Wangzai Milk Candy

"Si Ming?" Xia You struggled to get down, resisting very much, "You let me down first."

Xia You was afraid of hurting Siming, so she only dared to shake her body slightly.

She has little strength, and now she is exhausted, and she can't break away from Siming even after pushing her a few times.

There was a look of helplessness on his face, Siming didn't go to accompany Su Xuan but instead carried her on his back, which song did he sing?

"Hey, don't move." Siming in front of him said in a deep voice.

Sim Ming bumped Xia You on his back. The weight was very light, and it didn't take much effort to carry it. It seemed that he hadn't eaten well during this period of time.

Xia You didn't struggle anymore, and acquiesced in compromise.

Siming said to the teacher, "Teacher, I'll send her there."

The teacher wasn't sure about the girl's physical strength, and said, "Can you recite it? I'll call a boy—"

Siming had already stepped forward, "She's not heavy, and the bus is not far away."

The teacher looked at the bus not far away, and he couldn't wait for the bus to arrive for a while, and it was inconvenient for him to leave the line, in case other students with problems could not find him, and said: "This classmate has worked hard for you. Be careful, both of you, on the road."

Siming walked on another sidewalk that was different from that of the main troops, and the road was so quiet that only the rustling of shadows of trees was left.

Halfway through, Xia You said as if angry: "Put me down, I'm better now."

"Not many steps left."

Siming didn't want to put her down, so he turned her up slightly to make her more comfortable.

"Put me down." Xia You's tone was rare and cold.

Siming didn't answer the words, just turned a deaf ear and continued walking.

Like a fist hitting cotton, Xia You was quickly discouraged, and the strong momentum just now was extinguished in an instant.

Along the way, the two were silent.

Suddenly Siming felt a heat behind his ears, and warm liquid slowly slipped down.

Siming lost his position, and worried: "Youyou, what's wrong with you?"

Xia You buried her head deeply on Siming's shoulder, no matter how Siming called her, she would not be moved.

Siming sighed softly, turned his head, rubbed Xia You's hair, and said, "I'm sorry."

Everything happened beyond her expectation.

The kid on the back was obviously angry, not for any other reason, most likely because he ignored her.

Xia You didn't look up, sobbing, she said, "Why do you have to apologize? It has nothing to do with you when I cry!"

At the end of a sentence, the voice gradually became quieter.

Siming repeated, "I'm sorry."

After these words, the emotions pent up in her heart couldn't be concealed at all, Xia You burst into tears, clutching the corner of Siming's clothes tightly, wishing to tear it off.

Hearing the sound of crying, Siming felt an endless sense of guilt in his heart, and thought: I'm such a bastard!

Xia You lay on Siming's body, crying for a long time, and gradually stopped crying. After a while, there was a shallow breathing sound in his ears. Xia You, who was tired from crying, had already fallen asleep, and his hands were still tightly clutching Siming's mouth. Ming's collar.

Siming walked very slowly, for fear of disturbing Xia You.

The 15-minute journey took three to ten minutes, and there were not many students on the bus, and the others were all sent back.

Siming gently shook Xia You on his back, "Wake up, get in the car."

Xia You raised her head and rubbed her red eyes, one arm was still hanging around Siming's neck, unwilling to let go, her eyelashes were still stained with wet tears, and then she was firmly placed on the ground by Siming, dumbfounded. Say a word of thanks and get in the car.

She was so tired that she didn't even want to talk.

Slowly sat on the comfortable bus, and fell asleep again.

Xia You closed her eyes and moved her sleeping position repeatedly. The bus sat comfortably, but no matter how she slept, her neck became sore.

Amidst the roaring sound of the bus starting, Xia You's wobbling head was suddenly pressed down with one hand, and it was pressed on the shoulder of one of them, and a familiar voice came: "Sleep, I'm here."

Xia You was drowsy in sleep, let out a muffled "um" and fell into a deep sleep.

At first Sim Ming was just sending Su Xuanke back to the bus, but after sending him away, when he saw Xia You with a pale face on the way, he naturally thought that she was unwell.

Xia You cried loudly on her shoulder, even if no one said it, Siming could guess the reason.

Originally, he made up his mind to send the people there and leave, but the moment the bus started, Siming's decision wavered.

She was reluctant.

Xia You woke up, the car had already arrived at the station.

Ye Mu smiled and sat next to her, rubbing his sore shoulders, "You're awake!"

Xia You, who was out of the situation, bounced away subconsciously, moved back a few times, and said, "Ah! Sorry, sorry! I slept too deeply!"

Xia You's brain was running fast, and she asked, "Why is it you?"

Xia You clearly remembered that the vague voice was Siming, how did she wake up and become Ye Mu?

Ye Mu asked back: "Didn't you let me sit here?"

"Huh?" Xia You was stopped by the question, her memory was blurred after crying, and she had no memory of what she had done.

Ye Mu's tone was very sincere, and there was no trace of fraud, even Xia You had no idea.

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Ye Mu kindly explained: "I got in the car first, and when you got in the car and saw me, you sat next to me, and then you fell asleep, and you couldn't wake up even if you shouted."

Xia You murmured in her heart: Could it be that I was dreaming just now?Why do I feel that Siming is by my side?

Xia You's thoughts were confused, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Ye Mu snapped his fingers, "Hey! Don't be dazed, let's gather!"

Xia You had no time to think about anything else, so she got up and rushed out.

Ye Mu stretched his waist, walked towards Siming with his mouth curled up, and complained: "You are really a modern Lei Feng, you don't leave your name behind when you do good deeds."

Siming said, "Where's Xia You?"

"Don't worry, she's fine. I sent her back just now."

"Thank you."

"That's the end? Don't you plan to give me some rewards? I managed to fool Xia You."

Siming glanced at him and said lightly, "Come on, it's alright to treat you to dinner next time, right?"

Ye Mu looked Siming up and down, and said "tsk tsk" repeatedly. Siming felt uncomfortable under his gaze, and said coldly, "Say something quickly."

"Why do you think you should? Throw it away as soon as you say it, and make the little girl so sad, tsk tsk tsk, what a heartless and ungrateful person!"

"What's wrong with her?" Siming asked with concern after hearing Ye Mu's words.

Ye Mu showed his outstanding acting skills, and sighed:

"After the little girl woke up, she cried until the pear blossoms were raining. It took me a long time to comfort her."

"Some people can't hurt the little girl's heart, at least not!"

"Contemporary scumbag behavior! Moral degeneration! Humanity annihilation!"

Seeing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, Siming snorted coldly: "I will take back the treat."

Ye Mu was performing vigorously, and all kinds of yin and yang words were already brewing in his mind. Seeing that the wind direction was wrong, he said with a playful smile: "Xia You is fine, she wakes up very well, I told her what you told her, and she believed it too." .”

Siming was in a bad mood, forced the corners of his mouth to twitch, and smiled stiffly: "You have your meal."

Ye Mu cupped his fists and saluted, "Thank you, brother!"

With a smile on his face, Ye Mu asked seriously: "Why didn't you tell her?"

"In a few days." Siming said.

"Well, after this matter is over, explain it to the child, and she will feel even more uncomfortable if she keeps it like this."

Ye Mu said this from the bottom of his heart, children at this age are not only friendship but also family affection, and these two things are what they care most about.

"Yeah." Siming replied casually, full of worries in his heart.

Taking advantage of the weekend, Siming invited Su Xuanke out.

Su Xuanke deliberately joked: "What? A date?"

Siming put his hands on her shoulders, and said mysteriously, "Shhh—be a bit mysterious."