"You know I didn't mean that......" Ye Lingchuan was aggrieved and surprised, he couldn't believe that Xiao Xuanchen, who was extremely disgusted with his girls' hobbies, actually secretly knitted yarn in the classroom, although the craftsmanship was really difficult to compliment, but it was already a miracle to be born from her hands.

Xiao Yuchen's face turned red unnaturally: "I'm so bored waiting for you after school every day, of course I have to find something to do." You see that the weather is getting colder and colder, even if you can't use it yourself after weaving, you can still give it to others, right? ”

Her blushing and nervous appearance made Ye Lingchuan gloomy for a while, as far as he knew, there was only one person who could make Xiao Yuchen show such an expression. He looked at her with a complicated expression: "Could it be for the friend who was sick last time?" ”

Xiao Xuanchen's instantly flustered expression made him confirm his conjecture, although she flatly denied it: "No, I don't just have that friend." ”

"Yes," he couldn't hear the sarcasm or sadness in his voice, "I don't know, you have such a good popularity." ”

"Don't talk about this," Xiao Yuchen didn't want to stay on this embarrassing topic anymore, so he simply broke the jar and pulled Ye Lingchuan to sit down, "Anyway, you found out, can you do me a favor?" ”

"What's the busy?" Ye Lingchuan asked curiously.

"That's right," she carefully picked up the corner of her scarf, "I accidentally knitted a piece of it before, and I can't make up for it, can you teach me that?" ”

Ye Lingchuan stared at the scarf silently for a long time, and said sourly: "If you teach you, will you give it to me?" ”

"What?"

"Forget it," he sighed, taking the yarn from her hand, "I'll teach you." ”

In Xiao Yuchen's memory, it was one of the few warm twilight in her life, and she sat beside Ye Lingchuan, carefully watching his thin white fingers wrap around the wool, carefully filling in the strange holes in the previous failed works. The ball of thread she was holding in her arms was fluffy and warm, and the sunset was more comfortable when it fell on it, and she felt like she had become a warm white cat, and she couldn't help but want to sleep well in the warm sunshine.

Ye Lingchuan looks like a girl playing yarn, very serious and quiet, although he is now wearing a boy's school uniform, the cute action of playing yarn is still very commensurate with him. She couldn't help but think that if she hadn't met Yue, she would probably have become such a girl, knitting scarves for the people she likes simply and happily.

On the other hand, if Ye Lingchuan is really a girl, she will definitely be very popular with boys. Xiao Yuchen couldn't help laughing, Ye Lingchuan would definitely be angry if he knew what he was thinking now.

"Alright." Ye Lingchuan was finally done, and handed her the perfectly modified scarf.

"So fast?" Xiao Yuchen took it in surprise, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and then demolished all the places he had just repaired.