Chapter 18: You Help Me
Strictly avoid everyone, and want to have dinner with Xinyue.
"Didn't you say you like my sister? I should have my mind on her. β
Strictly confessed: "Actually, I don't like ...... that much"
She joked, "Why, there is a new goal so soon?" β
Seeing that his gaze was a little different from usual, he chuckled: "Could it be that she ignored you, so she turned her target to me?" Also, there is no fish, and shrimp is fine. β
Seeing her unhappy expression, she hurriedly explained: "It's not what you think, how can you say it?" We've known each other for half a year, and I've always regarded you as a friend, plus I know that you like Brother Ang, so I didn't think that there might not be a friendship between us. I admit that I did have feelings for Liang Xinyu at the beginning, and I thought I liked it, but now that feeling has been replaced by you. Do you understand? In fact, what I liked from the beginning was not Liang Xinyu, but you. β
Xinyue looked at the strictness of the anxious explanation. His appearance is somewhat similar to Zhang Ang, warm and cheerful, and most importantly, he says that he likes her.
But she had no feelings for him. What she wants is Zhang Ang. It doesn't make sense to like someone.
"Strict, thank you for liking me, if the person I like is you."
This result was strictly expected for a long time. But even though he had rehearsed many scenes of failed confessions in his heart, it was not as uncomfortable as when reality happened.
"I know. I don't push you, and you don't push yourself. Brother Ang is a person, he has been a woman since he was a child, but he is spoiled by women......"
"Can you help me?"
Strictly puzzled, "What can I help you with?" How can it help? β
"You help me get him."
Strictly as if not believing his ears, "You say it again?" What do you want me to do for you? β
She covered her face, tears streaming down her fingers.
Strict is angry and distressed, "You really like him so much?" β
She wiped away her tears and looked at him firmly, "I just like him so much, I like him so much that I want to die at the thought of him being with other women." β
Looking at the sadness and strictness, Xinyue pleaded to him again, "Please, everyone is laughing at me for not being able to do anything, if even you refuse to help me, I really ...... Really don't know what to do? I'm going to die if I keep going like thisβ"
The word 'death' pricked the strict nerves deeply. He once witnessed a female neighbor commit suicide by jumping off a building due to relationship problems. A strong woman with infinite scenery in the eyes of the world, because of her husband's betrayal, jumped off the rooftop. He could even remember the shape of the pool of blood clearly. Large expanses of red splashed on the stone slabs, revealing a strong sense of despair. Just like the feeling that the current heart moon gives him. Listening to her helpless cry, Strict relented.
"How do you want me to help you?"
Xu Xinyue's Dacheng Bilingual Experimental Middle School dismisses school on time at 5 p.m. every day, unlike other public schools, which does not require students to study at night and have weekends off. Because most of Dacheng's students choose to go abroad to continue their studies. Therefore, in addition to the necessary learning, they are the real protagonists of various extracurricular tutoring and various competitions and activities.
According to her mother Qin Zhiyi's plan for her future, Xu Xinyue is already preparing to study abroad.
Of course, she also asked Xinyu if she wanted to study abroad. Xinyu unexpectedly refused.
Qin Zhiyi was surprised that her youngest daughter suddenly proposed to go to Tianmei Fine Arts. She also enrolled in painting classes at school, and she learned well. But the direction she wants to go in the future is that economics is not art, and there is no need to waste time in this area.
"I heard that my sister is also taking classes there, and I want to spend more time with her."
This reason poked Qin Zhiyi's heart. She agreed with a relieved face.
Xu Bingguo happened to walk to the living room, and when he heard the words, he said, "Xinyue wants to learn to paint?" It's good to learn a little more to draw to improve your aesthetics. β
Xu Zhaoheng, who came in after his father, scoffed when he heard the conversation between their mother and daughter. However, in front of his father, he has always given Qin Zhiyi a lot of face. As always, he plays the role of a good boy who is kind, easy-going and polite.
"Didn't Zhao Heng also take a course there? You can take the time to sign up. β
Although Xu Zhaoheng was not happy, he thought that he could take this opportunity to go to Xinyu and explain to her what happened last weekend. So I answered.
Friday is the first day of the May Day holiday, and Xinyu entered the class in advance. After three hours of study in the morning, she was not tired, but full of interest.
She likes the atmosphere, the joy that painting brings her, and she is very happy with her teachers and classmates. The thought of being able to come to class for days on end brightened her mind.
Xinyue heard that Zhang Ang was not in Xicheng, so she didn't rush to the studio to sign up, she nested in her room and dressed up carefully, preparing to go to a friend's house to attend a party.
Passing by the living room, Xu Zhaoheng, who was eating melons and fruits, stopped her.
"Let's go, I'll take you to sign up."
"Brother Zhaoheng, is it okay to change the day, I have something to do today."
Xu Zhaoheng slowly took out a tissue to wipe his hands, "I remember that you were quite obedient and interesting when you first came, what?" Your mother's position is stable, and your wings are stiff? Don't be embarrassed. The car is at the door. Don't waste my time. β
After saying this, he left an incredible look on his face and walked to the door by himself. Looking back at Xinyue, who seemed to be nailed to the spot, Xu Zhaoheng was happy in his heart.
After the guidance of the teacher, the skills of the heart rain that I was happy to draw in the studio have been significantly improved.
After finishing the painting, I immediately searched for a picture of a hamster eating vegetable leaves with my mobile phone and drew it.
After finishing the painting, looking at the cute little hamster, she remembered Zhang Ang, who disliked her for not drawing well before.
She couldn't help but click on his circle of friends, and there was no new news. I felt a little lost in my heart.
I can't help but think of the picture of them going to buy candy for their classmates during the epidemic that day.
Girls of all ages have a great interest in shopping. When I arrived at the supermarket, Xinyu was engaged in picking and choosing, and from time to time I tried to get Zhang Ang's opinion.
"Why don't you buy some lollipops, how about the Alps?"
"Yes."
"Wow, so many flavors, do you want that?"
"You pick."
"I'm going to have to buy something else, how about Oreo?"
"Very good."
"I think jelly is good, do you boys like to eat it?"
ββ¦β¦ It should be all right. β
"You can also help pick it, don't I say anything?"
Xinyu didn't know it, the complaint in her tone was almost coquettish, and her coquettish voice turned into Zhang Ang's ears, numb and hot.
The shopping guide has seen a lot of such little couples, and joked while tallying: "Don't be angry, little girl, men are all hands-off shopkeepers, you let him choose, and you may not be satisfied with the things you pick in the end, and in the end you still have to choose." It's better to make your own decisions, and then let him pay faster, and save you from quarreling and hurting your feelings. β
Zhang Ang echoed with a smile, "This eldest sister is reasonable, you buy it, I will pay." β
Xinyu glared at him, "Who won't pay, capable." Hum. β
Zhang Ang pushed the cart and followed her with a smile.
Xinyu saw two large bags of things and wanted to help him get one bag. He held the bag high. Then he said to her helplessly:
"Liang Xinyu, you are a girl. Don't rob boys with this kind of strength work. β
Xinyu was unconvinced, "What's wrong with the girl?" Girls can also do what they can. β
He smiled and took the bag of lollipops out of his shopping bag, "No, hold it." β
Then walk forward with a shopping bag in hand.
"Why don't you catch up?"
Xinyu followed him step by step.
Passing by a crowded store, the two could only stand and wait for the people to disperse before leaving.
The figures of the two were reflected in the large floor-to-ceiling mirror. Xinyu was behind him, and quietly used his hand to the mirror to compare the height difference between the two.
Zhang Ang turned around at this time, and the person behind him bumped lightly, knocking Xinyu into his arms. Zhang Ang subconsciously protected her with his backhand, separating her from the crowd.
The two fit together, so close. The sound of a heartbeat that was as close as thunder could be heard clearly.
Thinking of this, the heart rain in the studio warmed up inexplicably.
She had a feeling that the trend between herself and him was a bit dangerous.
"Liang Xinyu, someone is looking for it. Hey? Why is your face so red? The air conditioner is turned on quite low, isn't it uncomfortable? β
"No, no, maybe I'm too involved and nervous."
She escaped from the studio.
Xu Zhaoheng stood outside the door, and behind him was his exquisitely dressed sister Xinyue.