"Ou Yo, as soon as you pinch my nose, I suddenly remembered the scene when we were a child." Nishino also pinched Zongjian's nose, "Lang rode a bamboo horse, went around the bed to make green plums, lived together in Changganli, and the two of them had no suspicion." ”

"I'm almost out of breath, and I don't have any guesses!" Zong Jian used the two fingers of his other hand to carve the back of Nishino's hand, "I don't know how to lighten it, don't you know how to pity the jade?" Pig. ”

As soon as Zong Jian said this, Nishino realized that he was really too hard, and hurriedly let go of his powerful hand: "Sin, sin." I didn't mean to. ”

"Nishino, are you in the water in your brain? The word sin is a colloquial word that the monk only said when he apologized, and he was not allowed to talk nonsense in the future. Sokyō suddenly grabbed Nishino's ear.

"Zong Mouse, a man's ears can't be picked casually." Nishino took Zongjian's hand and said, "I won't talk about it in the future, right?" You're hurting me—"

"You're dumbfounded, how could I stick to your elm head?" Zong Jian relaxed his hand slightly, "Could this be the so-called fate?" ”

"Fate...... It's also a Buddhist term, and you also believe in fate? ”

"I don't believe it. Hearing you tell the story of that scholar, I was a little convinced. ”

"The so-called fate, fate, and fortune. Life is innate, such as appearance, parents, brothers, etc., and is not changed at will due to personal will; Luck is acquired through hard work, such as knowledge, wealth, status, etc., and luck is an opportunity to a certain extent. Today I am with you, which can be said to be the handover of the two lines of fate and luck. Although Nishino is young, he has his own unique views on philosophical issues.

"Nishino, it's too profound, I can't understand my little sister for a while." Zong Jian had a headache at the thought of those philosophies.

"Headache? Then I won't talk about it. Can you send me back to school now? "Nishino is clever.

"Rub it for me, I have a terrible headache." Zongjian pointed to his forehead.

"You are the pot that you don't open to mention, alas, I'll rub it for you." Nishino helped Zongjian to sit on the sofa, "Lean your head back a little." ”

"Oh."

"Do headaches flare up often?" Nishino clasped his two thumbs on Sokan's temples and began to massage gently.

"No, maybe I drove too hard yesterday. But I've only been sick occasionally since September, and I've been with you. Also, if you study for more than three hours at night, you will have a splitting headache and wake up listless the next day. Zong Jian replied with his eyes slightly closed.

Almost ten minutes passed, and Nishino felt that his hands were a little numb and sore: "Are you better, Zong Jian?" ”

"Mmmm, it's much better now. You learned your fingering from a master, not light, not heavy, not fast, not slow, quite comfortable. Zong Jian opened his eyes.

"My grandmother was a witch doctor, and she taught me fingering massage when I was ten years old." It's been several years since Nishino's grandmother passed away, and he wasn't with his grandmother when he passed away, but the sound and smile still live in his mind, and every time he thinks of his grandmother in heaven, he will feel sad.

"Oh, I see. How about you teach me if you have time? When I have a headache and you are not around, you can also massage yourself and massage yourself. Zong Jian rubbed his head a few times by himself, following the example of Nishino.

"Well, it's not too early." Nishino leaned in to test Zongjian, "I've been with you for so long, it's time for me to go back to school." ”

"No problem." Zong Jian jumped up from the sofa, the car keys in her hand flew out of her pocket and fell to the ground, she bent down to pick them up. Almost at the same time, Nishino did the same, and the heads of the two collided together, making a "bang" sound.

"Look up and see you when you look down!" The two screamed in unison.

"There was a spark—" Nishino touched his forehead, "I really didn't expect that my little cousin's head was even harder than mine." ”

"Hahaha, what kind of spark? It can't be a spark of love, right? Zong Jian smiled.

"Perhaps, love is born with the constant collision of two hearts." Nishino flicked the forehead of the lower sect key with his middle finger, "But it's better for us to keep a low profile and not publicize it at school." ”

"Shhhhh Unless you—speak out. Zongjian looked at Nishino with a smile, pretending to be mysterious.

"Can't you trust me? Come on, retractor? Nishino put his little finger in front of Sokeye.

"I'm really convinced of you, you're still playing children's tricks at such an old age."

"Pull or not?"

"Okay, it's not necessarily a good thing to be childlike, I'll hook you once."

"Pull the hook, hang yourself, you can't change for a hundred years, whoever changes is Zhu Bajie." The two senior high school students really pulled the hook to show integrity......

There are too many people on the street, and Sokyun does not allow Nishino to drive. Nishino didn't know which tendon was to blame: "Zong Mouse, let's go to the ring road." I'm also practicing my driving skills by the way. ”

"Okay." Zongjian turned the car and got onto the ring road, then stopped and changed to Nishino to drive. The first time Nishino got on the road, he was a little nervous, and he only drove more than 30 yards.

Zong Jian said next to him: "You are too timid, high-end and low-speed, shift to fifth gear." With me, what are you afraid of? ”

"Good!" With the encouragement of Zongjian, Nishino suddenly adjusted the gear to fifth gear, but he still didn't dare to refuel too hard, and the car continued to move forward steadily.

The car drove in front of a cement factory and turned a corner, and Nishino saw a young man in his 20s riding out of the cement factory on his own. Seeing that he was about to crash into the bike, Zongjian shouted: "Nishino, press the brakes quickly, grab the clutch-"

"Squeak-" Nishino hurriedly braked urgently, stopped the car abruptly, the car turned off, and it was less than 30 centimeters away from the bicycle, and his face turned pale with fright: "You don't want to live anymore-"

"I said, how do you drive and don't turn your turn signal?" The young man on the bicycle scolded Nishino, but when he saw that it was the license plate of the Public Security Bureau, the anger was not so big, "The police don't have to drive so violently-"

Why is this sound so familiar? Nishino took off his glasses and wiped the dust on the lenses: "Hey, aren't you Tao Jin?" ”

"Nishino, you know each other?" Zong Jian asked.

"Well, it's my junior high school classmate." Nishino got out of the car and grabbed Tao Jin's hand tightly: "Old classmate, did you scare you?" ”

"It's okay, old Nishino." Tao Jin was overjoyed and handed over a cigarette.

"Thanks, I don't smoke. Do you work here? Nishino pointed to the sign of the cement factory.

"No, I'm here as a porter. I just finished loading the cement and was about to go to the store for lunch. Tao Jin shook his shoulder-length hair, "When did you enter the Public Security Bureau to work?" ”

"I'm still in cram school?"

"Don't believe it, this beautiful girl is your girlfriend?" Tao Jin looked at Zong Jian, who was sitting in the car, and felt very strange.

"Hello Tao Jin! I'm Nishino's girlfriend. Zongjian waved his hand and nodded to Tao Jin and Nishino.

"Hello-" Tao Jin responded to Zong Jian, and said to Nishino again: "Boy, you can do it." In the future, I will take care of my old classmates, and come here to find me if I have something. I'll go first—" Taukin turned and pedaled his bike away.

"Old classmate, walk slowly—" Nishino watched Tao Jin walk away before returning to the driver's seat.

"Come down, I'll drive it, I'll be scared to death today." Zongjian tugged at the corner of Nishino's clothes.

"Well, no wonder my eyelids kept beating when I woke up this morning." Nishino returned to the co-pilot seat with interest, "Just now you said that you are my girlfriend?" ”

"What's wrong? Isn't it? Is there a problem? Zong Jian said as he started the motorcycle.

"You said you wanted to keep it secret, and you said it again?" Nishino was a little childish, and his face was displeased.

"You, this is outside. Didn't you tell your cram school classmates, cousin—"

"Okay, I'm not going to bother with you. Drive, slow down—"

"Got it—" Zong Jian was very obedient this time, put on his helmet, and carefully drove the car at a moderate speed, heading towards the south of the city.

Finally arrived at the school gate, Zong Jian saw that the school gate was closed, and gave Nishino a look: "Get out of the car, I won't send you in." The classmates saw it, and it was not good. ”

"I'd like to sit a little longer." Nishino was suddenly a little reluctant to leave.

"Aren't I coming to school tomorrow? Obedient, come down-"

"Hmm." Nishino got out of the car slowly.

Zong Jian shook the direction, and the car turned around: "Nishino, then I'll go back, see you tomorrow-"

"See you tomorrow!" Nishino watched as Zongjian gradually moved away until he disappeared. Suddenly, he was slapped on the shoulder by a heavy man, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and turned around and scolded: "Which Ha Bao cub, you want to scare me to death-"

"Faint, I'm Tulon. What did you do to be so scared of me in broad daylight? Tulong withdrew his hand, oh my God, that red rose He Yan was also next to Tulong. He Yan stood there, still not saying a word, and stopped talking.

"Please, don't do it in the back, okay? I've lost seven points of my soul by you. Nishino turned around and patted his chest, "My heart is not good, brother. ”

"Brother, you are as strong as an ox, who are you fooling? I haven't been back to the dormitory all night, so let's say, who is that chick who drove you in a police car just now? Tulong winked at Nishino.

Seeing that He Yan was there, it was inconvenient for him to say to Tulong, so he put his hand on Tulong's shoulder: "Brother, take a step to speak." "Hang him under a tree at the school gate.

Tulong was puzzled, and asked again: "What are you doing nervously?" If you do this, He Yan will become more and more disgusted with you. ”

Xiye glanced at He Yan in the distance: "Grandma, I sit with Liao Xiaoni, and she sprays me confused, what right do you have to interfere in my private affairs?" ”