Uncle Ye: Maybe tomorrow

Mystic was dumbfounded holding the computer.

Xiye raised her eyebrows: "What's the matter? Sit down? Aren't you tired holding the computer?"

Mystic put down the computer awkwardly, still unable to recover.

Xi Ye smiled triumphantly: "This is the seat I specially reserved for you. Oh, yes, zero is on your right. I specially ran to advise the coach to sit according to the positions everyone has during the game."

Seeing the sbad sitting there in a daze but unable to recover, Xiye smiled triumphantly: Xiao Mian, I can't cure you yet! ! !

Xiye hummed to the left and hummed to the right, so unhappy.

Well, he wasn't that proud until...he saw the video.

Before he knew about it, the mystic in the camera was affectionate and focused, Xiye stared blankly at that person's eyes, with mixed feelings in his heart.

This sbad, this sbad...

There was confusion in my heart, and only three words remained in the end: Why?

Xiye really doesn't understand.

In the past, he thought that this sbad was ruthless to him. Although he was sad, he never dared to cross the line, but now, he was too familiar with that look. , How many times, he looked over calmly, lowered his head, his eyes were full of emotion but he couldn't suppress it.

Xiye didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

why?

He really wanted to ask that sbad.

Since I have feelings and you are not innocent, then, how did they become the situation where they try to avoid each other as much as possible?

What the hell are you thinking?

Xiye tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

It was still dark outside, Xiye stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, thinking hard about the sbad.It was still early spring, at five o'clock in the morning, the sky was a little thinly bright, and there was a chill in it.

Xiye shrank back under the blanket.

Damn it, it wasn't necessarily that warm under the blanket.

Looking at Condidi who was sleeping soundly, Xiye sighed helplessly and enviously.

Turning over, Xiye touched the wall and knocked unconsciously.

Then sbad should go to bed early, Xiye thought boredly.

"Duk, duk, duk", in the quiet room, a voice suddenly came from the opposite side.

Xiye looked at the wall stupidly, almost jumping up.

This, this, this...

Xiye was stunned for a long time, but there was no movement over there. Xiye breathed a sigh of relief, but also a little disappointed.

After hesitating for a long time, Xiye put his ear close to the wall, and sure enough, he heard the man singing.

Still the same lullaby.

Xiye listened quietly, the corners of her mouth became more and more curved.

The joy in my heart flooded up, and Xiye was overjoyed.

So, did sbad sing a lullaby to himself because he couldn't fall asleep?

Xiye almost laughed out loud.

Coughing softly, Xiye told herself to hold back, as Condidi was still sleeping.

Huddled under the quilt, Xi Yexiao blushed.

Come on, I can't sleep anymore.

Xiye was very excited.

On the other end, mystic's singing was still there, Xiye wanted to tell him to stop singing, no matter how long you sang, I wouldn't fall asleep, so after thinking about it, he still sent a text message.

Sure enough, the singing voice was gone.

Xiye scratched her head, well, although he asked for it, she was suddenly very disappointed!

In Xiye's little head, all sorts of wild thoughts filled his mind.

For a while, I thought about why the sbad didn’t stay with me, and for a while, I thought about working harder and harder, and I must make good grades.

The more Xiye thought about it, the more she became sober, she scratched her head, Xiye decided to go downstairs for training and forget about it, so as to save herself from suffering here.

Gently closing the door, Xiye looked at the door next door and smiled slightly.

Mystic didn't fall asleep. Lately, he's been falling asleep late, for no particular reason, just can't sleep.

So, when he heard the knock on the wall from next door, he almost subconsciously replied, and by the time he realized what he was doing, it was already too late.

Mystic was annoyed.

He didn't want to do this again at all, and if he continued to be so ambiguous, he would definitely hurt the child.

Although, it's been a long, long time since he played around with Xi Ye like this.

Mystic opened his eyes and looked at the wall, thinking, can't that kid fall asleep?

Thinking of this, he began to worry again, axiba, kid, how can I not go to bed so late?Why can't I sleep?Could it be that Condidi is not honest in sleeping, or is he snoring and disturbing the children? Axiba! !What a villain!

In her sleep, Condidi sneezed without warning, turned over calmly and continued to sleep, unaware that she was being circled behind her back.

The more Mystic thought about it, the more worried she became, and finally leaned close to the wall and sang that lullaby.

Tintin, who was woken up on the bed next to him, gritted his teeth angrily, and scolded Mystic in his heart.

Not at all affected by the resentment next to him, mystic's voice was as gentle as a gentle breeze.

Mystic was stunned when he saw Xiye's text message. It's very simple for a child to get a text message. Stop singing and go to sleep.

Mystic thought a little hurt, kid, do you hate him?

While thinking wildly, Mystic moved his ears and heard the sound of a door switch outside.

Mystic paused for half a second, then jumped up all of a sudden, a gust of cold wind was blown under the quilt.

Ding Ding couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed: "CAO! Xu Shengjun, why are you so crazy in the middle of the night, you..."

With a bang, the door closed.

Ding Ding: "..."

The lights in the corridor are not very bright, a little yellowish.

Xiye stared blankly at mystic.

"How did you get out?"

"What are you going to do?"

silent.

Xiye scratched her head, "I can't sleep, go downstairs"

"Oh"

silent.

"You, why did you come out?"

Mystic blinked, tried his best to find an excuse, and stammered, "I, I'm going to the bathroom."

Xiye looked at him suspiciously: "Don't you have a toilet in your room?"

"Well, that, that, let Tintin get blocked. Well, that's it."

Mystic stuttered.

Tintin, who was carefully eavesdropping on the door, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Xiye nodded: "Oh".

silent.

Xiye originally wanted to say a thousand things to mystic, but seeing his evasive eyes, Xiye finally softened her heart.

Forget it, since that sbad insists on this, he must have his reasons, and he doesn't want to force him, anyway, we know each other well, and we will have a bright future.

Xiye is very unhappy.

Feeling that there would be no result if he continued to waste, Xiye turned around and left.

Mystic hastily pulled him back.

Xiye felt her heartbeat speeding up.

Fiercely despising herself, Xiye turned around, her expressionless face was too calm: "What, is there anything else?"

Mystic couldn't hold back after all, stretched out his hand, then retracted it, and finally patted Xiye on the head: "Go back, sleep."

The temperature falling on the head was so soft and warm, Xiye's face turned red instantly, but that sbad was getting closer and closer, Xiye could even smell the fragrance of laundry detergent on the clothes on the other's chest .

CAO! ! !

Xiye gritted her teeth in hatred, but she was so useless that she couldn't bear to push him away.

Fortunately, the sbad let him go after rubbing his head, Xiye took half a step back to distance himself, but the heat on his face couldn't go down.

Mystic looked at him suspiciously: "Xiye, do you have a fever?"

your sister!

Xiye cursed inwardly, and spoke angrily: "You just have a fever, I think you have a serious fever! Aren't you going to the bathroom? Why don't you go quickly?"

"Don't you really have a fever? Your face is so red." Mystic asked worriedly.

Hearing this, Xiye blushed even more: "Go, go, go."

"Go back to sleep." Mystic who was being pushed away did not forget to turn around and tell.

Xiye was speechless: Why didn't I find this person so verbose before? Xiye thought about it, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back.

The sbad couldn't be seen anyway, Xiye smiled happily.

Turning around and pushing the door open, Xiye was startled when he heard something "bang" in the darkness.

Turning on the light hastily, Xiye stared blankly at Tintin on the ground, unable to react.

Ding Ding, who fell to the ground, was lying on the ground wanting to cry without tears, little ancestor, you went to the wrong room, forget it, you actually, just threw your brother down like this, how innocent your brother is! ! !

Ahhh! ! !The innocent Ding Dingte wanted to scream up to the sky, and with a lot of excitement, Xi Yefeng, who came to his senses, said calmly: "Oh, sorry, I went wrong."

He turned around and closed the door with a bang.

Ding Ding: "..."

Rubbing his painful buttocks, Ding Ding choked speechlessly.

The next day, mystic looked at the computer desk where the two were next to each other, and really couldn't figure out what the child was thinking.

I used to hide from myself, what happened now?

Does he not like himself?

Mystic was flustered and flustered, but looking at the child next to him, he looked smug.

Conan looked at the diametrically opposed faces of the two, and could only shake his head helplessly. Young people nowadays, the way they fall in love, I really can't understand the old people! ! !