Qi Yan tried to use the lighter. Just like what I saw when I met last time, it took several times before the flames came out.

It's strange.

Didn’t she give Nan Zhe a new one? Why should she keep using this broken one?

The silver body of the whole body easily leaves fingerprints. After holding it in your hand for a while, her fingerprints quickly fell on it, which coincided with what Nan Zhe had left behind.

For some reason, she looked at the traces above and thoughts drifted away, and suddenly returned to ten years ago.

It was a summer afternoon. The boy was wearing short-sleeved shirts under the scorching sun, his school uniform jacket was hanging loosely on his shoulders, and he sat in a lazy manner on the parallel bars of the playground.

The first class in the afternoon was physical education class, and many students gradually gathered on the playground.

She came out of the teaching building and looked around. The youth was full of energy and was her only focus.

Someone probably reminded me that the boy was sitting on it and was blown up by the wind in the corner of his clothes, looking at her in the dazzling sunshine.

A few seconds later, she saw him wave to her.

When she approached, the boy jumped off the parallel bars and the school obedience slid down from his shoulders. She subconsciously reached out to pick it up, and the two of them just collided with each other.

Through the thin fabric, his hands clutched hers.

Fortunately, this school uniform blocked it, and no one saw them holding hands suddenly together.

The class bell rang, and he let go first.

She was stunned for a moment, and looked at him with his coat, "Brother Nan, school uniform."

"Help me take it." The boy didn't look back, took the basketball from Yuanchi next to him and walked away slowly.

From then on, she seemed to have really become his little follower. His school uniform coat never was in her own position, and always appeared in her school bag, in her table hole, and on her body.

Once, she forgot to return it to him after school and accidentally carried his school uniform home.

After hesitating for a moment, she helped him clean his school uniform.

The next day, she returned the coat and he wore that school uniform for the whole day.

Until the evening self-study ended, several girls in the class teased her in the corridor and said to her, "Qi Yan, why does this smell on you look the same as Nan Zhe? Are you so close to this?"

At that time, early love was a taboo, and everyone could not control the gossip.

So the next day, she and Nan Zhe were invited to the office gloriously.

It was also since then that she felt that she and Nanzhe should indeed maintain a distance.

Although they are "brothers", after all, there is still a difference between men and women.

She was ignorant or unintentionally alienated, and the two of them had not spoken alone for a long time until his birthday...

On the day his birthday ended, his driver took her back.

Nan Zhe sat next to her.

The car was parked downstairs, and the boy held an umbrella and insisted on sending her up. Although he was only a few steps away, his shoulders were still wet.

At that time, she lived in a dilapidated tube building. A heavy rain caused the entire building to be powered off and it was pitch black.

Her family lives at the top, and the boy is silent, without saying a word, and follows her with his cell phone.

His shadow and breath enveloped him and invaded from behind her.

"Qi Yan."

When half a floor was almost at her house, the person behind him suddenly spoke.

She stopped and turned around to look over. The boy stood under her, three steps away from her.

But at this distance, the two of them could just look straight.

"Did you not care about those people's words?"

He raised his wrist and pointed his phone at her. The sudden light hit her face, and she subconsciously raised her hand to block it.

But he didn't take it away. The scene was very similar to the scene of torture and confession in a TV series.

She digested it for a while before she understood what he meant.

She did not answer, but asked back.

The boy put one hand in his pocket, his face cold, "Do you think I'm like someone who cares about these words? What do they say has nothing to do with me? Or do you care about the teacher's words? But we are really in love early

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Is it?"

“…”

Of course not.

"I like birthday gifts very much. I will forgive you this time for the sake of the gifts. If I do this again in the future, I will not give you this opportunity."

The eldest young master has always been arrogant and it is not easy to invite her to attend his birthday party.

"You go up."

He didn't bother him, and pointed his phone at the steps on one side, enough to illuminate the remaining road.

She responded, said nothing, and turned around and walked up.

After a few seconds, he suddenly caught up, "Did you hear what I said? If I do this again next time, I will not look for you."

"So many people are eager to be friends with me. Next time you are not allowed to let me take the initiative to show my good intentions, do you hear me?"

"oh."

"Oh? What does oh mean?!"

"Oh... I get it." She carried the cake he packed for her, smiled sideways, and said deliberately: "It's okay, at worst I can just take the initiative to show my goodwill next time."

"Okay, but is this the point?"

"Why not?"

“…”

After a brief silence, the boy seemed to compromise but was a little unwilling, and in the end they all turned into helplessness:

"Qi Yan, this is not allowed in the future."

"Okay." She replied seriously.

"Hey, no matter how you say it, I'll just send you up to get wet." Under her gaze, he threw his wet school uniform jacket into her arms, "Wash it clean and return it to me on Monday."

——

After ordering a meal, Nanzhe went out again.

When he came back, the takeaway had not arrived yet.

The employees on the first floor greeted him, and he nodded casually and took the medicine back to the second floor.

When he went upstairs, he heard the group of people downstairs discussing him and Qi Yan. Without listening, he knew that it was gossiping about their relationship.

He didn't care and went straight into the lounge.

When he left, he turned off the headlights in the room, leaving only a small desk lamp she placed on the table.

Qi Yan fell asleep.

She lay there, maintaining the position he left, and putting a pillow under her arm. When he got closer, she found that she was still holding his lighter in her hand.

He pursed his lower lip and reached out to take the lighter out of her hand. The cold shell was already warmed up at this time.

Qi Yan slept lightly and woke up as soon as he touched him.

Seeing the person in front of her clearly, she was in a daze and was about to get up with her arms.

"Don't move first, I'll put the plaster on you and get up."

"Oh..." She lay back again, like a salted fish pressed on the chopping board.

She couldn't help but yawn, and her eyelids slowly drooped.

Until she felt the clothes on her waist were lifted up and raised, she blinked her eyes and did not move.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rustling sound behind her, and before she could turn around, her waist suddenly became hot.

Through a layer of plaster, his palm was pressed on his waist. Unlike the previous rubbing of his clothes, she could truly feel the temperature of his palm this time.

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