Chapter 27: The President of the Empire Who Picks Up Trash 27

After the midterm exam, Lin Xingzhi began his own road of 'semi-repaying kindness' to make up classes.

Whenever he was in school, when he had time, he would find some classic college entrance examination examples and explain them to Xie Zhixin, although the starting point of insisting on this matter was for self-satisfaction.

But when things really went on, Lin Xingzhi still hoped that Xie Zhixin could learn more.

It never hurts to learn a little.

He came and went enthusiastically, which made Xie Zhixin feel both happy and distressed.

The happiness is in the relationship between her and Lin Xingzhi that has grown by leaps and bounds, and the distress is ......

This person teaches too hard, and she is not easy to be lazy or distracted.

Time passed in such a happy and busy mood.

In the blink of an eye, the second half of the semester passed.

The third year of high school is closed late, and when everyone packs up and goes home, the New Year is approaching.

This is the first year Xie Zhixin has been here.

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Xie Zhixin and Lin Xingzhi had already moved most of the books back home yesterday, and the things on the two of them were very clear today, and after listening to the head teacher explain the winter vacation matters, the two of them got up and went out of school together.

It is rare for Yunshan City to have such snow that can cover the ground.

Because school was released early today, Uncle Li would not come for half an hour, and the two of them stood on the side of the road, enjoying the snow and chatting.

"In two days, it's Chinese New Year's Eve."

"yes." Lin Xingzhi's exhaled breath turned white, "In two days, it will be a new year." ”

"Eh, Lin Xingzhi, do you like to eat hot pot?"

"Like, what's wrong?" Lin Xingzhi glanced at Xie Zhixin, "Zhixin, are you going to eat hot pot now?" If yes, give Uncle Li a call first or wait for him to ......"

"What are you thinking!"

Xie Zhixin really rolled his eyes, "What kind of hot pot are you eating now?" ”

"I mean, on Chinese New Year's Eve, my family is going to eat hot pot."

This is already an obvious invitation.

But Lin Xingzhi didn't respond immediately, he was very tempted, but-

"I like to eat hot pot."

"But the bosom Chinese New Year's Eve that day...... Wouldn't it be a little bad for me to go to your house? "This is not Lin Xingzhi's pretense, he really thinks it's a little bad.

After all, it's a bosom home.

Family.

She must be the only one in there.

"Nothing bad, what could be bad." Xie Zhixin patted him on the shoulder, "Anyway, Uncle Li and I have a Wang Ma in our family, just the three of us." ”

"Who you invite to dinner, I can completely decide."

Uncle Li? Wang Ma?

Uncle Li should be the driver uncle who usually picks up and drops off his confidant.

This Wang mother, judging from the title, may be an aunt who lives in a confidant's house or something.

How could there be only these two people in Xie Zhixin's family? Lin Xingzhi almost asked about Xie Zhixin's parents in one bite, but before the words came out, he swallowed it himself.

The family lives in the villa area, the bosom is super rich, there are special drivers and aunts, relatives are not by their side, and they have known each other for a long time and never mentioned their parents in the process of chatting.

Although he has never watched a TV series, Lin Xingzhi has a brain that is good at association.

Plus at the earliest, the confidant seems to have said that he moved here-

One person, with two servants, moved to a small place like Yunshan City.

Lin Xingzhi has already made up a big drama in his mind.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Say a quasi-number, will you come?" Xie Zhixin didn't want Lin Xingzhi to spend the New Year alone in a deserted place like the demolition area, "If you come, I'll tell the family to prepare more people's dishes." ”

"I'll go." As his thoughts dissipated, Lin Xingzhi raised his head, "Thank you, confidant." ”

"Thank you for what...... For the Chinese New Year, I also want to make the house lively. ”

She just said this, Lin Xingzhi listened to it, did not refute, only kept this point in his heart.

As soon as the New Year matter was finalized, Uncle Li's car came over.

Xie Zhixin raised his hand and stopped the car, and then the two of them opened the door together and sat down.

There was snow and ice on the road, the ground was slippery, and the car drove slowly.

But no matter how slow it is, it still has to get home.

About 20 minutes later, the east intersection of the demolition was reached, and after Lin Xingzhi got out of the car, Xie Zhixin said to him at the window that he would see him in two days.

Lin Xingzhi also smiled back.

The two of them said a few goodbyes before Xie Zhixin closed the car door.

Uncle Li, as many times before, kicked the accelerator and began to move forward.

As he moved forward, he glanced in the rearview mirror, and the boy was still looking at the car.

He was a little displeased.

Of course, now there is another thing besides disliking.

"Miss, it's the New Year in two days, and my mother and I listened to the weather forecast and said that it would be a lot lower than zero that day, and it was very cold."

"It's quite cold in winter, Uncle Li suddenly said what's the matter?"

Uncle Li held the steering wheel, "It's not a big deal, I just want to ask, Miss, are you going out in two days?" ”

"Don't go out." Xie Zhixin's brows furrowed slightly, and asked this?

"Could it be that Uncle Li wants to ask me, why did he make an appointment to meet Lin Xingzhi on Chinese New Year's Eve?"

"Yes, that's what I meant."

"Oh, then Uncle Li, you can ask directly." Xie Zhixin waved his hand, "I didn't go out that day, I just asked him to come to our house for the New Year." ”

“……”

Uncle Li, who was still angry just now that Miss might have gone out with that deep-minded murderous intent in the new Chinese New Year's Eve: ???

"Pick him up at home for the New Year?!"

"Yes, Uncle Li is surprised?" Xie Zhixin propped his chin, "Anyway, there are only three of us in the villa, and during the New Year, the food is lively, so I called one more person to come." ”

Uncle Li: ......

"That's not good, is it?"

"What's so bad?" Seeing Uncle Li's refusal in many ways, Xie Zhixin raised his eyebrows and glanced forward, "Uncle Li, in fact, I just called a good classmate to have a meal at home." ”

This sentence passed through Uncle Li's ears, and only three words were left in Uncle Li's ears.

Okay.

After a few words of chatter, we arrived home.

Xie Zhixin quickly announced the good news to Wang Ma that someone was a guest.

Wang's mother is a charitable fat woman, and when she heard Xie Zhixin say that someone was coming to be a guest, she immediately bent her eyes and looked very happy, "Miss, what do you like to eat as a classmate?" ”

"When the time comes, cut more of what he likes to eat."

Yes?

What do you like to eat?

Xie Zhixin recalled the time when he had dinner with Lin Xingzhi.

"I like to eat green vegetables and mushrooms, I prefer beef, the taste is light, and I don't like particularly spicy things."

"Then add another bone broth pot, and I'll buy more shiitake mushrooms tomorrow."

"Wow, that's hard work!"

After discussing the dishes for a long time, Xie Zhixin turned his head and found that Uncle Li was still sitting in the restaurant.

She sighed, "Uncle Li, what are you doing here in a daze?" "Didn't you come here and go to the newspaper in your room?

"I'm not in a daze, I'm just thinking about things."

"What? You seem to be thinking about things a lot lately. ”

Uncle Li: ......

Uncle Li was thinking about nothing else.

He kept thinking that a boy and a girl, going in and out together, spent almost thirteen hours a day together, talking and laughing, and the girl paid great attention to the boy, afraid that he would be sick, afraid that he would be lonely, that he would be accustomed, that he would know what he liked, that he would know what he liked.

To this extent, whether it is a good classmate or a good one.

No way.

He couldn't let these things go unchecked, he had to do something.

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Small theater

Lin Xingzhi, who was nesting on the sofa, suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

It's-

Bad omen!