Moon and people are still

After getting off the car, I put the songs I heard in Jingyi’s car into my playlist. Now there are fifteen songs in this playlist, including Chinese and English, all of which I have never heard before. of.

I will not admit that we have a generation gap.

I returned home with a happy mood, and after sitting upright on the sofa for a minute, I took out my mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Jing Yi, and soon, she replied to me.

I looked at the good words on the screen, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

The winter vacation just passed day by day, and the years after growing up became boring, as if it was a mahjong festival. Parents played mahjong from the first day to the fifth day, and mahjong friends exchanged wave after wave. won.

After I thought that my contact with Jing Yi would have to wait until the start of school, one day at noon, she suddenly called.

I was playing poker with my friends at the time.

Alas, what right do I have to complain about my parents? I myself played from the first day to the fifth day of junior high school. Who is undercover when playing cards, werewolf killing mahjong, and who is more advanced than whom.

When the phone rang, the cards in my hand were so bad that I wanted to admit defeat directly. The moment I saw Jing Yi’s name, I was shocked, and I handed the cards to my friend who was watching the game, picked up the phone and looked for coffee. An empty corner of the shop.

I coughed and picked up the phone: "Hello, Teacher Jing."

She smiled at the other end, and then asked me: "Coco, are you free tonight? Do me a favor."

After hanging up the phone, my heart almost jumped out.

The call was so sudden, I glanced at the phone screen, and the conversation lasted less than a minute.

And in less than a minute, I agreed with everything she said, she said she would pick me up at night, and I was led step by step by her, without even asking what she needed me to do.

I laughed foolishly.

Anyway, it is impossible to go to the pork shop.

I can't butcher pigs.

With such a disturbed mood, I lost the cards all afternoon. My friend watched me blow up the ace into a dragon and beat it out, and scolded me that I deserved to lose.

After returning, he casually took a few bites of food, then sat on the sofa in the living room and waited.

Dad also sat on the sofa after eating. He snatched the remote control from me, looked at my coat and bag, turned the TV to the news channel, and asked me, "Going out tonight?"

I nodded.

He asked again: "What time do you leave?"

I said: "7 o'clock, no, I went downstairs at 6:50, and I went downstairs at 7 o'clock."

Maybe it was too accurate, Dad looked back at me with a puzzled expression, then glanced at the clock on the wall, his expression became even more puzzled: "It's only 6 o'clock now."

I chuckled: "Yes."

The daughter in his impression can pack up and leave the house within 10 minutes, not what I am now.

But he just found it strange that I was like this, and he couldn't hold back any other questions to ask me, so it's better to watch the news.

So a harmonious picture was born. The daughter accompanied her father, who is nearly 50 years old, watching the news broadcast at home and discussing national affairs. The mother sat over after washing the dishes. The family talked and laughed happily.

In less than 5 minutes, my mother was called away by her little sister, and a few minutes later, the clock on the wall finally showed 50 minutes, so I stood up, said something to my father, went downstairs, and left the living room .

When I was changing my shoes, I looked back at the back of my father watching TV alone, and suddenly felt a little sad, it was a big Chinese New Year.

But within a minute of this sadness, the doorbell rang suddenly, and I opened the door to see that it was my father's Uncle Mayou.

ok ok.

This is a truly happy family.

It was only 6:55 when we arrived at the entrance of the community, but miraculously, Jing Yi's car had already parked steadily on the side of the road.

For this kind of person who arrives early for an appointment, I express my admiration. I trot over, opened the door and got in the car. She put away her phone and smiled at me, then said, "Happy New Year."

I also smiled at her: "Happy New Year."

On the way to the hotel, Jing Yi told me the ins and outs. She said that today is her college class reunion. Her classmates are alcoholics, and they will definitely not let her go. Unfortunately, she is on her period today, so she Just thought of me.

After I listened to it, I sorted it out and thought about whether there was something in her words. Finally, I looked at her suspiciously and asked cautiously, "You, do you want me to help you hold back the wine?"

Does this mean I forgot the last time I passed out after five cocktails?

She turned her head and raised her eyebrows and smiled at me: "I heard from your study committee that you are the favorite of the class."

I:……

Oh my god.

The title of class pet, I really...

This incident originated from the dinner party at the end of the freshman year. We were in the same restaurant and on the same floor as the second class. For some reason that day, the boys in our class had conflicts with the boys in their class. Wine, the atmosphere seems to be joking, but it is very serious behind the scenes.

And I, at the last, the most critical moment, replaced one of our drunken boys. With my amazing drinking capacity, without blushing and heartbeat, as if I was just drinking water, I defeated them and won the championship for our class. lost face.

In the new semester of the sophomore year, I don't know who started it, and the title of class pet was called out.

And the pet in my class is indeed very favored. Although I have nothing to take care of, the classmates are very generous with many small things.

For example, the duty committee member has never arranged for me to do hygiene, but everyone turned a blind eye to it, and even gave the crime to the duty committee member, saying that he likes me.

It hurts people.

I smiled awkwardly at Jing Yi, thinking of the various behaviors that night, I explained: "Cocktails are a bit different from beer, I don't think I can control them, hehehe."

Jing Yi smiled lightly, wondering what she would think after listening to my explanation.

The process of gatherings is very different. It is nothing more than chatting, talking about the past, talking about teachers, talking about partners, talking about marriage, talking about work, and talking about the future.These, I have seen at my cousin's party, and after that, the wine can be served.

Before that, I played the role of Jing Yi's little follower, I didn't speak, and only ate the delicacies on the table.

And when someone asked Jing Yi about my identity, she was just a cousin who prevaricated.

After finishing speaking, she still didn't forget to pick a piece of meat for my cousin, served a bowl of soup, told me to eat slowly, and helped me pinch the hair that fell down accidentally to my ear.

Finally, someone came over to toast.

I prepared all night, and finally it was my turn to play. After the visitor said a few polite words to my cousin, he filled my cousin's glass with wine, so I stood up with a smile, and was about to pick up the wine on the table. While holding the wine glass, Jing Yi suddenly pressed my hand, preventing me from moving.

"I'm sorry, it's really not convenient for me to drink today." After Jing Yi finished speaking, he made a very appropriate expression of embarrassment and begging, and looked at her classmate.

After all, the classmate is a boy, he waved his hand to express his understanding, drank the cup in his hand and went over.

I looked at Jing Yi's side face, licked my lips, and my mind was full of her almost coquettish voice just now.

This night, Jing Yi really didn't drink a drop of alcohol and didn't let me touch the slightest bit. I just sat beside her and watched her chatting and laughing with her classmates.It seems to be my unknown side, who will be surprised, smile wryly, and pout.

Yes, there are small movements.

I looked at her hand holding the corner of my clothes, not daring to move, for fear of a change, she let go.

Looking down, the piece of cloth on the corner of my clothes was being slowly rubbed away by her.

It seems that it is me who is rubbing, rubbing my skin, rubbing my heart.

There is a rhythm, and it seems that there is no rhythm. When she speaks excitedly, she will knead faster, and when she gets to an interesting place, she will even pinch twice.

This almost intimate touch is really unbearable.

Finally, the moment she let go, my heart, which was gripping me, suddenly sank, as if falling from a high altitude, it hit my chest heavily, and it bounced loudly.

At the end, I followed Jing Yi to say goodbye to everyone.

Before coming, Jing Yi purposely parked the car a little far away. She intended to walk more after drinking to get rid of the alcohol.

But now, it is obviously redundant.

When everyone dispersed, Jing Yi and I walked side by side on the sidewalk, and the whole body suddenly became quiet, and the wind blew towards the trees and towards us.

This time, I remembered wearing a scarf, but she still didn't.

Accompanied by the street lamp, I stepped on my own shadow and turned to ask her, "Teacher, did you just have your period today?"

She nodded.

I asked again: "Then why, don't you let me drink?"

She smiled, and suddenly slowed down, putting her hands in her pockets: "Why, do you want to drink?"

I smiled slightly: "No." After I finished speaking, I added: "You come to me at night because you want to drink with me."

She hummed and exhaled suddenly.

I don't know if it was my illusion, but her next step seemed to be a little closer to me.

Accompanied by the sound of a car passing by on the road, I heard her say: "I can't bear it."

I turned to look at her, there was no expression on her face, and the car had already left, as if everything just now was just my illusion.

She smiled: "This is considered bullying students."

I pursed my lips, washed and sniffed, and suddenly thought of something, picked up my sleeve and sniffed it, then picked up my clothes and sniffed it.

"What's wrong?" She had seen this before, and slowed down to look at me.

My disgusted expression: "The clothes smell a bit smelly, they smell like alcohol and tobacco."

She raised her eyebrows, this time she really got close to me, took a small step, stopped in front of me, then bent down and lowered her head, leaned closer to me, and sniffed on my shoulder.

This movement, accompanied by some of her hair drifting across my chin, I suddenly didn't know where to put my hands, so I had to grab the edge of the coat and hold it tightly.

The time seemed to be elongated by her so much that I could even hear her shallow inhalation, but I held my breath and didn't dare to move at all.

The originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became tense again, and the place hugged by the scarf and clothes became very hot at the moment. I think if this continues, I'm afraid I'm going to blush.

"It's a bit heavy." She just stood up after smelling it, sniffed her own on the way, and then laughed: "I have a bit too."

After she finished speaking, she grabbed the collar of her coat, smiled and leaned over to let me smell it, I took a step back, and then dodged.

"Let me smell it even if I know it smells bad." I said with a smile.

She took another step closer and looked at me with crooked eyebrows: "I've already smelled you, so you should smell me too."

What's the matter with this sentence? It's easy to refuse, but the idiot Cheng Keke was suddenly bewitched, and really got close to it. Not only that, he even sniffed it hard.

Sure enough, it stinks.

"Hahaha." This set of actions of mine won Jing Yi's laughter, and I was so dizzy that I thought it was so sweet.

She left me a little, rubbed my head, and said to me: "Why are you so cute."

I bit my lower lip aggrievedly and looked at her, she smiled deeper.

After Jing Yi messed up my hairstyle, he stretched out his hand to tidy it up for me, and asked, "Will you be scolded if you go back like this?"

I lowered my voice and said with an aggrieved look, "Yes."

She smiled: "Then what should I do? I am a bad teacher."

I looked up at her and shrugged: "I'll get my leg broken, it's not a big deal."

She laughed again, and suddenly turned to look at me while walking, patted the spot on my shoulder that she had just smelled, and said: "It's a bit sinful, otherwise, go to my house first, and I will give it to you." You take my coat, you wear it and go home."

After she finished speaking, she looked into my eyes, tilted her head and asked, "Can you?"

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