If You Want To Flirt, I Will Run Away

Xia Fangyu didn't know what his mother thought. She may hate herself, she may hate herself.

Maybe disappointed with myself, maybe I hope there is no child like her?

In short, Xia Fangzheng couldn't forget what his mother said when he jumped off.

- No one will like us, and it will be all in vain in the end.

It was undoubtedly a curse, and this curse completely overlapped with Xia Fangxun's life.

She thought that her father might love her, but it turned out that it was just an illusion, thinking that her friends would love her, only to find that it was just a matter of interest...

Later, she thought that she might still have a cat—

The results of it?

Xia Fangyu has always felt that she is walking the same road as her mother, and she will die like her mother one day.

Maybe she is really the same as her mother, she is no different from her mother.

It's really suffocating...

But what can she complain about? This is retribution.

She did something wrong, she abandoned the mother who loved her.

So it became like this.

It's retribution.

... So, what's the use of regretting it now?

It would be great if time could be turned back to that day...

"Parents are not qualified to take their children to die." Qin Rou said, hugging Xia Fangxun in her arms very tenderly.

"You did nothing wrong... Xia Fangxun..."

Qin Rou's voice gradually faded away.

"Go to sleep, Xia Fangyu..."

"...you will have a good dream."

Xia Fangzheng felt that his mind became a little dizzy.

How much of what Qin Rou said is true and how much is false?

Xia Fangyu didn't know.

Whether it is false or true.

Qin Rou said what she wanted to hear.

This is actually enough.

--

In the morning, Xia Fangyu opened his eyes from Qin Rou's arms.

There were no nightmares, no sudden awakenings, and it was as peaceful as another world.

She had to admit that waking up from the smell of chocolate buttercream was something that made her feel very happy inside.

Xia Fangzheng looked at the phone.

Half past five.

It's half past five.

It's time for her to get up to run, bathe, eat...

But today, Xia Fangzheng felt that he didn't want to move at all.

She stretched out her hand to straighten Qin Rou's soft hair, and her white-looking soft ears really made her feel very attached.

Qin Rou always makes her degenerate.

It was obvious that the cat had betrayed herself, but for some reason she still wanted to stay by her side.

Really bewildered.

Xia Fangyu slowly pulled his hand out of Qin Rou's arms and separated from Qin Rou bit by bit.

It was summer, but without the soft temperature on Qin Rou's body, she really felt cold.

"..." She took a breath and slowly put on her sweatshirt.

When zipping the zipper, she accidentally moved a little louder.

"Squeak-" sounded.

Xia Fangyu looked at Qin Rou apologetically.

Qin Rou didn't move.

Xia Fangyu breathed a sigh of relief and walked out.

At this moment, a leg as fair as ceramics suddenly stretched out and wrapped around Xia Fangxun's leg.

A kitten's body temperature is always cool.

Qin Rou turned over and rubbed her eyes slowly.

She glanced at her phone while rubbing her eyes, and said in an unbelievable tone, "Mr. Xia, what are you doing when you wake up in the middle of the night?"

"...it's half past five, Qin Rou." Xia Fangzheng carefully put her legs back into the quilt and covered them.

"It's midnight at half past five."

"I'm going for a run..."

Qin Rou pulled Xia Fangyu's sweatshirt with her hand, "Then—Mr. Xia, I like to eat and wrap it in the morning, it's better to bake the crispy one..."

"..." Did the cat want her to buy it and bring it back?

Qin Rou began to push her nose on her face again.

Although, Xia Fangyu himself never expected Qin Rou to cook for him.

Stray cats always come to play and then run away.

Of course, the food must be prepared by the host.

She understands this.

But she couldn't help but want to twist her ears.

"..." Qin Rou turned her head without hesitation, smiled and hugged the pillow and started to fall asleep.

--

The first thing Xia Fangxuan did after running was to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Qin Rou standing in the bathroom taking a shower.

That posture, with its front and back upturned, is a bit like a movie.

The bathroom was filled with the warmth of Qin Rou's chocolate cream wine.

It rushed like a heat wave, and it was sweet and greasy that could not be stopped.

Xia Fangyu looked at Qin Rou with a bit of shaking.

All of a sudden my brain shut down...

"Sorry."

How did she know that she had to knock on the door to go back to the bathroom in her room...

Qin Rou took a shower last night, why do you have to take a shower again in the morning?

Why does this cat love to be clean...

Xia Fangyu closed the bathroom door pretending to have nothing to do.

She didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only swallow awkwardly through the door.

Qin Rou watched Xia Fangyu go out without saying a word, and slowly began to wash the foam on her body.

Five minutes passed.

Qin Rou came out of the bathroom while wiping her hair.

It was as if he didn't take what had just happened at all.

But Xia Fangxuan heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, and accidentally touched the baking tray with the hand he took out of the oven.

She quickly let go of the heat and turned on the cold water to rinse.

"Mr. Xia, would you like to put a little butter on it?" Qin Rou's sweet voice sounded.

Xia Fangyu was stunned for a second while rushing his hands with cold water.

Qin Rou was not wearing the school uniform, she was wearing Xia Fangyu's shirt.

Xia Fangyu is taller than Qin Rou, and her shirt is one size bigger than Qin Rou.

If Qin Rou was shorter than her, it would be fine to wear her shirt, she could still see her shirt as a skirt.

But Qin Rou is not particularly short, just half a head short. After putting on this shirt, the shirt still looks like a shirt, which makes Qin Rou's thighs look very dangerous.

looming.

this……

Qin Rou was wearing her own shirt and dangling in her field.

Xia Fangzheng felt a little feverish in his mind.

The sound of the water running on the sink sounded, Xia Fangzhen took a deep breath in her heart, and she repeatedly carried the textbook to calm herself down.

"How do you wear my clothes...?" Xia Fangzheng asked calmly.

"I only have one piece of clothes. I'll wash my clothes. After drying, I can wear them to school. Now borrow Teacher Xia's clothes to wear."

"Huh? Do you feel like your girlfriend's shirt?" Qin Rou shook before Xia Fang.

"..."

Qin Rou held her chin and watched Xia Fangyu slowly put the roasted buns on the plate with her eyebrows curved.

Xia Fangyu checked the time while putting it away.

Six thirty-five...

...

What an embarrassing time.

This time was just enough time for her to barely take a bath and eat breakfast to go to school.

Not enough to do anything else.

How embarrassing.

"..." Xia Fangzheng took out the bag in a very bad mood, and then took out the butter and cut a small piece on it.

She put Er Bao in front of Qin Rou.

"Eat quickly."

Qin Rou raised her head, picked up her hands like a kitten and took a bite.

Well-behaved.

Xia Fangxuan looked at her like a small animal and became angry again for a moment.

Qin Rou took a bite and frowned, "Mr. Xia, you baked and the bun is a little mushy here."

"..." Xia Fangzheng's anger rose again.

It was her first time in the kitchen.

Don't know how to bake and the buns take a few minutes to bake.

In the absence of experiments, she still feels that she is excellent at being able to achieve such a marginal incomplete roast.

Qin Rou said that, or put Xia Fangyu's baked bag into her mouth.

Her cheeks twitched and she was very cute.

Xia Fangyu put the coffee in Qin Rou's hand, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the **** on the corner of Qin Rou's mouth.

Xia Fangyu restrained some of his unbearable thoughts, picked up the tissue at hand and wiped Qin Rou's face.

"Mmmm," Qin Rou turned her head in dissatisfaction, "Mr. Xia, take it easy."

"……"calm.

Xia Fangyu glanced at Qin Rou who was wearing his shirt without saying a word, and his eyes accidentally fell on the pair of fair thighs.

Suddenly, she took a deep breath.

Really dying.

It's okay if Qin Rou doesn't sit, the shirt is just dangerous.

And now she sits like this, causing the already dangerous shirt to lose its practical value as clothing, exposing things that shouldn't be exposed.

Xia Fangzheng gritted his teeth.

How did she never know that her shirt could be so coquettish? It's really been played by Qin Rou!

She put the tissue that wiped Qin Rou's face aside and went to the bathroom.

While taking a cold shower, Xia Fangyu felt that there was a, no, a shadow circling in her head.

"...It's actually...black lace." Xia Fangxun buried his head under the shower with a sullen face.

It was said that the day's plan was in the morning, she regretted it, she should have gotten up earlier.

--

After arriving at school, the head teacher took up the early reading time and began to talk about the school sports meeting in early June.

In addition to the participation of all students in the sports meeting in Chengnan, two people from each class are required to join the school's sports meeting project team and become project members.

However, the members of this project, who sound very professional, are actually just doing chores.

So by this time, the classmates in the class fell into a dead silence.

No one wants to speak out, for fear that if they speak out, they will be kicked out as a strong man.

Xia Fangyu didn't listen as always. She glanced at Qin Rou, who had hurt her this morning, and found that she had actually started to sleep on the table again.

Xia Fangzheng sighed, flipped through the textbook, and began to do some questions.

"Then, let's draw lots. Since everyone doesn't want to be, let's do it in the fairest way."

The head teacher was also accustomed to the atmosphere of his own class, so he started to call up a web page with a column for generating random numbers.

He set the interval to the class size.

"Whoever is chosen is whoever is chosen, and it cannot be rejected."

The numbers above began to jump.

After slowly stopping, the number becomes "1".

...the whole class fell silent.

Everyone knows that the student number changes every semester, but the student number is arranged according to the grade.

Student number '1', doesn't that mean that person is Xia Fangyu?

Who is the next person?

Who wants to team up with Xia Fangyu?

Who dares to team up with Xia Fangyu?

Everyone quietly took a breath.

Xia Fangzheng looked at everyone's reaction, and his mood began to feel bad again.