Chapter Ninety-Eight: Irritability
"Are you going out together today?" Zhou Moyang asked while standing under the street lamp.
"I had a meal with Hong Xiqi." Tao You replied, but her tone was a little impatient, she just wanted to go home and stay calm alone.
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Three minutes ago, Tao You lowered her head and walked slowly, Song Yimian's sentence 'There is no one you like' echoed in her mind, she didn't know what was wrong with her, but there was an indescribable sense of loss and irritability in her heart.
The two were silent all the way, and Song Yimian noticed that Tao You's mood was not as good as just now, but he didn't know the reason, and he didn't know how to comfort her.
"At noon, Hong Xiqi's parents brought home both the croissant and the egg tart, right?" Song Yimian spoke, always paying attention to Tao You's mood changes, trying to find out what made her feel bad.
"Hmm." Tao You said perfunctorily.
Not because of this. Song Yimian's brain began to run at a high speed, it was quite smooth during the day, and he didn't suffer any losses on Luo Xiaowei's side, he won the game, and he ate quite happily, so what else could it be for?
"Be careful!" Song Yimian suddenly grabbed Tao You.
She realized that she almost put on the person in front of her. She looked up and saw Song Yimian's somewhat impatient look, and the wave that had just been set off in her heart returned to calm again, but the irritability rose sharply.
Tao You withdrew his arm and mumbled in response.
The person in front heard the movement and turned around, and Tao You saw that it was Zhou Moyang.
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"I heard that you played against the 13th Middle School today, I heard that they played very hard, what was the result?" Zhou Moyang took the initiative to find the topic.
Speaking of this, Tao You's mood improved again, and a smile appeared on his face: "We won." β
"Congratulations, this semester's hard work has not been in vain." Zhou Moyang was really happy for Tao You, and his eyes stared at Tao You and couldn't take it off, until a few slight coughs came from his ears.
"Congratulations too." Zhou Moyang said to Song Yimian, who had been standing aside, as if he had just remembered that there was a person standing next to him.
"Thank you." Song Yimian still didn't have a good impression of Zhou Moyang, glanced at him lightly, thanked him politely, and didn't want to say anything more to him.
Zhou Moyang's eyes returned to Tao You again, shook the mobile phone in his hand, and said, "Tao You, I have watched all the TV and the TV you recommended to me last time, it is really good-looking." I've also found some good-looking ones these days, and I'll send you your phone when I get back. β
"Okay." Today's walking time is too long, and his stomach is starting to feel a little uncomfortable again, Tao You just wants to end the topic as soon as possible.
After Tao You finished speaking, the three of them were quiet for a moment.
Zhou Moyang continued to speak: "But there are some plots that I don't fully understand, when do you have time to come out, we can discuss it together, and by the way, we can also write homework together, I can't do some topics, you can discuss them together." He looked at Tao You a little nervously.
"Okay," Tao You nodded in agreement, ignoring the look that Song Yimian placed on her next to her, "Then you set a time." β
Zhou Moyang saw that Tao Youshuang agreed, and happily jumped on the spot, "Are you free the day after tomorrow?" β
"She's not available." Song Yimian took the lead in answering, "We have to train, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and there is no time in the future." If you don't know how to do your homework, ask the teacher and ask her what is the use, but she may not necessarily do it. β
Tao You didn't like Song Yimian to answer for her without authorization, but she had to admit that he was right, Zhou Moyang couldn't think about it, and actually asked her to solve the problem.
"We will continue to train later, and we don't know when it will end." Tao You explained, "The words of the topic,"
"Why don't you add Song Yimian WeChat? He's sure he can help, I don't think so. Tao You pulled Song Yimian over, ignoring his speechless expression of "I thank you".
Zhou Moyang opened his mouth and raised his hand a little mechanically: "It's okay, I'll sweep you?" β
- There's nothing to say now.
Tao You and the others added WeChat, and just opened their mouths slightly to say goodbye, but Zhou Moyang once again robbed the topic.
"Tao You, if you have time, you can go out to play tennis together, I also plan to join the tennis club next semester, can you help me see, with my level, may I be selected." Zhou Mo
Yang showed his signature smile again, "I've just been studying for more than half a year, and I'm quite interested." β.
- Why is this kid so blind?
"Tsk, it's not up to us to decide whether you can join the tennis club, it depends on Coach Tan, if you have a good eye, even if you don't have a foundation, you can enter, and if you don't have an eye, unless you are at the same level as me, it's no fun," Song Yimian put away his phone and said bluntly again, "If you're really interested, why don't you sign up at the beginning of the first semester?" β
"That's right," Tao You was also a little strange, "In the first semester, many people who had no foundation also entered, and besides, club recruits basically only recruit the first year of high school, and the second year of high school rarely changes clubs, and some of them quit directly." β
Zhou Moyang watched Tao You and Song Yimian sing and harmonizing, and scratched his head a little helplessly: "Yes." I was afraid of delaying my studies, so I didn't sign up. β
"Then you won't delay now? Isn't the pressure of studying in the second year of high school even greater? Song Yimian asked again, why did this person talk so much, and what he said was some nonsense with no nutritional value. He slowly raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhou Moyang impatiently, and wrote with a bright expression, 'Have you finished speaking?'
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"Be careful!" Song Yimian strode in front of Tao You, and pulled Zhou Moyang with the other hand, blocking him in front of him.
At the same time, a car sped past the side of the road, just after the rain, the roadside was full of water, and the car drove by at high speed, bringing up a half-human-high splash.
"Zhou Moyang?" When the car passed, Tao You got out from behind Song Yimian and asked apologetically, "Are you okay?" β
Zhou Moyang, who had become a soup chicken, opened his eyes, wiped the water on his face, brushed aside the wet hair on his forehead, twisted the wet short sleeves in front of him, and the water dripped to the ground, and glanced at the pants and shoes that were also soaked, he shook his head and said, "It's okay." β
"Ahem," Song Yimian glanced at Zhou Moyang, who was a little embarrassed, and immediately looked away, suppressing the corners of his lips that wanted to rise, "I'm sorry, conditioned reflex." β
Tao You glared at Song Yimian, took out a pack of tissues from his schoolbag, "Hurry up and wipe it." β
Zhou Moyang was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, which became a little transparent when it got wet. Seeing this, Song Yimian hurriedly squeezed between the two of them and took Tao You's tissue, "I'll wipe it for you." β
Tao Youzheng felt strange when Song Yimian would be so kind.
After she poked her head out from behind Song Yimian and saw the situation in front of Zhou Moyang, she knew.
Tao You looked away a little embarrassed, his cheeks flushed slightly, looked at a tree not far away, and said, "Your clothes are soaked, hurry up and go home, don't catch a cold." Let's go first, bye-bye. β
"Okay, goodbye." Zhou Moyang waved his hand with some regret, as if he didn't want to end the topic so early.
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After walking out of a distance, Song Yimian suddenly spoke: "What are you blushing, are you uncomfortable?" β
"Nope." Tao You shook her head, and was interrupted by Zhou Moyang, and she temporarily left the inexplicable sense of loss just now.
"Should you be because of Zhou MoyangΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· I'm shy. Song Yimian put his hands in his pockets and seemed to say this very calmly, only he knew how nervous he was in his heart at the moment.
Tao You stood on tiptoe at the moment when Song Yimian's words fell, stretched out his hand and slapped his head: "What do you say, what are you ashamed of!" β
"I'm hot! Aren't you bored?! β
Song Yimian rubbed the back of his head and rolled his eyes: "Yes, it's a little stuffy." As he spoke, he relieved himself, but it was okay, not what he thought.
"If you feel hot, take a taxi home." Song Yimian skillfully hooked Tao You's shoulder, took out his mobile phone and prepared to call a taxi.
Tao You looked at the big hand on his shoulder with well-proportioned and slender bones, and the irritability in his heart returned to his heart, and even his scalp began to become itchy and uncomfortable.
"Take it back." Tao You took Song Yimian's hand, untied the hair rope, scratched his scalp vigorously, and felt indecent, so he tied his ponytail again, "I don't take a taxi." β
Song Yimian advised: "Why, it's still fast to take a taxi, maybe it will rain again." He said, putting his hand back again.
"It's coming soon, why waste money, don't put your hand on my shoulder." Tao You's tone was not good,
The eyebrows also began to slowly come together.
"Good buddy, take a shoulder, what are you doing so stingy." Song Yimian said in his mouth, but he still put down his hand obediently.
Tao You's eyes widened, and his tone became worse and worse: "Who is a good buddy with you!" With that, she strode forward, as if she had nowhere to vent her anger in her stomach.
Song Yimian followed closely and said in a not very loud voice: "You just said it during the day. If you don't want to take a taxi, don't take a taxi, what to do when you're angry, the mood is the same for a while, isn't it very happy to chat with that Zhou Moyang just now. β
Tao You still heard his words, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he walked faster.
"Slow down, it's not a race walk! I don't usually see you walk so well, slow down! It's time for your stomach to be upset again! Song Yimian was tall and easily caught up with Tao You.
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"Croissant, Tart, I'm back." Tao You entered the door, shouted habitually, and only reacted when he closed the door, Ke Song and the egg tart had already gone home, and Tao's mother had also returned.
Her heart twitched, and she froze at the door for a moment, hoping that Tao's mother didn't hear.
"Croissant, tart? Who are you talking to? Mother Tao came in from the balcony with a mask on her face mask and said strangely.
Tao You's steps towards the room stopped, and he stumbled on his feet, "No one, just the two characters on TV." β
- Almost exposed.
"God babble." Tao's mother took off the mask and walked to the bathroom, "How can anyone call it with such a name, what is the name of the TV series?" β
Tao You's brain was stuck, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he slowly walked to the sofa, turned on the fan, and delayed time: "Just, I've been chasing an anime recently, a character in an anime." β
Father Tao also came out of the study at this time, and pointed at Tao You silently, warning her not to leak her mouth.
The father and daughter communicated silently, until Tao's mother came out of the bathroom after cleaning up, instantly regained her hideous expression, and collapsed on the sofa, as if nothing had happened.
"Anime is anime, what kind of TV series." Tao's mother turned on the TV and switched to the TV series she was chasing, "I'm not at home, you don't care about her, just hold your phone and watch it every day." This was said to Tao's father.
"You take a shower, do your homework, rest early, and don't forget to stretch and relax your muscles."
- It's good to say that it's an anime that my mother is not interested in, so it's kind of fooled.
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At night, Tao You lay on the bed, her eyes looked out of the window in a daze, and in her arms was the ugly doll that Song Yimian had caught for her before.
It wasn't early, Tao You's body was too lazy to move, but his mind was unusually clear.
"You say, is Song Fat Man an elm head, he is a fool, am I angry because I can't get a taxi?" Tao You looked at the ugly doll and said to himself, "It's not because of Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· No, I'm not angry, why should I be angryΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, forcing herself to brainwash, but in the end she couldn't get angry and punched the doll twice to get angry.
Tao You's mind was confused, her thoughts couldn't be sorted out, and she didn't know why she was so awkward, and she slowly fell asleep with a full stomach.