Can I like you?

When the two returned home, it was gradually getting dark, and there was faint starlight through the window. The small room was lit with soft lights, casting a large shadow area on the white wall.

Bai Qi just nestled on the sofa and played with his mobile phone, looking up at the kitchen from time to time, the slender and thin figure of the girl kept shaking on the wall, her hands were busy, and the pot was steaming hot.

When Bai Qi thought of Song Yao cooking for her, he couldn't hide his excitement. He casually threw his phone aside and went to the kitchen. Looking at Song Yao's drooping head, he suddenly shouted behind her, "It smells so good!" ah!"

Song Yao was fiddling with the last dish, and his hands trembled from her sudden sound. Bai Qi had already walked around to her side, looking curiously at the fragrant soup boiling in the pot, and it was about to flow out, "Corn Rib soup?"

"Hmm..." Song Yao nodded, wiped the kitchen counter with a rag, turned around to hide the smile on the corner of his mouth.

She wanted to laugh a little.

Looking at the girl in front of me with such a greedy look, I really can't imagine that she is the famous eldest sister of No. [-] Middle School.

Soon, the food was set up on a large table, and Bai Qi tapped the bowl excitedly with his chopsticks. After Song Yao sat down, he couldn't wait to run towards the sweet and sour pork ribs on the table.

It was also the first time for Song Yao to cook for others, and he was a little nervous, "How is it? Is it okay?"

Bai Qi gulped down two or three mouthfuls of sweet and sour pork ribs, and was stunned when she asked, "I ate it too quickly, I didn't taste much."

Song Yao was silent for a while, then laughed softly.

Bai Qi also laughed, feeling that he was a fool enough, "Hey, how about I try another piece?"

Then she didn't know what to think of, and quickly took the phone over and said, "No, I have to take a picture first."

Song Yao was puzzled, "Why are you taking pictures? The food will get cold after a while."

Bai Qi chuckled, "Sister Yao personally cooked for me, I must commemorate it!"

Song Yao was silent and did not speak.

She actually wanted to say, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't commemorate it, I can continue to do it for you in the future."

It's just that she didn't say it, maybe because of the sensitivity that she should have in her teenage years, she felt that this sentence was more or less inappropriate.At least, it's not suitable for her and Bai Qi now.

Too close, and they, not so close.

So, Bai Qi took his mobile phone and frantically took pictures of the meals on that table, then carefully selected a few good ones, and edited, "Okay, the sending is complete!"

Soon, Song Yao saw Bai Qifa's circle of friends on his mobile phone.

[Tonight @远姐 give me extra meals - Oye! 】

Below are a few pictures, and the meals on that table will make people's appetite soar.

Soon, a large group of people came to comment.

Wen Hao: I rely on rely on rely on!Eldest sister, are you looking for a fight in the middle of the night? ?

Zhang Qi: I have already felt the suffering in the world (weeping faint)

Classmate A: My only concern is why the two of them are together in the middle of the night?

Classmate B: Upstairs, you are not alone.

Because Bai Qi knows a lot of people, there are a lot of people who commented, some cried and scolded Bai Qi for "poisoning late at night", and some praised Song Yao for his good cooking skills. In short, most people's comments reflected the sentence "You are afraid want to be beaten."

Bai Qi flipped through the comment section and smiled, "Sister Yao, this comment is praising you—the goddess Gao Leng can cook, what kind of little angel is this? Hahahaha..."

Song Yao saw it and smiled, but it wasn't the comment. She took a beef ball and stuffed it into Bai Qi's mouth, "Stupid?"

Perhaps that night, the starlight shone through the window and shone on the two girls.

Because of Song Yao's meal, Bai Qi was in a particularly good mood when he returned home.

The light was on through the crack of the door, which meant that someone was still awake. She hesitated for a while, took off her shoes at the entrance, and got up to go in.

The living room illuminated by incandescent lights is like daytime, but it is deserted at night. Surprisingly, there is no one in the house.

Bai Qi was inexplicably relieved, and was about to enter his room, but was suddenly bumped into Lin Xiaoying who came out from the opposite room.

"Are you back?" Lin Xiaoying stood at the door, so thin, there was always an indelible sadness between her eyebrows, and there was always a light blue mark on her cheeks.

What Bai Qi hates the most is her incompetent and cowardly appearance.

Fucking like Lin Daiyu.

Bai Qi didn't answer, but noticed the red and swollen wound on her forehead, couldn't help frowning, "He hit you again?"

The tone was cold and suppressed anger.

Slowly burning.

Lin Xiaoying sighed and did not speak.

Bai Qi thought that Lin Xiaoying was beaten because of her, thought of that man's distorted face, thought of her own incompetence, the anger in her heart suddenly exploded uncontrollably, and she picked up the stick next to her and was about to pass Lin Xiaoying into the house.

"What are you doing?!" Lin Xiao asked

Bai Qi didn't let go of the stick in his hand, and yelled at Lin Xiaoying, "Get out!!"

Lin Xiaoying finally couldn't hold it anymore, and cried, "He is your father!! He is your father!"

Maybe it was too tired, too angry, Bai Qi was dragged into hype by her, but suddenly sobered up at that moment.

In fact, sometimes, you find sadly that there are really some things in this world that cannot be changed.

Such as family, such as destiny.

She suddenly felt that she was very much like Bai Yehui who was going to hit her with a stick this morning. This thought shocked her so much that the stick in her hand fell to the ground.

She can't be like the person she hates the most.

Lin Xiaoying held her tightly and kept saying, "He is your father...he is your father..."

Bai Qi gave up completely. Slowly and vigorously, she removed Lin Xiaoying's hand from her arm little by little, and closed her eyes in despair, "No, he's not."

He can never be.

It was a dark night outside, and the stars were faint and untouchable.The lights were still on in that home, but it was always dark.

And the cold light shone on the stairwell along the crack of the door, and Song Yao was standing behind the door.

She heard everything, but her heart was slowly turning cold.

Because of the extreme pain, I feel numb.

A door separated the two of them.

The distance is like a gap, but they are so similar.

Reminds her of those people, those distorted faces, whispering in her ear, "She's your mother."

It was past twelve o'clock, and Song Yao was lying on the bed after taking a shower. The elegant and dim light shone on her soft hair, with a hazy beauty. She lowered her eyebrows, and the chat interface of the mobile phone was reflected in her eyes .

--have you slept?

After a long time, Bai Qi finally replied a word.

--Um.

Song Yao thought about it, and typed a line "What's the matter?" Feeling wrong, he deleted it and typed a line "Good night then?"

Then I deleted it again, and repeated it several times without sending it out, and finally typed out a self-satisfied "in a bad mood?", but before sending it out, Bai Qi returned first.

——I'm in a bad mood.

Song Yao silently deleted that line, and sent her a hug emoji.

The emoticon pack is very cute, it is a red panda hugging another red panda, it is very ordinary, but for some reason, when Bai Qi saw the message she sent, he leaned against the head of the bed and smiled for a long time.

Goddess Gao Leng posted an emoji?The contrast is cute.

Bai Qi found that chatting with Song Yao could really make him feel better.

She felt that Song Yao had magic.

Magic that instantly improves your mood.

The two chatted for a while, and then said good night to each other.

After Song Yao saw Bai Qi saying good night, his fingers paused, and he typed another line slowly.

——If possible, I want to protect you.

However, Bai Qi did not receive this sentence.

Song Yao looked at the phone alone for a long, long time, and finally deleted this sentence and reposted it.

--Good night.