So, they swapped places.

She sat in the back, and he rode it.

He rode steadily, braking, accelerating, turning, waiting for red lights, barely feeling any bumps, as if she just had to sit down with her feet on the pedals.

She had placed her hands on her lap at random, her eyes were level at the broad and straight back in front of her, and the evening breeze blew in on his back T-shirt into an empty hill bag, and she touched it with her index finger, and it felt like a force emanating from his T-shirt.

She looked up slightly at the back of his head, black and clean, as before, neat and concise.

"Shen Feibai." She sat down and called him.

As soon as the wind blew, the sound of neither light nor heavy was faintly transmitted to the front, and it was no longer so real.

His neck moved back slightly, and she caught it with the tips of her eyes, and stretched out her hands, like he had done before, but slower than his, palms against his waist, inch by inch, rubbing along his lean curves, hugging him from behind.

She felt his body stiffen for a moment, hiding behind his back and curling the corners of his lips into a triumphant smile.

Without the slightest hesitation, the left cheek was pressed against his back.

Xiaoshan Bao grunted at her proximity, and she couldn't help but have the illusion that she was fighting against the strength of his body, winning and suppressing success.

This delusion...... Anyway, it's quite comforting to her.

The hand around his waist and abdomen slowly tightened, and she bent four fingers to scratch lightly on his tense lower abdomen, which was only separated by a thin layer of clothing, and picked at her flat nails, as if she could pick out the muscle lines he stretched out, hard, more and more clear, and kept floating with breathing.

"Come out and mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back." She looked at the shops flowing by the roadside, and it took a long time for her to speak.

Shen Feibai clenched the handlebars, her warm snort slapped him on the back, her dishonest fingers touched his chest and abdomen, and the two unusually clear soft touches behind him......

If you come out to mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back.

He steadied his breathing and said lightly, "Xiaoyou." ”

"Huh?" She snorted lazily with a monosyllable.

Shen Feibai concentrated on the road conditions and said, "You're not afraid that I'll go back?" ”

Outside the grassy green belt, a sprinkler truck passed by, and his muffled voice was overshadowed by the melody of the cycle.

Zhou Jiyou's eyes rolled slightly, and he was puzzled: "Shen Feibai, did you just speak?" ”

The sprinkler truck passed, leaving a wet place, and it returned to the ears with a clear light. Shen Feibai didn't hesitate and said, "No." ”

Zhou Jiyou didn't doubt it, his fingers continued to scratch him again and again, and said casually: "What did you want to say just now?" ”

"Nothing." He said.

A strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, and Zhou Jiyou raised his eyebrows: "Shen Feibai." ”

The voice sank significantly. He listened intently, her right arm slid up, her white index finger poked at the place of his heart, and said, "What are you thinking here?" ”

Just in time for the red light, he stepped lightly with one foot and stopped at the intersection.

He didn't speak, Zhou Jiyou waited, impatient, and said, "What were you thinking about when you had nothing to say?" ”

He looked at the red light sign in front of him, was slightly stunned, and whispered, "I didn't think about anything." ”

"What do you think?" Zhou Jiyou asked very slippery, which was equivalent to blurting out the next second as soon as his words fell, and she seemed to know how he would answer.

30、29、28、27……

The countdown on the sign did not slow down because of the slight stagnation of his heartbeat, and the young man riding a black electric car next to him glanced at him, maybe he knew him, maybe just out of curiosity, and within two seconds, he looked at it again.

"Miss us." His eyes turned invisibly deep.

Zhou Jiyou was a little confused by his slow answer, she couldn't get a response when she was impatient and deliberately bullied him, and she didn't like to be even more incomprehensible to him when there was a response.

He didn't look at her with that look, nor did he say anything that made her feel numb, but it was so inexplicable that she felt that she was at a disadvantage again, as if there was a hidden and steady thread connected between them, and with a gentle tug in front of him, her heart would be pulled uncontrollably by him.

She was silent, and at the moment when the little electric donkey suddenly started again, her cheeks retreated, stared straight at his back, and asked, "What do you want from us?" ”

"Miss us......" his voice was slow and low, and the noisy streets were almost inaudible, "can we go on like this?" ”

Zhou Jiyou straightened his ears, struggled to discern, and heard clearly.

The hand she clasped around his waist was a little loose, and suddenly, he came over with one hand and held it firmly, the palm of his hand wide and slender, wrapping both of her hands together. Zhou Jiyou wanted to pull his hand out, but he used a little strength but didn't twitch.

She opened her mouth to stab him: "Show off your car skills, don't fall to kill me." ”

He was unmoved: "That's it, it's good." ”

Her heart jumped: "...... What's good? ”

Shen Feibai was silent for a moment, and whispered: "That's it, don't move." ”

Zhou Jiyou understood, dumbfounded. She didn't intend to move at all, she just loosened her grip on him.

The atrium seemed to soften all of a sudden, and she couldn't be as nice as he was to herself, but she couldn't push him away without any room to turn around.

"I'm not moving." She only moved her nails and pinched him twice on his lower abdomen, which was hard and pinched, and she couldn't pinch it, "You put your hand back on me." ”

"Okay." He seemed to smile, so softly as if he were hallucinating.

Zhou Jiyou inhaled deeply almost inaudibly, and an indescribable feeling quickly brewed in the depths of his heart. It seems like...... As if they were supposed to be like this, they got along harmoniously and simply.

***

Arriving at the office building where the studio was located, Shen Feibai didn't mention going to the computer city to see the motherboard, and followed her into the elevator.

happened to meet students and parents of students, Zhou Jiyou wanted to hurt him, but someone was present, so he simply handed over a playful look and didn't say a word.

Shen Feibai received it, and his gaze quietly turned to the side.

The student's parents were insightful and said with a smile: "Teacher Zhou, boyfriend? ”

The steel plates around the elevator are like smooth floor-to-ceiling mirrors, Zhou Jiyou carefully observed the steel plates in front of him, maybe he found it, he slowly lowered his head slightly.

The lights in the elevator were dim, and when he lowered his head, he couldn't see his expression.

Zhou Jiyou was a little angry, with the bad idea of "what he wants to hear is not as good as he wants", he shook his head: "No." My cousin had to come along and see where I was in class. ”

The matriarch trimmed her daughter's ponytail hanging down from her chest to the back of her head, and there was no doubt about him: "My brother cares about my sister, and I should." ”

Zhou Jiyou smiled slightly, didn't squeak, and turned his neck, wanting to see how he reacted. Unexpectedly, he had already raised his eyes to stare over, and she was caught off guard when she bumped into his dark and unknown eye waves, quiet and intriguing.

She raised her eyebrows by half a minute, and her eyes asked faintly: Something?

His eyes moved slightly, too slightly to be noticed, and soon, he turned his eyes back and stopped looking at her.

Tall and silent, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a boring bamboo pole. But Zhou Jiyou knew that no, he didn't make a sound with three sticks, he was just too good at hiding his feelings, and he didn't want her to see it, so she would never see it.

But what does she just want to see?

Zhou Jiyou pursed her lips, what should she do, she kept wanting to bully him, but she couldn't suppress it at all.

***

In this class, Zhou Jiyou is still a beginner course in oil painting. Since the age of the students is between the ages of eight and thirteen, in order to make the classroom atmosphere more lively, the stick figures are mainly cartoon characters.

Around the classroom, an inner window opens on the wall next to the door, which is large enough for five or six parents to watch together.

Zhou Jiyou doesn't like to be watched in class, she doesn't care about herself, but students are susceptible. What she didn't expect was that when Shen Feibai appeared in front of that window one day, her attention would also be distracted lightly.

Wherever she walked in the classroom, his gaze followed silently, like a pillar of light that could not be ignored, through the glass window, enveloping her all the time.

Correcting the posture of a child holding a pen, she walked to the door without squinting under the gaze of all the parents outside the window, opened the door, stepped out, pestle by the door, and beckoned: "You come here." ”

From the moment she opened the door, the five parents outside the door all turned their heads and looked at her steadily.

One of the grandmother's parents asked, "Teacher, what's the matter?" ”

Zhou Jiyou said apologetically: "It's okay." She aimed straight at Shen Feibai, her tone changed, and she turned irritable, "You come here." ”

Shen Feibai had already stepped forward half a step before the grandmother could speak, and as soon as she made a second sound, he gathered everyone's eyes and walked towards her from the window, his eyes shallow with doubts.

Standing on tiptoe to his ear, her voice was low, she didn't want to be heard by her parents: "Why don't you leave?" ”

The studio was air-conditioned, and due to the environment, her breath was extremely hot, spraying on his ear, and there was a burst of itching. But his heart suddenly sank slightly, and he looked at her with partial eyes: "I'll wait for you to get out of class." ”

He didn't deliberately lower the decibels, and the parents of the students heard it one by one, dissatisfied with her running out halfway, and some people were already displeased.

Zhou Jiyou witnessed it all, and it was not good to talk to him again, so he put it in his ear and emphasized: "You can wait if you like, I only have one request, don't stand outside the classroom." ”

She stepped back and was just about to enter the classroom, when Shen Feibai called out to her: "I also have a request." ”

“……”

She paused and looked back in surprise.

He looked down at her, his eyes focused on an imperceptible depression, his expression was serious, revealing a little strictness: "I agree to your request, and you must also promise me, after class, the time will be arranged by me." ”

She was wary: "What do you want to do?" ”

"Nothing." He held out his hand, "Give me the car keys." ”

She didn't move, just looked at him silently.

"I'll go downstairs to charge it quickly, I won't sell your car."

“……”