deep in time

Chapter 19 (2)
Ji Nan wanted to swear, but it seemed that there was nothing he could do about this kind of principled person. Could it be that he went back and climbed four flights of stairs to the classroom to get the school badge? "Why don't you just break into the school gate?"——an idea came to Ji Nan's mind, and he quickly calculated in his brain from the aspects of position, speed, etc., but a soft and waxy voice broke the awkwardness Realistic brain computing.

"Hi, Ji Nan." Another student on duty seemed to have only noticed the movement here, and walked over gently.

"Liu Yujing."

The girl touched the tip of her nose, and a cute little dimple seemed to be filled with warmth, pouring out slowly.

The beautiful girl in front of me was the one who helped the basketball team brothers, and in the next two weeks, it seems that in the gap between training, I kept hearing about "the princess baked cookies today and asked everyone to eat together" and so on. topic, I once asked him: "Captain, do you want to go together?" I remember Ji Nan asked blankly at that time: "Is there a girl named Gong Mingzhu? What a weird name." Immediately despised by everyone, he answered solemnly: "Princess is Liu Yujing's name."

——In this world there is no imperial power, no queen, no emperor, and naturally no prince or princess.

——It’s not that you can win the title of “princess” if you are beautiful and have an IQ as high as 180.Besides, who can get such a reputation in a high school that refuses to accept anyone and has the most angry youth?Basically impossible.If so, it was a moment to witness a miracle.

Liu Yujing seemed to be exactly this incredible miracle.

"Your Highness," the boy blurted out at the thought of this, "What advice do you have?"

Liu Yujing tilted her head and said embarrassedly, "It's all because of everyone screaming."

Without further discussion on this topic, the considerate girl smiled and said, "Are you going to see Cheng Lichen?"

"How do you know?" The boy's maroon eyes were full of doubts.

"Usually you seldom leave school at noon, today Cheng Lichen took sick leave, isn't that obvious." Liu Yujing turned to look at the male student on duty, put her hands together on her chest, and begged sweetly: "Please , let Ji Nan go out of school, he forgot about something urgent."

The beautiful, kind girl who exudes the unique fragrance of a girl begged him so earnestly, the reaction of the male student on duty was completely beyond the control of reason, he nodded involuntarily, and was cheered by the girl: "You are so kind!"

I don't know why, but the girl who makes other boys fall in love looks different in Ji Nan's eyes.

——Hold your hands together, your eyes are crooked like crescent moons when you smile, it's very artificial.

——When he said thank you, there was no expression of gratitude in his eyes.

——The sweet and soft voice seemed to come out under the pressure of the throat.

But they helped you!Ji Nan pushed his bicycle, said "thank you" to Liu Yujing, and walked towards the school gate.

"Wait a minute!" He heard footsteps following him, turned his head, Liu Yujing ran up, and walked out of the school gate side by side with him.

"Well... can I go to visit Cheng Lichen too?" After a pause, the girl said as if explaining, "We are in the same class."

Just now people ran out to help you without asking the reason, isn't it too unreasonable to categorically refuse now?Besides, what excuse should I use, I can't say "No need, you and Chen are not very familiar".

That hurts so much.

The boy was silent and didn't say anything, but quickly pushed the bicycle to the bicycle repair shop 100 meters west of the school gate, installed a new pedal, and then drove the girl towards the Chenghuang Temple.

I have to admit that Liu Yujing is an incomprehensible girl.

There were lots of laughs and laughter along the way, and Liu Yujing's cold jokes were just right. She even pretended to complain about "Is it too heavy?" It makes people feel ironic.

At the fruit stall in front of the Town God's Temple, there was a long line of people who came here admiringly. A young social youth with a dragon tattoo, a shirtless shirt, and dyed yellow hair jumped into the line. Smiling with crooked eyes, he said politely and tolerantly, "Will you line up, please?"

The hostile young man gave Liu Yujing a sideways glance, then looked at Ji Nan, and at the crowd glaring at him, cursed and left without buying any fruit.

Ji Nan glanced at Liu Yujing, who smiled and kindly reminded the elderly man in front of her: "Mother-in-law, there are raised rubble in front, be careful not to trip over."

What he got was a burst of praise: "What a good boy."

Is it sensationalism or just nature?
Is she prejudiced against her or is she not simple?
The boy didn't notice that a certain line of sight in his heart was hesitantly shifting.

[seven]
A large bag of sorted pickled mangoes, sour blueberries, sugar watermelons, grapes, pears, apples, and tender green kiwis were peeled and cut into slices.

"Buy more, you can pick and choose which flavor you like the most." Said the girl who tilted her head and showed charming dimples at the corner of her mouth.

"...Haha, you couldn't be crazy about fruits and vegetables when you were a child, but now it's getting worse." The boy rubbed his brows, looked at the bag that can be described as a hill, and said jokingly.

The girl's complexion darkened all of a sudden, but soon, the dimples around her lips rippled slightly again—the change was so subtle that it was hard to notice.

"What, you are making fun of me!" The girl pretended to be puffy, and pampered the boy's shoulder coquettishly.

The hand was raised high, but it fell gently on the boy's shoulder, as if scratching an itch, and the voice in his ear was as sweet as a dream.

The atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

In the hot sun, the shade cast by the street trees and the sun-brightened street form a strong contrast, like black and white piano keys, and the bicycles carrying boys and girls are beating notes.

——Obviously there is still a certain sense of alienation, but it is not as "repelled" or "disliked" as it was at the beginning.

[Eight]
Baili ate a bowl of porridge and filled another bowl.

After she turned around, Cheng Lichen followed her figure all the time, and when Baili turned around and walked towards the sofa, he quickly closed his eyes again, like a rippling lake.

Because of Cheng Lichen's weird obsession with cleanliness, there are reasons such as "If the room smells of disinfectant, how will I sleep in the future", so the hanging water was carried out on the European-style sofa in the living room.

A carved shelf originally intended for decoration was used to hang medicine bottles.

The boy is wearing dark gray long-sleeved home clothes and is lazily nestling on the side of the sofa. The PS, books, and laptops that the boy uses to kill time are meticulously placed on the table.

Even when he was sick, the boy cleaned himself up in the same way, not to mention that when he woke up early this morning, he kept clamoring "I'm so dirty and I need to take a shower", which made Baili annoyed. , and finally took Cheng Lichen's mobile phone and pretended to call Cheng Huihuang, Cheng Lichen had to give up, but his face remained dark, like an awkward child who couldn't eat candy.

Drops of transparent liquid medicine slowly fell from the medicine tube, winding into a small river.

"Are you still eating?"

"Too greasy."

Baili ran to Ximen Street to buy the Bozai pork ribs, which were steaming and fragrant.But Cheng Lichen glanced at it lightly, and then lightly pushed Bo Zai Ribs away from his face.

Baili couldn't help suspecting that "wanting to eat Bozai pork ribs on Ximen Street" was Cheng Lichen's way of revenge for "not letting him take a bath".

On the ivory-yellow Panlong stone table, a bowl of porridge in Bailisheng gradually cooled down. Cheng Lichen looked at the half bottle of liquid medicine left, and remained motionless.

Baili had already finished the second bowl, stood up, walked to Cheng Lichen's side, picked up the cold bowl of porridge, tilted his head and said, "This bowl is already cold, let me eat it first, and I'll serve it to you later A hot bowl."

He didn't lose his temper, didn't accuse Cheng Lichen of messing around, and didn't even say a serious word, but when Baili poured the porridge into his bowl, he seemed not to care and said something: "What do you want to torture yourself? What do you think? Is this the solution to the problem?"

(End of this chapter)