To pay off my debt, the school beauty became my live-in maid

Chapter 182 Hearing the outline, I took it as the universe
It was the end of May. The buzzing sound of cicadas outside the window was the prelude to midsummer, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter.

Yan Han stood on the balcony, looking up, imagining the vibrant world outside when midsummer arrived.

Although she couldn't see anything, summer was the most important thing for Yan Han.

In spring she can smell the scent of various flowers. In autumn, if she listens carefully, she can hear the rustling of falling leaves. The symbol of winter is the crunching sound of stepping on snow.

Summer is the most dynamic season.

The cicadas chirped throughout the day, and various birds chirped in the morning and evening to tell the time.

Yan Han is often awakened by the sound of birds in the morning.

When she was young, she could often hear the singing of those so-called "beautiful" birds, such as orioles and thrushes.

Nowadays, most of them are sparrows commonly seen in cities, or the stupid-looking spotted doves.

Early in the morning, the sounds of chirping and cooing merged into one, making it quite lively.

Of course, she didn't know what these birds looked like specifically. It was Lin Shuang who connected the calls with their appearances and told her about them.

As for the spotted dove's "stupidity", it was her brothers who told her about it.

"This kind of bird just picks up two branches and uses them as a nest, and starts laying eggs on them. How stupid - just as stupid as you, Xiaohan~"

After hearing this, Yan Han reached out and punched Lin Shuang hard, "I'm not stupid!"

When thinking of this, Yan Han, who was standing on the balcony, also waved forward along with the memories.

Hit the air.

Another round of "cuckoo" sounds were heard outside.

Yan Han stood there for a while. Would a turtle dove, as stupid as her, lay eggs outside her balcony?

Judging from the sounds, it seems like there is more than one bird, calling its friends.

The birds fly in groups, not alone.

In summer, Yan Han often listened to the sounds of the outside world like this.

Match the sounds you heard with Lin Shuang's description one by one.

In my mind, I weave a vibrant scene.

Summer nights are even more lively, with all kinds of insects, birds, and small animals like frogs, performing a symphony concert every night.

There is a nighthawk in Yan Han's neighborhood. The noise it makes at night is so loud, like a car horn.

She slept soundly despite the noises.

By the way, when she just got up today, she heard the call of a magpie.

The magpie's call was not pleasant to the ear. Yan Han felt that it was just like the call of a sparrow, and certainly not melodious.

But it is a magpie after all, and hearing the magpie's call always symbolizes something good.

——So, will Shuang Gege come today?

Yan Han stood on the balcony for a while. The summer sun rose slowly until it reached an angle where it could shine on her cheeks, making her face feel a little hot. Then she returned to the living room from the balcony.

She heard Lin Shuang's footsteps.

Yan Han has been standing on the balcony since she got up in the morning, washed and packed up.

Finally, she was immersed in the sounds of cicadas, birds, and wind downstairs, as well as the voices and car horns coming from outside the community.

She accurately captured the sound of footsteps approaching from far away as they walked into the corridor of her house.

It was the footsteps of my brothers, there was no doubt about it.

Yan Han imagined him walking into the corridor and pressing the elevator.

Hopefully no one else is using the elevator right now.

Then she would be able to hear him opening the door a minute earlier, a few seconds earlier.

She heard him come in and walk up to her.

She heard him call her name, "Xiao Han."

Thinking of this, Yan Han even turned around happily. Then, there was a sound of "Aiya~" followed by a "dong!"

When Yan Han was turning around, she tripped over the table leg and fell to the ground.

She held her head in pain: I got a little carried away~
Anyway, it’s all my brothers’ fault!

The little calico cat named Huahua heard the sound and walked over slowly with cat steps.

Huahua circled around Yan Han and made sure that the stupid poop scooper was not hurt. The little kitten wagged its tail and climbed directly onto her belly.

When Lin Shuang opened the door and came in, what he saw was this harmonious scene between humans and cats.

Huahua and Xiaohan get along very well~
Why is Xiaohan lying on the ground?
He changed his shoes, walked over and squatted beside Yan Han.

"Xiao Han? Did you fall down?"

Of course, Yan Han would never admit that she was so happy that she tripped herself because she heard his footsteps.

She sat up holding Huahua, "Why are you here again?"

Ah, this time because of the fall, she became even more tsundere.

Unlike before, because I missed him so much, I almost lost my pride and was left with only coquettishness.

That's not okay.

We must stick to the character of the arrogant Xiaohan sister and not waver~
Lin Shuang smiled and said, "Of course I missed you, Xiaohan, so I came to see you."

Yan Han originally planned to pick up Huahua and sit back on the sofa.

These words made her freeze, and she stayed where she was.

Just like a computer that suddenly crashes, after a few seconds it resumes responding and all commands are executed instantly.

After Yan Han was stunned for a few seconds, her face turned red, and she turned her head away and snorted, "I don't miss you at all."

Lin Shuang happily tapped her thigh with her fingers.

What a textbook example of tsundere!
He laughed, "Then I am really a pitiful unrequited love~"

The innocent little kitten Huahua, who was hugged tightly, rolled his eyes and struggled for a few times before he broke free from the arms of the stupid shit shoveler and ran away.

Meow! What are you doing, shit shoveler?
Having lost Huahua as her "prop", Yan Han blushed and felt a little at a loss.

Lin Shuang reached out and took her little hand, pulling her up.

"Go sit on the sofa, what are you doing on the floor?"

After standing up, Yan Han struggled a little, but failed to shake off his hand, so she let him continue to hold it.

He took her to the sofa and sat down. At a glance he saw a ball of wool and the gloves he had just started knitting.

Lin Shuang said, "You started weaving so early this year..."

After learning how to knit from Lin Shuang’s mother, Yan Han would knit sweaters, scarves, gloves and the like every year.

Because she can’t see, she can’t play many of the games played by other children.

Knitting sweaters has become one of Xiao Yanhan’s favorite leisure and entertainment activities until now.

When she first started learning, she often pricked her fingers, but after knitting for so many years, she gradually became familiar with it.

Yan Han sat on the sofa for a while before finally shaking off Lin Shuang's hand and picking up the wool next to her.

"I knitted it for myself."

She said so.

Lin Shuang did not expose her and told her about his business trip to Haicheng.

I told her in detail about the prosperity I saw in Haicheng, the fireworks in the sky, and the grand music festival.

Yan Han was knitting woolen gloves and listening attentively.

The magpie outside the window called again.

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