Ye Ye Zhiqiu

As the final exam approached, the teachers started handing out papers frantically, and Lu Pang was so abused that he didn't have the energy to inquire about the relationship between Tong Qiu and Han Ye'an.

"Hey," after chemistry class, Wang Qi slapped Tong Qiu's arm, "Christmas is almost here, have you prepared anything?"

Tong Qiu was tortured to death by chemistry, he couldn't lift up any energy, so he waved his hand directly, "Play by yourself, don't take me."

"Okay." Wang Qi sighed and went to find other little sisters.

On the other end, Han Ye'an was also asked the same question.

"I want to confess to the male god on Christmas Day, do you have any good advice, my god?" Fu Lin lay on the table and asked Han Ye'an opposite.

"No." Han Ye'an was looking at the photos he took recently and had no time to pay attention to her.

Fu Lin didn't believe it, "I heard that high school students are very interested in this, don't you prepare a gift for Xiaoqiu?"

Sure enough, the person opposite stopped moving. "what gift?"

"Eh..." It was obvious that she came to ask her, but why did she ask herself?

"Just...Christmas gifts, don't need to be expensive, just some gadgets that can express your heart. To satisfy girls' sense of ritual." Joke, this kind of festival has always been celebrated as Valentine's Day, okay? , How could it not be carefully prepared.

Han Ye'an didn't know that she was thinking about this in her heart, but she still thought about her proposal seriously.

She has always been popular, and she seems to have memories of classmates giving apples to each other, but she has no impression of participating in it herself.As Wang Xiao said, campus life is like a thing of the previous life, and there is no way to provide her with any experience.

It snowed again on Christmas Day.On this day, the mock exams for senior one and senior two, the atmosphere of the whole school was heavy, without any festive atmosphere.

There was an hour break after the physics exam, and the biology class representative went out and came back to tell Tong Qiu that the flowers she raised in the training room were going to die.

"Your flower is not easy to live in the first place, but there is another radish that I thought would not survive. There is not enough space. I will make room for it. If you want the flower, I will help you deal with it."

Tong Qiu was a little unhappy when he heard that, "I'm going to die, but I'm not dead, you can't do this to a little life that's still alive."

"That's fine," the class representative got up, "I'll get it for you later, you can take it home and raise it, I don't think it will survive anyway."

"Okay." That flower was randomly picked from her father's flower seedlings because the teacher asked her to take her. Up to now, she still doesn't know what species it is. It's really hard to say that she has feelings, but she doesn't like others to throw it away. her stuff.

After finishing the English test in the evening, Tong Qiu walked out of the school gate with a half-dead flower seedling, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise when he saw a familiar figure opposite.

Han Ye'an didn't take milk tea this time, but held a pink bag in his hand.The sudden appearance of pink on a person who is always in black always seems a bit inconsistent.

"What did you take?" Tong Qiu asked.

Han Ye'an handed her the bag, "Christmas gift."

"Christmas?" Tong Qiu froze in place.Christmas today?She has no impression!

"Yeah." Seeing her stunned look, Han Ye'an smiled, "Let's go."

Tong Qiu took the bag in her hand and followed, her mind was still dazed, she was holding the Christmas gift that Han Ye'an had prepared for her, but she herself hadn't prepared anything...

"I didn't prepare a present..." Han Ye'an put her hand into her pocket, and the warmth of her fingertips brought her back to her thoughts.

"It's okay." Han Ye'an said.

Tong Qiu looked up at her: "No! Reciprocity is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation."

On a winter night, the cold wind made people's faces hurt, how could Han Ye'an agree to go shopping and buy gifts at this time, "What are you holding?"

"Ah?" Tong Qiu raised his left hand, it was the half-dead flower seedling.

"Give this to me." Han Ye'an took the flower seedling from her hand.

"This is dying." Tong Qiu was not very happy, it was too perfunctory to take a flower that was obviously not going to survive as a Christmas present.

"What I gave you is not expensive, and this one is not dead yet."

Although a hundred people were unwilling, they still compromised.Tong Qiu began to inquire about his gift.

"What is it?"

Han Ye'an pressed her hand that was about to reach into the bag, "Go back and look."

Tong Qiu felt that he saw a suspicious blush on her face, so he took a closer look, "Are you blushing?"

"No." Han Ye'an turned his face away, coughed, "walk well."

"Oh."

As soon as she got home, she couldn't wait to run into the room and take out the things in the bag.

Sure enough, it was a photo album.

After opening, every page is her, with various perspectives and styles. The only thing that is the same is that any page is no worse than the celebrity photos in the magazine.

It's all about herself in Han Ye'an's eyes!Holding the pink photo album in both hands, Tong Qiu rolled on the bed twice.

When Han Ye'an returned to Qiushui Street with the flower seedling, Wang Xiao had just closed the shop and walked back.

"An'er, what did you take?"

"Flower." Han Ye'an replied, and Wang Xiao knew how it came from seeing the expression on her face.

"Christmas present? What kind?"

"I don't know." Han Ye'an brought the flower close to his eyes and looked at it, but he didn't recognize what it was.

Wang Xiao was delighted when he saw the withered flower stem, "Hey, can't you survive?"

Han Ye'an glanced over.

Wang Xiao: "...Not necessarily..."

Han Ye'an is not someone who doesn't want to recognize the reality. He frowned and looked at the flower for a while, and asked, "Is it really impossible to live?"

Wang Xiao scratched his head, "According to my years of experience, I can't survive."

Han Ye'an: "I'll try."

Wang Xiao thought for a while, "Hey! By the way, Dahei's second uncle's son-in-law has a younger sister's husband who works in a flower shop. Maybe he can be rescued. It must be better than yourself."

Han Ye'an thought about it and agreed.

As soon as he walked into the yard, the phone rang.

Tong Qiu: Thank you for the gift, I really really really really like it! ! !

Through the words on the screen, Han Ye'an seemed to see Tong Qiu's excited face when he typed this sentence, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

This lifeless Christmas passed by like this. As the test papers were distributed and put away, there was only one week left before the winter vacation.

Tong Qiu spends his days reviewing for the final exam, so he seldom goes to the coffee shop to find Han Ye'an, and even on weekends, he mostly sends messages to keep in touch.

Tong Qiu: I'm going to be chemically tortured to death

Han Ye'an: Come on

Tong Qiu: My mother said that if I get into the top three this time, she will promise me to go out to play by myself during the winter vacation.

Han Yean: Where are you going?

Tong Qiu: I haven't thought about it, but my brother will come back this year, so I probably won't go out either.

Someone was ordering outside, Han Ye'an replied and chatted for a while, took the order and went out.

There are not many people who sit outside in winter, and only one person sits at a few tables.

It was a young man wearing a simple white down jacket and a large scarf covering half of his face. When he saw the waiter coming, he pulled the scarf down a little, revealing a much more delicate face than that of ordinary men. The face, the eyelashes are very long, the facial features are deep, and the lips are thin, which is refreshing but not popular.

Han Ye'an's footsteps paused for a moment.

Tongzhi.

"Hello," Tong Zhi said as soon as he got off the plane, he wanted to come here to buy some gifts for his sister, but he couldn't help the nausea caused by motion sickness, "Can I have a glass of water... Another glass of hot Americano to take away. "

Han Ye'an hadn't approached yet, but he could see clearly that his expression was not very good, and he turned around and went in after hearing this sentence.

When Tong Zhi came out with white water and coffee, he was leaning on the back of the chair blowing cold wind, patting his chest and taking deep breaths.

"Your white water and coffee." Han Ye'an put the cup in front of him, thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to sit in?"

Tong Zhi heard her kindness, and replied politely: "It's okay, I'm a little motion sick, just sit outside and play for a while, thank you."

"You're welcome." Han Ye'an turned around.

Tong Zhi's cell phone rang just in time, and it was from the new manager Yang Jing.

"Hey, Miss Yang."

"Xiaozhi, are you here?"

"Here, now in a cafe, a little motion sickness."

"Take care of yourself, by the way, remember to wear a mask."

"Don't worry," Tong Zhi smiled, "I'm just a little transparent. Except for my family and acquaintances, no one in Ling'an may know me."

"Recently, the company has started to make new plans for you. Someone will know you soon... remember to take two pictures and post on Weibo later. Popularity needs to be accumulated. Reburn is preparing for a concert recently, so I don't have time to look here. You have to remember the business yourself."

"Okay, it's just that my selfie skills are really not that good...I'll try to take better ones."

After hanging up the phone, he picked up his glass and drank two more sips of water before he felt a little better.

"Hello." Just about to get up, but was stopped.He remembered paying the bill himself. "Just paid..."

"Can I take some photos for you?" asked the girl in front of her. She was a fair-skinned and good-looking girl, but she felt a little cold. Although there was a questioning look in her eyes, Tong Zhi didn't want to talk to her. She communicates too much.

"sorry, I……"

"I'm a student of Lingnan University's Department of Photography. Recently, I want to take a picture of a group of people. I don't need to use it for commercial use. I can send you the original picture after I shoot it. If you don't agree, I won't publish it on the Internet." Han Ye'an slightly panted , It's really hard for her to say so many words in one breath.

Tong Zhi wanted to refuse at first, but he couldn't say "no" after she finished speaking.It's just to take two photos, he's not popular anyway.

"……All right."

Han Ye'an was very efficient. He went inside to get the camera and started shooting. Tong Zhi asked her if she wanted to cooperate by herself. She only asked him to pose a few simple poses and ended the brief shooting.

Tong Zhi hesitated when uploading the photo, he didn't really want to exchange social accounts with a stranger.And the girl in front of him seemed to guess what he was thinking, and asked him if he could use Bluetooth to receive photos.

On the way home, he opened the photo that had just been loaded, and was completely amazed.

To be honest, as a person in the entertainment industry, he himself has not seen such a handsome himself for a long time.

The persona set up for him by the company before was a domineering president, and the perfunctory level was like drawing lots with eyes closed, trying to suppress his own temperament. Too busy to implement yet.

And these few photos on the screen show his clean and warm youthful temperament to the fullest. The light winter sun, the steaming coffee cup, the warm-colored scarf, the trembling eyelashes and the skin that seems to glow, the whole The picture feels like a cup of hot cocoa in winter, which warms my heart.

He remembered Yang Jing's words, opened Weibo, selected these few photos, and posted them, one not too many, one not too many, just enough for a group of Jiugongge.

The author has something to say:

The question in the last chapter was not brother, you guessed wrong, this chapter has a hint, but it doesn’t matter if you guess wrong, that day will come soon.