School girls always want to bend me

Zhang Yawen moved Ye Qiqi to his room.

The reason is ease of care.

Then she tiptoed with her slippers on and took down the quilt that had been left unused during the season change from the top of the cabinet.

It wasn't very thick, but three layers were stacked on Ye Qiqi's body, making her a little out of breath.

Ye Qiqi stretched his neck, frowned and asked, "Are you trying to suffocate me?"

Zhang Yawen spread the three-layer quilt evenly, and the corners were tightly laid, as if sleeping in a house without air conditioning and heating in winter.

So much so that Ye Qiqi didn't even have room to move.

She was a little uncomfortable and wanted to break free, but she was not very cooperative.

Zhang Yawen sat down on the quilt beside her legs, pressed it with his own body weight, and pressed his two thin elbows on Ye Qixi's arm under the quilt.

He furrowed his brows and warned those who moved around: "It will be fine if you catch a cold!"

Ye Qiqi looked at the ceiling, gasping for breath, his chest rising and falling, then lowered his eyes, and looked at Zhang Yawen: "I have a cold, it's not that I'm out of my mind."

Obviously, he did not believe Zhang Yawen's words.

Zhang Yawen, whose authority was provoked, was a little furious. He put his whole weight on Ye Qixi's body, put his head on Ye Qixi's chin, buried his face in the soft quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "It's very clever." Yes, that's how I got a cold before."

The air conditioner had been turned off by Zhang Yawen a long time ago, the windows were open, but there was no wind blowing in, the room temperature rose, Ye Qiqi felt chest tightness, thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his cheeks flushed abnormally.

"Aren't you hot?" Ye Qiqi asked softly.

Zhang Yawen turned his head: "A little bit, but you can't brag, it's not good for you."

In order to take care of me, I would rather heat her.

Ye Qiqi blinked his eyes, the original discomfort dissipated a lot because of Zhang Yawen's words, turned his head away, and his eyes fell on a large hardcover book beside the bed, she knew that this set of books was priced at a very high price High, low sales, very unpopular.

She moved her arm that was under the quilt, and Zhang Yawen, who felt the shock, raised her head and asked, "???"

"Is this book here?" It wasn't opened, and it didn't look like he wanted to read it. At this point, Ye Qiqi suddenly realized something, and then said, "Isn't this a gift you want to give to the teacher?"

In a day or two it will be the birthday of their mentor.

Although it was a question, Ye Qiqi knew in his heart that there was a high probability that it would be.

Zhang Yawen nodded blankly: "Can't you? This is not cheap, and it's high-end. Anyway, it's useless for me to keep it."

A very reasonable look.

Ye Qixi closed his eyes: "You have been with the teacher for three years and still don't know him. He can tell at a glance that this gift of yours was sent internally by yourself. For you, it is a space-consuming thing. Give it to others. is the best choice."

The cold made his head dizzy, and because he was suppressed by the quilt, Ye Qixi said a few words in succession, his breath was a little unsteady, he calmed down for a while, and continued: "You treat the teacher as a recycle bin?"

Zhang Yawen thinks that things have never been so complicated. Although she didn't choose her gifts very carefully, she would not be so slandered. She climbed onto Ye Qiqi's body with her hands and feet, her chin resting on the quilt, and her black eyes Looking at Ye Qiqi: "Can't you think of me? For example, tell me that the teacher will be very happy when he sees this gift?"

With the weight of another person on her body, Ye Qiqi felt even more tight in her chest. Zhang Yawen's breathing was clear and perceptible when she spoke, which disturbed her thoughts a bit.

But what he said was still a bit short: "You can't speculate on the teacher with your IQ, it is obvious that you think differently."

Daily discussions successfully escalated into personal attacks.In normal times, even if Zhang Yawen couldn't take advantage of the language, he would use force to solve it, push and slap, to show the dignity of his senior sister.

Ye Qiqi also thought so, and the daily slapstick would end with Zhang Yawen's "victory".

But when the voice fell today, she didn't wait for Zhang Yawen's clamor.

The room suddenly became quiet. In the hot and humid weather, there was no wind blowing in, and the sweat was scorching on the skin.

"Qiqi, do you...really... think I'm not very smart?" Zhang Yawen's index finger traced the floral pattern on the quilt, his voice was soft and low, as if he was talking to himself.

For a moment, Ye Qiqi didn't know how to answer this question, not because of the question itself, but because of the questioner's sudden change of tone, and a momentary emotion, which he missed because of drowsiness.

She looked at the top of Zhang Yawen's head, the black and thick long hair spread out, and then she thought of her in high school with short shoulder-length hair. The teacher banned girls from growing long hair in order to let the students focus on their studies. .

The neat bangs were cut short and fell on the eyebrows, and one side of the hair was tucked behind the ear. She tilted her head slightly and stood on the podium in the auditorium holding the manuscript in her hand.It was the swearing-in ceremony for their entry into the league in junior high school, and the school arranged for the senior girls from the high school to come and give a speech and lead them to take the oath.

At that time, I was in the back of the crowd, watching Zhang Yawen speak in a daze. She was a little unnaturally nervous, and the traces of reading the manuscript were obvious, which was common for seniors and sisters at that time.

During the study period, Zhang Yawen has always been very popular with teachers. When she participated in the provincial composition competition and won the prize, she also spoke at the school morning meeting and was named and praised by the principal. She is also a three-good student every year and a frequent visitor on the school's honor roll.

She has always been very intelligent, but sometimes she is stubborn and dull.

Ye Qiqi tried to turn his body under the quilt, and it took a while before he answered the question: "You are smart."

But this answer didn't make Zhang Yawen happy. She said dully, "But didn't you say before that you like that mentally retarded person with a big personality?"

big strip?Still mentally retarded?

Ye Qiqi tried hard to recall, it seemed that the two of them had discussed this topic, but how did she come to this conclusion?

"So, do you mean that...you don't like smart people like me?" Zhang Yawen wept.

Ye Qiqi felt that his IQ and EQ were useless in front of Zhang Yawen's brain circuits.

She broke the pot and said in a cool voice, "You...are not very smart."

But as soon as he said it, he immediately felt something was wrong, and his body was frightened, and he froze there.

With disheveled hair, Zhang Yawen straightened his body with both hands, looked down at Ye Qiqi's face, and asked cautiously, "So, you still... like me?"

She tried to sound easy and natural, trying to make it look like she was simply asking.

But if anyone got close enough, they could hear the beating of her heart beating in her chest.

When she realized her emotions, she couldn't help but want to test the attitude of the other party, although this scene is not so suitable now.

What about Ye Qiqi?Is all her kindness and care for herself just because the two are former alumni?

She stared straight into Ye Qiqi's eyes.

Ye Qiqi felt at a loss for others to see her thoughts that had been hidden for too long, and because she was far more pretending than confessing, so at such a moment, she didn't know how to express her inner thoughts.

And Zhang Yawen's words, could it be another common saying between girls to maintain their relationship?

She hesitated and hesitated, she licked her dry lower lip, her mind was empty, she didn't know what she would say, but she still opened her mouth slightly.

"I……"

Before the words were spoken, there was a sharp and hasty doorbell in the living room.

The only doorbells with such a fast frequency are takeaway and express delivery.

The confrontation between the two dissipated in an instant, Ye Qiqi turned his head away in embarrassment, Zhang Yawen stood up and went out to get it.

When he was about to reach the door, someone outside the door shouted: "I put the things on the cabinet by your door first." Then there was a more hurried sound of going downstairs.

Zhang Yawen opened the door a little, stretched out his arms and took back the brown paper bag, which contained the cold medicine she bought for Ye Qixi.

The boiling water in the kitchen showed that it was keeping warm. She took out her water glass to get a glass of water, and returned to the bedroom with a bag of medicine.

Ye Qiqi slept with his eyebrows closed and his eyes closed, and his sleeping face was not at all solid. She thought Ye Qiqi was simply suffering from a cold.

She gently pushed Ye Qiqi's shoulder, and pulled the thick quilt under her neck a little.Then she sat on the back of the bed, put her hands around Ye Qiqi's upper body, and helped her up.

"Qiqi, it's time for us to take medicine."

Zhang Yawen took a pill and signaled Ye Qixi to open his mouth. The other party obediently threw the medicine in, took the water and brought it to Ye Qiqi's mouth.

At this moment, Ye Qixi was very obedient and obedient, he opened his mouth when he asked her to open his mouth, and drank water when he asked her to drink.Her soft black hair falls to her ears, and she looks like a deer in the forest when she drinks water with her eyes down.

Eyelashes flutter up and down.

The only sound in the room was the soft gurgling of drinking water.

Zhang Yawen suddenly remembered what he hadn't finished speaking just now, and asked, "What did you want to say just now?"

Ye Qiqi stopped drinking for a moment, then drank the water in the glass in one gulp, leaving shiny water stains on his lips.Compared with the state just now, her mind is much clearer now, her sanity has returned, and the bewilderment and boldness just now are all gone.

She glanced at the person beside her who had just fed her water, thought for a while, and said, "What I want to say is... Senior Sister is so nice and very likable."

If it was Zhang Yawen before, she would definitely be very happy and proud, but at this moment, after hearing this answer, she couldn't be happy at all. The flame burning in her heart seemed to have encountered a heavy rain in summer. Instantly off.

A heart hit the ground heavily.But she still couldn't let her disappointment show.

Forcing herself to raise a smiling face, but in the end she couldn't succeed. She took the water glass and hurried to the kitchen: "I just boiled the water, it's probably open now, I'll go check it out."

The kitchen was quiet, Zhang Yawen closed the sliding door, the warning light on the thermos pot went dark, she poured out all the water in the pot, and then went to pick it up again.

The water flow was turned to the maximum, and it rushed in, and it was full after a while, overflowing into the pool.

A heart was heavy, and there was a slight tingling pain.

The author has something to say:

Go out in the afternoon, come back to write another wave at night!

Try to get her two together quickly!