The female star is obedient and domineering, and she has a crush on me

She held Qin Yuhuan's hand. It was May, and the weather was neither too hot nor too cold, but Qin Yuhuan's hand was like a stove, still very soft. "But your hands are also beautiful. Hey, how did you read that poem?" Ziyi pretended to be pretentious, shaking her head, "Hands like soft hair, skin like solidified fat, this soft hair is very appropriate, although I don't know what a soft hair looks like."

"You are also very interesting, Ziyi." Qin Yuhuan laughed along with Ziyi's exaggerated movements, but her laughter was as restrained as she was, and even her laughter revealed a sense of quietness.

"You haven't answered me yet, why do you always like to call me in a fancy way?"

"Do you not like it?"

"That's not the case. I just feel like the way you call it seems to be different from others," Ziyi pondered for a while, but in the end she couldn't figure it out. "I can't tell. Maybe you're an actor. The way you call it sounds like you have a genuine taste. Is this how you use the word authentic?"

Ziyi slapped her forehead and corrected herself, "It should be standard Mandarin. Your Mandarin is considered very good in Licheng. After all, I haven't met many people in Licheng who can speak standard Mandarin. The teachers use Lipu in class. When I talk to Shen Zhiming, I often speak Lipu."

Qin Yuhuan's eyes were filled with memories. "I grew up in Changping County when I was young. When I was four or five years old, my parents took me to a village below Licheng to be raised by my grandmother. Do you know Yuncheng County? The language environment I experienced was a bit complicated. Sometimes it was the dialect of a neighboring province that was equally magical, and sometimes it was a minority language. But I didn't learn how to speak it, I just understood what they said."

"I know Yuncheng County. It takes two hours to drive from Licheng. You are still in the village below, which means it is in the mountains. The houses there are far apart. No wonder you are so quiet."

Qin Yuhuan is the calmest person Zizi has ever met. She always seems to have a calmness that makes her feel as if the sky is about to fall in the next second while she will remain calm at this moment.

"No, actually I used to talk a lot," Qin Yuhuan smiled faintly, "I have calmed down in the past two years, and I feel there is no need to say a lot of things."

Since the year she graduated from college, her circle of friends has gradually shrunk, and now there are only two close friends left who she keeps in touch with regularly. Unfortunately, one stays in Licheng, and the other works in Ningcheng, which is three hours away from Jincheng by high-speed rail.

"So you have been alone in Jincheng all these years?"

"Well, as long as there are notices and plays, I can be on the road 365 days a year." Qin Yuhuan is not eager for money, but she needs it. "A few years ago, my mother was seriously ill and there was not enough money at home. I did a water drop fundraising. My classmates helped me a lot and have been paying back the money over the years. You also donated, Ziyi."

Ziyi remembered it again, and it seemed to be true. It was said to be an alumnus, and it seemed quite real. Many people forwarded it, so she also donated 10,000 yuan.

The phone vibrated, and on WeChat there was a transfer message from Qin Yuhuan, "Money is one thing, love is another, and you are the last person I owe money to."

"Do you still have money for food and rent? If not, you're not in a hurry to pay it back. Anyway, I know where you live, and you can't run away." Ziyi was afraid that Qin Yuhuan would lose face seeing that they had been in more contact recently, and would take out her living expenses to pay it back.

"Yes." As if to prove that she was not lying, Qin Yuhuan retrieved the bank card information and handed the phone to Ziyi calmly, "There are still 20,000 yuan, enough to get through until the next salary."

"Can you just let anyone see this?" Ziyi was almost shocked. She locked the screen of Qin Yuhuan's phone and said, "Is it missing something, Qin Yuhuan?"

But I still accepted the transfer of 10,000 yuan.

"I should transfer the interest to you according to the bank's interest rate," Qin Yuhuan thought for a moment and said, "But I want to be friends with you, Ziyi, are you willing to... let me pay you back the interest by treating you to a meal?"

"I think you're just short of it," Ziyi said unhappily, "Was there ever a time when I didn't want to? You're the one who treated me to this meal. Not only that, I'm also going to eat at your house. Qin Yuhuan, I thought I'd only known you for a short time, but today I discovered that you've been a part of my life for a long time. Why didn't you call me earlier? You're such a fun friend, and I'm missing out if I meet him one day later."

Qin Yuhuan chuckled and surrendered to Ziyi: "Okay, it's my fault, but my cooking skills... are really bad."

"It's okay. I'll use your kitchen and make it. Or you can come to my house and I'll cook for you. I... I should be able to do it, right?" Ziyi was not sure either, but she saw that cooking was not difficult for her aunt at home.

"You can try." Qin Yuhuan suppressed his laughter. "You learn everything quickly, maybe cooking too."

"You know it again." Seeing Qin Yuhuan was about to add more food to her, Ziyi couldn't help but move her bowl a little further away, "You should eat too. Why do you feel like a clockwork toy that only moves when I twist it?"

Qin Yuhuan: "...Are you talking about the clockwork frog?"

Ziyi laughed endlessly, "Right, the childhood of the post-00s, or maybe the post-90s, the childhood of the post-00s in Jincheng was all about computers."

She just happened to catch the trend of running away with the baby. Her biological mother did not run abroad, but went to Licheng to implement the strategy of surrounding the city from the countryside.

"I have one at home, a new one, I'm giving it to you." Qin Yuhuan remembered that she brought one back.

"You are like a treasure trove, with everything in it. If I put it in your house and put my name on it, I will come to your house to play later. If I put it in my house, I will forget where I put it as soon as I turn around. It's a pity."

Qin Yuhuan seemed serious. "Maybe, because I've always wanted to be friends with you, Ziyi, I'm a little... weird," she said.

"What's so strange about that? Wanting to be friends with me is called having good taste, how can that be strange?" Ziyi glared at the person opposite her in annoyance, "Our gold always shines."

"No, the reason I want to be friends is because you are number one and I can't beat you in the exam." Qin Yuhuan also felt that his thoughts were quite childish. "I have always been number one since I was a child. At that time, I really wanted to beat you in the exam, but later I found that it was a bit difficult."

"Qin Yuhuan, you..." Ziyi was speechless, "You are already in the experimental class, why are you still competing with me, a person in the parallel class? And I remember that I was not always first, sometimes I was tenth."

"The experimental class can't score as well as the parallel class, so they should compete more? When you were ranked tenth, I was first."

It's not that she hasn't won against Ziyi before, it's just not many times. Qin Yuhuan believes that she can be called a talented player. Some of her classmates even only sleep three or four hours a day, and get up at five or six o'clock to do a set of papers before going to school for morning reading. She works hard, but not too hard. She wants to be the first, but not to a certain extent.

So... Qin Yuhuan couldn't explain why she knew so much about Ziyi. She couldn't even explain why she always called her "Ziyi" with her full name.