The slightly cool yogurt box has been held in the boy's hand for a while, and it has been stained with his body temperature.

Cen Yao looked at the pattern of half a coconut on the white carton and was stunned, turned his face up, met Xie Yixiu's eyes, and whispered, "You remember." ”

I still remember when she was going to give him yogurt last week, she said that she liked the coconut flavor.

Xie Yixiu said "um", unscrewed the cap of the mineral water and took a sip, Cen Yao looked at the slightly rolling Adam's apple when he swallowed, and unconsciously blushed.

"Thank you." She said.

Xie Yixiu put down the water bottle, said that he bought it by the way, and then went around the front of the car to open the door.

When Cen Yao sat in the co-pilot with yogurt, the corner of her coat was accidentally caught in the gap of the car door, she let out a small "ah" and stretched out her hand to pull it.

Xie Yixiu also saw it, and when he saw that Cen Yao couldn't pull it out for a long time, he leaned over and opened the car door through a gap.

Sensing his approach, Cen Yao raised his head.

In an instant, extremely close distance.

Her face still has the autumn coolness of the outside, but he exudes the heat unique to young boys, and through the clothes, it seems to be able to soak into her every pore.

His arm to open the door is strong, and above the collar of his jacket is a sharp and clear jawline.

The movement of Cen Yao's hand stopped unconsciously.

How could this moment be so long and make her heart beat so much.

Xie Yixiu's deep voice was sent to her ear: "Why don't you get it." ”

Cen Yao woke up in shock, looked away like an electric shock, turned his face away unnaturally, picked up the hem of his clothes and closed the door.

When Xie Yixiu sat back, he suddenly asked, "Why do you wear so little?" ”

When I was helping Cen Yao open the door just now, I accidentally caught a glimpse of a suit skirt inside the coat she was wearing.

It was supposed to be the length above her calf, but when she sat down, the hem of her skirt fell above her knees, and the stockings inside were a little transparent, and you could see that her fair skin had been slightly red from the cold.

Cen Yao paused: "Today, the grade director came to listen to the class, and I want to dress formally." ”

It's not just that.

The skirt was found when she was shopping with her mother on Saturday afternoon, and she didn't plan to buy it, but she tried it but it flattered her very much, and Ding Yue settled the bill directly.

There are new clothes, Cen Yao wants to wear them to Sang Mo, but she doesn't want to look deliberate, just knowing that someone is coming to listen to the class today, she naturally has an excuse.

After finishing speaking, Cen Yao plucked up his courage and asked him, "Is it good-looking?" ”

At the same time, a wisp of anti-expectation rose in my heart.

I want him to boast about himself.

And yet—

The boy's gaze swept over her slender calves wrapped in stockings, and the next second, she heard him avoid the question and asked her, "Isn't it cold?" ”

By the end of November, the temperature in Shanghai had dropped to single digits, and it would be a lie to say that it was not cold at all, but ......

She didn't wear a skirt to listen to him ask if it was cold!

Cen Yao puffed out his cheeks and said reluctantly, "...... Probably a little. ”

He glanced at her and took off his black jacket.

Then, the dress covered her knees.

There was a warm smell from the coat, and Cen Yao's original reluctance easily dissipated, and she quietly reached into the cuffs of her jacket.

It's warm.

It seems to be holding hands with him indirectly.

The corners of her eyes curled slightly.

Xie Yixiu started the car and turned on the heater.

He was a little distracted somehow, thinking that when he covered Cen Yao's clothes, he accidentally touched her leg, but in fact, there was nothing, it was just a dragonfly like water, fleeting, Cen Yao may not have felt it.

But his fingertips seemed to still have a slight soft touch, and his hands were obviously used to holding all kinds of steering wheels, but at the moment he was inexplicably a little uncomfortable.

Covered with Sammo's coat all the way, when he was about to get home, Cen Yao didn't want to return it to him.

I don't want to get out of the car, and I can't bear this feeling of being cared for by him.

But when the car stopped downstairs, she still left her coat on the seat, pressed the undercurrent of her heart, pretended not to be too nostalgic to say goodbye, and said that we would see you tomorrow.

When I got home, I thought, can I come sooner tomorrow?

Thinking again, I don't know when he will be willing to share his thoughts with her.

What the hell is he bothering about, can you tell her?

In the evening, before Cen Yao drank the yogurt that Sammo gave her, he took a photo.

She sent the photo to Zhu Xiangyi and showed off to the other party: "My little brother remembers the yogurt I like to drink, and he borrowed a coat for me." ”

Zhu Xiangyi was probably busy and didn't reply as soon as possible, so Cen Yao opened Xie Yixiu's private message again.

Yama Jinyao: "I received my favorite yogurt today, it was sent by Sammo!" ”

Shan Jinyao: "...... However, he is a bit of a straight man, and I actually wanted to show him the new dress, but he not only didn't praise me, but also asked me if I was cold [crying]. ”

Yama Jinyao: "No wonder he doesn't have a girlfriend." ”

Xie Yixiu came out of the shower at night, wiped his hair with a towel, picked up his mobile phone, and habitually clicked into the message page of the Weibo background to find Cen Yao's private message.

After seeing what she said, he was stunned for a moment.

A subtle look appeared on his face.

The little girl said that he was no wonder he didn't have a girlfriend.

Xie Yixiu stretched his lips: "......"

I didn't think that I would be disgusted by her one day.

I thought of her skirt again, and her white and reddish knees underneath the hem.

Xie Yixiu's eyes flickered, and he reached out and tugged at the collar of his T-shirt.

Since he was a child, because of his training, he has not had much contact with the opposite sex of the same age, he doesn't know how to tell girls to be obedient, he can't guess what girls think, judging from the private messages Cen Yao sent to him before, he doesn't understand the ways her ex-boyfriend will chase people.

Cen Yao is beautiful, nothing to wear is not ugly, and of course today's skirt is also suitable for her, but when she asked him if he looked good, he was briefly distracted, and strange and inappropriate thoughts appeared in his mind.

She wore this, was she also seen by the male colleague she mentioned.

But Cen Yao said now that he was wearing it for him to see.

A call suddenly came in on the mobile phone, interrupting Xie Yixiu's thoughts.

He came back to his senses, put the towel aside, and slid the answer button: "Mom." ”

Yan Yun on the other end of the phone didn't seem to be able to make up his mind how to speak, and after a while, he asked, "Yixiu, how are you doing?" ”

"It's fine." Xie Yixiu said.

Yan Yun pondered and got to the point: "I heard your father say, you told the team that you want to retire?" ”

I don't know who sent the message to his father Xie Zheng, but Xie Yixiu didn't deny it: "Well, I asked the engineer for some information." ”

"What I mean to your father is that you are not in a hurry to make a decision," Yan Yun lowered his voice, "Your father was not very happy, so he specially called the manager of your team and said that he would not agree to let you be an engineer." ”

Xie Yixiu didn't speak, and he had the impression that his father Xie Zheng would always be such a tough style.

His F1 career began with his father investing tens of billions of dollars to buy him a team, when he first entered the team, he was questioned as a paid driver, the outside world was not optimistic, and the original members also secretly excluded him, but his father directly increased the investment after learning about it, and also went to meet the team manager in person, after which no one dared to disagree with his opinion, but he would still comment lightly from time to time, the prince has money in his family.

He gritted his teeth and trained again, occasionally returning home, asking his father if he could not use money to oppress people, Xie Zheng told him lightly that everything in the world is the same as F1, as long as you can reach the destination, the means are not important, and winning is the truth.

Later, he did shut up those people with his strength, and also changed the blood of the whole team, signed the person he thought was more suitable, and got very good results, but looking back on his dark youth, he still felt that his father didn't understand him.

I didn't understand it then, and I still don't understand it now.

didn't get a response from his son, Yan Yun persuaded softly: "Yi Xiu, don't you think it's a pity if you give up?" Do you remember when you almost died in the ring in your first year, and I didn't want you to continue, but what did you say when you faced reporters? ”

Xie Yixiu remembered, of course he remembered, Cen Yao had only repeated it to him not long ago.

That statement impressed everyone, but he wanted to break it.

Yan Yun did not force Xie Yixiu to give her a definite answer about whether she could not retire now, but changed the topic and asked: "I haven't had nightmares lately, I won't dream of it...... It's been a year in a dream, isn't it? ”

Xie Yixiu knew that what she avoided was the name of Mersman.

"Not anymore." He said.

Yan Yun said: "That's good, don't pick the string of beads first, wear it for a while, and wait for me to go to the temple to make a vow." ”

Xie Yixiu said okay, and after hanging up the phone, he stood ruthlessly for a while, dried his hair, and sat on the sofa.

The phone shook, and it was the team manager who sent him a WeChat message and asked him if he had time to chat.

Xie Yixiu replied, saying "I'll talk about it in a few days".

He could imagine what the other party was going to talk to him, and since he said goodbye to the field, everyone around him was repeating the same thing to him, saying pity, regret, and not worth it.

Of course, he understands that it's just that there are so many regrets and regrets in the world, why is this one of his extremely unworthy.

Xie Yixiu didn't want to think about these overwhelming questions anymore, he found the chat page with Cen Yao from the WeChat message list and clicked on it.

Cen Yao was holding his mobile phone to watch a video of a food exploration in Shanghai, and when the blogger picked up a lightning puff and sent it to his mouth, a new message popped up at the top of the screen.

Sanmo: "Beautiful. ”

Cen Yao's breathing suddenly flapped.

It doesn't matter how the taste of the puffs suddenly became unimportant.

She pressed pause to open the message box, and the two words from Thornmer stayed on the screen, unsure if he meant what she thought.

So Cen Yao asked, "What?" ”

He should be next to his phone at the moment, and the message will come back quickly-

"Didn't you ask me if my dress looked good, I forgot to tell you at the time."

"Beautiful."