"Elder sister, I really like you, you don't want me ..."
Cheng suddenly stepped forward and surrounded me from behind. I didn't look back or push away. He dared to rub his cheek against my neck, warm breath and soft touch.
There is a smile in my voice. "Cheng Zui, my boyfriend is still waiting for me outside."
His body was frozen stiff.
I looked at him with my head tilted, breathing in the distance. His messy soft hair clung to my skin, and my lips almost touched his pale cheek.
I'm funny. "Isn't Master Cheng the most annoying mistress?"
He held my hand tightly and his body trembled slightly under the hospital gown.
I stretched my voice and breathed into his face. "So-what are you doing now?"
"Don't ... don't do this ..."
How can this be enough?
I smiled, leaned over and suddenly blew a breath into his ear. He was still ticklish as before, so I took the opportunity to break free-
"Loose," I bit out two words through my teeth. "Small, three."
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My parents died early, leaving me and my sister to live alone. My sister dropped out of school early, tried her best to make money for my study, went out before dawn and went home in the early hours of the morning. I wish I could break up for two people.
I live up to expectations, too. I entered the best junior high school in the city with the first grade in the city, and was promoted to the best high school in the province with the first grade in the province.
If it weren't for that hot summer afternoon, a boy in school uniform knocked on my door, I would probably have always thought that my sister earned money for my key junior and senior high schools by working seven or eight jobs every day.
At that time, I just received the admission notice from the first high school in the province and rolled happily in bed.
Someone knocked at the door. I thought it was my sister who left work early, hid the red notice behind her, put away the smile on her face and kicked slippers and couldn't wait to give her a surprise.
The door opened and a strange little boy stood outside. His eyes are red. It is obvious that he has just cried. He looked at me with hatred and disgust. "Where's your sister?"
I glanced at him up and down. He looked like a junior high school student, tall and thin in school uniform, with fair skin and profound and delicate facial features.
I sneered, "Who are you?"
The boy looked at me for a while and suddenly sneered, "Do you really don't know or pretend not to know? Or has that bitch Song been cheating on her sister for five years? "
My eyes cooled down. "How old are you, and your mouth stinks?"
I tried to close the door, but he reached out and stopped me. "Call Song now and ask where she is."
The tone of command and vicious attitude puzzled me. "Are you sick? Do you want to fight when you say that? "
The boy clenched his fist as if trying to hold back his anger. "My father and my mother quarreled an hour ago and went out. Now that my mother is in the hospital, I can't contact him. "
I know what he means. He said that his father went out to find my sister. He also said that my sister had been involved in her parents' marriage for five years.
But how is that possible?
I think it's funny. Why should I doubt my sister because of a bunch of inexplicable words?
The boy lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covered his resentful eyes, and his eyes were red and looked a little pitiful.
I turned into the room, put away the admission notice, found a piece of paper and wrote a serial number, and stuffed it into his arms. "I don't have a mobile phone. Call it yourself."
Closing the door, I stared at the admission notice on the desk for a long time.
I haven't been home for years, and sometimes I haven't seen each other for weeks. There is always enough cash in the drawer at home, and the specific work content is a mystery. I bought a house in full two years ago. Is the job that simple? Some things that I never wanted to face were forcibly pulled out of the water by this unexpected guest.
I say hello to my sister when she comes home at night. "Why are you so early today?"
My sister stood on the porch, swaying in a big red dress and slender waist. She took off her high heels and smiled. "I felt that you missed me, so I came back early."
I clenched my fingers and absently began to say, "Sister, why have I never heard you mention your work?"
Sister wearing slippers action obviously a lag, "you this is-and listen to the opposite aunt wang disorderly gossiping ..."
"A boy went home this afternoon ... elder sister, I am not young."
"Sophia Kao is not what you think, that little boy is ..."
"He said five years, since his parents left, right?"
As if the fig leaf was caught off guard, my sister's delicate makeup flashed a trace of embarrassment and bewilderment. "Sophia Kao, listen to me ..."
My heart aches faintly. I stepped forward, put the admission notice in her hand and hugged her gently. "Elder sister, you have been hiding from me. Are you afraid that I will blame you when I know the truth, or are you afraid that I will hold my head in front of my neighbors and classmates? "
"No, the little boy and his mother will resent you, and the neighbors will accuse you behind your back, but I don't have this qualification, sister. You raised me, and you earned me money. Everyone can call you a mistress, but I can't. "
"I will always be on your side."
A girl can't hide her surprise. "Sophia Kao ..."
I don't know what happened that afternoon and what my sister did to that family. She wouldn't say, so I didn't ask.
I remember my sister holding the admission notice in her hand for a long time. She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. "Sophia Kao, we are not just trading."
"... I like him. "
Because of this sentence, the discouraged words got stuck in my throat, and I lowered my eyes and changed the subject with a smile.
Later, I kept thinking, if I advised her to let go at this time, would the outcome be different?
This war-torn summer afternoon is like an inconspicuous episode in a harmonious movement. The summer vacation passed quickly, the new semester began, and the high school curriculum was very complicated. I quickly threw myself into the intense study.
In the first class next semester, the class teacher Lao Zhang came in with a red face. "In the new semester, our class has also ushered in new faces. This classmate, who is very powerful, jumped two levels in a row, and learned all the contents of the last semester of Senior One in the winter vacation. "
The whole class was in uproar, screaming and skipping classes.
Qian Xiaoyi, my deskmate, poked me in the arm and gloated. "Song Qi, you are the headmaster. I am afraid that you will lose the first position. "
"Ok, now we welcome new students to join us."
Lao Zhang took the lead in clapping.
I didn't look up, still immersed in the problem.
Today's applause seems to be particularly warm, mixed with little cheers from girls.
Qian Xiaoyi shook my arm violently. "I go, I go, I go. Is such a handsome face true? Stop writing, stop writing, look! "
I frowned and looked at my new classmate.
The tawny eye pupil swept the whole classroom, and there was no special reaction.
I am stupefied. It turned out to be the child.
"My name is Cheng Zui, and my future trip is also the best."
Freshmen speak faintly and their eyes are alienated.
However, I haven't seen him for six months. He has grown a lot. The tall and fat school uniform didn't make him feel bloated, but it looked thinner.
Lao Zhang a wave of his hand, "you go and sit next to Song Qi. You two are on the same level, which is convenient for communication. Song Qi, Cheng is the youngest of you. You usually take care of him. "
Qian Xiaoyi protested loudly, "What about me, teacher?"
Lao Zhang gave a hand, "you just pick an empty seat in the class. Change the position first, quickly, and then tidy up the books after class. "
Qian Xiaoyi was resentful, but he had to obey.
Cheng Zui stepped down from the podium, carrying a backpack, and his delicate face was still childlike and cold.
Inevitably, it triggered another commotion.
Qian Xiaoyi, who was behind me, instantly forgot to avenge his seat and whispered, "Ah, ah, the little guy is so cute, his head is furry, and he misses rua."
"……"
I thought my deskmate life with Cheng Zui would be particularly difficult. After all, what happened six months ago is vivid in my mind. Unexpectedly, he said nothing about the past, which was very good for me.
"Definition fields and value fields are written backwards."
People around you whispered reminders.
"Oh, oh, thank you." Absent-minded people really can't write math problems.
He seems to have given up everything. When I was chatting with Qian Xiaoyi after class, he interposed a few words. Later he asked me a physics question, and I pointed behind him. "I'm sorry, I'm busy now. Qian xiaoyi is good at physics. You can ask her. "
He can put it down, but I can't.
After all, it was my sister who intervened in his family. I felt uncomfortable breathing after he sat next to me. The air is full of embarrassing smells. If he keeps a cold face like last time, I think I will feel more comfortable with him.
Cheng didn't ask Qian Xiaoyi this most. He gave me a look and took the question back.
After school at noon, I used to learn how to study in the classroom, and my classmates left one after another. Soon, Cheng and I were left drunk in the classroom.
Yeah, the kid hasn't left either.
Realizing this, I couldn't learn any more, so I stood up and packed my bag and went home.
"Are you free now?" Cheng said what he was least prepared for.
I froze for a while before I realized that he was referring to the physics problem.
"Er ... it's too late. Let's go home for dinner first. " I consciously refused very politely.
"Teacher Zhang asked you to take care of me, didn't she?" Cheng is the most persistent.
Teenagers' eyelids droop slightly, the curved lines from the tip of the nose to the chin are smooth, and the ending voice rises, which sounds a bit miserable.
If you refuse, you can never say it again.
We owe him this. I think, what's wrong with me? More compensation can alleviate my guilt.
So I told him the physics questions in detail and lent him my physics notes.
Cheng is the most attentive and listens carefully. After thanking him, he said, "It's getting late. Let me invite you to lunch. There is a braised chicken rice near Gao Yi. "
I quickly refused. "No, I usually go home for dinner."
Cheng looked down at his letterhead and couldn't see his face clearly. He seems to be snickering. "Is there anyone at home?"
I was speechless for a moment, so I sent him away when I went home for dinner. Sister goes out early and comes back late, so I can't cook. I eat three meals a day, either in the school cafeteria or outside the school.
"Let's go," Cheng Zui reached for my schoolbag.
"Hey ..." I followed him. "... don't you carry your schoolbag? "
Cheng Xian left, didn't speak, and put the pink backpack on his shoulder, which didn't match the picture.
I followed him out of the classroom, trying to get his schoolbag back, and ran away, only to see the warm winter sun shining on his short curly hair and the light-colored schoolbag glowing.
This is the first time a boy has helped me with my schoolbag.
Reason tells me that today's journey is far from that of him six months ago, and I should be vigilant, but I am a little at a loss when I look at the thin and straight back of the teenager and the pink schoolbag that is incompatible with Meng Da Da.
-6.30 Second wave update-
There is a snack street in front of the school. The signboard of "Aunt Sun's mixed rice" is simple and cordial. Cheng opened the door for me most thoughtfully. My face turned red and I thanked him in a low voice.
There aren't many people in the shop. Aunt Sun greeted the guests warmly. "Sophia Kao is here. What to eat today? "
I'm embarrassed to look at the most puzzled eyes on the trip. "I often come here to eat."
He chuckled, "how about ... don't you always go home for dinner?"
Pretending not to hear the ridicule in his words, he rushed to Aunt Sun and said, "Two large portions of braised chicken rice."
"Wait," Aunt Sun looked at Cheng drunk next to me for a while. "Is this ... your brother?"
It's all because Cheng is really small, so it's not surprising to be guessed as brother and sister.
"It's my classmate." I was too busy denying it.
"Yao elder brother ..." Cheng most bowed their heads and smiled, eyes gloomy.
Aunt Sun didn't forget to greet me with concern when serving food. "As usual, I know you are not full, so I will send you a meal."
"Hehe ... thank you, Aunt." I laughed twice, and I don't know why I didn't want to touch the rice I sent.
To show friendship and humility, I pushed the meal to Cheng Zui. "Aunt, you grow up. It was specially sent. "
"You ordered a large portion, that's enough." Cheng's eyebrows are curved, as if in stitches.
I suddenly reacted, why do I feel embarrassed? Why should I hide my appetite in front of this child?
So I put the bowl of rice in front of me, turned a deaf ear to things outside the window as usual, and tried to be a good cook.
Fifteen minutes later, I burped. Cheng looked at an empty plate and two bowls in front of me and paused, but he couldn't restrain his smile.
He smiled beautifully, thick eyelashes gathered around his dark brown eyes, his mouth rose, and his deep facial features suddenly came to life.
I was embarrassed and touched my nose unconsciously.
Cheng tried to comfort me with a smile. "How ... this is good for you, that is, a normal appetite. But you are so thin that you really can't see it. "
I blushed and blurted out two words without thinking, "... thank you. "
Cheng is the most dumbfounded, and he laughs more happily. After laughing, he replied solemnly, "You're welcome."
As soon as the words came out, I wanted to run out the door and never look back. Thank you. What the hell is that? Thank him for praising me for not being fat?
-7. 1 update-
Just when I was crazy inside, Cheng Zui had eaten and stood up. "I'll settle the bill."
I stopped him. "My sister gave me a card here, and the money was deducted from the card."
Cheng is the best. "... well, I'll treat you to something else another day. "
This meal was very enjoyable, at least we won't be embarrassed to get along again in the future. Aside from the complicated relationship between the two families, Cheng is a good deskmate with a cold face and a warm heart.
He is really smart, because many things are difficult to learn because of advanced placement, and I will suddenly realize it if I dial him a little.
So harmonious * * * for a few days, perhaps because of mutual familiarity, Cheng became the favorite to laugh a lot. He was still a stranger when he first arrived.
Just like now, the young boy looked at me with a crooked eyebrow. "Why don't you drink my milk tea bought by Qian Xiaoyi?"
If the eyes are dawn stars, long eyelashes are like feathers, smiling, but the tone reveals some grievances.
Maybe it's to repay me for teaching him. These days, I buy food in the most diverse ways, sometimes some snacks, sometimes a cup of milk tea, but I have never accepted it.
"I don't like jasmine." I said.
Cheng's voice is the weakest. "... I heard you tell Qian Xiaoyi yesterday that you like jasmine milk tea best, which is sweet but not greasy. "
"Well ..." I thought about it. "I liked it yesterday, but I don't like it today."
Cheng stuffed milk tea into his schoolbag and looked a little angry. "Song Qi, you are really-you will abandon the new and get tired of the old and change your mind."
Qian Xiaoyi, who was drinking water in the back row, choked up and gave a thumbs-up after coughing a few times. "... good at learning idioms. "