Moon and people are still

The sudden development of things made me a little overwhelmed.

On the way to Jing Yi's house, I was sitting in the co-pilot, and I always felt my face turned white and red. While secretly identifying the car music she played with my mobile phone, I was thinking about our interaction in that short street just now.

I don’t know if we will feel close when we stand under the tree from God’s perspective, anyway, I am throbbing very much now, just the scene of her coming to smell my collar is enough for me to miss it hundreds of times.

In this picture, I jumped out of my identity, observed us from various angles, and successfully turned it into a painting. In the painting, the light from the street lamp just hit Jing Yi’s side, and I buried her head to create In the shadow of her, she leaned over with a smile on her lips, one hand was pressing on my shoulder, and the other was casually in my pocket, while I stood at attention, and the strange shapes of the fingers on both hands were enough to show I was at a loss, pursing my lips and staring at my eyes.

No, that makes me look stupid.

I shook my head, like post-processing, to make my eyes less surprised, the corners of the eyes should be curved to reveal a secret joy, the mouth is slightly opened, and a few strands of Jing Yi's hair fell on the cheeks.

Wow, I'm so naive and wretched.

Jing Yi's car suddenly slowed down and changed lanes, turned into the sidewalk, and successfully stopped my imagination.Fortunately, she stopped it, otherwise if I continue to think about it, I might even add filters to every frame.

After parking the car in the underground garage, we took the elevator upstairs.

Jing Yi's house is on the 8th floor, a newly built community, and the elevator arrived at the destination very quickly. I followed her and watched her open the door of 801. We didn't speak during this period.

After entering the door, I looked at the shoes on the ground and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She brought me a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet. I looked at her back as she was changing shoes and asked, "Do you live alone?"

Looking from the living room, this house is not big, it doesn't look like it is suitable for a family to live in.

She hummed, turned over the flip-flop on the ground with her foot, and kicked it in front of me: "I just moved in this year." After she finished speaking, she looked down at her phone: "It's a bit late, otherwise I can Make you a cup of tea."

She looked up at me and smiled: "The tea my friend just brought me yesterday is delicious."

I sighed with regret in my heart, smiled on my face, and showed a polite smile: "Next time I have a chance to drink."

She responded casually, and led me through the living room to the door of the room, but stopped suddenly.

She asked, "Do you want me to pick one for you, or do you pick it yourself."

I thought about it: "I choose myself."

She said good, then opened the door of the room, and we walked in together.

The moment I turned on the light, Jing Yi's room gave me the impression that it was clean and tidy.In addition to the proper bed and wardrobe, there are also tatami mats by the window. On the small table beside the tatami mats is a simple vase of flower arrangements. On the other side of the table is a book. It's quite appropriate to let go.

Next to the tatami is a bookshelf. I hurriedly glanced at the various books on it, and then my eyes fell on the ukulele next to the bookshelf.

I paused, and wanted to walk over, but was stopped by Jing Yi.

She had already opened the innermost wardrobe and said, "Here are a few coats that I wore in college. They should suit you well. You can choose one."

I walked over, glanced at the clothes inside, and finally settled on a light blue coat.

I touched the phone in my pocket, then stepped forward and took out the coat.

"I like this one." Jing Yi smiled, reached out and took off the hanger on the clothes, and motioned for me to take off the clothes.

After changing it, I looked down at the sleeve of my right hand, and suddenly a strange feeling hit my heart, as if I was stabbed deeply by the scissors wearing the clothes of time, and I couldn't breathe.

After tidying up briefly, I put my hands in the pockets of my coat, smiled at Jing Yi, and turned around in front of her.

She came forward, bent down slightly, buttoned the two big buttons of the coat, took a step back, but felt that something was wrong, came over to unbutton the buttons again, put one hand on my shoulder, and commented :"very suitable."

I stuck out my tongue unconsciously, trying to take my coat from her wrist, but she stepped back and avoided it.

"I'll wash it for you and return it to you next time." After she finished speaking, she casually hung my coat on the chair behind her, then patted me on the shoulder: "Let's go, I'll take you home. "

When I went back, I was not as restless as when I came back.

In the car, we still don’t talk to the driver and the passengers. The song list for Jing Yi on the mobile phone now has 20 songs. I feel that my interest will be taken away by her. The songs she listened to make me have no reason , I also think it sounds good, whether it is the melody or the lyrics.Every time I cycle at home, I seem to still feel that I am sitting in her car, and I can smell the special fragrance mixed in her car.

Our home is only 15 minutes away, and the last traffic light suddenly made me a little sad. The time we spend together is always so short, maybe because there are too many conversations today, and I feel very reluctant at this moment.

This reluctance suddenly changed with a new song in the car.

Alas, why is this song so cheerful, it really doesn't suit my current mood.

"Coco." Jing Yi suddenly called me.

"Huh?" I turned to look at her.

She asked, "Have you heard this song?"

I listened carefully for a while, then shook my head: "No."

Jing Yi smiled: "Use your phone to identify it, this song is very similar to you, you can learn it."

I immediately said oh, took out the phone, and pretended to recognize it again. Soon, the name of the song and the singer popped up on the screen of the phone.

I looked at the English above and read: "La, La."

Jing Yi smiled softly: "LaVanille."

I coughed and read it after her.

She laughed again.

I suddenly remembered what she said before about my English pronunciation being strange, leaned back awkwardly, put the song into another special playlist, and then looked down at the lyrics, the Chinese translation.

Soon we arrived at the gate of the community, and soon she said goodbye to me. After I closed the door, I waved to her outside the car. I don’t know if I saw her in the dark night glass window.

It was very late at night, and the only lights on the road were the community gate, street lights, and a 24-hour convenience store.

Jing Yi didn't drive the car away immediately, I thought she was going to watch me go in, and I didn't dawdle with her, turned around and walked towards the gate of the community.

As soon as I entered the gate of the community, the mobile phone in my pocket rang. I took it out and saw that it was a call from Jing Yi.

Without turning my head, I took a small step to hide behind the guard booth in the community, poked my head out to look at Jing Yi's car lights in the distance, and then picked up the phone.

"Teacher Jing, what's the matter?"

My heart is pounding as I say this.

On the other end was her doubtful voice, asking me: "You left a bag in the back seat of the car, come out and get it?"

I took a deep breath, but I was still very nervous, my hands started to get hot, but I tried my best to calmly talk to the phone and said, "Hey, it's a New Year's gift for you."

"Oh?" Jing Yi asked in confusion as I expected: "For me?"

I'm right."

She suddenly stopped talking. I bit my lower lip and listened carefully. There was a sound of paper bags clicking on the other end of the phone. Within a few seconds, I heard her laugh softly: "Scarf."

I nodded: "That's right." After finishing speaking, I closed my eyes tightly and added: "Little gift, teacher, don't reject me."

She chuckled a few times: "Did I say I was going to reject you?" After I finished speaking, I heard the sound of the bag again, guessing that she put the scarf back again.

"Thank you." Jing Yi said again.

I breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that I had clenched my fists tightly just now.

"You're welcome, hehe." My heart exploded.

She hummed and asked me, "Are you home?"

I glanced at the weeds on the ground: "It's almost there, wait for the elevator."

She hummed again and said, "Coco, Happy New Year." Perhaps it was because of blessings, her words were so light that it made me feel like I was still sitting next to her, with the song I just heard in my ears , surrounded by the stench of her clothes.

The breeze blows, but it can't cool the slightly hot cheeks.

After the words fell, I saw the car in the distance suddenly move.Jing Yi said to go to bed early and hung up the phone.

I poked my head far away, watched her leave the road in front of me, and then disappeared from my sight.

Holding the mobile phone, I stood blankly looking at the direction Jing Yi's car left. I don't know how long it took, the cold wind blew, and my hands became cold again. I took out the mobile phone and pressed the unlock button, watching Unlocking Jing Yi on the screen, looking at the right sleeve of her light blue coat in the photo, three buttons side by side, the middle one is missing.

I raised my right hand, as in the photo, the button in the middle of the sleeve is still undone.

Putting the phone away, I touched the remaining two buttons, and prayed that Jing Yi is a girl with a bad memory, and never remembers that we have exchanged clothes, so I don't have to return this dress to her.

When I got home, my father’s mahjong was not over yet. My mother made me a bowl of chicken soup full of ginseng names. I don’t know where I learned the word. She insisted that her soup is chicken soup for the soul and let me finish it. No dregs are allowed to remain.

I asked her if there was any reward after drinking, and she said that my life would be sublimated after drinking.

I no longer struggle with this issue with her. I feel that if I continue to struggle with it, she will show me videos from her circle of friends. I am very scared.

After washing up, I suddenly felt a little tired, hugged the pillow and spread it out on the bed, took out my phone and swiped casually, and suddenly I swiped to Jing Yi's updated circle of friends.

I sat up straight straight away.

"It's the first time I've received a gift from a student, and I love it."

Below the text is my scarf, placed on the tatami mat in front of her window, and her index finger and thumb together in the shape of a heart.

After I finished reading, I threw my mobile phone on the bed, and I was mad with excitement in the air. After rolling a few times on the bed, I clenched my hands into fists and waved it dozens of times.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

After being excited for nearly 5 minutes, I picked up the phone again, clicked a like under her circle of friends, and then took a screenshot.

The drowsiness that had already been brewing was thrown into the sky again after being hit like this.

I turned on the light, picked up the lyrics on the bedside table that I just went to the study to print, and turned on the small stereo.

Which song Jing Yi said has been imported by me, and it is playing in a loop at the moment. Every time she sings a sentence, my mind starts to cycle what Jing Yi said to me and the little actions she made to me.

Well, after thinking about the picture countless times, not only the filter, but also the background sound.

After singing a few words indiscriminately, he suddenly laughed foolishly, kicked his legs under the quilt unconsciously, and felt that he was very crazy after kicking.

whee.

Silly cocoa.

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