Playing tricks is the appearance of loving you

Why "I'll take you home" instead of "I'll take you home"?

Jiang Youshu sat on the back seat of the bicycle, thinking about this question.

The late autumn wind blows from the front, and most of it is blocked by Yan Anzhen. Jiang Youshu looked up at her, and saw the loose balls on her head, gently undulating with her movements, like a bird swaying in the wind. The next moment, the flower bud suddenly bloomed, pouring ink on Jiang Youshu from top to bottom - the small rubber band that tied her hair suddenly broke.

The clump of hair fell on Jiang Youshu's face, and the cold fragrance that haunted her in her dreams hit her. She closed her eyes and silently took out her phone.

Yan Anzhen's cold voice came from the front: "Is my hair in the way?"

Jiang Youshu shook her head quickly: "No."

After a while, Yan Anzhen asked again: "Do you have a rubber band?"

"No." Jiang Jiang's hair is very fluffy and lush. When it is loose, it makes her look very lazy and charming. She also uses this very cleverly. She rarely tie it up on weekdays, but——

"I have a small silk scarf in my bag, which can temporarily replace the rubber band." Jiang Youshu has a small hobby, that is, she likes to buy silk scarves, all kinds of silk scarves, and sometimes wear them with different styles of clothes There are different surprises, and sometimes they are pure collections.This time is no exception, last time she went shopping with Ning Hao and bought a lot of silk scarves, and put one in her bag when she went out, she didn't expect that there would be a day when she would come in handy.

Yan Anzhen didn't really want to bother others, and just about to say no, the people behind seemed to get excited in an instant, their voices were much higher, and the ending rose, inexplicably touching people's hearts in this night:

"Let me do it for you. I know how to do hair. When I was playing with Barbie dolls when I was young, I liked to do hair. Later, a college roommate entered the Hanfu pit. I did all those hairstyles for her. "

As he said that, he also drove the bicycle and shook it slightly.

The words "No need" hurriedly stopped on her lips, and Yan Anzhen swallowed them back silently. Not wanting to lose interest, she found a place to stop, turned around and looked down at Jiang Youshu, and said, "Then please."

There are stars in the sky, the world is bright, the beauty's eyes are drooping, and the moles of tears are dazzling. She looked at her, with a gazing gesture, Jiang Youshu suddenly held her breath, without blinking.

The night wind blew again at the right time, lifting her long hair and her heart.

Jiang Youshu took out a silk scarf from her bag, carefully folded it in two and handed it to Yan Anzhen, then walked behind her, raised her hand slightly, and gathered the hair in the palm of her hand, revealing her fair neck, dark In the background, the white is dotted in it. Looking forward casually, you can see the neckline of her brown sweater, which is a little low. The line of the neck is connected to her collarbone, which makes her mouth dry for a moment.

Noticing that she hadn't moved for a while, Yan Anzhen asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Youshu suddenly came back to her senses, her voice was still a little hoarse when she spoke, with a hint of concealment: "What hairstyle do you want to wear?"

"A simple ponytail is fine."

Simple ponytail, why let others do it.Yan Anzhen lowered her eyelashes, her eyes rippling.

Jiang Youshu held the ball of hair with one hand, took the silk scarf from Yan Anzhen's hand, first wrapped it around her fingers twice, then stroked her fingers into her hair, and wrapped the silk scarf in while following her hair, a simple one The ponytail was inlaid by her into a silk scarf with a sea blue background and a white light spot pattern. The jet black hair and the sea blue silk scarf were entwined together, creating a unique beauty.

When she was knitting, her dexterous fingers brushed against Yan Anzhen's earlobe and neck unintentionally, like a dragonfly on water, they came suddenly, and then left suddenly, leaving only a slight itch.

Yan Anzhen's skin is very sensitive, the slightest touch will magnify the slightest sensation.

Her lips opened and closed again, she waited patiently.

At the end of the hair, there was a little silk scarf left just enough to wrap it around and tie a small bow. After Jiang Youshu finished all this, she twirled the two "wings" and said with a smile, "It's a pity, the ponytail is not I can display one-tenth of my strength."

Seeing that she was done, Yan Anzhen turned around and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, a good-looking silk scarf should be matched with a good-looking person." Jiang Youshu said, looking at her with dark eyes, but concealed it well so that the other party didn't notice.

"Let's go."

Jiang Youshu sat back on the back seat of the bicycle, and when she raised her eyes slightly, she could see Yan Anzhen's ponytail hanging behind her head, and the two "wings" on it that did not match her temperament trembled in the wind, inexplicably cute Feel.

A trace of sweetness drilled out from the bottom of my heart.

After another traffic light, we arrived at the dormitory.

They stopped at the intersection, chatting with each other, and the window of the car next door, which was also waiting for the traffic light, was rolled down, revealing a sultry face, and said sloppy words: "Hey, beauties, what are you doing?" You are going home by bicycle, do you want my little brother to give you a ride? Beauty should be accompanied by a fragrant car, how can you let the bicycle wrong you?" After finishing speaking, he stretched out an arm and patted the car body, looking at the two with unscrupulous eyes. People, after they heard the sound and looked at him, his eyes flashed with excitement, as if he saw a prey.

Jiang Youshu has always been too lazy to pay attention to this kind of person. When she is in a bad mood, she will spray back unceremoniously like Ning Hao, but she is in a good mood now, and no monsters or ghosts can disturb her interest.

Yan Anzhen also knew that when confronted with this kind of person, no matter what she said, she would only add to the excitement of the other party. She wanted to look away just by taking a look, but when she heard the other party's sentence "beauties should be equipped with fragrant cars", Paused for a while, then looked over lightly, and said calmly: "Beauties are worn with silk scarves."

The man was taken aback: "What the hell?"

Jiang Youshu in the back seat was also taken aback, and then her whole face came alive, as if endless joy poured out from the corner, she looked at the man in the car, and wanted to say something, her voice was trembling, shaking out Some fragmented syllables made that person baffled.

"The light is green." Yan Anzhen heard her laughing uncontrollably, and reminded, "Catch it."

Jiang Youshu said "Okay" with a smile, then raised her hand and grabbed the corner of her coat.

Yan Anzhen paused, and then repeated it kindly: "Catch it well."

Jiang Youshu tilted her head again, tightened her fingers, and said sweetly and eagerly, "It's done."

"..."

Yan Anzhen sighed silently in her heart, then freed up a hand and put it on the back of Jiang Youshu's hand. Just when she thought she was going to break her hand away, she held her hand and pressed it on her again the next second. From his waist, a serious voice floated down from above:

"Hold on tight."

"……Um."

Amidst the beating heartbeat of a drum, Jiang Youshu circled around with her arms left and right, wrapping Yan Anzhen in her arms. Because of this movement, half of her cheeks were pressed against the opponent's back, and she was afraid that the chest would be squeezed. The pounding sound of the beating heart arouses suspicion, and there is a slight gap between them, trying to conceal it.

Sensing the movement posted by the other party, Yan Anzhen wanted to remind her that this is a bicycle, not a motorcycle, so there is no need to hug her so tightly, but she just thought about it, but she didn't say it.

Perhaps, she is also reluctant to part with the sense of fulfillment of this clinging.

There was a little smile in her eyes, and her eyes flickered in the reflection of the street lights that kept coming and leaving behind.

It's so quiet tonight.

It's a noisy night tonight.

After passing the traffic light, Yan Anzhen sent her downstairs to the dormitory, and the two said goodbye.

Jiang Youshu stepped into the elevator thumpingly, feeling overwhelmed with excitement.

When we got back to the staff dormitory, it was already a quarter past ten. We didn’t have to go to work tomorrow, and everyone else was still up. Chen Xiaoshi and Yang Huihui were nestled on the sofa watching TV. When they saw her come back, Chen Xiaoshi asked softly, “What happened? , I think you are so happy."

"Secret." Jiang Youshu raised her pale index finger and pressed it on her red lips, jumping out of the corners of her eyes and brows.

After closing the door of the room, Jiang Youshu lay on the bed and fiddled with her mobile phone, clicked on Moments, selected a picture, added a line of words, and clicked "Confirm" to send.

Refresh, there is a new message in Moments.

A back view, from the angle of view, it can be seen that the photographer was sitting behind and raised his mobile phone to take a picture. In the picture, a head of hair fluttering in the wind reveals a small piece of fair neck.

Wording: The old man has never seen such smooth and soft hair.

Followed by a 【色】emoji package.

Soon many people praised her, and Ning Hao commented below: [Who is this?The hair quality is pretty good, have you had it done in a barber shop? 】

She looked at it for a while, put down her phone and prepared to take a shower first, and then reply after taking a shower.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Youshu came out wiping her wet hair, picked up her phone and looked at it, her eyes froze instantly.

Yan Anzhen also gave her a thumbs up.

She also replied a few words in a bunch of comments, it was the brand name of a shampoo.

Jiang Youshu sent a compliment that the drunkard didn't mean to drink, but the other party didn't realize her deep meaning, and gave her a brand of shampoo from Amway.

"Hahahahaha."

Jiang Youshu couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Under Yan Anzhen's cold, peaceful and alienated appearance, she is super cute.

There is a play.

Holding the phone, Jiang Youshu felt that a bright road lay before her.

But now there is a wall on this bright road.

Chen Xiaoshi's laughter came from outside, and she remembered that if Chen Xiaoshi and Yan Anzhen hadn't met tonight, according to the timeline set by A Lai, the two would meet for the first time in six days.

In any case, they cannot be allowed to see each other.

On the other side, after Yan Anzhen finished replying, she put down her phone and was about to take a shower, when she looked in the mirror and was about to untie the little bow at the end of her hair, she suddenly stopped.

"..."

Thinking of the picture in Jiang Youshu's circle of friends, she stared at herself in the mirror, picked up her phone again, turned on the rear camera, turned her back to the mirror, and tapped her finger.She still had the usual plain expression, and in the mirror was the ponytail she had tied for her, with black hair and silk scarf entangled, black and blue lingering.

Some... are reluctant to let go.

She sighed silently, clicked on the gallery, created a new photo album, and named it "Jiang".

Then move this photo to "Jiang".