she is not happy

After the two of them helped Liu Yuying fight, they were kicked out of the kitchen.

The room was too stuffy, the two walked out of the yard, Ye Qinghe stared at Wen Yi's face, hesitating to speak, she knew that Wen Yi voluntarily gave up the design competition.

Wen Yi was wrapped in a heavy down jacket, hid her face in the collar, suddenly met Ye Qinghe's eyes, raised her red lips and smiled.

"Ye Qinghe, I'm better at the exam than you."

"But I'm not as talented as you in design. I know I won't win an award in the end, so I might as well spend my time elsewhere."

Wen Yi lowered her head, stepped on the thick snow, and stepped forward step by step, leaving a row of shallow footprints.

Through the glass window pasted with spring flowers, is the busy figure of Liu Yuying.Wen Yi stood not far away, looked at Liu Yuying, and said in a very soft tone.

"Ye Qinghe, look at my mother, she is still working on the first day of the new year, I hope I can help her more so that she will not have to work so hard."

Ye Qinghe frowned, looking at her, she couldn't understand this emotion.But she could tell that Wen Yi was unhappy.I didn't know how to comfort her for a while.Ye Qinghe took a deep breath, exhaled a faint white mist, and said softly.

"It's okay, I'll win the prize for you."

Wen Yi looked at the serious Ye Qinghe and couldn't help laughing.

"You for me?"

"Well, I'll replace you." Ye Qinghe looked at Wen Yi seriously, and said calmly.

Wen Yi looked at her, smiled and nodded.

"Ye Qinghe, why are you so cute?"

"..." Ye Qinghe looked at Wen Yi speechlessly, feeling that she didn't seem to be praising her.

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The winter vacation is short, and Ye Qinghe has been reading materials and practicing in order to prepare for the competition.

School started in March, and Ye Qinghe went abroad with his teacher to participate in the design competition.

In April, before Ye Qinghe came back, the news of winning the grand prize had already spread throughout the school.

This global award is very important in the industry and has a very high gold content. This is the first time in recent years that a Chinese player has won it.

On this day, Wen Yi returned to the dormitory after class, and saw Ye Qinghe's things on the bed that had been vacant for more than a month.

Wen Yi smiled and frowned, turned around to look for Ye Qinghe, but bumped into this person.

Ye Qinghe hugged Wen Yi subconsciously. There was warmth in front of her body and stiffness in her back. She let go of Wen Yi quickly, her eyes flustered with nowhere to rest.

"Ye Qinghe, you are back."

Facing those beautiful peach blossom eyes, Ye Qinghe pursed the corners of his lips and nodded lightly.The longing for Wen Yi over the past few months has become invisible at this moment, and Ye Qinghe's empty heart seems to have found a place to belong.

"This is for you." Ye Qinghe handed the winning gold cup to Wen Yi with a calm expression.Wen Yi's birthday is in April, so this trophy should be her birthday present, Ye Qinghe thought silently in his heart.

"Really give it to me." Looking at the heavy trophy, Wen Yi couldn't help laughing, with a shallow dimple and charming heart.

"It was originally taken for you." Ye Qinghe couldn't help being stared at by this man, but tried to maintain his usual calmness, and said a sentence very naturally.

"The bonus will be given to me too." Wen Yi leaned over and approached Ye Qinghe, with a sly smile in her eyes.

"The money hasn't arrived yet. I'll transfer it to you when it arrives." Ye Qinghe looked up at Wen Yi seriously, and replied solemnly.

Wen Yi looked at her truthful answer, but couldn't tell if it was a joke, she couldn't laugh.

"Teasing you."

Ye Qinghe frowned and was about to say something, but Wen Yi raised his meal card.

"Last semester, I got a school-level scholarship, and it was all included in my meal card."

"I invite you to eat."

Ye Qinghe looked at her and nodded.

The two went to the cafeteria. Wen Yi ordered a lot of things. As soon as they sat down, a boy came over.

"Sister, I'm from the School of Design, can I have a phone call?"

"Senior, I'm sorry, I don't have a phone." Wen Yi looked at the boy calmly and said.

Boys eat turtles, but they still don't give up.

"Ye Qinghe, help me mix the noodles." Wen Yi blinked at Ye Qinghe with peach-like eyes, and said softly.

Ye Qinghe took the noodles naturally, and skillfully helped her mix it up.

The two ignored the person who dropped by to strike up a conversation.

The boy returned to his desk resentfully, only to see the boy next to him start laughing at him.

"I told you, it's a pair, you just don't believe it."

"The forum is full of her two posts."

"It's such a pity for such a beautiful junior."

"You don't know that the family next to you is the rich second generation. Do you have any family with money?"

The voices of these people were not low, Ye Qinghe's face darkened, and he was about to stand up holding his chopsticks.Wen Yi pulled her back.

"Ye Qinghe, if you don't eat the noodles sooner, you'll lose weight."

After dinner, Wen Yi went to the dance practice room to practice dancing, Ye Qinghe followed her, Wen Yi happily shared with Ye Qinghe.

"There is a school-level evening party in May, and credits can be added if you participate."

Ye Qinghe looked at Wen Yi, Wen Yi not only got full marks in professional courses, but also participated in various activities in the student union to calculate credits.In order to get a school-level scholarship.

"Will it be very hard for you in this way?"

"Yes, it's very hard." Wen Yi blinked like a peach blossom, and followed Ye Qinghe's words. Seeing Ye Qinghe's brows furrowed slightly, Wen Yi's heart felt warm, so she couldn't help but leaned forward and asked softly.

"So, later, do you want to be my dance partner?"

"Huh?" Ye Qinghe turned his head to look at her.

"Practice with me." Wen Yi raised the corners of her lips and smiled softly at Ye Qinghe.

There was no one in the dance room, and it was empty. Wen Yi went to the dressing room beside her and changed into her dance practice clothes.

Under the sun, Wen Yi's long black hair was tied up in a bun, her slender neck and shoulders were curved gracefully, her tight dance dress outlined Wen Yi's perfect figure, her slender legs touched the floor lightly, and her snow-white skin was exposed to the sunlight. There was light under her, and every time she took a step towards her, it seemed like a proud and graceful white swan was approaching her.

Ye Qinghe stared at Wen Yi, straightened his back, leaned on the railing beside the mirror, his fingertips turned white.

When Wen Yi's hand was on her shoulder, Ye Qinghe turned his head to look at the mirror. In the mirror, he didn't know if Wen Yi caught that tense moment.

Ye Qinghe remained calm, and was led by Wen Yi to the center of the dance practice room. Wen Yi approached suddenly, with a familiar warm fragrance, her slender white fingertips stretched out in front of Ye Qinghe's eyes, and was gently touched by Ye Qinghe. Hold on, with the elegant and soothing music, Ye Qinghe carefully followed Wen Yi's footsteps and danced with her.

Whether it's lifting or lowering the waist, every movement seems to be engraved in the bones, skillful.

When the music couldn't stop, both of them gasped for breath. The moment they looked at each other, they were still in the lingering and tangled love in the dance music, and they didn't pull away immediately.

Ye Qinghe wanted to let go of Wen Yi, but her neck was lightly hooked. Facing her usually smiling eyes, she couldn't breathe well.

She didn't know what Wen Yi was going to do, she was tense.

"Why are you so good at dancing?" Wen Yi's voice was soft, revealing a little bit of complaint, Ye Qinghe's secrets were hidden, it seemed that she had made a fool of herself like a clown before.

"I've seen it a few times." Ye Qinghe avoided Wen Yi's eyes, looked at the two people in the mirror, and still maintained the final dance movement. Ye Qinghe gently put his arms around Wen Yi's waist, and Wen Yi leaned on her waist. in the arms.

During the rehearsal of the New Year's Eve party, Ye Qinghe stayed with Wen Yi all the time. Every time she saw Wen Yi practicing dance with that boy, she was very unhappy.

So I wrote down every movement and practiced it repeatedly at home, imagining what it would be like to dance with Wen Yi, but I didn't expect it to come in handy.

"Ye Qinghe." Wen Yi called her softly.

Ye Qinghe still looked deserted when he withdrew from his thoughts.

Wen Yi approached slightly, and after a kind of emotion sprouted, it broke through the ground like a seed.

But when he heard the movement at the door, he quickly retracted.

The members of the dance troupe entered the dance room with their bags on their backs, and saw Wen Yi who was warming up in front of the mirror, and Ye Qinghe who was always by Wen Yi's side.

Hearing the song that was still playing, the girl in the lead kindly reminded her.

"Sister, don't dance this piece this time."

Wen Yi nodded lightly, and looked at Ye Qinghe's reaction through the mirror, but saw that she was still indifferent, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

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In a blink of an eye, from freshman to sophomore, freshmen started school, and Wen Yi, as a member of the student union, was assigned to welcome the freshmen.

Looking at the rushing students, there is a longing for the university time in the eyes.

Wen Yi was busy receiving the reception, when the cold water touched her arm, she flinched in a daze.As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Ye Qinghe's calm and cold eyes.

"Go and rest in the shade of the tree." Ye Qinghe said lightly.He gave Wen Yi the water, took her pen, and began to guide the freshmen to fill out the form.

On weekdays, Ye Qinghe, who is icy and cherishes his words like gold, still looks cold when he is a receptionist. Although he answers the questions of the freshmen very professionally, he is more like a teacher in the dean's office than a student.

There were five people at the reception desk of the Department of Architecture, and Wen Yi's line was already long.

When it was Ye Qinghe's turn to come up, there were only a few scattered people left, and they all went to other teams.

Wen Yi couldn't help laughing, and heard a little girl whispering behind her.

"That senior from the architecture department is really good."

"I want to get to know you."

Wen Yi took a sip of water, and glanced back at the two freshmen, with deep meaning in her eyes. I don't know if it's because the weather is too dry, or because she is tired from reception and bored.

He watched the two youthful girls walking towards Ye Qinghe.

Wen Yi, who was still standing under the shade of the tree, had already walked to Ye Qinghe's side, still smiling gently, looking at the two girls.

"Sister, are you from the Department of Architecture?"

"No, not from the art department."

"Freshmen from the art department can sign up over there." Wen Yi guided with a good temper, and led them aside.

The two girls cast their eyes on Ye Qinghe from time to time.

"The Department of Art is here." Wen Yi said lightly, her peach-like eyes revealed a bit of playfulness, she looked deeply at the two girls, and said lightly in a joking tone.

"Elementary school girl, don't miss the senior sister's people."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-07-0620:19:28~2021-07-1121:15:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 7 for mourning; Chen Yifeng, 521174381;

Thanks to the little angels who cast the landmines: 4 in Midnight Summer; 2 in DetectiveLi; 75 in Resen_Sun, z, 1, Ze, Wei Wuxian, and a well-dressed animal with excellent character and learning;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：似火30瓶；小被没想法27瓶；白娉婷20瓶；Anti.小陈拆盒子10瓶；明日泉9瓶；504518858瓶；酒果5瓶；潜水党2瓶；李晓楠的女朋友、ugzy1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!