The villain and the heroine heed

Su Yiyuan resisted the natural physiological reaction of his body, turned his head and looked at Qian Shuli with a dull gaze.

Then she took another sip of beer. Although the beer was cold, the alcohol still made her excited. She suppressed the corners of her mouth that wanted to rise, and said a word coldly and indifferently: "Oh!"

When Qian Shuli heard Su Yiyuan's word "oh", no matter how low her EQ was, she could deeply understand what Su Yiyuan was thinking at this time, and Su Yiyuan was still angry.

There was a tingling pain in her heart, like the feeling of powerlessness and suffocation when she fell into the water, which swallowed her whole, her mouth was full of bitterness, and she didn't even feel that she bit her lip.

Continue to find topics and want Su Yiyuan to talk to him, even if he has a word with himself, it would be good.

Qiang cheered up, pulled a bitter smile, and continued to ask: "Yiyuan, did you come to me this afternoon to bring me a gift?"

Su Yiyuan looked at the sky for a long time without speaking, and finally tears fell from his eyes, fell to the floor with a slap, and splashed up. The embarrassing atmosphere and silence in the air made Qian Shuli successfully hear the tears falling on the ground. The noise on the floor.

Su Yiyuan didn't turn his head back, but blinked his eyes vigorously, as if he was about to withdraw his tears, which deeply grabbed Qian Shuli's heart, and his heartache was unbearable.

"There are no gifts anymore." Qian Shuli could hear from the short five words that there was a trace of etherealness in Su Yiyuan's voice, as well as disappointment in himself.

He wanted to reach out his hand to break Su Yiyuan's face, but in the end he didn't do it.

Qian Shuli felt a bloody smell spreading in his mouth, closed his eyes and swallowed, his voice was slightly hoarse and low: "But what if I want a gift?"

No matter whether Su Yiyuan is listening carefully or not, she wants to speak out her thoughts.

Qian Shuli's cold fingertips caressed Su Yiyuan's collarbone, as if stroking a handed down treasure, with fascination, love, and fanaticism in his eyes.

As if telling someone else's story, he explained in a low voice: "When I was young, in the eyes of adults, I was always a child who didn't fit in. The girls isolated me because I was always praised by the teacher, and the boys never paid attention to me because of the difference between men and women. , I have no friends, nor girlfriends."

As he spoke, he chuckled coldly, picked up an open can of beer on the floor, took a sip, and continued: "You may not believe it, but when I was doing sit-ups in the physical education class, I even did a sit-up. I couldn’t find any helpers who could hold my instep, and I was judged as unqualified by the teacher.”

"Because I don't fit in well, my mother has been asked by teachers to talk to me since I was a child. They always say that I am withdrawn and that I am sick. The brother Zhang Yu you saw today is the one who watched me grow up. The big brother next door, he is the exact opposite of me, he is a good student in everyone's eyes, a child from other people's family, optimistic and cheerful, and I am on the same level as me."

Su Yiyuan blinked with some emotion, as if a child appeared in his mind, growing up alone, everyone around him laughed at her as a strange child, and she was gradually loved by the people around her from the appearance of loving to laugh when she was one or two years old. His attitude turned into that of a cold iceberg.

Listening to Qian Shuli explaining the story of his childhood, the emotion in Su Yiyuan's eyes did not disappear, he just shook the empty beer bottle.

Shaking off Qian Shuli's arm that was imprisoning her, she stumbled to the place where beer bottles and desserts were scattered just now, making a gesture to reopen a can of beer.

The lowered eyes glanced casually at Qian Shuli, and let out a light snort.

Just as she opened the can and was about to continue drinking, she heard the sound of Qian Shuli standing up and rummaging through her desk for something.

Su Yiyuan looked over in surprise, the movements of his hands stopped in mid-air, and he was a little puzzled by Qian Shuli's behavior at this time.

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Although Qian Shuli didn't know what he did wrong, since Su Yiyuan went to her with a smile, he went home with a dark face, uncharacteristically, he didn't look good on himself.

Thinking of when Papa Qian made Mama Qian angry, no matter if he was wrong or not, he always bowed his head and admitted his mistakes with a good attitude, which made Mama Qian smile, and even the wrinkles did not stay on her face.

At home, Qian Shuli learned this trick under the influence of Qian's father's doting on his wife. He never thought that he would use it one day, but he didn't expect this day to come so soon, and it was Su, who was the same gender as him and loved to act like a baby. One yuan.

When she saw Su Yiyuan throwing herself away and continuing to get the wine, the unspeakable guilt and heartache made her lose her voice, her brows were furrowed, and her mouth was pursed into a straight line.

Quickly stood up, rushed to Su Yiyuan's desk to find paper and pens, and saw a large pile of textbooks and exercises on her desk, and the opened test paper was full of problem-solving steps and ideas , there are comments written in red pen on it, and a collection of wrong questions is written on the notebook next to it.

The words on the notebook are still unrestrained and unrestrained, exactly the same as her signature at the beginning, but Su Yiyuan's seriousness can be seen from the neatly arranged fonts.

After a cursory look, the notebook had already recorded more than half of it. Qian Shuli restrained his thoughts and opened the drawer below. As soon as the drawer was opened, he saw the photo pasted in the drawer.

The girl inside is herself, with the same pose and hairstyle as Su Yiyuan's WeChat profile picture, but she has no impression of this photo at all.

Looking at the photo, Qian Shuli felt a deep sweetness in his heart. It turned out that Su Yiyuan, like himself, took each other as a spiritual pillar when he was busy studying, so that he had the motivation to persevere.

The corners of her mouth were raised, her eyes were bent into a pair of crescent moons, she had an urge to tell the world that she liked Su Yiyuan, but thinking of the trouble she might bring to Su Yiyuan, her eyes dimmed again.

She hasn't grown up enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Su Yiyuan, and she hopes that Su Yiyuan will not face gossip when she is with her.

Suppressing the impulse in his heart, he successfully found some blank paper and a pen, watched Su Yiyuan look at him with deep eyes, and hurried over quickly.

Kneeling and sitting next to Su Yiyuan, looking at her sincerely, said softly: "I know I made a mistake, but I don't know how to correct it, can you help me?"

Su Yiyuan raised his eyelids lightly, and gave Qian Shuli a look: "Can it really be changed?"

Qian Shuli looked at her firmly, and nodded heavily. "You say, I will remember, and I will read it silently every night before going to bed."

Su Yiyuan looked at Qian Shuli's serious appearance, suppressed the urge to rush up to kiss her, and snorted arrogantly: "Then you remember."

"Don't have too close contact with the opposite sex!" After finishing speaking, she looked at Qian Shuli seriously lying on the glass round table to take notes, and looked at the faintly visible figure exposed by her nightgown.

Feeling a little thirsty, I hurriedly took a sip of cold beer and added, "Same-sex is not allowed!"

Qian Shuli wrote down what Su Yiyuan said on the paper, and there was a hint of secret joy in his heart. Did Su Yiyuan really like his performance when he made such a request?

Handing the paper to Su Yiyuan for her to review, seeing Su Yiyuan's face obviously softened, a big stone in Qian Shuli's heart fell to the ground instantly.

Just as he was about to ask Su Yiyuan if he wanted to add any other requirements, she saw her looking at him with blurred eyes, a drowsy look, her head was still a little bit, and there was still a trace of drunkenness on her face. flush.

"Yuan? Su Yiyuan?" He called Su Yiyuan softly a few times, but there was no response.

The coolness from the tiled floor made her quite worried about Su Yiyuan's body, and she smiled dotingly at the drunk and unconscious Su Yiyuan.

Gently pulled out the beer bottle from Su Yiyuan's hand, leaned forward and wanted to hug her back to the bed.

"Hiss..." Qian Shuli took a deep breath, and a tingling sensation went from his chest to the top of his head.

Looking down, I saw that Su Yiyuan's white teeth were biting a cherry lightly or hard, and he was still grumbling in his mouth: "Qianqian has a new dog, ignore me, now even milk Everyone bullies me, woo woo woo"

When Qian Shuli heard what Su Yiyuan said after drinking, he looked at Su Yiyuan in front of him in a daze, and for a moment forgot to coax Su Yiyuan to let go.

Since when did she have another dog?She was a loner at school.

Looking at Su Yiyuan's delicate face, he lowered his head and kissed her cheek, took a deep breath, and silently recited "color is emptiness" three times in his heart, then hugged Su Yiyuan awkwardly and lay back on the bed.

Su Yiyuan opened his eyes slightly, seeing that Qian Shuli was unmoved by his behavior, and his teeth itched with anger.

He hugged Qian Shuli's neck with sleepy eyes, "Qianqian, I, I can't sleep yet"

Qian Shuli glanced at her in surprise, and coaxed softly: "What's the matter? Go to sleep, I'll watch by the side"

Hearing Qian Shuli's warm voice, Su Yiyuan screamed excitedly from every pore in his body, wanting to throw Qian Qian down.

He continued to sob and said, "But, but I haven't taken a shower yet, what should I do, I'm so dizzy that I can't lift my hands up, how can I wash?"

Qian Shuli swallowed, and immediately imagined a picture of Su Yiyuan taking a bath in his mind, his voice trembling slightly: "Then I will carry you in?"

Seeing Su Yiyuan nodding his head seriously, his delicate little face is full of gratitude, so cute that it explodes!Qian Shuli wanted to slap himself twice, because his mind was full of yellow trash!

Carrying Su Yiyuan into the bathroom, looking at the white shirt and jeans on her body, Qian Shuli was a little distressed, and before he had time to ask Su Yiyuan if he could be alone, a warm hand grabbed his wrist.

"Qianqian, can you help me, the clothes are so hard to take off~"

While talking, Su Yiyuan led Qian Shuli to put her hands on the hem of her clothes, pleading softly.

The delicate voice mixed with the crimson cheeks, and the dim lighting in the bathroom paved the way for the atmosphere.

Qian Shuli couldn't bear Su Yiyuan's gaze at all, turned his head and helped Su Yiyuan undress with stiff hands.