〖short story〗

Li Zhuxue called Luo Xiaomei, but the two didn't mention the past, they only talked about their plan to visit Teacher Zhang.

In the face of life and death, a little awkwardness between two people seems so small, so small that neither of them are embarrassed to mention it.

In order not to run around, Luo Xiaomei, who hung up the phone, went to pack her suitcase again, and ran to Li Zhuxue's house quickly before wiping off the sweat from her brow.

"Xiaomei, where are you going!" Luo Xiaomei's mother stood at the door and yelled dissatisfiedly at Luo Xiaomei's back, "There are no rules and no rules, run slowly, you look like Sanyong can only admire you! "

Luo Xiaomei paused her steps, her eyebrows frowned, her chest seemed to be pressed by a big stone, but she couldn't turn around to refute, she continued to run forward, the wheels of the suitcase rolled on the ground, as if sparks were about to be ground.

Now she feels a little disgustingly fortunate, because of Teacher Zhang's matter, she can finally go back to Li Zhuxue's house openly and aboveboard.

Getting off the country bus, Luo Xiaomei slowed down and walked towards Li Zhuxue's house. When she arrived at the door, Li Zhuxue was squatting in the garden and watering the flowers.

Luo Xiaomei pushed open the door and called her softly: "Da Xueer."

Li Zhuxue raised her head, and felt that Luo Xiaomei seemed a little darker than before, probably because she had more opportunities to go out on dates recently, she lowered her head and continued to water, and replied flatly: "Come back? I asked Sister Du for it." Some native eggs, we'll go get them later."

In the past, Li Zhuxue would definitely come over to help her carry her luggage and bring her a bowl of tea.

Luo Xiaomei pouted, and dragged the suitcase into the house by herself. When passing by the gate threshold, she pretended to be carrying the suitcase with great difficulty for a long time.

But Li Zhuxue didn't turn her head once.

Luo Xiaomei put the suitcase away aggrieved, and was a little happy when she saw that the room she hadn't lived in for a week was not dusty at all, so she rolled up her sleeves and went to the kitchen to pour two cups of sour plum juice, and gave it to the people in the yard. The busy Li Zhuxue handed it over.

If Daxueer doesn't do it, it's the same if she does it instead.

Li Lexue took the sour plum juice, lowered her head and took a sip, then put it back into Luo Xiaomei's hand, and said to her, "I'm going to wash my hands, wait for me for a while."

"En." Luo Xiaomei nodded obediently at her with sour plum juice in both hands.

She was flattering herself, Li Zhuxue turned and left, thinking silently in her heart.

Seeing Li Zhuxue's back disappear in front of her eyes, and the bedroom door closed, Luo Xiaomei showed her first smile here, looking down at the two glasses of plum juice in her hand.

The cold feeling was like wisps of mist, winding and winding along her hand, and always bypassing her heart, in her eyes, she subconsciously picked up the sour plum juice and took a sip.

When she found out that she drank the cup that Li Zhuxue drank, she was shocked, and she didn't know what to think, so she simply poured the remaining two cups of sour plum soup into her stomach.

When Li Zhuxue came out, she happened to see her entering the room with an empty glass: "Why did you drink all of it? I have more to drink."

Luo Xiaomei's eyes fluttered with guilt: "I came all the way, and I got sunburned, and I have a little heat stroke, and I am very thirsty."

Li Zhuxue nodded knowingly, and went to the kitchen to make her a cup of Banlangen: "If you suffer from heat stroke, drink this, it will cure all diseases."

It’s such an old stalk, but Luo Xiaomei held the stage and laughed happily. After laughing, Luo Xiaomei still didn’t forget to comfort Li Zhuxue: “Da Xue’er, don’t be sad about Mr. Zhang. Sad."

Li Zhuxue patted her on the head: "Then you are smiling, since you entered the house until now, you have a mournful face, just ignore me, and you can't go to Teacher Zhang's house tomorrow."

Hearing what Li Zhuxue said, Luo Xiaomei smiled, as if the sun had finally shone into her heart: "Da Xueer, you are so kind."

"Ok?"

"Teacher Zhang is better."