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juvenile(1/2)

Xie Xing did another thing within two minutes after receiving the call to the small square.

——Notified the security guard of the community property department.

At this point, he felt that his heart was hanging in his throat and had not really come true. He heard his breathing fluctuations, and was afraid that if he didn't come with the camera tonight, she would get out by herself.

Until he held the other person's hand tightly and noticed that under her calm appearance, his fingers were trembling, and the pressure of anger and restlessness buried him in an overwhelming way.

Receiving his abnormality in turn, Pei Zhi calmed down and comforted her: "I'm fine."

"If I'm not here..."

"Then I'll go back to the pharmacy to stay." Pei Zhi answered quickly, "Wait until Lao Pei comes to pick me up."

Her hand was still held in the other party's palm and she refused to let go. She pulled it back for a while and didn't twitch. She looked at the boy's still angry eyebrows and eyes and said in a gentle voice: "Okay. The play is over."

“…”

At that moment, Xie Xing deeply realized that it would be great if it wasn't for acting. At least he could hold her hand openly.

I seemed to be a thief and stole the intimate name I had just said. Now that I have been taken back, my heart is empty and my blood rushes seem to have echoed.

As long as she thought about the future, she would shout those two words to another person, he felt that his hands were twisting his heart hard, sore and painful.

He realized that he was no longer satisfied with step-by-step approach.

It took a long time to let go, and the sweaty palms were blown by the summer night wind, which was stuffy and sticky, just like his current state of mind that was not dry or crisp.

Xie Xing lowered his eyes and looked at his empty palms, and finally fell silent.

His silence made Pei Zhi mistakenly think that in the panic just now, he had the upper hand with a sensation. Now that he has relaxed, he realized that he had hurt himself later.

She hooked his arm and looked carefully with the light of the street light. Her eyes fell on a light-colored scar on the inside of her arm, which was as light as the sun. The scar was already very faint, and it should be an old thing. However, it still looked ferocious when she was branded on her flawless skin.

After her eyes paused for a few seconds, she turned away and asked, "Are you injured somewhere?"

"No."

Xie Xing seemed to be lost and asked in a daze: "Why don't sister fall in love?"

"Um?"

He jumped so quickly when he let go of his hand and looked at him. He then realized, "No one is right."

The boy seemed to have a little harder question: "...Isn't there yet?"

Pei Zhishen glanced at him, stepped back and shook his head: "No."

As the topic goes here, it makes no sense to go further.

Pei Zhi stood two steps away and watched him slowly pursing his lips, his long eyelashes half closed as if he was thinking. When she was wondering if she refused too directly, the other party suddenly pulled the corner of his lips and returned to normal: "Sister, when will you go to get the camera?"

He is so smart that he will not understand what he just said.

Whether intentionally or not, the attitude has been exchanged. Children may be able to turn around and think about it after relying on goodwill alone is not enough to fall in love.

Pei Zhi smiled back: "Then now?"

"good."

He didn't go upstairs in the end, perhaps because he had to sort out his mood alone, or perhaps because he was afraid that she would be troublesome to explain to Teacher Pei, so he chose to sit alone on the bench downstairs and wait for her.

It was almost midnight and a few street lights shone on the flowerbed. Apart from the cicadas and frogs, there was no other noise.

The boy was arching his body and sat on a bench by the garden waiting quietly.

He leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. Mosquitoes flew past the lighted mobile phone screen from time to time. He seemed to be unable to see or hear, maintaining his unhurried posture.

Pei Zhi tried her best to go up and down, but she saw several red dots falling on his exposed fair skin. When she came down, she casually arranged the anti-itch spray, but she didn't expect it to come in useful so soon.

When he handed it to him, the glimmer that dissipated in his dark eyes seemed to be rekindled. It was hard to tell whether his tone was pleasant or dull.

He only said to her: "My sister is obviously still very nice to me."

Pei Zhi was secretly surprised and found that he could interpret a different flavor in his place.

It is like an equally insignificant thing, and it is just a simple thank you for others, and it is enough to record it into history with enthusiastic compliments. The enthusiasm for everything that has been erased by society seems to feel the meaning again, and it is rekindled at this moment.

He is a wonderful treasure.

Pei Zhi took out her cell phone while waiting for the elevator, thought about it and changed his notes to treasure. She also clicked into his circle of friends again.

His circle of friends shows that it will be visible within three days.

Just ten minutes ago, he posted a new status.

Pei Zhi clicked in with great interest, paused on the screen for a long time, and suddenly lost her speech.

treasure:【I'm very stupid, I can't understand】

***

"Ah...I'm really confused."

Pei Zhilai was on Jiang Ruizhi for half a day and turned over from the sofa, grabbing her long scattered hair: "What do you mean by him?"

"It means not to give up."

Jiang Ruizhi commented while turning her pen, "If you have time to think about this, why don't you come and help me edit all the pictures in the next journal."

Pei Zhi was speechless: "Is there still humanity?"

Jiang Ruizhi acted like a good show, "You only know that it hasn't been there yet? But you said, what do you think? I said yesterday that I didn't know, but I started to bother today?"

"Because I found that as long as the topic is politely mentioned, the children will not be able to get into it."

"What about your reason for polite rejection?"

"He is only a freshman!" Pei Zhi felt extremely upset. "Aren't he always at his age when his mind is shaky? What if I talk to someone seriously and turn around and like other little sisters, who will I go to reason with? I've graduated for two years, do I have time to have fun?"

"That's right." Jiang Ruizhi praised her, "very realistic."

Pei Zhi sighed: "There is no way, human edges and corners are so smoothed by reality."

The two of them complained for a while, and Jiang Ruizhi suddenly said, "I'll give you an idea?"

"you say."

Jiang Ruizhi leaned into her ear and mumbled for a long time, and finally gave a thumbs up: "Is it amazing?"

"It's very mentally retarded." Pei Zhi pointed out Wuqing.

"Just treat it as a test, baby, I think it's completely feasible."

Jiang Ruizhi acted decisively and quickly saved up a game.

When Xie Xing came, Jiang Ruizhi had already memorized a lot of drafts. Seeing that he was more enthusiastic than last night, he looked like the enthusiastic sister next door.

If there wasn't a pit waiting for him behind.

Xie Xing seemed not used to such warm communication, and frequently peeked at Pei Zhi with his own light, and couldn't help but hide in her.

When the boy approached, there was a scent of bamboo green in the air. The seemingly simple white t also reflected the outline of the dark patterns of the same color.

His usual style, low-key and exquisiteness.

However, Jiang Ruizhi acted too much, and the boy's resistance could be seen from his slightly leaning back.

Pei Zhi threatened the past with her eyes: she could stop at the right time.

Jiang Ruizhi received the signal and sat down opposite him, holding his lower jaw with no good news, looking at him with a smile, and asked him straight to the point why he hadn't even had a girlfriend in college.

Xie Xing was slightly surprised, his eyes turned around Pei Zhi's face, and he responded with her reply last night: "No one is suitable."

"Just find the right one."

Jiang Ruizhi maintains the enthusiasm of a close sister, "There are several girls in Sister Magazine that are very beautiful. Should I introduce them to you? They are all college students, about the same age as you. Are you interested?"

The boy's calm and self-sustaining eyes fell on Pei Zhi from the same time. Hearing this, his eyes trembled slightly and he slowly lowered his eyelids.

After a brief silence, he asked softly: "Does my sister want to introduce it to me?"

The sister he talks about usually refers to only one person.

For some reason, Pei Zhi suddenly wanted to stand up and refuse for him. She seemed to be able to understand the other party's sudden depression, and her mood quickly fell to the bottom.

He lowered his eyes, watched as he slowly closed his fingers and let go. His emotions were very weak: "If so, you can do whatever you want."

The heart is like a huge rock pressing on it.

Pei Zhi felt that she was too stubborn, so how could she agree to use such a deviant way to attack him? The boy's slightly red eyes fell into her eyes like a needle.

Almost at the same time, before Jiang Ruizhi continued to stumble down, she couldn't help but speak: "No, I don't mean that."

The memorized draft was forced to end when it was finished. Jiang Ruizhi secretly gave her a look and asked: What are you doing? Why are you suddenly feeling soft?

Pei Zhi pursed her lower lips, feeling confused, "I'll say a few words to him alone."

Jiang Ruizhi glanced at them, but in the end she didn't say anything. She closed the door thoughtfully when she went out.

The intention of this game today is very obvious, and it is to remind him in a different way that the age difference between the two is destined to their identity, position, and perspectives when considering things.

Xie Xing understood what she meant very well. He felt that he could be more mature, so mature that she could forget the potential gap.

It just takes a little time to get used to it.
To be continued...
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