struggle in a small town

Chapter 36 Who Are You Thinking Of?

The two chatted while eating.

The customer next to him didn't know how much they had changed. When the waiter came to remind her, Zhang Xuejiao realized that it was almost two o'clock and the store was about to close.

Lin Zhiyuan rushed to pay the bill, but she gave him a stare and stopped.

The two walked side by side to the parking place.

After midnight, there are still many shops operating on both sides of the food street.

Through the misty windows, the diners inside can be seen pushing and changing glasses.

It is indeed a food street, no matter what time you come, you will never miss it.

Feeling cold, Zhang Xuejiao put her hands into the pockets of her down jacket, thinking angrily, how could she forget the time while chatting?
And after getting up in the morning and working all day, I was sleepy in the afternoon, but now I feel refreshed.

Thinking about it, without paying attention to the road under her feet, Zhang Xuejiao stepped on the ice and fell backwards uncontrollably.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Lin Zhiyuan put his arms around her waist: "Sleepy?"

Zhang Xuejiao hurried out, yawned embarrassingly to cover up: "A little bit."

Lin Zhiyuan looked around and found that a small supermarket opposite was still open: "Go to the supermarket and wait, I will drive over."

"No. In the middle of the night, I'd better stay with you."

Lin Zhiyuan frowned slightly: "Then be careful where you step."

"Ah."

The rest of the road was completed with Lin Zhiyuan's reminders from time to time.

Zhang Xuejiao kept her head down most of the time. On the one hand, she was looking at the road. On the other hand, she always felt that her waist was weird.

After living for 28 years, no one has touched that place except Zhang Yuqiao who has nothing to do to tease her.

Today, Lin Zhiyuan actually hugged her.

And judging from the feeling just now, this guy's arms are quite strong.

It's just that he can't remember whether he showed his muscles in short sleeves in summer.

I didn't pay attention at all.

Get in the car, warm up the car, Zhang Xuejiao put her hands on the air conditioner outlet to warm up.

Lin Zhiyuan looked at her tender little hands and felt that she lacked a pair of gloves.

And it has to be cashmere, which is light and warm.

Well, I'll go shopping tomorrow.

The return trip is quick.

Lin Zhiyuan parked the car on the side of the road, and was about to unbuckle his seat belt when Zhang Xuejiao stopped him: "It's too late, it's not safe for you to walk back, you should stop at the gate of your community."

"It's okay, just a few steps."

Looking at the empty main road, Zhang Xuejiao always felt a little uneasy: "If not, you can send me back first, then drive the car away, and just come back tomorrow."

Of course Lin Zhiyuan agreed.

One loan and one return, two more opportunities to contact.

A fool would not agree.

In the name of safety, Lin Zhiyuan sent Zhang Xuejiao into the elevator and watched her go upstairs.

Delicious.

Not only do you know which building she lives in, but also which floor she lives on.

There are only two households on each floor, and any knock has a 50% winning rate.

Back home, Lin Zhiyuan had just turned on the light when a "ding dong" sound came from his cell phone.

I took it out and saw that it was a text message from Zhang Xuejiao: Are you home yet?

Lin Zhiyuan dialed directly.

In less than two seconds, Zhang Xuejiao connected the phone: "Are you home?"

"Just arrived."

"It's fine when I get home, then I'll go to bed."

Lin Zhiyuan really wanted to say a few more words to her, but it was really too late, so he said goodbye reluctantly: "Good night, have a good dream."

"Good night."

Lying on the bed, Lin Zhiyuan recalled today's experience, and felt that Xiaoxue was suitable for him.

In the past, the relationship was not close enough, so she always had some concerns when speaking.

The two chatted for five or six hours today, and they didn't feel boring at all.

I don't know how her brain circuits are so long. Many ordinary things will become much more fun when they come to her mouth.

And just now she said "good night" for the first time.
Lin Zhiyuan turned over and closed his eyes contentedly.

Go to sleep and continue to work hard tomorrow.

Although she slept very late, Zhang Xuejiao still rushed to the store before eight o'clock.

I just bought new goods yesterday, so I have to sell them before the year.

It's worthless after a year.

I forgot the time in my busy schedule, and when I had time to catch my breath, it was past ten o'clock.

Holding the water glass, Zuo Ting asked casually, "Sister Jiao, did you eat hot pot yesterday?"

"Yeah, how do you know?"

"Your hair smells like hot pot."

Zhang Xuejiao touched her hair: "So exaggerated? I was too tired last night and didn't wash my hair."

"Going with your boyfriend?"

"He's not my boyfriend."

Zuo Ting couldn't help laughing out loud: "I didn't say who it is~ Who do you think of?"

"I..." Zhang Xuejiao became angry from embarrassment: "Aren't you free? It's annoying to hang up the missing styles."

Zuo Ting winked: "It's not a boyfriend now, but it will definitely be in the future."

"Don't talk nonsense."

This sentence, Zhang Xuejiao said very without confidence.

After all, I chatted with Lin Zhiyuan for several hours last night, and the chat was very pleasant.

Zuo Ting looked at the door with a smirk: "Brother Lin, you are here."

Zhang Xuejiao was inexplicably nervous, and turned around quickly, only to find that the door was empty.

Not to mention people, not even a ghost.

Zuo Ting ran outside: "I'm going to the toilet."

Zhang Xuejiao shouted at her back angrily: "You want to die!"

When Zuo Ting's back disappeared from the corner, Zhang Xuejiao turned back to the shop restlessly. Could it be that she was really interested in Lin Zhiyuan?
Otherwise, why are you so happy to hear that he is coming?
It feels so strange.

Both anticipation, apprehension, and some fear and entanglement.

Zhang Xuejiao couldn't figure it out, she just felt that she was inexplicable.

When Zuo Ting came back, Zhang Xuejiao was hanging clothes with her back to the store door, and Lin Zhiyuan just walked to the store door.

"Brother Lin, you are finally here."

Zhang Xuejiao thought that Zuo Ting was messing with her again, so she didn't turn her head back: "Stop making trouble, hurry up and help."

Lin Zhiyuan was full of question marks: "What's wrong with me?"

When Zhang Xuejiao got nervous, she couldn't hold the pole firmly in her hand, and her clothes fell down and covered her head.

Lin Zhiyuan walked in quickly, picked up the hanger, and hung it on the wall.

Zhang Xuejiao deliberately did not look at him with a guilty conscience: "Thank you."

Lin Zhiyuan handed over the bag in his hand: "For you."

"what?"

"See if you like it or not."

Zhang Xuejiao was hesitant to pick it up, Lin Zhiyuan stuffed it into her arms directly: "Let's see."

Zuo Ting stood at the door of the store and didn't go in at all.

Although she is young, she has seen a lot. At this time, she will not be a light bulb.

Zhang Xuejiao hesitantly took out a packing box from the bag, and seeing the pink bow tie on it, she always had an ominous premonition.

Lifting the lid, a pair of pink gloves lay quietly inside.

The corners of Zhang Xuejiao's mouth twitched, my god, this kind of pink and tender color, let alone now, she would not have chosen it ten years ago!

Lin Zhiyuan felt that it was suitable for her, and urged: "Try the size."

Zhang Xuejiao raised her head: "Giving me things for no reason, my conscience is disturbed."

"You have helped me several times before, this is a thank you gift."

"Not suitable."

Lin Zhiyuan became tough: "I bought it specially for you. If you don't accept it, I can only throw it away. Think about it, my mother is so old, this color doesn't suit her."

Zhang Xuejiao had no choice but to compromise: "Then thank you."

At the same time, she was thinking in her heart, what should she give in return?
If you don't ask Xiaoyu, she has more experience.

Lin Zhiyuan took off the scarf, and put it behind the counter: "I'll hang the clothes on the high place, you take a rest."

(End of this chapter)