Ye Ye Zhiqiu

"Well, take you back to school?" Wang Xiao asked tentatively.In fact, he didn't feel well, but after all, he had always hoped that Han Ye'an could go out, so this discomfort was not intolerable.But Tong Qiu seemed to be in a very bad condition.

Tong Qiu came back to his senses, "No, I'll go back with you." Since he had skipped the class, he just kept going and didn't go back, anyway, even if he did, he wouldn't be able to attend the class anyway.

"Okay, let's go."

The two stopped at the door of Han Ye'an's house, and Wang Xiao took out a bunch of keys from his pocket: "An'er asked me to give it to you, and I will come whenever I want in the future, and I will come and clean it when I don't come."

"Thank you Brother Xiao." Tong Qiu took the key and thanked him.

Seeing that she was really not energetic, Wang Xiao didn't say much, "Then you go in, I'll come back too."

"it is good."

The yard is full of spring.

"Meow~" The little white cat these days has been kept smooth and chubby, Tong Qiu almost missed it when it jumped forward.

"Xiaobai." Tong Qiu hugged the cat, buried his face in its soft fur, "She's gone."

"Meow meow meow~"

"I think I'm just torturing myself." The pain coming from the heart was distinct, and each thread reminded her that Han Ye'an was gone.

Although they only got along with each other for a few months, Han Ye'an seemed to have taken root in her life, and now she felt that she couldn't bear to pull out those roots.

The little white cat seemed to feel her pain, grabbed her clothes and climbed onto her shoulders, raised its head to rub her face, and wiped the moisture on her face.

"From now on, there will only be the two of us left here." She knelt down, buried her face in the fur, curled her lips in grievance.

"Sister An!" A slightly familiar male voice came from the door, she quickly wiped her eyes and got up to look.

"Sister An..." Dahei stood at the door with a flower pot in his hand, his expression froze when he saw the girl in the blue school uniform, "Who are you...?"

As his voice sank, Tong Qiu remembered that this was the person who blocked her in the alley last time, so he immediately became vigilant: "It's you, what are you doing here?"

Dahei is also a little confused, isn't this woman the one Han Ye'an rescued last time?Why are you still living in her house?

He didn't know the situation, so he didn't dare to say more for a while, he just asked: "I'm looking for Han...Han Ye'an." He hadn't called this name for a long time, and he almost forgot.

"She's not here." Tong Qiu said.She held on to the door panel, ready to hit him in the face at any moment.

"Eh..." Dahei saw her uneasiness, and thought that since she could enter this courtyard, this woman must have an unusual relationship with Han Ye'an.Anyway, he didn't want to meet Han Ye'an at first, so he lifted the things in his hand: "Here, sister An's flowers are not easy to support, so don't damage them."

"Flowers?" Tong Qiu looked at the pot of roses in full bloom, always feeling familiar.

"When did she give it to you?"

Dahei said foolishly: "The second day after Christmas, brother Xiao gave it to me, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Tong Qiu took the bag, "Thank you."

All the year round in Qiushui Street, Dahei couldn't get used to people saying a serious thank you, he touched his nose in embarrassment: "Then what... just raise it like this, or transplant it into the soil, But it still needs to be taken care of, watering and weeding.”

"Okay." Tong Qiu finished speaking, waved at him, and was about to close the door.

Dahei took a few steps, then turned around suddenly: "Well, that day... I'm sorry."

Tong Qiu was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and smiled faintly at him: "It's okay."

Back in the yard again, Tong Qiu stared at the potted flower, stunned for a long time.The rich aroma of roses is sent to the tip of the nose by the wind, causing a little sourness.

On Christmas Day, I took a gift from Han Ye'an, but didn't return the gift, so I had to give her this dying flower that I didn't know the species of, but I didn't expect that she would find someone to save it.

Han Yean took everything about her to heart, even if it was just a dying flower.

"The roses are blooming, but the person who gave them to me has left." She hugged her knees and crouched under the cherry tree. When the wind blew, the pink and white petals fell on her head and shoulders, as if there was a warmth in April. of snow.

The roses in front of my eyes were blooming enchantingly, but the person who received the gift might never know that it was a rose.

Tong's mother is very worried about her daughter recently. Ever since the girl named Xiao An went abroad, her own girl has been bewildered. She is really immersed in the exercises, but this unprecedented hard work has not made Tong's father and Tong's mother happy.

"Are you going to talk to her?" Lying on the bed, Tong Ma said to her husband.

Tong's father evaded: "How can I talk about this... who can guess what the little girl is thinking, you should go."

"It's useless." Instead of arguing with him, Tong Ma pulled up the quilt and covered her, deciding that she must have a talk with her daughter tomorrow, how could it be possible to be so tense all day long.

At this time, Tong Qiu had just finished a set of chemistry papers, rubbed her sore wrist, picked up her phone and checked the time.

At 54:[-], it was noon on Han Ye'an's side at this time, she clicked on the dialog box, and entered a line of words hesitantly.

Tong Qiu: Have you eaten yet?

wait wait wait.When she could hardly keep her eyes open, the pen in her hand fell to the table with a snap. She was startled awake and looked at the time, 12:30.

Han Ye'an is very busy, she knows it.

When I arrived at Y·C, I started as an intern and went to various shooting locations every day. It was not easy to have time to eat smoothly, let alone reply to her messages in seconds.

Since Han Ye'an left, she has buried herself in her studies, listening to listening comprehension when she has free time, and brushing up questions when she has time, without wasting a minute or a second.

In fact, it is because as long as there is a gap in the mind, I will think of Han Ye'an, the temperature of her palm, the height that is just right for her to be hugged, and the arc of every smile she raises.

Reason told her not to do this, but her mind refused to give up like self-harm, replaying those scenes over and over again.

Divert your attention, learning is the best excuse.

The night shrouded the small room, and the person curled up in the quilt slowly fell asleep.

On the bedside table, the phone with the screen facing down lit up, and a message popped up.

Han Yean: I ate

Han Ye'an: These two days are very busy, I have time to call you

Han Ye'an: Don't stay up late, go to bed early

Han Yean: good night

A person's habits will always change due to various things. Han Ye'an, who is strict, also gave up marking the end of each sentence after the time was infinitely compressed.

"Han, this way!" Before he finished his food, someone shouted from the other side. Han Ye'an put down the fast food and walked over quickly.

The pace of life here is so fast that she couldn't stand it when she first came here, but after a few days of adaptation, she got used to it. For her, there is no problem that cannot be overcome, and there is no hardship that cannot be endured.

"I'm going to die of exhaustion—" After a day's work, Fu Lin leaned on her as if she had no bones, "Collect my body, I'm gone—"

"Get up." Han Ye'an shrugged, "Go back to sleep." She was also tired, so tired that she didn't even want to say anything.

"Hey, I thought I could be a photography assistant when I came here, but I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it. I came early and suffered the beatings of the society. I think it's nothing more than moving bricks."

At any rate, you don't need to look at other people's faces when you move bricks.Han Ye'an thought, there is no one here who is easy to serve, and it is impossible not to be scolded a few times a day.

"Shut up." She really didn't want to listen anymore, listening was exhausting and tiring.

"Hey." Fu Lin looked downcast, feeling hopeless. "That's my sister's big heart. Otherwise, no one would be able to work for two months. Who is the number one who left today?"

"The fifth one." After entering the dormitory, Han Ye'an carried a change of clothes and walked to the bathroom.

"I'm so awesome!" Fu Lin slumped on the sofa, looking up to the sky and screaming.

Han Ye'an ignored her, tidied himself up, drove her into the bathroom, sat on the bed and turned on the phone.

The new message is from 06:30 in the morning.

Tong Qiu: Remember to take a good rest, I'm going to school

Tong Qiu: Rabbit Going Around in Circles.jpg

After turning off the phone, she slid down a little bit, lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling.

"What's the matter? Tired and stupid?" Fu Linji walked out with her slippers on, and sat down on her bed.

"No." Han Yean replied with his eyes closed.

"Did you miss Xiaoqiu's news again?" Fu Lin asked.There is no one else except Tong Qiu who can make Han Ye'an have such a dejected expression.

Sure enough, Han Ye'an pulled the quilt to cover his head: "Yes."

"Hey, let me say it's not easy to go to another place, but you guys are stronger than gold, so you can definitely persevere." Fu Lin also used all her strength to do a cheering gesture for her, feeling very interesting to herself.

The quilt covering her face was suddenly pulled away, and Han Ye'an looked over with unfriendly eyes: "Love is stronger than gold?" Don't bully her for lack of reading, she knows what this means.

"Why...wrong?" Fu Lin stopped wiping her hair, "What's wrong with me praising you guys more than Jin Jian? Do you wish you two break up soon? I'm not..."

"What are you talking about?" Han Ye'an frowned, what was Fu Lin thinking about?Is it stupid to shoot too many waste films?

"Ah?" Fu Lin was really confused this time, "What did I say? I wish you two a long, long and happy relationship, sister!"

Han Ye'an burst out angrily: "She is my sister!"

Fu Lin was not happy: "You attack as soon as you attack, is it necessary to emphasize so much, Xiaoqiu doesn't want to lose face!"

"Fu Lin!" Although he was exhausted, Han Ye'an was still not weak when he was angry, "She is my sister."

Fu Lin got stuck, and tentatively said, "You can't be... sisters, right? Are you related by blood?" Damn, she doesn't care about orthopedics!

Fortunately, Han Ye'an did not give that shocking answer: "No."

Fu Lin who heard the answer let out a long sigh of relief: "Then what are you talking about, you scared me to death."

Han Ye'an felt that either she was stupid or she was stupid, why couldn't she explain it clearly?

"She is my younger sister. We lived together when we were young. We are not a couple." After such a long series of words, I was exhausted!

Fu Lin raised her head abruptly: "Ah?!"

"Stop talking nonsense."

After the warning, Han Ye'an turned over and fell asleep, leaving Fu Lin in a mess.

What she...has been knocking on is fake?Damn, the food for thought is gone!To drive people crazy!

The author has something to say: Fu Lin: Are you attacking you for being amazing?Xiaoqiu doesn't want to lose face?

Han Ye'an: We are not a couple!

Fu Lin: Damn!Knowing the truth, my dog ​​food fell!The food that has been feeding my poor puppy is actually pirated food? !

after many years.

Han Ye'an: My face hurts!

Fu Lin: Hahahaha!I'm full again!