"Like like a light mountain forest after a rainy day, and then the sun penetrates the light mist at a certain moment, and the clouds are clear."

——Excerpt from "Yulin First Met You", there is sugar in the grapefruit.

Yangcheng.

By mid-November, the weather was getting cooler.

Xu Youzhi relied on his young age and was not afraid of the cold, and he was still stubbornly wearing a thin off-white knitted sweater with a pair of pencil pants underneath in the single-digit temperature weather.

A small piece of white and delicate wrist bones are exposed in the air, and a pair of small white shoes are stepped on, the whole person is clean and transparent, and she looks like a teenage girl.

The person on his side stood on the steps, looked at the loudspeaker in Xu Youzhi's hand, and couldn't say a word: "...... Xu Youzhi, do you really want to take this thing at the gate of the teaching building to stop He Zhili? ”

"Isn't it possible?" The girl raised her eyes, raised her eyebrows lightly, and her white fingertips inadvertently touched a certain key, and in the next second, the familiar and vicissitudes of "recycling-color TV-refrigerator-air conditioner-" shouted and rang out in a quiet campus.

"Poof."

Gan.

Xu Youzhi turned it off calmly, glanced at her expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Lin Yixian, you want to fart and roll it aside." ”

"It's not—I said, He Zhili is hiding from you like a plague god, aren't you afraid that he will leave through the back door?"

"Don't be afraid," Xu Youzhi shook the big horn he borrowed from the physical education teacher, staring at a blurred figure in his sight without blinking, and hooked the corners of his lips with some pleasure, "I locked the back door." ”

Lin Yixian snorted, didn't see the boy's long figure at all, shook his head, and looked at her a little speechlessly: "But He Zhili's temperament, maybe he will go out over the wall......"

Xu Youzhi smiled mysteriously, the tip of his tongue touched his back molars, and said mysteriously: "If he dares to climb over the wall, I will dare to cut off his living expenses tonight." ”

As soon as the words fell.

The slender figure of the young man approached.

As if he didn't see a large white lump at the door, he passed by her without squinting.

"He Zhili."

Xu Youzhi reacted very quickly and opened his hand, even if he was caught by the knitted sweater, his arm was still slender. The big horn in his hand was directly blocked by the young man's chest, and he stopped the other party's footsteps to continue walking.

"Xu Youzhi, stop me twice in three days, are you sick?"

He Zhili took two steps back, as if hiding from a virus, twisted his eyebrows in disgust, raised his hand, and dusted off the non-existent ash on his body.

Xu Youzhi opened his mouth, then crossed his waist, and said with a righteous expression: "I just saw someone squatting at the door, your mother said, let me watch you, don't allow you to make trouble, otherwise——"

The young man sneered, and took her words very naturally, and his tone was nonchalant: "Or break my legs?" ”

Xu Youzhi clapped his hands hypocritically and praised him expressionlessly: "Wow, that's right, that's great." ”

He Zhili rarely appreciated her look, raised his hand, clasped the little girl's slender shoulders with his fingertips, and pushed her away: "Xu Youzhi, are you my mother's lackey?" ”

Strictly speaking, Xu Youzhi and He Zhili are actually childhood sweethearts. The boy has been such a virtuous person since he was eight years old, and his every move is simply looking for a fight.

Xu Youzhi sometimes feels that her current good temper is probably because she was angry with He Zhili when she was a child.

Therefore, she was not annoyed, showed a standard eight-toothed smile, and the whole person could almost be called a gentle reply to him: "He Zhili, if I were a boy, I would send you to the anorectal hospital in five minutes, do you believe it or not?" ”

Counting this year, they've known each other for ten years.

When he was young, Xu Youzhi led He Zhili to evade tickets over the wall, witnessing his long history step by step. From the little warm man who read her bedtime stories with a book and milk, to the back-to-back man who followed her and did bad things, to the little cannonballs that are choking her all the time.

And time has passed, things are wrong, she didn't expect that after six years, when they meet again, the young man's temperament has become so stubborn.

Xu Youzhi couldn't help but complain secretly: Knowing the etiquette, the name is so humble and polite, but he is quite unreasonable.

"Neuropathy."

The slender young man looked at her various expressions that had changed in a short period of time, raised his eyebrows, glanced at her as if he was mentally retarded, withdrew his gaze indifferently, and walked forward.

Jet-black hair twinks in the wind.

The lip flap overflowed with disdainful air sounds.

Brat.

As the name suggests.

He Zhili thinks she is a childish ghost, since she was a child.

Xu Youzhi was not annoyed, his hands were folded around his chest, and he smiled slightly.

He Zhili, you're done, you don't have any living expenses this month!