‘···’

"My ears are perked up."

The time is...

"Um···"

"——"

"Welcome home."

Because at that time, the brain is secreting too much happy hormones, and the brain’s thinking is stagnant.

"I took a shower before senior came home."

In the process of falling in love, Su Yao always believed that whatever anyone said was unreliable and untrustworthy.

But I can figure it out.

“···”

[Detected that you are dead]

Just waiting -

"If you ask others to change their words, you have to change it yourself first, right?"

——

The phone vibrates.

In front of Qiao Qing was a table, sitting on the office chair that Su Yao later bought specially for her.

"What's wrong? Do you need me to bring something when I come back?"

"There will always be times when you are unable to wear your uniform to school due to some accident."

It's like something that was once lost is found again.

Now, I don't ask for anything.

Suddenly he blew a breath of hot air from his ear.

I saw him walk out of the room and come to my hospital bed with a smile as if nothing had happened.

"Senior..."

There will be no sadistic or strange requirements during the process.

"Well···"

I saw him being indifferent to everyone's malicious, positive, and all comments.

I have been waiting for words like this for three years.

"Are you going to wear your uniform tomorrow?"

She was wearing the pure white lace-trimmed lotus short-sleeves that Su Yao bought for her before, and a very beautiful light blue plaid skirt underneath. Her shoes were just the right white sneakers, and she also wore the opposite ones from last night on her legs.

Pure white silk stockings.

I watched everything my seniors did for me.

"Qiao Qing?"

Weird.

I thought I could let guilt be my motivation.

Qiao Qing still got up very early to make breakfast.

"The sign of a wooden man...this pair of shoes costs close to a thousand yuan, right?"

Qiao Qing closed the textbook in front of her, stood up, picked up her cell phone and dialed the number.

"hehe···"

"Senior is very strange."

“···”

But then he thought about it, and with Qiao's attitude towards supporting poor students and going to work-study studies, there was a high probability that it was a fake.

"Feel sorry···"

"Senior, do you feel it?"

It doesn't matter.

“···”

Because she felt that the original old computer chair was not comfortable to sit on, and the posture was unhealthy for Qiao Qing's height, so she replaced it with a new one.

Of course, Su Yao has also heard that women and men drink milk tea in completely different ways. A man can drink it in ten minutes at most, while a woman can drink a cup of milk tea for a terrifying amount of time.

"How could it be such a coincidence?"

Su Yao took the mop and said something inside before starting to mop the floor.

But I heard very light footsteps, approaching quickly.

Really regret it.

"I think I should have privacy?"

“···”

It is especially obvious today.

The warmth of being touched on the cheek is still there.

The more you cherish it, the more reluctant you will be to let it go?

The more it feels like it's coming to an end, the more I cherish it.

When I close my eyes, I can immediately clearly recall the haggard figure on the easy chair.

She hadn't finished drinking when she came out of the shower.

It's just that her tone of voice is always in sharp contrast to her usual good-natured behavior.

"It seems that senior is not ready yet, so I will choose one at random. 123.321.123...Okay, I decided to call the last one."

She put the half-cup of milk tea left on the coffee table and entered the bathroom.

After Qiao Qing left, she turned on her computer to search for trademarks that matched those on Qiao Qing's shoes.

"I want to call, um..."

"Then what..."

It's easy to hear the warm sound.

No matter what, those eyes were fixed on him and he hugged him tightly.

Qiao Qing didn't say anything, and her fingers landed on the window glass. They moved gently, drawing mist-like lines.

It wasn't obvious before.

He then looked at the recommendation form for class 2 student council president submitted by the class committee member.

"Um?"

Why do you always feel so completely insincere?

But it’s not something that requires an apology per se.

"The senior's [ ] is limp."

"Your clothes..."

'I vote for Joe!'

"It's nothing. I just suddenly miss my senior."

"Senior, are you sniffing my scent? That's a bit perverted."

It was a message from the class group.

Qiao Qing smiled.

"——"

When Su Yao eats, she drinks little by little.

"Wow--"

The legs highlighted by white are very slender and graceful, and eye-catching.

I will be serious and argue with false things. I will never tolerate it again.

"Whether it's Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qing... or my wife."

Su Yao is so clear.
To be continued...