After arriving at the class, the first-year high school students will take the bus arranged by the school to the armed base according to the order of the class.

As the leader of the first class of high school, he was the first to line up and go downstairs.

Everyone has more or less brought more than one suitcase, and it is inevitable that it will be crowded and bumpy when carrying the suitcase downstairs at this time.

Teacher Chen had a headache when he heard the movement that seemed to be about to break the sky, and he went down the stairs first out of sight and out of mind.

Qi Youmian was one step slower when he walked out of the classroom, and he fell at the end of the line.

Tao Wan was worried when she packed her suitcase, this also had to be brought, that she had to bring, and finally she moved to school with a full 24-inch suitcase.

I finally moved upstairs with the help of Tong Lizi, but I didn't expect to move down again now.

Qi Youmian glanced at the stairs.

The students of the first class were carrying their luggage with a smile, and Tong Lizi, a small round face, had already mixed in the front of the team, relying on his suitcase to be light, and was extremely enthusiastic to help the girl next to him carry the schoolbag.

The attributes of the small round face face control are still as serious as ever.

Qi Youmian chuckled, saw that there were fewer people in front of him, and prepared to put on his suitcase.

But there was a gentle footstep in my ears.

Qi Youmian subconsciously turned his head to look, and met Wen Jiulan's gaze.

As if he didn't expect to look at Qi Youmian, he quickly turned his head sideways, and his eyes flickered aimlessly, and he landed on the suitcase in Qi Youmian's hand.

Compared with the classmates with big bags and small bags on their bodies, Wen Jiulan was really too concise.

In addition to the Lijiang No. 1 Middle School uniform he was wearing, he only carried the backpack with a zipper, and looking at the shriveled backpack, he could imagine how empty it should be.

Except for two sets of military training uniforms for changing and washing, and necessary toiletries, Qi Youmian guessed that there should be nothing in the bag.

One after another, people passed by the two of them.

Qi Youmian glanced at the stairs again, and the unexpected discovery of the weekend passed through his heart.

She took a step in the direction of Wen Jiulan, her peach blossom eyes were folded, and the pear vortex on her right cheek was squeezed out.

"Wen Jiulan, can you help me move the box?"

Wen Jiulan was obviously stunned.

Before he could say anything, there was a particularly loud sneer next to him.

"Qi Youmian, are you stupid to read?" At some point, a boy stood at the back door of the next class, leaning against the door, and when Qi Youmian looked over, he smiled at her meaningfully.

"You're looking for a good baby from the teachers and a good child who is inspired to grow up."

He deliberately accentuated his tone, and with that meaningful smile, it sounded extraordinarily yin and yang.

Qi Youmian only glanced at him hurriedly, and then returned his attention to Wen Jiulan.

Wen Jiulan stood quietly in place, her soft hair covering the look between his eyebrows and eyes, and only the corners of his lips could be seen.

"Hey, Qi Youmian, if you have a nice voice, I'll give you ......"

"Wen Jiulan."

The boy's grinning words were covered by Qi Youmian's suddenly raised voice.

He subconsciously stopped, and saw the beautiful little girl staring directly at the psychopath, and even made a request for the second time.

"I want you to help me move my suitcase, can you?"

The first half of the sentence was said seriously and loudly, but the second half of the sentence was suddenly weakened, and the end note was soft, as if it was coquettish.

When the boy saw it, Wen Jiulan, who was facing away from him, suddenly strode forward and grabbed the lever of the pink suitcase with one hand.

I couldn't see the look on his face, only a low, hoarse voice could be heard.

"Okay."

And that Qi Youmian followed with a smile.

No one looked at him more than a single person during the whole process.

The boy stayed for a long time before he realized that he was angry and kicked the tiles of the railing hard, "Grass! ”

He still had a stomach full of words that he wanted to scold, but unexpectedly crashed into a pair of dark eyes.

All the words were choked in his throat, and the boy's back stiffened in the direction of the stairs, and almost instantly, a large goosebump climbed on the back of his arm.

It wasn't until his friend pushed him from behind that the boy collapsed his tense back as if he had been reborn, clutching the railing and exhaling heavily.

The friend was taken aback by his embarrassed look, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Wen Jiulan ...... slowed down, and the boy swallowed saliva with palpitations and spoke, "He's really a madman......"

The eyes that suddenly turned around and projected through the cracks were extremely cold and heavy, as cold as a beast without human feelings.

Qi Youmian didn't know how the boy was frightened by Wen Jiulan's eyes, she just saw Wen Jiulan's movement of turning around.

After thinking about it, Qi Youmian tentatively touched Wen Jiulan's arm.

She followed the young man down, her eyebrows crooked, "Don't listen to their nonsense...... I just want to choose you. ”

Probably because I was embarrassed, my voice was a little soft.

It is particularly sweet in the ears.

As soon as the words came out, Qi Youmian realized that what he said was really out of proportion and too ambiguous.

"No, I mean......" She gasped slightly, thinking about explaining, and suddenly stopped again, "Y-Did you smile?" ”

Qi Youmian was not mistaken, Wen Jiulan's lips bent quickly, and when he heard Qi Youmian's surprised question, his steps paused slightly, and the smile in his eyes had not yet been withdrawn.

"I'm glad I could help you."

This was the first time Qi Youmian had heard Wen Jiulan say such long words.

The young man's voice has passed the period of voice change, it is a real subwoofer, he doesn't like to drink water, and his voice is a little dumb.

It's like a hook, drilling into people's ears and scratching their hearts lightly.

Without waiting for Qi Youmian to react, he had already retracted that smile and continued to carry his suitcase downstairs.

Qi Youmian was stunned for a few seconds before he hurriedly trotted to follow.

It's just that along the way, I couldn't help but look at Wen Jiulan repeatedly.

The two of them waited upstairs for a while, and when they got into the car, they also fell to the end.

Qi Youmian was a little motion sick, and when he saw the vacated position in the first row, which was level with the head teacher, Teacher Chen, he didn't care and sat down directly.

Wen Jiulan originally wanted to go to the back, but Qi Youmian grabbed the hem of her clothes.

The little girl tilted her head slightly, looked at the person with her eyes, her eyes were full of expectation, "Wen Jiulan, you can just sit here...... I'll have to trouble you to get me the box later. ”

Teacher Chen counted the number of people in the back row.

The serious, seated voice was automatically shielded from my head as if it had been separated by a membrane.

And what echoed in his ears was only the sweet voice of the little girl "Wen Jiulan".

He rolled his Adam's apple slowly and whispered, "Okay." ”

It seems that since he saw Qi Youmian, he only had room to say good to the little girl.

Teacher Chen counted the number of people and went to the front row, and when he saw the two people sitting together, he just raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

The bus drove smoothly on the road, the students behind it squeaked and screamed, and the car was full of excited shouts and chats.

Teacher Chen took out a pair of earplugs from his pocket, leaned back in the chair, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Wen Jiulan sat in the aisle, her back straight.

The little girl next to her only occasionally gave her a look at her at first.

In the back, he became more and more presumptuous, directly supporting the window of the bus with his elbows, and staring at him without blinking a pair of smart peach blossom eyes.

Wen Jiulan pinched the joints of her fingers, but finally couldn't hold back, and said in a low voice, "What do you see me doing?" ”

He originally wanted to remind him euphemistically, so that Qi Youmian could restrain his overly straightforward and presumptuous eyes.

But I didn't expect the little girl to be extraordinarily frank, "I think you look good when you smile...... You can smile a lot. ”

Wen Jiulan: ......

He leaned back, closed his eyes and sighed silently.

It's really damning -