Ye Ye Zhiqiu

There are obvious differences between this university road and high school campus road. The most intuitive difference is that there are many cafes and dessert shops here, and milk tea shops and small restaurants are almost surviving in the cracks.

The wind chime rang softly, Han Ye'an took off his hat, walked all the way into the staff rest area, and quickly changed his clothes and came out.

"Han Ye'an, it's so early." It was another employee who entered the door, a part-time Ling student party.

"Yeah." Han Ye'an didn't have any expression on his face, and walked past her to tidy up the tables and chairs and prepare to open the shop.

"It's so fierce..." Fu Lin pouted and went to change clothes.

The business of this store was good, and there was almost no rest time in the morning. Han Ye'an didn't feel tired, and he didn't slump under the umbrella like the others after lunch.

There were all kinds of people on the road, and there were many people in strange clothes. She stood on the side of the road and took a picture with her mobile phone camera.The performance of her mobile phone is not very good, and the camera that comes with it is not as good as the one-twelve that is usually used to take pictures, but these pictures are only used to practice light perception and composition, so it doesn't matter so much.

"Not bad!" The voice was familiar, it was Fu Lin.

Han Ye'an's first reaction was to turn off the screen of the mobile phone. When he turned his head away, his eyes were very unkind, and he saw Fu Lin as clever.

"Uh... sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you," she coughed, realizing that she might be a bit abrupt, and explained with some embarrassment: "I have an occupational disease... It's not an occupational disease at all, I just studied photography. I can’t help but praise you when I see that the things you took are good.”

These words made Han Ye'an's heart skip a beat, "Learn photography?"

"Yeah." Seeing that her expression was not so scary anymore, Fu Lin thought she was interested, so she continued, "I'm a freshman in the Photography Department of Lingnan University."

She thought that Han Ye'an would chat with her, but she didn't expect the person in front of her to turn around and leave without showing any face.

"Hey..." Why did you leave?What's wrong with this man?

It's not that Han Ye'an has any opinion on her, it's just that he doesn't want to hear it.

At the age of 15, she told her dad that she wanted to learn photography.

"Dad, I want to learn photography." The vines were in full bloom, and the girl looked at her father in the frame and said calmly.

"Okay." The tall man smiled heartily, "Xiao An likes it, and Dad will support it. When the time comes, we will take the entrance examination for the photography department of Lingda University. That was Dad's dream when he was young! Dad didn't pass the exam, Xiao An will definitely do it!"

"Okay." She freezes the picture, and when she agrees, she feels full and happy.

People will be jealous, especially when they are standing in the mud and others run past briskly and pick the flowers that they have been thinking about but are hard to touch.

Dreams and love are like a river, originally running towards the sea like other rivers, but suddenly blocked by a dam called fate, she knew that she could no longer go forward willfully, so she desperately wanted to forget the past and put She became a lake. When the surroundings were quiet, she felt as if she was really a pool of stagnant water. She began to accept it and stopped struggling, but when there were other sounds of rushing water in her ears, she would suddenly wake up and want to go to the sea. His mind began to boil, and huge waves set off on the lake.

Unwillingness and envy can make people want to go crazy.

But she can't leave, and she can't leave, so don't listen, don't look, don't think...

"What's the matter?" The little brother carrying water saw Fu Lin standing there with an aggrieved face, and asked distractedly.

"Why is Han Ye'an always ignoring people? I just want to chat with her." Fu Lin frowned and muttered.She is a freshman, and before going out, her mother told her to keep her temper and get along well with the people around her. Fortunately, she has a decent personality, and she plays well with her classmates. After meeting Han Ye'an, she met Han Ye'an for the first time. Nail, it's a lie that I don't feel uncomfortable.

"What's your rivalry with her?" The little brother smiled, "She's like that. She worked in another cafe last year. We are colleagues. For a few months, she didn't say more than five sentences a day outside of work. It's because of her personality. Come on, don't worry about it."

"Is she so cold?" Fu Lin asked, "Which university is she in?"

The little brother smiled awkwardly. He felt that he seemed to have talked too much, but it was all for this sake. It seemed bad not to say anything, so he could only scratch his head, "It seems that she didn't go to college."

"Ah?" Fu Lin was a little surprised. She thought that Han Ye'an might be from her department, but not a college student?

"Hey, that's all I know. Anyway, just don't get angry with her. She doesn't like to talk in the first place. It's not because she likes you." The little brother hurried away after finishing speaking.

"Oh..." Fu Lin agreed vaguely, looking at Han Ye'an who was cleaning the window inside, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason.

The first time I saw Han Ye'an yesterday, apart from the coldness, she also saw a kind of calmness in the other party, which is a kind of calmness that can make people feel safe even though they are far away from others, which is usually difficult to see in women. , let alone a teenage girl.She likes to be friends with interesting people, that's why she wanted to get close, but now it seems that the cause of Han Ye'an's temperament seems to be more complicated than she thought.

Studying in school was dull and boring, and the continuous test paper exercises made people drowsy. Tong Qiudi woke himself up with cold water several times, and stared wide-eyed at the watch on his wrist.

There are still 1 minutes for self-study.Will Han Yean come today?

As soon as this question came up, the sleepiness that he could hardly keep his eyes open just now disappeared suddenly, and Tong Qiu woke up instantly.

She is a person who puts freshness first, and the day-to-day study is the biggest headache for her. Once a little novelty happens in her life, she can be excited for a long time.

And Han Ye'an itself is "interesting" in capital letters.

When she walked out of the school gate, her footsteps were brisk, and Lu Pang caught up with her and patted her on the shoulder, "Student Qiuqiu, why are you running so fast?"

"Hey, leave me alone, your bus is coming, hurry up!"

Sure enough, Lu Pang quickly ran towards the bus stop sign on the school side.

Han Ye'an was waiting for her at the old place, with a black hat and black sweater, he was unique, and stood out from a group of high school students in blue school uniforms.

Tong Qiu crossed the road, trotted and stopped in front of her, pulled the man's hand, "Let's go!"

Her excitement was beyond words, Han Ye'an was pulled by the wrist, and his heart softened.

When going out, Wang Xiao said: "You need to communicate with her more, so as to enhance the relationship, from strangers to friends, from ordinary friends to good friends, so that she will call you sister willingly."

She felt that this made sense, so she started the topic in a slightly rusty manner.

"What class did you have today?"

People who are accustomed to indifference can't learn to express concern in words in a short period of time. This sentence still sounds a bit blunt.

However, Tong Qiu didn't seem to feel it at all, and began to talk to her about what happened to him today.

"The physical education teacher caught a cold again. The last time it was my daughter who was not picked up. He is clearly only in his early twenties. The reason for the physics teacher is very serious..."

Her tone was a little bit aggrieved, but the corners of her mouth were raised. In Han Ye'an's eyes, the whole person's posture was only cute.

She gently withdrew her hand, took a step back, and took advantage of the height difference to snap a photo of this moment.

Tong Qiu was interrupted by the sound of the shutter, and turned to look at her, and another picture was taken.

In the camera, the girl's eyelashes are curled up, her cheeks are slightly red, and her eyes are full of brilliance, shining brightly.

"You didn't even say hello?" Tong Qiu was dissatisfied, what should I do if the film is ugly?

"It's fine as usual." Han Ye'an said.

"Okay." Tong Qiu turned his head and continued walking, excitedly telling her about his time at school.She likes to talk to people, but her parents are very tired when they come back every day, and her brother is busy with his career. No one has the energy and time to listen to her. Now that Han Ye'an is an ideal listener, the chatterbox that has been dusty for many days will be opened. It's hard to close.

Han Ye'an would nod or say one or two words when she paused, mostly um, ah, etc. Although they were words with no substantive meaning at all, they didn't sound perfunctory at all. Tong Qiu could feel that the other party was real. I listened very carefully, and sometimes even hesitated before replying, that was thinking.

The more she talked, the happier she was. When she arrived at the door of the house, she still felt unfinished. She stood at the gate of the community for a long time, until Han Ye'an interrupted: "It's time to go home."

Tong Qiu looked up at the lit windows of his home, and knew that his parents had returned, so he excitedly invited her home as a guest: "You go to my house for dinner, my parents are very easy to get along with."

Of course Han Ye'an knew that she had personally experienced the enthusiasm of Tong's parents, and she used to call them parents.

But forget it today, adults are always more sensitive than children, if they recognize her these days, the disguise will be for nothing, if they can't recognize her, they will think that their children are dating idle people outside the school, which is not good.

"No, it's late, and I'm going back too."

Seeing that her voice was still calm, Tong Qiu felt regretful but did not insist anymore, "Okay."

Seeing her depressed, Han Ye'an softened his heart, reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, "I'll pick you up tomorrow."

This gesture was too intimate, for them who had only known each other for a few days, it seemed a bit too intimate, although Tong Qiu didn't feel disgusted, but still felt a little uncomfortable, so he turned around and went upstairs with a smile at her.

It wasn't until she opened the door that she realized that this wasn't the first time Han Ye'an touched her head. She seemed to have touched her head after being chased by a dog on Qiushui Street last time, but she was too scared to notice at the time.

Why?Because it's easy to touch?She raised her hand and rubbed her head twice, which seemed to be okay, after all, many people praised her for having good hair.

"What are you doing? Put your head on a chicken coop, like an idiot." The daughter pouted and rubbed her head like a mentally handicapped child. Mother Tong came out of the kitchen with a plate and commented disgustedly.

"Hey," Tong's father put down the newspaper and sighed, "No matter how stupid you are, it's yours, so let's just let it go, and we can't throw it away."

Tong Qiu: ...

I'm afraid it's not my own!

The author has something to say:

傅琳不是女二，不是不是不是，她不参与感情线，don't担心哦感谢在2020-04-1922:52:44~2020-04-2009:44:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Zhixing 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Nagi; 3 bottles from the ship;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!