Yizhi

Song Yezhi was simply cursed - he gave up the matter of returning the gift.He decided not to give Yi Qingwei any more gifts in the future, not on any date, not even a single one.

But every Friday after school, he would still take a detour to the mall, find the perfume counter, and smell one after another.If he can't find it, he will learn more; if he finds it, he will buy it back and lock it in the box.

When I went home this Friday, he was still smelling so fragrant. The wild cat shrank away when he saw it, and Cui Fenghuang jumped up and down in the cage when he smelled it.Walking into the living room, Yi Qingwei was also fascinated, and Song Yezhi realized that Cui Fenghuang was not calling for him.

"Uncle, why are you here? Isn't today the evening shift?"

"Yes. I want you to come and see you, okay?"

"Okay." Song Yezhi said, "But didn't you just read it at noon yesterday?"

Yi Qingwei asked him to stand closer, asked him if he bought perfume, and sprayed a lot by accident.

The sense of smell has the longest memory among the five senses, and it is also the most prone to numbness in a short period of time.He didn't realize how sweet he was, so he said nonsense that it was the same table who sprayed it, and the one who missed it was the same table who got on him.

"Who are you at the same table? You are quite particular at such a young age."

"Hong... Recently it's Zhou Yeshan."

"Zhou Yeshan?" Yi Qingwei slumped into the sofa lazily, with one long leg propped on the ground, his eyes on the ceiling, and said, "It's just right, look at the set of stamps on the table."

There was a gift bag on the table, Song Yezhi walked over and did not open it.

stamp?

"I heard from Zhao Huanyu that Zhou Yeshan has a habit of collecting stamps since he was a child. You can give it to him. If he gives you a suit and you give him a set of stamps, it is more sincere than other things."

So I came here today to give this gift.

Song Yezhi didn't know what to say, the uncle didn't receive the gift he deserved, so he rushed to return the gift for him.

Yi Qingwei said that he would lie down on the sofa for a while, and asked Song Yezhi to call him in an hour, and he went to work.

"Stop eating?"

"Go to the hospital cafeteria to eat."

Song Yezhi stood there for a while, then lifted a chair from the dining table, sat on the edge of the sofa, and said softly, "Uncle, I will massage your head for a while to relieve fatigue."

Yi Qingwei didn't know that Song Yezhi would do this.

"My grandma used to have headaches a lot, so I went to the book to learn it, and I went to the massage shop master to ask. As soon as I pressed it, my grandma said that my hands are better than medicine-I haven't been massaged by anyone for a long time. Are you coming to try today?"

Yi Qingwei closed his eyes and said, "Is there any trouble?"

"Uncle, what do you want to eat tomorrow? Uncle Tao will make it, and I will give it to you."

Yi Qingwei couldn't help laughing: "My cold is over."

"That's good." Song Yezhi tilted his head to look at him, his eyes were still closed, and he continued to look at him, "Would you be hungry when you've recovered from the cold?"

He made a temporary decision: "Every weekend, I will deliver meals to you, okay?"

Yi Qingwei opened his eyes suddenly, bloodshot from sleepiness, brewing a soft and fragile feeling that is hard to see in his eyes.The frail look of sincerity towards Shang Song Yezhi, there is some pity in the sincerity.

Yi Qingwei was in a trance, perhaps he had read it wrong.

"What?" he asked.

Song Yezhi didn't answer, just said: "Is it okay?"

Who will say bad.

Song Yezhi kept pressing, until his cool fingertips became hot, and he spared no effort in pressing despite the soreness of his hands.

Neither side called to stop.

Yi Qingwei likes and enjoys it, and the child wholeheartedly pays for him, powerfully and carelessly.

When he was about to fall asleep, he thought, Song Yezhi was sensible and stopped saying "thank you" to him.

"This is the autumn of life and death."

Yes, in mid-May, the results of the midterm exam will be released soon.In fact, the results will come out when the answers are checked after the exam, but no one dares to calculate carefully. Even if they calculate carefully, they are still praying for the teacher to be merciful with the red pen, give more points, and get more students.

Song Yezhi was able to score about [-] points higher than the previous monthly exam this time, mainly because the proportion of geometry questions in this math test paper was larger.It is also more likely to enter the top ten.

The above is the result of joint analysis by Zhao Huan and He Zhou Yeshan.

The sun in June is a bit unforgiving.In the physical education class in the afternoon, the teacher asked the students to form a team to practice volleyball. Zhao Huan and He Zhou Yeshan sat under a big tree holding the ball to hide from the cool.Song Yezhi was practicing paddle ball in the sun by himself, his face was flushed from the sun, and his broken hair on his forehead was stained with sweat.

"Come here—take a rest—" Zhao Huanyu shouted.

Song Yezhi gasped, threw the ball into the shade of the tree, and he walked over.

Zhou Yeshan's legs were stretched apart, and he squinted slightly, looking around the court from time to time.Seeing Song Yezhi getting closer, he tilted his head and said, "Look over there."

Song Yezhi didn't sit down right away, took the water from Zhao Huan and handed it over, turned the lid and looked over, there were two girls in the distance, wandering around leisurely.

Nothing to see.

Song Yezhi: "What are you looking at?"

When he came, Zhou Yeshan didn't look at anything else.

Look up at him from below, and look at him from the dark to the light.He raised his head to drink water, his Adam's apple rolled, there was thin sweat on his collarbone, and the collar of his gray T-shirt was soaked.

Zhou Yeshan also seemed a little thirsty, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

After Song Yezhi drank the water, there was water stain at the corner of his mouth, which flowed down to his chin, and he wiped it off with his fingers. He looked down at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Zhou Yeshan retracted his legs, stood up, and said, "I'll go and have a look."

Song Yezhi took another look, Zhou Yeshan was walking towards the two girls, he turned around and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know, seeing someone's parents look good?"

"But..." Song Yezhi sat down, "Get out of the posture of going to fight."

"I don't know, playing cool?"

"correct--"

The mineral water bottle was rolled around on the ground by Zhao Huan and, under the refraction of the sunlight, it turned into a colorful cylinder.After rolling away, she was pawing back with her legs and asked, "What?"

"Ms. Huang came to my office during recess and asked me—"

"what?"

Rolling away again, Zhao Huanyu still stretched his legs to pick, refusing to get up.Song Yezhi went over to stop the bottle, stood it on the spot, and walked back.

"Ask me if there is anything unusual about your relationship with Zhou Yeshan. I asked what is abnormal. She said that you fell in love last semester, and this semester, is it a resurgence?"

Zhou Yeshan was standing with the two girls, talking, not standing seriously, kicking the grass with his feet, and turning his head to look at Song Yezhi at the right time.

Zhao Huanyu was puzzled, Huang Ju really had a lot of thoughts all day long.

She flicked the long hair scattered from the scrunchie and pinned it behind her ears: "It's okay, don't worry about her."

Zhou Yeshan walked back against the sun, and then ran, holding a light green envelope in his hand. He handed it to Song Yezhi, saying that it was given by the one in the white dress among the two girls.

Zhao Huanyu laughed badly: "Co-author, are you going to run errands to get love letters for someone?"

Zhou Yeshan wasn't in a good mood, but it wasn't so bad, he put his hands on his waist: "Yeah, how can Xiaoye thank me?"

Thank you again, Song Yezhi didn't know how to deal with such things at all, and frowned when he read the love letter.

"That's good enough." Zhou Yeshan picked up Song Yezhi's school uniform jacket hanging on the tree trunk, stuffed the letter in his pocket, "They have been staring at you for a long time, and they will come to you sooner or later. I will go over and help you block it." One calamity, is that enough?"

The two girls over there were still looking this way, Song Yezhi took one with each hand and led them away from the court.

They walked back to the classroom while chatting, and Zhou Yeshan invited them to watch a movie at his home this weekend.

Zhao Huanyu: "Saturday or Sunday?"

Zhou Yeshan looked at Song Yezhi.

Song Yezhi said, "I can do both." He added, "But after lunch."

Zhao Huan and knew that Song Yezhi delivered meals to his uncle on weekends, but he didn't expect it to be over yet.She said: "Is it still being delivered? Uncle finally exposed his ugly face of the exploiting class."

"I want to give it myself." Song Yezhi said, "The ones made by Uncle Tao are better than those made in the hospital cafeteria."

"What for?" Zhou Yeshan asked.

"Give me food." Zhao Huan said.

Zhou Yeshan yelled, "Bring me one too!"

Zhao Huanyu made a gesture to kick: "Okay, don't learn!"

Song Yezhi agreed.

He is like this, he will never shirk what others entrust, but it is very rare for him to take the initiative for someone.

Rare is precious, and rare is enviable.

Zhou Yeshan was kicked, as if surrendering, and said, "Okay, once is enough, and when you come to my house on weekends, it happens that my mother works overtime, okay?"

Song Yezhi nodded: "Yes."

He was unshakable and went to the hospital to deliver meals for two weekends in a row, and got acquainted with the people in the office.By the time Yi Qingwei arrived, he had sent away two batches of people who went to the cafeteria to eat.

"Uncle, you are the last one to eat again today."

Yi Qingwei just finished washing his hands, spread them out wetly, and waited for Song Yezhi to hand him a towel: "Isn't there still you?"

Song Yezhi brought a paper bag for lunch boxes today, Yi Qingwei glanced at it and asked, "Why are there three meals?"

"I'm going to play at Zhou Yeshan's house in a while, and promise to bring him some food."

"What did you bring him?"

"Just like us."

Song Yezhi opened the lid, Yi Qingwei glanced at it and said, "No, I'm different from you."

"Oh, there are only two eggs at home, just enough to fry your dish, so Uncle Tao made me and Zhou Yeshan fried pork with carrots."

"Does he know that he's going to eat fried carrots?"

"I do not know."

Yi Qingwei closed his lid and said, "Then replace it with fried pork with carrots."

Song Yezhi looked at him inexplicably: "You don't like eggs anymore?"

Yi Qingwei just sat and waited for him to change it for himself: "I like it, but today I want to eat something light. Uncle Tao's scrambled eggs are always a bit salty."

He was pounding the chopsticks there again, until they were evenly poked before he began to pick up the food, and asked, "What movie are you watching?"

"I don't know. When we watch movies, it's what he looks for and what we watch."

"Who else but you two?"

"Zhao Huan and ah."

Yi Qingwei snorted and said, "The three of you also manage an Audio-Technica, can the Audio-Technica enter the top ten together in this exam?"

"I do not know……"

Yi Qingwei sighed: "Do you know anything?"

Song Yezhi swallowed the food in his mouth before replying: "There is something wrong with the question you asked."

Raising children is so much fun. I used to count on Zhao Huan and Dou Mo for fun, but now I have Song Yezhi.

"Xiao Song, I'll take you there after dinner." I heard someone call him that again just now, and now Yi Qingwei is making fun of it.

Everyone in the office calls him Xiao Song.

He suddenly realized that everyone called him "Xiaoye", even Zhou Yeshan called him that way, but my uncle never called him that.But after thinking about it, it's good to be called with the full tail, even the first and last name, serious and complete.

"No, hurry up and rest, I'll take a taxi."

"Then I'll pick you up after get off work."

"Do you know where Zhou Yeshan's home is?"

"Oh...then go back by yourselves. The lunch box is here, and I'll bring it there tomorrow. It's rather shabby to take two empty lunch boxes to someone's house to watch a movie."

"Are you working late tomorrow?"

"Ah."

"Then come over for dinner with a stomach. Uncle Tao bought crabs, and they're still being raised in pots."

"Row."