Chapter 9 (II)
"Yo! Changed the sex of this person? "Avi finished eating the chicken leg and was licking the oil off her hands, and I took her a piece of paper.
As soon as we arrived at the train station, we rushed over from the cold and gave me a warm hug.
Although we were nominally boyfriend and girlfriend, we never had any intimate acts. My face turned red and my body was extremely stiff.
Conghan let go of me, but his hand still held my shoulder, I was afraid that he would be more intimate in the next step, so I immediately stood beside Xun'an, pretending to be calm and holding Xun'an's arm, "Xun'an, you see, in less than three months, from the cold to a much more cheerful than before." ”
Xun An took the initiative to step forward and hug Conghan, "Long time no see." ”
"Long time no see."
"Don't worry, me
We will not forget our promise. ”
"Hmm." Xun'an let go of his hand.
The first time I saw them break the deadlock, and whisper something I couldn't hear, I was even more relieved than they did. After a simple greeting, I was about to enter the pit stop and took my hand from the cold.
Of course I was uncomfortable, "I still have to get my luggage." Then he pulled out his hand and clutched his suitcase.
"Just let Xun Anna."
Cong Han turned his head to face Xun'an, "I don't think you will refuse, right?" ”
Xun An took my box and walked first without waiting for us to be together.
I noticed that Conghan was snickering, and he knew that I was looking at him, and he took my hand and suddenly forced. I don't want to shirk it anymore, thinking that holding hands is something I have to get used to sooner or later. After entering the station, we sat in the waiting area and waited. Conghan never missed any opportunity to hold my hand, even if he sat next to him, he had to hold my hand. Holding a person's hand can make me feel more secure, his hand is different from Xun'an, a little rough, and the skeleton is awkward, not like Xun'an's delicate and soft. After getting used to it, my little finger noticed something unusual, it was not wrapped, and it felt a little cold. I looked at the end of the two intertwined arms, and found that Cong Han's little finger had actually been broken.
"From the cold, your hands ......"
"What's going on?"
Xun An also looked over, and the little finger of his left hand twitched, and I saw it as Conghan's hand in a trance.
Conghan raised his hand disapprovingly and quickly lowered it, my hand slamming into his thigh and sweating. "I accidentally got it while I was working."
"It's nothing, don't you care."
The announcement reminded us that we could get on the bus, "Let's go." Cong Han took the lead in getting up and pulling me away.
I still had questions about his severed finger, but he didn't seem to want to mention it again. My hand was numb from the grip, and the sweat was sticky, so I gently pulled out my hand and held him instead.
There were a lot of people on the bus with us, and we were squeezed to the back before we got up. It wasn't easy to find our seat all the way, the shelves were full of luggage, and we had to squeeze between the boxes and the seats. The train is very lively, and you can talk about it if you know each other or not. There was also a girl sitting with us, about the same age as us. When I asked, I learned that it was an alumnus, a senior sister who was one year older than us.
"I started school a week before you."
"But I decided to go to school after attending my cousin's wedding, and I didn't expect to catch up with your freshmen to report."
She talked to us a lot, and I was looking to get to know someone who could explain their reasons in an open and honest way when we first met. She's stylish, and I'm sorry I can't find a more fitting adjective to describe her look. A girl who understands fashion must conform to contemporary aesthetics, it is one thing to be beautiful or not, and it is another thing to know whether to make yourself more beautiful. She's beautiful, and she knows how to make herself prettier. The clothes and accessories she chooses are just right, not obtrusive, but each single piece will make people praise the ingenuity. Her sitting posture is also very particular about showing off the pieces on her body.
"My name is Xiya."
"Although I am one year older than you, you don't need to call me senior sister." Her grace quickly brought us closer.
I also introduced myself.
"You two are dragon and phoenix fetuses, right?"
She wore a ring on her index finger, "which looks a little similar." "Xiya is very careful, and she quickly found out the clues in the appearance of me and Xun'an.
"Indeed."
"Senpai...... No, Shiya you're smart. ”
"I'm Annan's boyfriend, Conghan." Conghan directly introduced himself as "my boyfriend", which caught me off guard.
"You're lucky, Annan is beautiful." Xiya said with a smile.
"What about you?" Xiya turned her head to look at Xun'an.
The sun shines on the advancing train and hits Xun'an. His silhouette complements the scenery outside the car window, making it impossible to take your eyes off it.
"Finding peace."
"My brother has always been like this, don't you care." In order to avoid Xiya's misunderstanding, I first explained that Xun'an's performance was not deliberately indifferent. Maybe it's redundant.
"I can see it."
"Your brother has always been very popular with girls." Xiya didn't feel embarrassed, she leaned back in the seat, and her legs naturally went up and down.
We talked and laughed along the way. Xiya actively introduced us to the situation of the school, no matter how big or small. We are like old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, reminiscing about experiences we didn't participate in.
When filling in the application, we chose a comprehensive college in a neighboring province, which has all categories, including an independent affiliated art college. As soon as we got out of the train station, the enthusiastic seniors came to pick up the suitcases and took us to the school bus. The senior with the loudspeaker greeted us passionately, he was humorous, but not noisy.
"I'll take you to report." Shiya jumped out of the car briskly.
"I'm in trouble."