Chapter 59: Brother Jiulan, do you want to pick me up?

Wen Jiulan once thought that he was very familiar with a person's state, whether it was studying alone or living alone.

But there was just a little girl sitting in the seat next to him, and all his habits were completely shattered in silence.

The first few times between classes, he subconsciously reached to the corner of the table on the side, trying to grab the pink thermos cup to fetch water, and froze in place.

Gao Zheng, the old member of the sports committee, happily entered the class with a box of breakfast milk - after the temperature dropped to below 5 °, the recess benefits prepared by the canteen of Lijiang No. 1 Middle School were put in the incubator and it was hot.

Wen Jiulan's one-meter-nine pestle was there, Lao Gao noticed it at a glance, and leaned over enthusiastically, "Brother Wen, what flavor do you want today?" Is it still chocolate? ”

I was still secretly surprised in my heart, I didn't expect Brother Wen to look forward to today's breakfast milk so much, and I couldn't wait to stand up.

Wen Jiulan just wanted to nod, but suddenly reacted.

It is Qi Youmian who wants to drink different flavors every day, occasionally wanting to drink strawberries, and occasionally wanting to drink chocolate.

However, the time for the breakfast milk distribution is not certain, if you happen to be out of the class, you can only have pure milk left.

So they formed a fixed tacit understanding, Qi Youmian has strawberry flavor, he has chocolate, no matter what flavor Qi Youmian wants to drink, he can change it.

But this week, the little girl is no longer at school.

He sighed lowly, "No, get me a bag of pure milk." ”

He didn't like sweets either.

Lao Gao took out a bag of pure milk from the incubator, and subconsciously brought a bag of strawberry-flavored breakfast milk, "Here, there is a ...... for Yoyo"

Before the words fell, he sighed again, "Yo Yo is not here this week, I forgot." ”

Wen Jiulan silently took the pure milk.

Today, the air conditioner was not turned on in the class, and at the request of Mr. Chen, a crack in the window was opened to ventilate the class full of people.

Wen Jiulan sat by the window, her fingers on the table were a little cold by the cold wind, and when she touched the warm milk bag, her fingertips immediately glowed with a faint powder.

That little bit of warmth, like a spark, fell into the body with Lao Gao's sighing words and the empty table on his side, igniting the boiling longing in his heart.

The days filled with homework and test papers passed quickly, but for Wen Jiulan, the days when she couldn't see Qi Youmian were boring to the extreme.

Thursday afternoon is the time for the New Year's Day holiday, and the three-day holiday brings students not only irrepressible happiness, but also a pile of test papers.

Xie Tiannian stared at the stack of test papers bitterly, shook his head and sighed, "Three days off is more than the five test papers I did in school." ”

Tong Lizi complained mercilessly while packing his schoolbag, "Wake up, you don't write test papers at school." ”

Xie Tiannian: It seems to be.

He was obviously happy again, shaking his head and humming in a minor tune, and sticky to Tong Lizi's side, "Do you want to watch the fireworks show, really don't you come out to watch the fireworks show?" Take a look! ”

Tong Lizi pushed away the naturally curly head and said ruthlessly, "I have to go back and ask my mother if she will let me go, so I can be sure." ”

Xie Tiannian snorted, "I don't care, you have to come out, I will wait for you downstairs at your house when the time comes...... I guarantee that you will be taken out safely and taken home completely. ”

Smacking his lips again, he felt that these two four-word adjectives were a little strange beyond words.

Of course, he didn't forget his brother Wen at the back table.

"Brother Wen, Brother Wen, where do you live, let's go to the fireworks show together the night after tomorrow!"

Turning his head to look at Wen Jiulan's table, Xie Tiannian let out a loud mist and grass.

His outstretched fingers trembled, "Brother Wen, you, you, have you finished writing the test papers that were just sent out in the morning?" ”

Tong Lizi turned his head keenly, and sure enough, he saw several pale yellow test papers that were already full of black handwriting on Wen Jiulan's desk. And the few that I just sent out didn't have time to do, but they were slowly put into the schoolbag by the boy.

Wen Jiulan nodded, noticing Xie Tiannian's salivating gaze, pressing a few completed test papers with her fingertips and pushing forward.

Xie Tiannian cheered, and took it with reverent hands, his expression was extremely reverent.

Tong Lizi pushed the natural scroll of his head again, hating that iron is not steel, "Read some books!" ”

Xie Tiannian carefully held Wen Jiulan's test paper, stubbornly dodged the pile of claws stretched out around, and said stubbornly, "I really can't learn, that's it, it's good." ”

He put the test paper into his schoolbag in a dignified manner, and after looking left and right perfectly, he turned his head back with a grin, "Brother Wen, fireworks show ......"

But he faced the seat that was already empty.

Xie Tiannian muttered confusedly, "Brother Wen, you haven't promised me to watch the fireworks show yet-"

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Of course, Wen Jiulan heard Xie Tiannian's question.

But the fireworks show, this kind of child-coaxing thing, is not attractive to him at all, and he might as well pay more attention to the progress of the stock market when he goes to watch the show.

Find out if there are any small companies that are suitable for investment.

Wen Jiulan was pedaling his bicycle home, and the cold wind poured in from the loose collar, raising his short jet-black hair.

While thinking nonchalantly.

The part-time owner of the Western restaurant took advantage of the New Year's holiday to close his doors and go home.

Wen Jiulan didn't have anything to do, and the much-anticipated New Year's Eve was just an ordinary day for him.

- Even the tiresome days when you can't see Qi Youmian.

He used the money from stock speculation to buy a new house and change the soft decoration, but he couldn't wait for Qi Youmian to come to the door again.

Wen Jiulan leaned back on the soft sofa, the living room was silent, only the silver moonlight poured in through the large floor-to-ceiling window without curtains.

When he was alone, he didn't even bother to eat dinner.

The newly bought house is in a well-maintained community, the floor is not low, and everything around seems very quiet.

It wasn't until he was awakened by the movement of fireworks that exploded in the central square not far away that Wen Jiulan found that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

He put down his laptop and walked to the window to watch quietly.

The floor is high, and the view is good, and you can see all the fireworks from the living room window.

The lively cheers in the square can be heard from a few streets away.

The New Year's Eve fireworks show lasts for a total of one hour, starting at 11 p.m. and ending at 12 p.m. sharp.

Wen Jiulan raised her phone and snapped a photo at the moment when a new firework exploded.

The night is dark, and only the bright yellow and golden fireworks are the only bright color.

He sent the photo to the one pinned to the top of the WeChat chat.

Fireworks in the central square.

According to the information revealed by Qi Youmian before, they will complete the Lotus Cup competition this morning, announce the results of the finals in the afternoon, and have a dinner prepared by the organizers of the Lotus Cup in the evening.

Take a short break the next day and return in the afternoon.

Wen Jiulan thought that at this point in time, the little girl should be asleep.

But when he was about to quit WeChat, he noticed the "The other party is typing......" displayed above.

He clicked on his fingertip on the back button and paused.

In the next second, a white bubble popped out.

The living room reflected by this height and the glass window is ...... Have you changed houses?

Wen Jiulan: That's right.

He was still thinking about what to continue to send, when suddenly the phone shook, and the system's own ringtone rang.

- Qi Youmian called him on WeChat.

Wen Jiulan didn't know why, and suddenly felt a little nervous in her heart, but her fingertips slid to answer without hesitation.

In the sound hole of the mobile phone, the sweet voice of the little girl came.

"Hello? Wen Jiulan? ”

Wen Jiulan responded, "Well, I'm here." What's wrong? ”

Another firework exploded, and the floating light slid through the corner of Wen Jiulan's eyes.

The voice was so loud that he couldn't hear the words on his phone for a while, and subconsciously took a few steps into the living room.

There was a sudden pause.

The sound of the fireworks exploding was completely different from what he had heard before, not blocked by glass windows, more like the sound heard while standing outside.

His heart beat uncontrollably, and his Adam's apple slid nervously and dryly.

I heard the little girl on the other end of the phone muttering something, and her tone was full of helplessness.

"Okay, I'll just say, it's pitch black in your room......"

"So-Brother Jiulan, do you want to pick me up?"