Saving The Villain Boy

Liang Xiao's face was instantly flushed with these words.

The cautious thought that was pierced was like a deflated ball, softly blocking the gushing thoughts, leaving the brain blank.

He tried to explain, but accidentally bit his tongue, took a breath of cold air, and hurriedly said, "No."

Yan Qiwei was amused by him and continued to ask, "Then why are you awkward? Don't you know what is the relationship between me and Zheng Zeyu?"

After finishing talking, even I felt ashamed, what kind of classic scumbag line in the film and television series, or the kind that insists on pretending to be pitiful and white after stepping on two boats.

Seeing Liang Xiao's face getting redder and red, Yan Qiwei stopped the bad thoughts of teasing him in time, holding back a smile and handing over mineral water: "I am teasing you, don't be shy."

He was obviously relieved, but his movements were still tense and restrained. After thanking him, he gently took the water bottle and walked back to the classroom with her.

When the bottle cap was unscrewed, there was a clear "click", and Yan Qiwei raised her head in response. From her perspective, only the white and slender neck of the young boy could be seen, and a faint crimson cloud appeared from the movement.

The Adam's apple rolls up and down when drinking water, and a few drops of water roll off the neckline and fall into the shadow of the sweater.

Youth is so good.

She took a happily breath, how fortunate to be able to accompany her sweetheart through the most youthful and immature period.

-On the other hand, Yan Qiwei, who is on the other side of the motherland and is one year younger than Liang Xiao...a straight steel girl who is only attracted by games and food, nothing to mention.

This time he stayed in Liang Wei's body for a long time, spending more than half a year.

After winter and spring, a brand new summer is ushered in. In the second year of high school, the division of arts and sciences was implemented. Yan Qiwei, Liang Xiao and Zheng Zeyu all chose science, while Guo Mengmeng was in the liberal arts class.

Even if the classes are different, the soul of Zheng's secret love has not been wiped out. Instead, it has become more prosperous because of "distance produces beauty". Whenever he has time, he pretends to pass by Guo Mengmeng's class inadvertently and is familiar with him. We are affectionately called "the flat-headed mushroom peeping outside the window."

Although people who don't know his details think this is a bad **** who plots badly.

Liang Xiao's thinking in science is very strong, and after sub-subjects, he rushed to the top five of grade; Yan Qiwei has been careful to maintain the original master's relatively good but not advanced middle and upper reaches. The biggest difficulty in each exam is not to do the questions, but to get the score Control in a reasonable range.

Life is not easy.

In addition to studying, Liang Xiao's interpersonal circle has also expanded a lot. He finally stopped being overly resistant to physical contact with others, and gradually began to take the initiative to meet new friends, occasionally with a little smile on his face.

He smiled and Yan Qiwei raised her lips.

In this way, even if this body dies in the future, she will not be able to accompany him, and the young man who was once a thousand miles away will no longer be lonely.

In the absence of her.

The gift that Yan Qiwei gave him on his birthday was used to the greatest extent. During the six months, Liang Xiao’s points rewards have been kept constantly. Fortunately, she has enough pocket money to avoid losing her private money by her gift ideas.

In the latest round of the lottery, the one selected was "Wander around the city."

This is a very broad proposition.

Although it has been a year since he came to the imperial capital, Liang Xiao's activities are often restricted to the two points and one line between the school and the house. Even if he goes out on holiday, he always picks up by private car.

After all, he still knows very little about the city.

They bought a map of the city and started a purposeless city stroll, starting from No. 1 Middle School of the Imperial Capital.

The campus was full of vitality in the beginning of the end and the beginning of the summer, and the light breeze quietly passed the branches on tiptoes, blowing away the mottled and messy shadows of the trees. The unknown little white flower floated around in the air, the sweet fragrance infiltrated the air, and even the breath was sweet.

A wide variety of flowers and plants were planted on both sides of the road. Yan Qiwei plucked a bunch of red flowers and stuffed the end of the flowers into Liang Xiao’s mouth: “You can breathe hard, and you can taste very sweet and sweet nectar.”

She moved quickly, and her fingertips inadvertently swept across the thin mouth of the young man, more briskly than a fleeting feather.

Liang Xiao tightened her lips and sucked gently as she said. When the flower juice dripped into her mouth, the tip of her tongue fell on the place where she had just been touched.

Sure enough, it was sweet, and the trembling warm current flowed straight into my heart.

They found a long laneway that seemed to have no end not far from the school, with dense residential buildings on both sides of the road. The sound of TV shows and the noisy chats and laughs of men and women are woven into a mess of thin threads, which are randomly stuffed into the ears.

A few wild cats with pure white coats lived in the corners of the laneway. Their green eyes seemed to be erratic wildfires. When they approached, they only saw a few white shadows that flashed by, disappearing to the other side of the wall in a clear cat cry. .

Passing through the long alley, came to an unfamiliar asphalt avenue.

As the car flew past, a burst of light gray exhaust gas was raised, entrained in dust, and floated low. The tall buildings all around are like silent giants, silently casting a heavy shadow, swallowing up the sunlight.

At noon, when the sun was at its worst, the entire imperial capital turned into a huge steamer, and the ground was steaming hot.

In order to temporarily escape the heat and fill up their stomachs after a long journey, the two chose a home-style noodle restaurant.

Yan Qiwei ordered a bowl of scallion noodles without scallion. The boss looked up at her with a weird expression. Liang Xiao probably wanted to help her out, and said without thinking, "Me too."

…Although it didn't seem to have any effect, it was just two strange people.

"I have been here for more than ten years and I have hardly heard such a strange way of eating." The boss shook his head and smiled. "I didn't expect to meet three at the same time today."

"Three?" Yan Qiwei was taken aback, "Who else?"

The boss raised his chin towards a corner of the shop: "That's it."

Where he gestured, there was a little girl sitting with her back to them.

She is petite, with a straight back, and her long hair is tied into a neat ponytail, revealing a snow-white back neck. I don't know why, Yan Qiwei always finds this figure inexplicably familiar.

Hearing the conversation here, the little girl turned her head curiously.

The delicate raised eyebrows, the small stiff nose bridge, and the slightly opened cherry-colored lips.

This is no longer the level of "familiarity".

Yan Qiwei was silent.

…Isn't this just herself in the first year of high school! !

Suddenly a person who looked exactly like him was jumping in front of his eyes, and no matter who it was, it would feel very uncomfortable.

The face that once only appeared in the mirror was removed from the two-dimensional plane and became an independent three-dimensional figure. It was only at this moment that Yan Qiwei finally had a clear understanding-it turned out that she was so good-looking.

Etc., etc.

The heartbeat speeds up suddenly, smashing the messy thinking even more.

She remembered that she did come to Imperial City alone during a three-day long vacation, and only after returning home found that she had eaten three kilograms of fat at the rate of five meals a day.

It turned out that she had already met Liang Xiao briefly at such an early age.

Yan Qiwei blinked at her and pulled out a polite smile.

The other party also smiled flatteredly.

She and Liang Xiao sat down at a table next to the little girl. The latter was almost finished, and walked slowly to the two of them before leaving: "Excuse me, excuse me. Where is the best roast duck in the Imperial Capital?"

Cub, let's not think about eating every day, okay?

Yan Qiwei shed tears in her heart like an old mother who hates iron and steel, but she can't show the slightest expression on the face, she can only reply: "Li Ji is good, and Linxianzhai is also very good. They are all in the central business district."

"Thank you!" The little girl grinned, "I'm leaving, I won't disturb your date."

After speaking, he lowered his voice and added: "Your boyfriend has been watching you tenderly, he must like you very much."

As soon as this sentence came out, the faces of both of them burst into red at the same time.

After saying this, the little girl turned to say goodbye, leaving Yan Qiwei and Liang Xiao, who were afraid to look at each other directly.

What is this called, am I assisting myself?

It's not right, if they are a couple, there is nothing wrong with it, but now this layer of paper hasn't been punctured by anyone, and she was so bluntly pointed out by her... Sure enough, no matter what she thinks, she's so shy!

They were silent for a long while, and with a tacit decision to skip this matter and avoid discussing it, they turned the topic abruptly to other aspects.

Liang Xiao finished his first scallion noodles without scallion in his life, which will surely be an unforgettable memory.

After walking out of the noodle restaurant, Yan Qiwei began to look for their current location on the city map. This map is just slightly larger than a slap, and the location mark is small and simple. She looked at it for a while and couldn't see it. She was about to give up, unexpectedly bumping her forehead into a soft object.

-It turns out that she was walking while looking at the map, but she didn't notice a telephone pole standing in front of her at all. Liang Xiao didn't notice her, and put her hand in front of Yan Qiwei in a hurry.

In this way, she hit his palm.

The boy's palm was warmed by the heat, and it was limp when covering his forehead.

He was a little helpless, but his mouth was smiling. The long eyelashes of the bright eyes are drooping, and the eyes are gentle like a pool of water. It takes no effort to dissipate the heat of summer: "Be careful."

Probably her mind was not so clear because of the heat, Yan Qiwei raised her hand and grasped it when Liang Xiao was about to withdraw her palm.

After holding it, he didn't even know the reason for doing so, so he simply put his head down and breathed in his hand, trying to put on a casual tone: "Does it hurt?"

This cold breath spread in the most sensitive part of the palm, arousing a commotion in the heart, the young man subconsciously breathed, and curled up his fingertips.

Then she heard her raise her voice as if she discovered the New World: "Wow, I never noticed that your hands are so big."

Yan Qiwei said, putting the palm of her right hand on top of him. The girl's fingers were long and white, but they looked extra small compared to him.

The scars on Liang Xiao's hands have long since faded away. The joints are distinct, slender and strong, but they are too pale, and the blue blood vessels under the cold white skin can even be seen in the sun.

She curled her eyes and smiled: "Your hands are so hot, are they too hot?"

The soft touch in the palm of his hand twitched his heartstrings, but Liang Xiao did not respond.

Then slowly put her fingers together, wrapping her entire right hand in her own hand.

It's really small, it can be wrapped with a light hold.

This movement was gentle and abrupt, Yan Qiwei's body was shocked, and her heartbeat accelerated violently.

This, this, is this... holding hands?

The horse in his heart took off his rein and ran rampant unscrupulously, as if he would break free from the imprisonment and break out at any time.

She didn't dare to look up to see what Liang Xiao's expression was like, her gaze that was nowhere to rest drifted around, and finally hurriedly landed on the zebra crossing that was steaming with white gas.

A vehicle hurried past, like a large mushroom moving at high speed, or a dark light... Thoughts were uncontrollably messed up, and suddenly Liang Xiao increased his fingertips.

Yan Qiwei took a deep breath and lifted her heart.

-He didn't even have the courage to jump, hanging softly in the air.

Liang Xiao said in a very small voice: "Let's go."

"Huh? Oh."

She paced forward following his footsteps, smiling at the corners of her mouth like a flood bursting through the dam, and she couldn't stop her head overflowing.

Can't laugh, can't laugh!

Yan Qiwei tried to flatten the corners of her mouth and quietly raised her eyes.

Only then did she discover that Liang Xiao also cocked her lips silently, smirking more obviously than her.

…It seems okay to laugh.

When the heat on her face gradually faded, she finally regained her ability to think normally.

A weird thought came up, Yan Qiwei touched her nose, and asked him pretendingly, "Liang Xiao, what do you think of the girl you met in the noodle shop?"

This is a proposition.

Liang Xiao showed a confused look, and she hurriedly explained: "I, I think she is very cute, I don't know if you like that type."

He answered decisively: "I don't like it."

Oh. Babbled.

Yan Qiwei wanted to blow her head, asking what kind of weird question, she could clearly guess the answer.

Liang Xiao didn't understand the reason for her somber expression, so she paused and added: "...You are cuter than her."

Xiao Miao, who was lingering in her heart, regained her life because of these words. She pursed her lips and smiled secretly. Forgive him this time.

A leisurely day passed unconsciously. She never expected that there were so many beautiful but hidden corners hidden in the city—or perhaps, the city itself didn’t have too many shining points, which made her feel unsustainable. It is the person who accompanies me.

Until she went home and lay on the bed, she seemed to still have the soft and warm touch of the teenager's fingertips in her hands. Yan Qiwei covered her head with a pillow, the corners of her mouth rose wildly, and she rolled happily.

At this moment, the familiar pain sensation once again eroded the internal organs, and it was time to return to the original time and space.

A second before she became unconscious, she thought shiveringly, how should she face Liang Xiao after she was sober?

The answer to this question is that people are shameless and invincible, just bite the bullet.

Yan Qiwei had almost finished freshening up in the bathroom of the bedroom, and after opening the door, she actually faced Liang Xiao who was out at the same time.

There was silence.

His face was visibly flushed with naked eyes, like a young man who was at a loss, his eyes turned around and returned to her, his voice trembling faintly: "I'm sorry last night."

Then he continued to say in a hesitant, unconvincing tone: "... Weiwei?"

He, no, yes, forget, remember.

The brain exploded in an instant, Yan Qiwei recalled the kiss last night, awkwardly covered her face with her hand, and looked at him through her fingers.

"You, don't be shy." She was confused and confused. "If you were shy, I would also be embarrassed."

Liang Xiao when he is awake is more sensible, more reserved, and...prone to shyness than when he is drunk.

He sighed, the roots of his ears were still red, smiled in relief, and then stepped closer to her.

Every step struck her heart with great precision.

The ambiguous atmosphere was smeared and diffused by the early morning sun, but before Liang Xiao approached, there was a sudden sound of footsteps on the stairs.

The young man's smiling voice came lazily: "Surprise! Sister, are you still sleeping?"

Yan Qiwei raised her gaze and saw Yan Ziluo ascending the stairs.

He saw her at a glance and made a chuckle at his sister's **** face, and said in a joking tone: "What's the matter with you, little sister? His face is so red, isn't it Jinwuzang..."

Before he could speak, he noticed Liang Xiao standing on the other side of the corridor.

Yan Ziluo: The smile freezes.

"I'm sorry to disturb you! Sister and sister husband, take your time!" The young man bowed exaggeratedly ninety degrees, "Little brother, take a step back!"

"Wait…"

Yan Qiwei was even more embarrassed by the name "brother-in-law", and she didn't have time to explain, so she went downstairs to her convenience.

Then Yan Ziluo yelled carelessly from downstairs: "Parents, it's not good! Yan Qiwei is in the golden house! This is too much for children!"

The author has something to say: I have always wanted to write about the Shura field where the future and the past meet hahaha. Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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