He Zhili knew that he was probably being tricked by Xu Youzhi again, and the faint helplessness in his heart diffused, and the young man held the pure white sweatshirt and hat rope in his palm, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly.

"Yun Wen misses you, do you want to go see him."

Xu Youzhi nodded and didn't hesitate: "Go." ”

Joke.

The dignified and second-class school bully with one to ten suddenly changed the norm and danced the cute and cute "If you love me, you will kiss me", this kind of scene can almost be called a historical scene, she must see this.

Of course, if He Zhili doesn't show her.

Then he can only cut off his living expenses for another month.

Xu Youzhi silently calculated in her heart, and the snow-white and soft sweatshirt cat covered half of her face.

She narrowed her eyes, which were half-covered by her hair, and suddenly ran two steps forward, leaping lightly on her toes, reaching out, and her slender arms wrapped around his neck from behind.

The slender straight legs wrapped around the boy's waist.

He Zhili was almost knocked down by the force that rushed up from behind him, and after coming back to his senses, he glanced at her with a serious expression, and his tone was a little cold: "Won't you tell me first?" ”

Xu Youzhi snorted: "No." ”

"Tsk," he tilted his eyes slightly, his gaze turned flat, looking straight ahead of the road, and whispered, "Is this our cold squad leader?" ”

Fierce, lazy, and willful.

Black-bellied, squeamish, and coquettish.

"If it's not cold, where does my squad leader's deterrent come from?" Xu Youyi wrapped one hand around the young man's slender white neck, and pulled the sweatshirt and hat with one hand, breathing a lot easier, "By fist? ”

“……”

This is not the same as the Xu Youzhi he has known in the past two years.

Compared with Xu Youzhi, who was too lazy to take care of him before, she seems to be more cheerful now, responsive to requests, and even her annoying kung fu has reached a higher level.

"He kitten." Seeing that He Zhili hadn't spoken for a long time, she blew viciously into his ears again and called him, "Why don't you ask why I pounced on you?" ”

He Zhi was expressionless: "If you want to pounce, pounce, where did you get so much." ”

“……”

The cub was not very cooperative, and Xu Youzhi scolded in a low voice.

Of course, these four words did not escape He Zhili's ears.

He coughed lowly, "Did you drink fake wine?" ”

Xu Youzhi said "um", and his little appearance was quite serious: "Yes, after all, I am just an ordinary grapefruit and can't afford real wine." ”

"Did you really drink?"

"Drink, drink at lunchtime." Xu Youzhi yawned lazily, suddenly lost his energy, drooped his eyelids, and his tone was wistful.

The tip of his nose rubbed against the young man's white earlobe, and half of his delicate side face was buried in the opponent's neck socket.

The fabric is gentle and soft.

She suddenly felt a little aggrieved.

"He Zhili," she pursed her lips, her voice a little low and glutinous, "it's windy outside, you have to carry me home." ”

At noon today, there was suddenly a hot search related to her on Weibo, to the effect that "the author of Muyu Wenlu plagiarized the real hammer", click on the tag, and it is overwhelmingly full of color palettes.

These people didn't even look at whether the content on the palette could be identified as plagiarism, and only threw a few palettes from unknown places, and she was scolded miserably.

The palette has no credibility, and some of the passages marked in red don't even appear in any of her books. She has been in contact with online literature for almost three years, and in the past three years, there have always been people who have tried to prove that she plagiarized, but to no avail for three years.

It is said that time can dilute everything.

But it's not.

Time passes slowly, it can heal some wounds, but it is also like a deep abyss, and malice is like the unfathomable unknown black, they do not become dull because of time.

This is also known as two-sidedness.

It is true that time can dilute sadness, but it does not necessarily eliminate human malice.