Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

Xie Heng took Yun Qian to the edge of the river embankment. There was a narrow staircase beside the bridge. After going down, there was a shoal. The sand on the shoal was surprisingly soft.

If you ignore the surrounding scenery, this place can be seen as a seaside beach.

Yun Qian stepped on it and ran for two steps, then asked the person behind him in surprise: "It's so beautiful here. I didn't know there was a place like this here. How did you find this place?"

"I found out about skipping class." Xie Heng said matter-of-factly.

Yun Qian had nothing to say.

The setting sun was at the end of the horizon, and a large sheet of burned-red clouds stretched out from the surrounding sky.

Yun Qian found a slightly clean place to sit down, then patted the side, "You come and sit too."

Xie Heng looked down and sneered. He didn't sit down, but just stood on the edge.

"Xiao Xie."

It was the same title as in WeChat. Xie Heng's eyelids jumped when he heard it.

"What university do you want to go to?"

"Squatting at home in college."

"........."

Don't be too outrageous.

Yun Qian was choked for a long time and didn't know how to answer this sentence.

"Xiao Xie, I am asking you very seriously."

The girl's expression was so vivid that Xie Heng couldn't help but tilt his head and laugh, "I'm also answering very seriously."

The boy's final note rises, showing the master's good mood.

Xie Heng didn't seem to care much about anything, whether it was his grades or anything else, as if nothing in this world could make him have strong emotional ups and downs.

It can be said to be more Buddha than Maitreya Buddha.

The two of them sat and stood, both looking at the sunset in the distance.

Yun Qian kept talking, talking about everything from gossip in school to longing for the future, and Xie Heng answered all the questions.

Xie Heng put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform jacket and felt a weak pull from the corner of his clothes. He lowered his head to look.

The girl seemed to like tugging at the corners of his clothes, like a child who was looking for something to pull on to feel safe.

Yun Qian raised his head and looked at Xie Heng, his eyes were very bright, and there were two little Xie Heng reflected in them.

"Xie Heng, let's go to the same school."

Xie Heng's heartbeat skipped a beat, and then the entire heart rate began to become unbalanced.

Later, Xie Heng couldn't remember whether he gave a response. He only remembered that the girl's eyes were all about him, and the words she said made his heart beat faster for a long time.

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When Xie Heng returned home, the lights in the hall on the first floor were all on. The housekeeper stood at the entrance and saw Xie Heng coming in.

He lowered his voice and said to Xie Heng, "Sir is back today and is in the living room."

"…Um."

Xie Heng walked into the living room, without moving his eyes to the living room at all, and went straight upstairs.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room was a middle-aged man, wearing a crisp black suit. His face looked very similar to Xie Heng's, with a tired look.

"Little Heng."

Xie Heng stopped and did not look back, "Mr. Xie, is there something wrong?"

Xie Qin's face was helpless, and his voice was even more helpless: "Do you have to talk to me like this?"

"Thank you, Mr. Xie, for taking care of your busy schedule. Go get some rest early." Xie Heng walked upstairs.

Xie Qin looked at his son's back and sighed deeply.

The housekeeper came over and added hot tea to Xie Qin, "Xiaoheng is stubborn. He will get better once the hurdle in his heart is over."

Xie Qin shook his head, his eyes filled with pain and helplessness: "This hurdle is so sad that I can't even get over it myself."

Hearing this, the housekeeper felt powerless and did not reply. Silence filled the living room.

Xie Heng returned to the room and locked the door habitually.

He walked outside the balcony, picked up the cigarette case on the small round table on the balcony, took out one, put it in his mouth and lit it.

Xie Heng doesn't smoke often and has no addiction. He only occasionally smokes one or two when he is particularly irritable.

Smoke curled up in the night, and sparks flickered out.

The phone rang at this time. It was a WeChat call from Yun Qian. Xie Heng, who was smoking, didn't check whether it was voice or video and clicked directly to connect.

Then he saw Yun Qian's little face taking up the entire screen. Yun Qian saw the man opposite him holding a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes looming in the smoke.

Xie Heng: "......"

Yun Qian: "..."

"You actually still smoke?" Yun Qian was surprised.

Xie Heng took the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray nearby, "What's wrong with our school bully smoking some cigarettes?"

Yun Qian was silent.

"What video are you making?" Xie Heng asked.

Yun Qian put the phone further away, and Xie Heng could see some decorations in the girl's room.

"Would you believe me if I said my hands were slippery?"

"Oh, then hang up."

"...Xiao Xie, you are so cruel." Yun Qian complained.

Xie Heng looked at the girl's drama, and the depression in his heart dissipated for no reason, and he was no longer irritated just now.

Yun Qian originally made a video call just to see if Xie Heng answered the call. According to Xie Heng's temperament, he would probably not pick up the call. Unexpectedly, she waited for a while and Xie Heng answered the call.

This was really unexpected, and as soon as the connection was connected, I saw the scene of the boss smoking famously. The boss himself obviously did not expect it.

"Are you not happy?"

Xie Heng sat down on the hanging chair on the balcony and said in a lazy voice: "Just average."

Yun Qian: "?"

Are you usually happy or unhappy?

"Smoking less, it's not good for your health." The girl started to ramble again.

Xie Heng lowered his eyes, his mole looking even more coquettish under the brightness of his phone.

Yun Qian looked at the goblin on the screen, and her voice became softer and softer, then was silenced later.

Xie Heng stopped listening to Yun Qian's voice and raised an eyebrow with a confused expression.

"Why are not you talking?"

"Xiao Xie, I am so handsome that I am speechless."

"......Don't be disgusted."

Yun Qian chuckled: "Seriously, although smoking is cool, I'd better stop smoking."

"But if you really want to look cool, you can hold a lollipop in your mouth."

"..." Just kidding.

"I smoke occasionally, not much." Xie Heng said quietly.

Yun Qian nodded, and then showed his math test paper in front of the camera for one minute.

A question mark appeared above Xie Heng's head: "What are you doing?"

"I heard that I can remember more deeply what I read before going to bed at night. I want to try it."

"........."

You really know the truth through practice.

Yun Qian held it for a while before taking down the test paper. When she took it down, she found that there was no one on the other side. She was now facing pure white.

Xie Heng faced the wall with his phone: "Just face the wall and think about it yourself."

"...You are so naive." Yun Qian complained.

Xie Heng chuckled and did not deny it.

Yun Qian's expression was a little serious, and he didn't worry about this person letting him think about his mistakes. "If you are unhappy, you can talk to me."

"Among other things, I am very good at chicken soup for the soul and comforting people."

There was a smile in Xie Heng's eyes, "I'm not unhappy. You can keep the chicken soup for yourself."

"Don't dislike it, I won't charge you any money."

The wind at night was not as fierce as during the day. It gently blew Xie Heng's forehead, and the girl's soft voice floated in the air.

The phone was hung up with Yun Qian's sleepy good night voice.

She said: "Good night, Xiao Xie."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Heng ignored it and just watched the phone go from light to dark.

Then he sighed.

"Good night, Miss Kitty."