink cloth bag stationery box, embroidered with a white long-eared rabbit. Even the pens used are too good to behave, like a blue whale.
She wrote several multiple-choice questions, and when she saw Jirang staring at the book in the same position, she tilted her head curiously.
Jirang noticed her gaze and bit his scalp and reached out to her: borrow a pen.
Qi Ying suddenly realized that he hurriedly pushed the stationery box over.
He opened the pencil case with two fingers, looked around, and picked a pink whale hat gel pen.
Started to write and draw on the brand new math book.
I drew a little girl with a ponytail, and then drew a strawberry. wanted to draw a little girl eating a strawberry, but unfortunately couldn't paint, so had to give up.
When writing the fill-in-the-blank question, Qi Ying’s mobile phone on the table shook. It was Yu Zhuo who sent a message: Sister, where have you been? Didn’t you let you wait in the classroom for me not to run around!
Qi Ying knew that he didn't like Jirang, so she didn't tell the truth: I want to drink milk tea, which is incense in Qili.
Yu Zhuo said: Oh, then you wait for me there, I'll come over right away. Buy me a cup of milk green, seven-cent candies, and more boba.
Jirang's phone also rang, and when it was connected, Qu Da Zhuang yelled, "Brother, just now the head teacher of the seventh class came over suddenly, and the kid Yu Zhuo ran away. But I looked at the time, it was half an hour, so I didn’t chase him. he."
Jirang glanced at Qi Yingyi who was responding to the news, and said coldly, "I see."
I hung up the phone and saw Qi Ying writing on the draft book, and then handed him the book.
Juanxiu's handwriting is as obedient as her: My brother has come to pick me up, I am leaving.
Jirang nodded slightly.
She wrote again: Can do homework with you next time?
Jirang, who was digging and jumping by himself, pursed his lips and continued nodding.
Qi Ying smiled sweetly at him and began to pack his schoolbags. He held the pink whale pen, did not take the initiative to return it to her, and put the math book into his bag.
After leaving the dessert shop, Qi Ying went to Qilixiang next door to buy milk tea for Yu Zhuo.
When she showed the clerk to order the order, when she looked back, Jirang had already left. The schoolbag was slanted, the pace was lazy, the uniform was not well worn, but the back was very straight.
Qi Ying held the hot milk tea and waved at his back.
...
It is the rush hour of school, when the school gate is too heavy for cars to come and go, they are all parents picking up their children. Yu Zhuo flew through the crowd with his schoolbag and ran towards Qilixiang.
The car horns at the intersection ahead banged loudly.
A white Volkswagen stopped at the main road and blocked the intersection. The owner of the car was a middle-aged man. He poked his head out of the driver's seat and yelled at a small shop not far away: "Hurry up! How long does it take to buy a drink?"
The fat little boy in front of the store was paying with a bottle of soda, "Immediately."
The black car blocked by him kept honking.
Seeing that he was not moving, the front of the car slammed to the right and drove past the illegal zone monitored by the electronic eye. Drove to the front and ran side by side with him, the window slowly lowered, and a cold female voice came out: "If you don't stop, don't drive out to harm the road traffic!"
The middle-aged man was scolded by her and didn't say a word. Until the car drove forward, he spit out the window and cursed: "Just you will stop! It's all the public, what are you criticizing?"
The owner of the car who was blocked by him and was very dissatisfied couldn't help but ridicule: "Don't tease buddy, it's Phaeton, I can buy ten of your car."
Middle-aged man: "..."
Yu Zhuo was going over the railing next to the sidewalk, intending to take a shortcut, and suddenly heard someone on the side of the road shouting: "Hey, kid."
He turned a deaf ear, and as soon as he stepped over one leg, the voice shouted again: "The kid in red Adi."
Wear red Adi? Isn't this me?
Yu Zhuo tilted his head and saw a black car parked on the side of the road. A beautiful girl with short hair was sitting in the driver's seat and beckoning to him.
Yu Zhuo pointed to herself hesitantly, and she nodded.
He glanced at his hurdle's leg, silently retracted, and coughed, "Do we know each other?"
The short-haired girl smiled, with slender eyebrows and long eyes, showing a glamorous smell, "We have seen it. You know Jirang, don't you?"
Yu Zhuo became more and more weird, looking at her without speaking.
She smiled again, turned around and took out an envelope from the co-pilot, and handed it out from the car window, "Can you please help me transfer this to Jirang?"
Yu Zhuo frowned, "I'm not familiar with him, why don't you hand it over to him?"
Ji Qian shrugged: "He pulled me black."
Yu Zhuo was a little surprised. He glanced at the envelope again and thought to himself, I can't do a love letter?
So... Does such a beautiful and glamorous lady like Jirang?
What the fuck is this world.
Ji Qian was still smiling, and raised the letter in his hand to him: "My child, do my sister a favor."
The smile was so beautiful that as long as a boy could not refuse.
Yu Zhuo stretched out his hand to take it, and repeated: "First, declare that I am not familiar with him and may not be able to hand it over to him. Even if it is given to him, he may not be able to take it."
Ji Qian smiled "I understand", thanked him, and drove away slowly.
Yu Zhuo lowered his head to look at the unsealed envelope, put his mouth down, and stuffed it into his schoolbag. When he walked to Qilixiang, Qi Ying stood at the door holding milk tea, and beckoned when he saw him.
Yu Zhuo took a sip of the milk tea and complained to himself: "Why is it hot? I want to drink it iced." But I bought it all, and didn't plan to change another cup, leading Qi Ying to take the bus.
After getting in the car, I sent a WeChat message to Qi Ying and said: Sister, let me tell you that Jirang is definitely not easy.
Qi Ying:...
Yu Zhuo talked about the fact that a beautiful girl had dragged him to hand over the love letter, and said: He is simply a scumbag playing with other people's emotions!
Qi Ying was a little angry: Maybe something important, don't guess by yourself.
Yu Zhuo: Then why does he still block people? Don’t you dare not face it!
Qi Ying: Say it again, I'll tell your uncle that you went to fight again today.
Yu Zhuo:?
Qi Ying pointed at his elbow.
There was dust on the wall that he had hit when he was in the classroom with Qu Da Zhuang and the others. Yu Zhuo marveled at his sister's insight and silently shut up.
After arriving home, Wu Yinghua had already prepared the meal, took the schoolbags of the two children, and asked them to wash their hands.
Yu Zhuo's schoolbag chain was only half pulled, and an envelope fell out of it while still in bed.
Wu Yinghua picked it up curiously, the envelope was unsealed, she opened it and looked at it.
It is a photo.
A gentle-looking woman, holding a child about one or two years old, holding a Mickey Mouse balloon in her hand, smiling at the camera.
The date is printed at the bottom corner of the photo: taken in the millennium.