i was my mistake

"Why do what-"

"Uncle, I'm really angry!" Wan Qing covered her with the quilt, and then patted her butt vigorously.

Ye Chen, who was lying on his stomach, couldn't turn over, because Yi was holding her down tightly at this moment.

"Pfft ha ha ha - I surrender!"

"I want to surrender, there's no way!" Wan Qing's green eyes flashed a sly smile, she lifted the quilt abruptly, and then stretched her 'evil' hands towards her creaking nest.

Ye Chen was so itchy that he couldn't breathe.

It was not until she almost lost the strength to breathe that Wan Qing finally stopped.

The bed was also messed up, the bedding fell to the floor, and the sheets were crumpled.

She was lying on her back, gasping for breath, crystal saliva flowing out of the corner of her mouth uncontrollably, as if she had just finished a strenuous exercise, she almost rolled her eyes.

"You, you...you wait!"

"Why, are you still not convinced?" Wan Qing reached out to the soles of her feet this time, and scratched again.

"Ah, no! Pfft, haha—itchy to death..." Wan Qing grabbed Ye Chen's sole and scratched it quickly. The latter was crying and laughing, almost on the verge of 'collapsing'.

Wan Qing has long wanted to do this to girls.

I heard that girls are very sensitive and are very ticklish, and when they scratch their itch, they will show... a very interesting expression.

She looked at the flushed Ye Chen, shook her head vigorously, and threw out those strange and terrible dirty thoughts.

"Phew... I can't do it anymore." Ye Chen clutched his belly and staggered up, "It's like running [-] meters... Hey, I feel a little cramp."

"This is punishment, do you dare next time?"

"cut."

"Ok?"

"Don't dare, dare not!" Ye Chen hurriedly waved his hands, and fled into the bathroom as if flying.

Wan Qing couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled lightly.

There are very few people in this world who can be absolutely devoid of emotion and desire.

When she was an uncle, Wan Qing had experienced so many things that she actually hated most contemporary women.

And this disgust will never fall on another self.

No matter how much you hate iron for steel, it's not the disgusting disgust that wants to kill her—even if you say it occasionally, it's just to scare her.

"Oh, why didn't she become a woman, and I continued to be a man..." Wan Qing muttered, remade the bed, and covered the quilt again.

The sweat from the strenuous exercise just now was gradually dried by the wind, and the street outside the window seemed to be returning to silence again.

Ye Chen pushed open the door and walked in. When he saw Wan Qing staring at him, he shrunk his neck subconsciously.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of dealing with her, he walked over slowly.

"Hands are wet, climb up again when they are dry."

"Oh." Ye Chen curled his lips, took out a napkin to dry his hands, and rolled into the bed with a grunt.

The inside was already warmed by Wan Qing, allowing Ye Chen to straighten his legs as soon as he got in.

"I don't know if there are electric blankets for sale now, it's really cold this winter..."

"What is an electric blanket?" Ye Chen envied so many convenient things in the future, "A blanket that can be heated by itself?"

"That's right, that's what it means—your mouth is so dry, do you still have hot water?"

"It seems to be gone."

"Burn some for me." Wan Qing tilted her head and looked at Ye Chen.

"...I'm too lazy to turn on the fire on the stove."

"It's fine if you burn it too hot."

"So complicated--"

"You still want to try?"

"Just catch me and bully me, really, I'm lying in the bed!" Ye Chen muttered dissatisfiedly, and then lifted the bed again, wearing the pair of slippers that were a little too big for her now,'PapaPapa Tap' ran out of the bedroom.

Fast heating is the most common electrical appliance in this era, and people who live in rental houses use it the most.

The main reason is that electric kettles are not popular in this era. Some small rental houses are basically a warehouse for farmers’ houses. Not to mention the stove, there is not even space for an extra bed.

This cheap product that heats up quickly is therefore popular.

Its shape is very simple, that is, a metal pipe is wrapped around another metal pipe, a bit like a vine coiled on a tree.

On the top is a perfect replacement for the cork, suitable for most hot water bottle lids, after the lid is closed, and the plug is plugged in, it can be heated.

It can boil water, and the principle is actually similar to that of an electric kettle.

But the problem is that there is no automatic stop function, if someone forgets and boils the water dry, it can easily catch fire and cause a fire.

In this chaotic era where people seek to survive in various ways, many things are in a state of disorder, and people will only pay attention to them if there are enough problems.

It gets hot quickly and is gradually banned from use, but in fact, there are still people who secretly buy and sell it.

It wasn't until low-priced electric kettles hit the market that it was quickly phased out.

Therefore, in many cases, the ambiguous prohibition is meaningless, because it only prohibits the superficial phenomenon, but does not solve the root of the problem.

"Ye Chen! Look at it burning, don't burn it dry."

"Got it—" Ye Chen dragged out his voice.

It was so hot that the water was boiled very fast, she mixed some cold water with the boiled water, poured it into a cup and brought it to Wan Qing.

"It should be warm."

"Hey, you're so nice? You even mixed cold water for me, did you spit in it?"

"Don't judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!"

Wan Qing showed a smile, drank the warm water in one gulp, and put it on the bedside comfortably: "Then thank you."

"It's so rare that you still say thank you."

"I'm actually quite polite."

"Oh, yes, I believe it." Ye Chen drooped his eyelids, turned off the light with a snap, and got into the warm blanket as if avoiding a ghost, "Dad hasn't come back yet."

"Well, he should be working late today, and probably for several days."

"How do you know? Why isn't it always like this in the future?"

"Stupid you, of course it is to investigate the market and see when there are the most people. If there are almost no customers in the later time period, or no customers at all, then there is no need to open so late. If it is midnight, there will be a lot of people. Guests, then you can consider opening a little later."

"So that's how it is...Wan Qing, aren't you good at doing business? Why didn't you make money by doing business before?"

"Idiot, it is not always profitable to do business in any era, it depends on whether there is that channel and door. Later, doing business is basically just working for the landlord, and you can't make a few cents at all-especially in that time and again. In this era, you have to figure out that even if you don’t open the door, the rent is still paid.”

"Is it really as exaggerated as you said? It may be..."

"Oh, yes."

"I can't imagine." Ye Chen pouted her pink mouth, "Ah... the future will always get better and better, how can it go backwards."

"Heh, at this time, I have to say a few words that I can't even post on the Internet."

"However, I think, I may also understand you a little bit. If that's the case, there will be a feeling of disillusionment."

"What kind of weak faith is that of yours?"

"Huh? Is it your turn to say this kind of talk?"

"It's because I am qualified to say it."

"I will never be the same as you, I am extremely firm!"

"You are so extreme."

"...I can't say enough about you." Ye Chen gave up helplessly, "Really... you have something to say no matter what."

"However—" Wan Qing narrowed her eyes in the darkness, tilting her head to look at the neon lights outside the window, "But since we have started all over again, we absolutely cannot say that there is no possibility of any change in the future, and there is always hope."

"what……"

"Don't look at me with that look, who doesn't want hope, and who likes to fall into despair."

"Well……"

"Although the butterfly is weak, the wind it blows may really change the course of the ships at sea."

"What's wrong today, you're so optimistic?"

"You kid looking for a beating?"

"You're talking about a kid. What does it have to do with me? I'm not a 'boy'."

"what?"

"I'm a girl now~"

"Don't be gross, can you? It's disgusting——" Wan Qing suddenly got goosebumps all over her body.

Ye Chen snickered as if he had succeeded: "Hey, you've done this before, I just used my own way to treat another person."

"Be normal, don't be so sissy, I'm afraid."

"However, I am indeed a girl now, so it is impossible to pretend to be a man deliberately."

"Then maybe one day your psychology will change into that of a woman."

"Let's change..." She sighed, "Maybe I'll feel better this way."

"You kid is too spineless."

"Making trouble for no reason, rolling around and spitting, don't have any backbone."

"Okay, then do you want me to teach you how to be a girl?" Wan Qing sarcastically said.

"It's almost as good as I teach you..."

"..."

……

11. Scarred

Even if she does it all over again, Wan Qing will feel that she is already old.

Probably really old - mentality.

Or maybe she just simply likes watching the sunset.

Just after school, there is no need to clean the sanitation today, so I left the classroom early.

It is a rare feeling to walk out of the school with a swarm of students. This feeling is really nostalgic.

There are several small stalls at the school gate, selling some fried snacks or interesting new gadgets.

Ye Chen was attracted by a group of people who were spinning spinning tops. He stood aside and watched, unwilling to even move his footsteps.

So Wan Qing simply sat leaning on the back seat of the bicycle, tilting her head to look at the setting sun.

What impresses me the most every day is not when I arrive at school, but when I leave school.

Thinking about it carefully, there are many memories about school, all of which are pictures after school.

The orange-red afterglow slanted over the teaching building which was not too high, casting a slanted shadow.

The blue window panes reflect the light, making people squint when looking at them.

Zhao Jinyu just dragged the bicycle out and pushed it slowly: "What's the matter, where is Xiao Yezi?"

"Over there." Wan Qing pouted at the boys spinning tops, "I'm fascinated by it."

"Pfft, why is she so interested in boys' games?"

"Fun things are probably gender-neutral."