A stone kicked out under her feet jumped to the side of Liang Cicada's shoe, she looked down, thinking that it was something that fell from Jiang Qishu's body, and when she saw that it was a stone, she smiled speechlessly.

Jiang Qishu was bewitched by the fleeting smile on her lips, and her sluggish expression never eased, just like standing in the barren mountains, in the blink of an eye, pink flowers bloomed all over the mountains.

Under his long-term gaze, Liang Chan couldn't help but feel hot cheeks, touched the ends of his hair uncomfortably, and tugged at the hem of his clothes: "I'm ...... today Isn't it a little weird? ”

Jiang Qishu pinched the placket on both sides of her windbreaker, pulled it gently, and pulled the person into her arms, and only she could hear what she said: "Where is it strange, it's obviously beautiful, I look stupid." ”

There was a girl who came back from a morning run next to her, Liang Chan was extremely ashamed, pushed him away with both hands, and said in a panic: "Don't rub it off, let's go quickly." ”

Jiang Qishu looked at the red on the tips of her ears and smiled quietly.

There was a light rain during the night, but in the morning the rain stopped, and when the sun came out, the rain from the green trees on both sides of the road was evaporated, and a fresh smell filled the air.

Jiang Qishu drove over, the car was parked in the old place outside the school gate, after getting in the car, he skillfully put on the gear, reversed, slightly tilted his head to look at the reversing mirror, and said: "Go back to the apartment first, I'll take something." ”

Liang Chan has no opinion.

A few minutes later, the car drove into the same neighborhood as it had been before. The community is located near the school, and the surrounding pedestrian streets are noisy, but it is quiet day and night, and there is a bit of quiet in the middle of the noise.

The car was parked in the parking space in front of the apartment building, and did not drive into the underground parking lot, Jiang Qishu unbuckled his seat belt, turned slightly sideways and asked Liang Chan: "Do you want to go up with me?" I was looking for a few books that my dad wanted, and I couldn't remember where to put them for too long, and I might have to look for them for a long time, and you would be bored in the car alone. ”

Liang Chan got off the bus from kindness, she has been here, and she is familiar with the way.

When the elevator arrived at the floor, Jiang Qishu stood in front of the door and entered the password, Liang Chan subconsciously made an evasive action, and the incident of Li Aoran giving the wrong door lock code instantly appeared in his mind, staring curiously at his white fingertips.

He pressed a few numbers that she was very familiar with.

Liang Chan's eyes were round, and he couldn't help asking: "Your password is my birthday?" ”

"Well, what's the problem?" The door lock opened, Jiang Qishu held the doorknob and pushed it open, and turned sideways to let her go in first.

"How do you know my birthday?"

Liang Chan doesn't remember telling him, but she told him about his birthday, but she didn't mention what day it was.

"The day you were knocked unconscious by a basketball, in the school infirmary, I was next to you while you were filling out the form, and I looked at it casually." One of the columns requires the date of birth.

Liang Chan's question is not over: "When did you change it to my birthday?" ”

"During the winter vacation, the door lock was broken, and I asked the installer to change a new lock, and I needed to reset the password, so I changed it to your birthday." Jiang Qishu pushed her shoulders into the house, bent down to find a new pair of slippers, "Next time you want to come, you can come directly." I'll record your fingerprints in a while if I'm sorry to enter the password. ”

"Why should I come when you're not here?" Liang Chan changed into slippers and answered.

Jiang Qishu propped his hand on the upper edge of the entrance closet, tilted his head to stare at her, and a narrow smile flashed in his eyes: "You mean that you will come if I come?" ”

Liang Chan glared at him vividly, can you not misinterpret her words? She wanted to say that the premise of entering a house was the presence of the owner of the house, not that as long as the owner was there, she would necessarily come in.

Jiang Qishu stopped teasing her, went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator and took out a bottle of orange juice, habitually glancing at the production date and expiration date. There are three months left before the expiration date, and you can drink it.

He rarely lives here, usually lives in the school dormitory, and occasionally has something to delay and can't go back to school, or has a party night, he will rest here for a night.

Jiang Qishu unscrewed the cap of the bottle, put it on Liang Chan's cheek like a mischievous, saw that she was shrunk by ice, and then handed her orange juice with a smile: "You play by yourself for a while, I'll go to the study to find books, you can come and accompany me." ”

Liang Chan chose to follow him into the study.

His study was larger than her entire rental home, with built-in bookshelves that stretched to the ceiling in a deep walnut hue.

"What book are you looking for? Two people looking for it together will hurry up. Liang Chan retracted his gaze and turned his head to him.

Jiang Qishu said a few titles, all of which were professional books that Liang Chan didn't understand at all, and he only said that she couldn't even remember the name once, and her expression was slightly embarrassed.

Jiang Qishu saw through her and smiled: "I'll find it myself." They are all books that are not commonly used, and it is estimated that they are stacked at a high place and need to be carried with ladders. ”

He pushed a herringbone ladder from the corner, placed it steadily in front of the bookshelf, stepped on it, and swept his gaze over the upper floors of the bookshelf.

Liang Chan held the juice in one hand and the wooden ladder in the other, looking up at him.

"You don't need to hold it up, the ladder is very stable, you stand farther away, there is a bit of dust." Jiang Qishu quickly found one of the books, took it out and shook it a few times, and in the light shining in from the window, fine dust could be clearly seen.

Liang Chan didn't listen to him, and stood resolutely by the wooden ladder with his hands, his eyes didn't look up again, and swept the neatly stacked spine on the bookshelves below.

She put the drink on the shelf, pulled out the book, and opened it to see that it was a photo album. The first is a one-year-old photo of a child sitting in a brightly colored chair with a round red dot on his eyebrows. In the future, there are some daily trivial records of growing up, and there are also commemorative photos of the second and third birthdays. Turning to the back, the child's eyebrows and eyes gradually had the shadow of Jiang Qishu now.

"What are you looking at?"

Jiang Qishu came down the wooden ladder with a few dusty books, poked his head and glanced at it, the page where she stayed was a photo of him when he was a child, wearing a white jersey with black edges, white socks wrapped in his calves, holding a football in his arms, his immature face was raised against the sun, and he looked like my most powerful tsundere.

Jiang Qishu was so embarrassed that he was about to take it back: "Don't look at it, it's all black history." ”

Liang Chan couldn't grab him, the album in his hand flew out and fell into his hand, and then his hand was raised high and inserted the album into the place above the bookshelf that she couldn't reach.

Liang Chan tried to tiptoe without giving up, but failed to get it, she frowned a little dejectedly, and her toes fell back to the spot, but he was holding her waist with one hand.

They were trapped in a corner of the bookshelf, breathing intertwined with each other.

"It's okay to show you, I'll have to charge some interest." Jiang Qishu didn't tell her what the "interest" was, nor did he ask for her consent, and proved with his actions that she could fully afford the interest he was asking for.

The moment his lips came up, Liang Chan forgot to close his eyes, and his face was blurred in front of him.

Liang Cicada's breathing gradually became rapid, and her heartbeat in her chest was like the sea water at a high tide, lapping the reef on the shore one by one, and she almost drowned in the waves.

*

Getting into the car again, Liang Chan lowered his neck, revealing a piece of white skin on the back of his neck, and his heartbeat was still unbalanced. These were all brought to her by the boy who was sitting in the driver's seat at the moment, but he was like a nobody, controlling the steering wheel with both hands and skillfully driving out of the parking space.

Suddenly, a photo album flew from the side and landed on top of her legs together.

Jiang Qishu's low Gu voice sounded beside her: "Fulfill the promise." ”

However, Liang Chan just wanted to jump out of the car and turn around, when he never came to his apartment, did not enter his study, and did not kiss him in front of the bookshelf.

It was all too torturous, and she was a little at a loss.

Liang Chan didn't want to reminisce about the details, but her thoughts were not under her control.

She blushed and gnawed on the fingertips of her index finger, and a conspicuous fruit shop sign swept outside the window, she woke up like a dream, she couldn't care about being shy, and hurriedly asked Jiang Qishu to stop: "I, I'll go down and buy some fruit." ”

No matter who you visit, bringing something is a basic etiquette.

Jiang Qishu pulled over and pulled over the car, unbuckled his seat belt and accompanied her down, went to the fruit shop to pick some seasonal fruits, and when she checked out, she separated her body.

Liang Chan: "Don't rob me." ”

Jiang Qishu was debunked with intent, bent the corners of his mouth, and stepped aside. When she finished paying, he stepped forward to help carry the fruit.

She bought a little too much, and she couldn't carry it with her two hands, so the phone rang, Jiang Qishu couldn't spare his hand to answer the phone, so he had to help Yang Liang Chan: "My phone is in my pants pocket, you help me take it out." ”

Liang Chan did as he said, his hand reached into his pants pocket and took out his mobile phone, it was Ms. Xu Qian calling, asking where they were.