shallow to deep GL

Ai Qian knew that Qin Zishuang not only had one residence in City A, but the one in Xiaoyue Garden was exactly her parents' house, a small villa, where she had lived for decades. Now that her parents moved abroad, she The elder sister Qin Ziyi married again as the first wife, and the house finally fell into her hands.

If it weren't for the proximity to the city middle school, Ai Qian wouldn't have lived in it back then, and had a relationship with her.

She didn't ask Qin Zishuang why he didn't go to the company, and she didn't dare to ask. With the current trend, Qin Zishuang seemed to have held a parent meeting, and Ai Qian really regarded her as a parent for no reason.

The car stopped in the garage in a few minutes. Qin Zishuang got out of the car first, and walked into the house without saying hello, but left the door open for her.

After Ai Qian changed her shoes and went in, she looked up at the clock on the wall, and it was already 5:[-] in the evening.

Sitting on the sofa.

Unexpectedly, when Qin Zishuang said these words suddenly, Ai Qian paused in her heart, walked to the sofa with small steps, and sat on the edge, seeing her walk into the kitchen quietly in fur slippers, and took two glasses of water half a minute later walked out.

She sat down across from her, took off her coat, and passed the water.

Ai Qian looked at her somewhat thin shirt in a daze. Although the heating was turned on at home, it was not so warm.

Doesn't she feel cold?

It's been too long without knowing it.

Ai Qian's wild thoughts were beaten back by Qin Zishuang's words, and she put the cup on the table with Shui Shui. Although she knew it was random, the sound still shocked Ai Qian.

Give me the transcript.

Ai Qian swallowed her saliva, immediately took off her schoolbag and put it on her lap, unzipped the zipper and took out the report card just issued by the teacher yesterday from the interlayer along with her memory.

She handed it over carefully.

Qin Zishuang took it without any expression, picked up the cup and took a sip, and wiped the light red lipstick on his lower lip, leaving a faint mark on the rim of the cup.Ai Qian looked in this direction, and happened to be able to see the texture on the lip prints, twisting and turning irregularly.

Ai Qian pursed her lips.

Biology 55 points.Qin Zishuang said suddenly.The throat that just drank water is not so deep.

After hearing this, Ai Qian smiled kindly.

English is not bad, 95.

Ai Qian bit her lip, closed her eyes and explained: The total score of English is 150.

She raised her head slightly, and saw Qin Zishuang raising his eyebrows calmly after hearing this.

Ah.Intriguing laugh.

After hearing this, Ai Qian turned cold, and unconsciously moved a little forward. I have a reason, it is because

Qin Zi didn't even look up: I just look at the result.

Ai Qian:

A simple report card was only a few lines long, but Qin Zishuang read it for 5 minutes before putting it on the table. Then he leaned on the sofa, his legs alternated, and he looked at her coldly with his hands folded around his chest.

Ai pursed her lips.

The college entrance examination is about to take place in three months.She paused, remembered something, sat up straight suddenly, and stretched out her hand again: Teacher Zhao said that you received a love letter, show it to me.

-----

Ai Qian did not expect the love letter to be mentioned in this situation.

But when she thought about it again, it seemed that this was the case. The letter was placed on the table when she returned to the classroom after the physical education class last Wednesday.

It was the first time she encountered such a thing, of course she was a little nervous, she randomly grabbed it, looked around, stuffed it into her schoolbag, and then forgot about it.

When Ai Qian took it out of her schoolbag again, she felt wronged. First, she didn't know who wrote it, and second, she hadn't read it yet.

When Qin Zishuang took it, he pinched it away with his index and middle fingers like scissors, and even sarcastically said: children nowadays still write love letters.

Ai Qian also felt the same way, it was really silly.

Qin Zishuang was surprised that the envelope hadn't been opened yet. She impatiently pulled up the folded paper little by little, but tore it from the seal in a rough and troublesome way. Unexpectedly, the letter paper was full. It was also torn in one piece.

She didn't pick up the piece of paper, but took out the torn letter paper and read it.

It was much faster than reading the report card. In less than a minute, she folded it back, stuffed it into the envelope, and then threw the shredded paper into the trash can beside it.

The words are ugly and the writing style is poor, but I really have the courage to write.

Ai Qian paused, but she didn't expect her to comment on this.

She asked: Who wrote it?

Qin Zishuang glanced at her, took out the mobile phone in his pocket and said calmly: I want to know, I picked it up and looked at it.After she finished speaking, she had already dialed a phone and put it in her ear.

Ai Qian glanced at her, then at the trash can.

Forget it, it’s okay not to know.

The phone beeped loudly, maybe the living room was too quiet, Ai Qian was a little dazed looking at the report card on the table.

I thought it was a call that no one answered, but it was picked up in the last few seconds. The other end was very noisy, and the person who answered was also very excited.

Qin Zishuang? Really, wait a minute.

Then I changed to a relatively quiet place.

It's rare to call me, what's the matter?

Qin Zi supported his forehead with both hands, glanced at Ai Qian lightly, and said to the phone: I'll give you a chance to repay me by coming to Xiaoyue Garden to cook for us.