He Zhi has a little secret in her heart, and no one knows the Tao except herself. This secret is that since she learned to like boys, she has been secretly liking Yang Yi.

I couldn't tell what it was at all, and I couldn't tell when she started feeling Yang Yi strangely. Hearing his voice, his heartbeat will not stop violently, once he feels him close to him, He Zhi will be free to face red, his whole body is hot, and his palms and fingertips are sweating uncontrollably, obviously thinking that he is close to her, but as soon as Yang Yi really leans over, she just can't help but want to run away. The closer Yang Yi got to her, the clearer the smell of the young man belonging to Yang Yi's body would be, and the more obvious this symptom would be.

At first, He Zhi thought she was sick, and then it took her nearly a year to gradually understand that this feeling is called liking, and this strange reaction of the body is the sequelae of liking someone.

After understanding this, He Zhi was silent. She knew that she was not beautiful and that she was still blind. Yang Yi didn't have any thoughts about her, and treated her like a sister. This palpitation and liking have been quietly buried in my heart since the day I understood it. Don't say anything to anyone, when you meet Yang Yi, you smile like a sister, because Yang Yi likes it.

But liking a person is uncontrollable, and as time goes by, this suppressed liking not only does not fade, but becomes more intense. For the sake of Yang Yi, He Zhi went to learn sculpture, because in this way, she could construct the outline image of Yang Yi in her mind with her hands. For Yang Yi, He Zhi went to study politics and accounting, because she hoped that even if she was blind, she could be a useful person, and maybe one day she could do something for Yang Yi with these skills. For Yang Yi, He Zhi went to study medical care, and it took a month to memorize the rules of football, because the boy she likes loves football, loves sports, and is often injured carelessly, she hopes that she can take care of him and talk to him about football. For the sake of Yang Yi, He Zhi groped into the kitchen to learn to cook, because Yang Yi was delicious, so she was cut and burned countless times for his fingers, and once became a band-aid girl who everyone ridiculed - when other girls began to add ornaments to their fingers, she was full of band-aids. He Zhi didn't care about these, for Yang Yi - for Yang Yi, He Zhi learned a lot of things that she was not interested in and didn't like. Because Yang Yi likes it, He Zhi changed her ways to make herself like it, and she was willing to work hard and hard, just so that one day she could show herself to him. This thought alone made He Zhi feel very sweet.

When you fall in love with someone, you fall in love with everything they like. I don't know which stupid person said this, but He Zhi enshrined it as a holy word.

It's just that in this process, the more she understands Yang Yi, the more He Zhi knows how good this big boy is. He Zhizhi said that Yang Yi is a contradictory combination of thoughtfulness and carelessness, considerate and concerned about others, and often careless about his own affairs. This kind of boy with mixed personality can be said to be invincible among girls, and it is really loved by everyone, because thoughtfulness will awaken the tenderness in women's hearts, and careless stupidity will touch women's care. He Zhi also knew that Yang Yi's mixed-race appearance became more and more handsome as his body matured, and that sunny handsome face was a school-level character wherever he went, and his athletic and healthy body was also outstanding, and she had heard other girls use the word 'hot' to describe him more than once. Because of this, the more she understands Yang Yi's excellence, the more inferiority complex He Zhi becomes. It's not something you can afford to have such a good boy. How can a blind woman whose appearance can only be regarded as delicate and delicate attract the love of such a handsome and sunny man? He Zhi always keeps telling herself every time she touches her face, don't be a nymphomaniac, don't think about it, just like him quietly and be his sister. ...,

As a sister, you can also live together until you have a full head of white hair, don't let him know the Tao, I just need to know the Tao myself.

Year after year, *** has become a young girl, and a young man has also grown into a good young man. That quiet love has never changed, and it has become the deepest secret hidden in He Zhi's heart.

Because of this secret love, He Zhi understands Yang Yi more than anyone else. She knew that he liked to sleep naked with his bare buttocks, and when he got up in the morning, he would rush to the toilet like a rabbit with an arrow; she knew that he liked to wash his face with cold water, and when he brushed his teeth, if he accidentally got the foam deep in his mouth, it would cause earth-shattering retching and coughing, and then it was extremely indecent swearing, and the content was completely reproduced Zhu Jiama** She knew that he was too lazy to wash his socks and jerseys after kicking, and in just three or two days, his dirty clothes would be considerable; she also knew that the girl he liked was Lin Chiling's kind of delicate, watery eyes, big breasts and long legs, and her voice was so loud that she was dead. Anyway...... It's not a blind girl like herself.

Every ball game that Yang Yi participated in, He Zhi would secretly run from Qi Jiang to Xitan to watch. She hid in the crowd and listened to the excited screams and cheers, and listened to the other girls screaming like spring: Yang Yi, Yang Yi!

He Zhi actually wanted to scream and scream along, but every time she just sat silently, trying to turn her useless eyes behind her sunglasses to the direction of everyone's voice shouting, longing to really see Yang Yi once, even once. Every time there is a reunion during the Chinese New Year, He Zhi will deliberately ignore everyone's kindness and laughter, and make a reasonable request as a blind man: "Ah Yi, let me touch you." ”

In this way, year after year, He Zhi recorded the changes in Yang Yi's appearance with her fingers, remembered Yang Yi's breath with her nose, and wrote the growth of this sunny boy bit by bit. As long as Yang Yi let her touch a tiny part of her face, she could recognize him. Similarly, as long as Yang Yi was close enough for her to catch his scent, she could accurately identify Yang Yi. Even if his taste is mixed with other people's body odors, she will never admit her mistake.

It's like the song that sings: miss your laughter, miss your coat, miss your white socks and the smell of your body. I miss your kisses and fingers with the faint smell of tobacco, the taste of being loved in my memory. For the taste of Yang Yi, there is no one in the world who is more familiar with it than He Zhi.

Just now, just when a hand was wrapped around He Zhi's waist and took her out, the smell of a young man who was generally fresh and good mixed with a strange smell that he had not smelled before came to his face, and He Zhi sensitively smelled the smell that he was too ripe to be ripe.

Excluding the unfamiliar smell that doesn't feel good, this smell like grass basking in the sun belongs to only one person. It is unique in the world, and it only belongs to Yang Yi!

He Zhi was stunned, ecstatic and worried, doubtful and confused.

This taste is undoubtedly only possessed by Yang Yi.

It's just—

Could it be that his fantasy of dreaming every night has come true, and Yang Yi is really like riding a white horse, appearing when he is in the most danger, saving himself from this ordinary girl who is not a princess and is not beautiful?

However, when did Yang Yi become so powerful? His stick skills were not weak, and when he was concentrating on the enemy, He Zhi was sure that few of the police officers under Shi Cheng could beat him alone. He couldn't even catch the enemy in a single turn, how could Yang Yi deal with him for so long? In my impression, this sunny boy was only more developed in motor nerves at most, and he hadn't learned any combat skills.

In a short period of time, He Zhi had thousands of thoughts and countless doubts in her heart, each of which indicated that the person who was pushing her to flee with one hand was not Yang Yi, but the familiar smell told her with certainty that this person was Yang Yi. He Zhi opened her mouth stupidly, and turned her face in the direction where the sound of tearing came from, and she didn't even know how Feng Long stumbled towards her.

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