She still understands the truth of avoiding suspicion.

She waved her hand at Song Yimian, rubbed her eyes and pushed the phone back, and said symbolically, "I don't understand this, you continue to work hard." As she spoke, she rummaged through her phone in her schoolbag and replied to Tao's father.

Song Yimian looked at the mobile phone that was pushed back, glanced at her right hand, which was still faintly numb, thinking of her actions just now, and wanted to make up for something, but found that she had already put on headphones to catch up on the drama.

Forget it, let's talk about it later.

Song Yimian comforted himself in his heart, lowered his eyes and continued to participate in the discussion of the game.

It's just that there is less typing on the phone, and the number of times you press the delete button is more.

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Finally got out of the car, Tao You finally took off the headphones. Song Yimian followed a few steps behind her, stepping on her shadow and thinking about the wording.

Just as he was thinking of the draft in his mind and was about to explain it to her, the figure of Daddy Tao appeared in front of the two of them a few meters away.

He clenched his fists, "Xiao You, I'm ······."

The life-threatening mobile phone rang at this time.

"You answer the phone first."

Song Yimian took out his mobile phone, and the two big characters "Gu Yi" were written on it.

He pressed out the phone without mercy.

But in the next second, the phone rang again.

「······ Why don't you answer the phone first? What if Gu Yi has something important to tell you?"

Song Yimian pressed the phone again, and said with a little disgust, "At this point in time, what can he do."

"I mean, I said in the car just now that I don't need you to lay my hands on me, and I don't mean anything else." He pursed his lips, for the first time in his life, he felt that his mouth was really stupid, and it was clear that the draft he had made was not like this.

"Oh," Tao Yu nodded, "I know."

Song Yimian was unwilling and wanted to explain again, but was interrupted by another unquestionable voice.

"Xiao Yu!"

Dad Tao is afraid of the cold, and in the weather at the end of March, he still wears a thick scarf, wears a full set of cotton wool home clothes, and holds a warm patch in each of his hands in his pocket.

As he approached in a hurry, there was only the last bit of distance left, but he still shouted, as if he was in a hurry about something, and as if he was warning something.

Father Tao raised his head slightly and glanced at Song Yimian, and then looked back at Tao You, "I'm home, it's not cold to stand here at night."

This seems to be said to Tao You, and it seems to be for Song Yimian.

Song Yimian silently accepted Tao's father's scrutiny, as well as his words that I don't know if he was alluding to himself.

He thought about it again and felt that he was too sensitive, and comforted himself that the wind was really strong tonight, so there was no one around, and he greeted politely, "Uncle, good evening."

Father Tao raised his head sideways and swept to Song Yimian, who was looking at him, sniffed, and hummed perfunctorily in response.

Then he put his eyes back on Tao You, and saw the tip of her nose blown red by the wind, and said with some distress, "Are you tired from training today?" How about friendlies? Have you eaten enough for the night?" While asking, he took the schoolbag on Tao You's shoulder, took out two packs of biscuits from his pocket and handed them to her.

Tao You only had time to take two packets of biscuits from him, and Father Tao continued to ask, "Why are you Sister Jingjing in Weicheng today?" What's the matter with her? Where is she staying tonight, and if she is free tomorrow, she will come to our house to play······

"Dad," Tao You smiled helplessly, interrupting Tao's father's words, and then turned his head and stuffed another pack of biscuits in his hand into Song Yimian's arms, "You eat, this biscuit is delicious, lemon-filled, don't worry, it's not sweet."

Father Tao turned around and said with some dissatisfaction, "What, now that I ask a few words, are you still impatient?" As he spoke, he glanced at the bag of biscuits in Song Yimian's hand as if he were inadvertent.

This biscuit was given by someone else, it is quite expensive, there are the last two packs left at home, and now he is given a pack by his own daughter to Song Yimian, a stinky boy, which is really cheap for him.

He turned his head,

Out of sight, out of mind.

Father Tao took a deep breath, raised his hand and patted his chest, frowning slightly.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Tao You saw Tao's father's movements and was worried about whether he had a stomach problem again.

"It's okay, it's just that I don't know what's going on tonight, I always feel like I'm holding my breath in my chest, I can't go up and down, it's annoying."

Song Yimian slowed down when he unpacked the package, and inexplicably felt that Uncle Tao seemed to be ordering himself, but he didn't seem to have done anything.

He thought to himself, broke off a small piece of biscuit and put it in his mouth, it tasted really good, much more refreshing than the chocolate fillings and strawberry jam that Song Xiaoan bought at home all day.

"Whew, whew." Father Tao gasped twice, and his pace of moving forward was a little faster.

After walking a few steps, he slowed down again, turned around and asked, "Xiao Song, are the cookies delicious?"

"It's delicious." Song Yimian happened to put the last biscuit to his mouth, thought about it, and handed it to Dad Tao, "Uncle, you, can you eat?"

Dad Tao waved his hand, pouted and said in disgust, "It's delicious, you can eat it, I don't like to eat."

Tao You's eyes were strange and he looked at this Tao's father who opened his mouth and said "I don't like to eat", and he was a little suspicious of who the person at home who loved sweets and had to go back every week to buy new biscuits.

"Xiao Song," Daddy Tao stopped again, looked up at the moon above him, and raised his chin at the building opposite, "It's not too early, let's go home quickly."

Tao You followed and looked up at the sky.

The moon is a little yellowish tonight, there are no stars, the clouds are thick, and the wind is strong.

"By the way," she remembered what Song Yimian said she wanted to help her talk about, "Dad, I'll go to Song Yimian's house to do some homework later." I don't know a few questions, and he just happened to help me explain them."

Just when she thought that Daddy Tao would readily agree, Daddy Tao's eyes turned back and forth between Tao You and Song Yimian twice, and decisively decided, "Tomorrow, you are also tired today, go home and go to bed early, do your homework or something, you can write during the day tomorrow, don't rush this time."

Tao You's action of chewing the biscuit paused, and she swallowed the biscuit in her mouth in disbelief, and wanted to slap herself to see if she hadn't woken up from her dream, but she was still on the bus.

"Tomorrow, I will get up tomorrow and talk about everything, and I will go home." Father Tao waved his hand, "It's such a cold day, you guys are still sweating so much, hurry back and take a hot shower, don't stand here, Xiao Song, goodbye."

There was no room for Song Yimian to speak at all.

"Goodbye, uncle······ See you tomorrow." Song Yimian no longer has emotional intelligence, and at this time, he can see that Dad Tao really has an opinion on him, and said goodbye to the two with a look full of worries, and turned around and walked into the corridor.

didn't wait for Song Yimian to enter the elevator, the moment he stepped into the corridor, Dad Tao dragged Tao You to continue walking, and said with some seriousness, "Go home." I smell of sweat."

「······」

Tao You looked at the sky helplessly, she deeply suspected that Father Tao was in such a hurry to call them home to take a bath because he couldn't bear the smell of sweat on their bodies.

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After going home and taking a shower, Tao You comfortably nestled on the bed and swiped his mobile phone to brew sleep, and with a serious attitude, he carried out the sentence that Tao's father said downstairs, "Go to bed early after taking a bath".

"Xiao You," Tao's mother cut a small fruit bowl and came in, and when she saw that Tao You had already gone to bed, she teased with some surprise, "Yo, what's the matter today, the moon has come out of the west, and you're ready to go to bed before half past ten?" Done your homework?"

Tao You turned around, turned his back to Tao's mother, buried half of his face in the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "Dad said, let me go to bed early."

"When did you listen to me like that?" Dad Tao also walked in with a smile, still holding a small glass of warm milk in his hand.

When Tao You heard this, he got up and made a gesture to clean up his homework, "Then I'll go to Song Yimian's house to do my homework now."

"Eh," Daddy Tao was not happy and put down the milk in his hand, "Not at home."

Got homework? Gotta go to that stinky ······ Can Xiao Song write it at home?"

Tao's mother also had a hard time persuading Tao You, "At this time, if you don't go up or down, maybe people are ready to go to bed like you, don't bother Xiao Song."

Tao You put down his schoolbag, turned around and leaned against the desk, "Dad, do you have any misunderstanding about Song Yimian?"

Father Tao looked at Tao's mother and Tao You's inquiring eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but glance wildly, "I have some misunderstanding with Xiao Song, no, no."

"That's if you have an opinion about him." Tao You is very sure.

Tao's mother also guessed something, it must be what Tao's father said downstairs just now.

She said, she was so attentive to go downstairs to pick up people today, "What do you think of Xiao Song? What do you think of people?"

"Nope!" Daddy Tao was bitter in his heart, "Oh, it's nothing, you, drink milk······ Hurry up and brew your sleepiness, let's go back to our room." As he spoke, he stuffed the mobile phone on the bed into Tao You's hand, then pushed her to the edge of the bed and sat down, and hurriedly walked out of the room with Tao's mother.

"Remember to drink milk, don't eat fruit when you're going to sleep."

「······ Oh." Tao You sat on the bed and watched the door close in front of his eyes.

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"Don't push me." Tao's mother was pushed into the bedroom by Tao's father, raised her hand to sort out the messed collar, turned around and glared at him, "What are you doing?!"

Dad Tao closed the door with his waist bent, and the moment he closed the door, he looked out from the crack in the door uneasily, and locked the door after making sure that Tao You was in his room.

"Come, come, sit." Dad Tao moved the stool in front of the dressing table, "I'll give you an analysis."

Father Tao half-raised his hand, thought for a long time, and finally spoke, "I seriously doubt, this Xiao Song, Song Yimian, this, well, this ······."

Father Tao couldn't say what he suspected, Mother Tao took the lead in losing patience, finished trimming the last nail, and threw the nail grinding stick at Father Tao, "What is this, I'm old, I can't speak clearly?"

"Grind and chirp, grind and chirp." Tao's mother got up to apply the cream, "If you don't say it, forget it, I'm sleeping, and I have a meeting tomorrow morning."

Dad Tao followed closely behind Mom Tao, "Oh, you have a little patience, you have to be mentally prepared to say this."

He licked his lips, "I suspect that Song Yimian likes Xiao You." When he said the last few words, he deliberately lowered his voice, for fear of being heard by a third person.

Mother Tao paused the cream, looked at Father Tao who was talking in her ear from the mirror, her eyebrows gathered in the middle, and her eyes were full of doubts, "Xiao Song, do you like it, Xiao You?"

"Hmm!" Father Tao also looked at Mother Tao from the mirror, nodding his head while giving an overly affirmative look.

Tao's mother suddenly laughed, her half-narrowed eyes as if she was looking at a fool.

"Really, I'm serious, hey, what do you mean by that, don't believe it." Seeing that Mother Tao was talking nonsense before going to bed, Father Tao was anxious, "No, the cabbage that your family has grown with great difficulty is about to be stolen, aren't you in a hurry?"

Mother Tao slapped away the hand that wanted to steal her lady's cream, got up and sat on the bed, turned on her phone and set a new alarm clock, and said, "Then you say, where did you see it, Xiao Song, you like your baby daughter?"

Speaking of this, Dad Tao came to the end, jumped on the other side of the bed, squeezed a large lump of Dabao that had been repurchased countless times with emptiness, and said with his head on his head while wiping his face, "As the saying goes, men look at men most accurately. First of all, Song Yimian's eyes when he looked at Xiao You were very wrong, especially wrong, it was definitely not the look that a simple male classmate should have for a female classmate. Hey, just downstairs, guess what, they were talking under the street lamp, and the look he looked at Xiao You's eyes, oh, that's it······

Father Tao said, patting Tao's mother's arm with the back of his hand, motioning for her to come over, while squeezing his eyebrows to show the look in his memory.

"Thief's eyebrows

Mouse-eyed, Ren Xiao Song is so handsome, so he won't do your expression." Tao's mother covered Tao's father's face with one hand and pushed him back a little farther away, without looking.

"Anyway, that's what it means, and before," Dad Tao sat down cross-legged and wiped his face, "Hey, which good person takes time out of his way to give lectures to his classmates for free every day?" Don't worry about studying on your own? For no reason, how can there be such a good person."

Listening to Tao's father's remarks, Tao's mother lay down on the bed and even closed her eyes.

"And last time, at the New Year's Day party, I saw it in the class group album, Song Yimian and our little you wore it, and it looked like it was deliberately matched."

"During the league, I secretly went to see it, oops, that care." Father Tao sighed and shook his head, his expression sad.

Mother Tao opened her eyes, squinted at Father Tao, and met his eyes precisely, "You still secretly went to see? Didn't you say that the company would have to work overtime that day?"

"That's right," Dad Tao didn't feel weak at all, and replied frankly, "I passed the meeting at noon, and I went back to the company for the second meeting in the evening, but unfortunately I didn't wait for Xiao You to come on the field."

"You still said me, didn't you sneak a look, I saw your car in the parking lot! Didn't you also say that you worked overtime at the end of the year? Didn't you say you weren't interested in this competition? Why is there your car in the parking lot?" Dad Tao asked a few times in a row, and the waist pole became straighter and straighter.

Tao's mother glared back, "My daughter is competing, I'm going to see what's wrong?" Is there a rule that you can't change your mind at the last minute? Or are you suspicious of something?"

「...... No, I'll just say that, don't be angry. Being angry is not good for your health." Father Tao's tone immediately softened, and the arrogance of the question just now disappeared.