Quick Wear: About the Things I Saved from the Villain

Song Qingyu went downstairs, and only Tang Li and Shi Yunchen were left in the studio. Tang Li didn't say anything and continued to perfect the final details.

Shi Yunchen looked at her serious profile, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

The room was silent, with only the small speaker next to them still playing music. However, one of them was drawing seriously while the other was staring at people in a trance, and neither of them had the leisure to listen to the music.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Li finally put down her paintbrush. She went to the bathroom to wash her hands and came out. Shi Yunchen was still sitting there without moving.

"Are you here just to sit there and do nothing?"

Her voice finally brought him back to his senses. Shi Yunchen stood up suddenly, and the chair made a harsh sound on the floor.

"Tangli."

He said, "Don't be mad at me."

He didn't want to quarrel with her anymore, he didn't feel comfortable at all.

Tang Li looked at his aggrieved eyes and sighed helplessly, "It's not that I'm angry with you."

It was obvious that he was just feeling angry and didn't want to pay attention to her.

Shi Yunchen knew what she meant.

He took two steps forward, took out the tightly covered cup of milk tea from his arms and stuffed it into her hand, then took her arm and apologized pitifully.

"I know, I'm being awkward, I'm wrong."

Tang Li looked at the milk tea in her hand. It was her favorite brand and flavor, and it was also the one that Yunchen bought that day but she couldn't drink.

Shi Yunchen was still reflecting, "I was wrong to lose my temper with you that day. I was just a little angry, I..."

The boy pursed his lips, lowered his head, his eyes were slightly red, and his voice was small.

"I just don't want to see you drinking milk tea bought by others."

The music stopped at some point, and in the silence of the room Yunchen seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat.

Will Tang Xiaoli never forgive him again...

He thought sadly and anxiously: He always couldn't control his temper, and she was such a good person, and she always tolerated and indulged him.

"Shi Yunchen."

Tangli's voice was still gentle, "I don't like milk tea bought by others."

Shi Yunchen suddenly raised his head, and Tang Li smiled faintly.

"I only like to drink what you buy."

It was as if a huge stone had been lifted off his chest. Shi Yunchen heaved a sigh of relief and then smiled foolishly.

"Then drink it quickly."

He pushed Tang Li's hand, thought for a moment, and took the milk tea and straw back from her, "I'll help you with the injection."

His excited look gave Tang Li a bad feeling in his heart, "Don't..."

Before he could finish his words, Shi Yunchen grabbed the head and thrust the straw in with all his strength.

The next second, there was a "bang" and the paper base of the milk tea was pierced through. Light brown liquid flowed all over the floor, soaking the surface of both people's cotton slippers.

Tangli:......

Shi Yunchen: "......s, surprise?"

The Tang couple, who had left a crack in the door but didn't hear any sound, were still worried downstairs when they suddenly heard Tang Li's loud shouting from upstairs.

"Shi! Yun! Chen! You're dead!!!"

"Ahhhhh I was wrong I was wrong I was so wrong! I will clean it now!!!"

The couple looked at each other and smiled.

Okay, I worried for nothing.

Song Qingyu sighed, "From childhood to adulthood, only Xiaochen can make our Lili so emotional."

"That's right," Tang Yunshu muttered sourly, "You little bastard."

"You, you," Song Qingyu smiled and shook her head, "The children are still young."

"That's why I didn't stop it." Tang Yunshu snorted.

Finally, under Tang Li's stern face, Shi Yunchen packed up the studio angrily and promised to compensate her with two cups of milk tea later.

In the evening, after eating at Tang's house, Shi Yunchen returned home in a swagger. His arrogant look made Xu Linlin roll her eyes.

Fortunately, the two children reconciled, and this year passed smoothly and lively. Soon, spring came and the winter vacation was over, and Tang Li and Shi Yunchen returned to school.

At the beginning of this school year, a transfer student came to Tang Li's class. The student was also someone she was familiar with, having met in a shopping mall a few years ago.

"Why did you come here?" Tang Li asked curiously during the break.

"It doesn't matter where I go," Deng Zhenbai yawned and lazily lay on the table, "I might as well stay here. There are two people I know."

The people I know are Tang Li and Shi Yunchen.

"By the way," Deng Zhenbai asked curiously, holding his head, "When are you going to tell him?"

Tang Li paused while sorting the books, and after a moment of silence, he said calmly, "Not now."

Deng Zhenbai sighed with regret and said sincerely, "If you need anything, my friend, I can help you."

"Don't talk nonsense." Tang Li gave him a warning look.

"Okay, okay, you guys are really reserved." Deng Zhenbai raised his hands regretfully in surrender.

He grew up in Italy as a child, and was inevitably emotionally infected by the enthusiasm there. He didn't understand Tang Li's slow pace.

Tang Li looked at the drawing at hand, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and did not respond.

Shi Yunchen found out that Deng Zhenbai had transferred to Tang Li's class during lunch. He looked at the chestnut-haired boy next to Tang Li, who was smiling happily with his big white teeth bared, and jumped up like an angry lion whose territory had been invaded.

"Why is he here?!"

Tang Li didn't expect his reaction to be so strong. He frowned slightly and said, "Just speak properly. It's his freedom to transfer to any school."

Deng Zhenbai blinked, thinking that his last self-introduction was too hasty, and immediately opened his arms enthusiastically wanting to give Shi Yunchen a hug.

"Long time no see, do you still remember me? I'm Deng Zhenbai, Xiaoli's..."

"Snapped!"

Shi Yunchen slapped Deng Zhenbai's hand away and stared at Tang Li questioningly.

"It's his freedom to transfer to wherever he wants. I think there's no need for me to transfer to your class, right?!"

Tang Li was stunned, "What's the connection between these two things......"

"Tangli."

Shi Yunchen looked at her deeply, his eyes reddened, "I hate you."

He turned around and walked away, disappearing in two steps.

"Hiss, it seems to be a bit troublesome."

Deng Zhenbai touched the back of his hand, "He won't treat me as, uh..."

Tang Li turned to look at him in a daze. Deng Zhenbai asked, "Didn't you tell him that I'm already your junior apprentice?"

After returning to H City with his mother to live permanently, after so many years, Deng Zhenbai finally realized his dream of becoming a disciple of Master Song Qingyu. He is now Tang Li's legitimate junior apprentice.

Tang Li shook her head: Shi Yunchen and Deng Zhenbai are not familiar with each other, so why would she mention it specifically.

"That's right, this doesn't prove anything."

Deng Zhenbai stroked his chin thoughtfully, "But, didn't you tell him that I don't like girls?"

Tang Li still shook his head, "This is your privacy."

"Okay," Deng Zhenbai scratched his head and muttered, "You guys are really troublesome. You should explain it to him as soon as possible. After all, in a few days..."

Tang Li didn't respond to his words, but just pointed at the back of his hand, "Sorry, do you need some medicine?"

Deng Zhenbai waved his hand. "It's just a little red. He didn't use much force."

"Okay, then can you be alone? I... have something else to do."

Deng Zhenbai smiled knowingly and immediately drove him away, "Go quickly, go quickly."

Tang Li turned and left. Deng Zhenbai looked at her back, shook his head and muttered to himself.

"These two are really..."

One person's mind is too shallow and his emotions are too serious, while the other person's mind is too deep and his emotions are too light. How can they communicate well?