Qi Youmian swore that she really didn't mean it.

It's just that Wen Jiulan's skillful and natural movements are too similar to taking care of her when her father took her out to play when she was young, and her mouth was faster than her brain for a while.

Thinking of the boy's slightly frowning eyebrows and the uncontrollable soft sigh when he turned his head, Qi Youmian felt a little weak.

She pushed the boy chestnut who was sitting next to her and squeaked and biting on the dried sweet potato, "Chestnut, if someone suddenly says that you are like his mother......"

Tong Lizi hiccuped in horror, "No, weren't you two still flirting on the runway at that time, how did you hear this?" ”

Qi Youmian: ?

Before she could react, she saw Tong Lizi's expression hideous, "Is it that Xie Tiannian's bastard is looking for you again, didn't you look at it for a while, why is everything bald?"

Yo yo, let me tell you, that guy just has itchy skin! Who wants to be a, I'm such a young girl, and suddenly I was crowned as a mother of the same age, and I didn't kill him to be polite to him!

It makes me feel like I'm glad to keep him in check......"

Qi Youmian listened to the output of Tong Lizi's horn, so he could only sit down obediently and nod his head.

At the same time, I feel worried.

What can I do about this......

I don't know if Wen Jiulan can still be coaxed as well as before.

Wen Jiulan sat on the top staircase, and the plane tree on the side cast mottled and fragmented light and shadow, hitting the handsome and cold face, revealing the long and thick eyelashes, and the smooth arc of the high nose bridge was also particularly enviable.

He looked down as if he was writing a refueling draft, his notebook resting on his lap, and the tip of his pen kept stopping.

There was a man sitting on the stairs in front of him, and his long legs could only be shrunk into a ball of grievance, and the hems of the black sweatpants with draped fabric shrank up, revealing his thin ankles.

Qi Youmian looked back frequently, making the girls sitting in the back row laugh.

Someone quipped, "Yoyo, if you turn a few more times, the cervical spondylosis that you study at the desk every day will definitely be cured." ”

Qi Youmian knew that at this kind of joking moment, the more embarrassed and shy he became, the more people chased and teased.

He smiled naturally and generously, "Doesn't I care about my tablemates?" Since you've all said so, I'd better go up and have a look. ”

Her expression looked extraordinarily open, not at all like the embarrassment of a student who avoids the teacher's secret relationship, and even did what she said, grabbed her backpack and stood up, passed through the gap where the crowd was sitting, and walked directly to the top floor.

The girls who were hiding a little gossip were confused by Qi Youmian's attitude, and watched the little girl sit down beside Wen Jiulan generously, and looked at each other for a while.

The one who just spoke was still not giving up, leaned forward with his upper body, and patted Tong Lizi's shoulder, "Lizi, are you and Wen Jiulan ...... You know. ”

Tong Lizi bit the dried sweet potato and turned his head, not angry, "I know a fart, I understand." What's the matter, haven't you seen a strategic partnership to go to college together? Don't gossip too much, as Yo You said, you won't fall in love until you graduate from high school. ”

Tong Lizi at the bottom urgently refuted the rumors, but Qi Youmian above sat down directly against the boy.

Wen Jiulan naturally heard a little movement below, but she didn't expect Qi Youmian to come up like this.

He was still writing with his head down, but the tip of the gel pen hesitated on the paper for a long time, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Qi Youmian was prepared to come up with coaxing words.

Just sitting in the shade of a tree, the breeze was gentle, and she could see the bustling and laughing classmates below, and the shallow breathing of the boy next to her made her suddenly enjoy this peaceful moment.

She simply leaned back, her elbows propped on her legs, and the palms of her palms supported the sides of her face, condescendingly taking in the entire playground in her eyes.

Wen Jiulan did not break the silence of this tacit understanding, and continued to write, only occasionally raising her eyes and taking the little girl's smiling side face into her eyes.

The men's 400-meter finals are underway on the track, and the cheers on the side of the track are enthusiastic.

The 400-meter race is not long, as if one second I just heard the starting gun sound, and the next second I saw the boys running wildly with their legs approaching the finish line.

Qi Youmian walked down, thinking that he should be able to see Shu Suisui who came back from a study tour when he went to Shu Ninghua's house this week, and suddenly heard a commotion around him.

She turned her eyes to look at the runway, and saw a boy who was participating in the race stumbling a few steps, not knowing if he was physically exhausted, and fell directly on the track.

The people sitting in the front row subconsciously stood up, and the head teachers sitting at the bottom also rushed forward as soon as possible.

But seeing that he was about to approach the first place finish line, after a few hurried turns, he slowly stopped and ran back.

His brows were slightly furrowed, but his expression was calm and firm, and the corners of the red jersey that were swept up by the wind were as fierce as fire.

Qi Youmian was blocked by the person standing up in the front row, and when he stood up and looked down, the boy who turned back had already stretched out his hand to the person who fell to the ground, trying to pull him up.

I don't know who was the first to take the lead in applauding, and when the boy who fell stood up with his strength, the entire playground was enveloped in earth-shattering applause.

Qi Youmian looked at the back of the two of them crossing the finish line together, and couldn't help but smile.

Her eyes were so clean and clear, with pure joy, as if she could sweep away all the darkness in people's hearts.

Wen Jiulan was looking at Qi Youmian from beginning to end, looking at her frowning slightly because of nervousness, and looking at her heartfelt smile because of this good ending.

If that's what she likes.

Wen Jiulan thought.

Then he is willing to go into the light, to be an excellent man by universal definition, and to bury all the cold thoughts that are fleeting in the dark night.

Just...... Be worthy of her.

When Qi Youmian sat back down, he heard the boy beside him speak softly, "Youmian, what do you want me to do in the future?" ”

Qi Youmian was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand why such a topic suddenly arose.

But the first thing that came to her mind was the neatly packed formula manuscript in the study room in the picture of the marketing account.

The sun shifted a little, and a little bit of broken golden light fell on Qi Youmian's drooping fingertips, coating the pink nails with a dazzling and magnificent color.

The little girl's voice was soft, but it was word by word, extremely firm.

"I hope that Wen Jiulan can do what he likes and wants to do."

"If you want to make money, I'll accompany you to start from scratch. If you want to further your education, we can learn together. ”

"As long as everything is what you really want, I will support you unconditionally."

“…… Wen Jiulan, what do you really want? ”