Tao You found it strange that Song Yimian didn't look like he was joking. He couldn't help but step back. He looked at Song Yimian and felt that something had changed about him.
"Look at the question." Song Yimian felt Tao You on him, with an inquiring gaze, and without much explanation, he tapped the book with his fingertips to remind her to concentrate.
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Perhaps it is approaching New Year's Day, and it is getting colder outside. However, the depression of the previous days has changed, and the nightlife has begun to become lively again. At the food stalls on the roadside, families have begun to set up large umbrellas to protect themselves from the wind, turn on their headlights, and walk from the car. All kinds of fresh dishes were put out on the table, and in less than half an hour, the official business would begin; in the outdoor unit of the air conditioner hanging under the window sill, the fan was running continuously. The room maintains the most comfortable constant temperature, and you won't feel cold even if you wear a long sleeve.
Tao You racked his brains and thought about the questions that he had not been able to solve all afternoon. With Song Yimian's patient explanation, he solved them all in less than half an hour.
Tao You stuffed the last piece of grapefruit meat into his mouth, put down the pen, looked at the homework book that was finally filled with words, stretched out with satisfaction, and raised his hand habitually to pat Song Yimian's shoulder. He turned around again, as if it was very hot, rolled up his sleeves on both sides, and said, "Thank you."
Song Yimian put his hands on his knees and sat there motionless.
Tao You closed the book and saw that he was not ready to leave yet. His eyes were full of doubts. He frowned slightly and asked, "Aren't you going home yet? What's wrong?"
Song Yimian lowered his head and licked his dry lips, coughed a few times, and finally said, "Are you going to wear that skirt tomorrow night?" His tone was light, as if he was asking something ordinary. matter.
Tao You paused while packing up her pencil case, and glanced at the skirt placed aside. Thinking of the discomfort she felt after putting it on just now, she said vaguely, "Maybe, we'll talk about it then."
"Why do you ask this?" Tao You couldn't help but ask one more question. He had an unrealistic idea in his mind. Now it seems that he is about to come out. She was nervous and didn't dare to look at Song Yimian. She seemed to be asking casually without stopping her hand movements. But only she knew in her heart that all her attention was now focused on Song Yimian.
Song Yimian opened his mouth, stood up, picked up the empty fruit plate on the table, lowered his eyes and said, "Nothing, just a casual question."
Tao You didn't hear the answer she wanted, and was secretly disappointed, but the answer was reasonable and there was nothing wrong with it. She disguised the expression in her eyes very well, "Oh."
Song Yimian turned around and walked towards the door. After putting one hand on the doorknob, he didn't open the door in a hurry, as if he was locked there.
Tao You continued to sit at the table, holding the phone in one hand and swiping on the screen with the other. His eyes were staring straight at the glass window that reflected the scene in the room due to the light and dark reasons. He quietly looked at Song Yimian's back. Why? Can't get enough of it.
——Why would someone look so good-looking even without a specially dressed back?
Tao You once again looked at Song Yimian's back and became obsessed with it. She turned off the message ringtone on her phone, turned on the camera, gently raised her hand, and pointed the phone towards the glass window.
Suddenly, Song Yimian turned around.
Tao You quickly put down his phone, lowered his head, and swiped the screen back to the WeChat page with trembling fingers. In a panic, Tao You hit the corner of the table with her elbow, and felt a stinging pain. Tao You gritted her teeth and held her breath unconsciously. She refrained from rubbing it with her hands and could only use her shaking feet under the table to evacuate her hands. It hurts.
——Hiss, you shouldn’t have rolled up your sleeves just now.
Tao You was sweating from the pain. He was really hot now.
"Are you okay?" Song Yimian turned around and saw Tao You's slightly exaggerated movements. He didn't know what he was doing. Then, with a dull "dong" sound, he saw Tao You's elbow immediately turn red.
He frowned, strode back, put down the fruit plate, took Tao You's hand, bent slightly, and looked closely for a few seconds. After making sure that the injury was not too serious, he naturally put his other hand down as before. He rubbed it and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Tao You wiped away the physiological tears that were aroused from the corner of his eyes, and his eyes touched Song Yimian's handsome face in front of him. Because of the angle, Song Yimian half-closed his eyelids, and his long eyelashes flickered under the white desk lamp. A shadow was left behind his eyes.
Tao You was frightened by Song Yimian's gentle movements, and subconsciously took a deep breath. His nose was instantly filled with Song Yimian's unique and familiar fragrance, refreshing and refreshing.
The next second, she reacted, as if she had been burned, and suddenly pulled back the arm held by Song Yimian. She felt that there was still a bit of the warmth of his palm in the elbow, and it was a little numb. It spread to the entire arm, and even half of the body began to feel numb.
A layer of pink appeared on her face, and she stammered, "No, it doesn't hurt."
——I always felt that something was strange. The two points of patience and gentleness actually appeared in Song Yimian at the same time today. This was even more outrageous than the moon hitting the earth.
Tao You looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Song Yimian in front of him. Because he didn't know why he suddenly became like this, a touch of fear suddenly arose in his heart.
Song Yimian saw Tao You retracting her hand so quickly and hanging it aside as if she didn't want to touch it. He thought she disliked him, and recalled that Tao You had been neither cold nor indifferent to him during this period and could keep a distance.
Thinking of this, he retracted his hands hanging in the air with some embarrassment. Under his closed eyelids, he was filled with disappointment. His mouth stiffened, he straightened up, picked up the fruit plate again and walked out.
Tao You thought he was really going out this time, so he turned slightly to the side and rubbed his still painful elbow with a ferocious face. Unexpectedly, Song Yimian turned around and came back before he had taken a few steps.
"I have a question." Song Yimian asked in a deep voice, bending his fingers slightly and constantly rubbing the irregular outer wall of the fruit plate.
Turning her head abruptly, Tao You had no time to retract her expression. Under Song Yimian's gaze, she slowly closed her mouth, looked up at him, and said, "You say it." As early as Song Yimian asked her When she was about to wear that dress tomorrow, she could tell that he had been holding back something, so she wasn't too surprised now.
Song Yimian sat down again, blinked, and took a deep breath for a few seconds, as if to cheer himself up.
--nervous.
Tao You's slightly raised eyebrows represented the shock in her heart. She actually saw the three adjectives nervous, patient and gentle appear on Song Yimian's face, which remained indifferent no matter what happened, within half an hour.
——With such luck, if you buy lottery tickets now, you might even win a big prize.
"Do you have a companion for the party tomorrow night?" Song Yimian asked, as if he had accomplished a big event and he was slightly relieved.
Tao You shrugged and replied calmly, "No, someone comes to see me."
"I plan to go have a meal tomorrow." She smiled and asked, "Are you there? With Ding Dongyi?" She pretended to be relaxed and had already given herself an answer in her heart, but her hands were still nervous and used to it. Sex made small moves, such as straightening the pencil case, smoothing the curled corners of the book, touching the water glass on the side, and dusting off the eraser scraps on the table...
"She told me today." Song Yimian nodded, remembering Ding Dongyi's invitation to him in the classroom in the evening.
She didn't know if it was Tao You's misunderstanding, but she seemed to hear a hint of happiness in Song Yimian's tone.
--really. Song Yimian's attitude towards Ding Dongyi was different from the beginning, and there were not many surprises when he agreed to be her companion. No wonder he was so full of energy tonight. Even at this time, he could still be patient and help her explain the topic in a good voice. Hey, I'm going to have trouble sleeping again tonight.
Sadly sleepless.
Tao You reluctantly curled her lips in a self-deprecating tone. The answer was obvious. Why should she bother to ask it again? It would only increase her troubles.
"Ah, then, I wish you two have fun tomorrow." Tao You scratched her head, not in the mood to think of good things. She just wanted to wrap herself in the bed, stay alone, and digest the bad mood.
Song Yimian frowned, sensing Tao You's sudden loss, and replied, "I don't have a companion yet."
No companions.
——No companion? !
Tao You repeated Song Yimian's answer several times in his mind. After coming back to his senses, he looked at Song Yimian in surprise, raised his voice slightly and said, "You haven't yet...Ding Dongyi didn't invite you." Have you? How could you not..." She didn't continue. They both knew what she wanted to say.
Song Yimian sneered, put down the fruit plate, and relaxed, "I refuse."
"Why?" Tao You said these three words smoothly.
--reject? It shouldn't be.
Song Yimian suddenly raised his eyes, stared directly into Tao You's doubtful eyes, moved his mouth, and slowly uttered a few words, "Because there is someone I want to invite."
Tao You had never dared to look directly at his straightforward eyes, as if he would see through her completely in the next second, and even more so now.
The current atmosphere made her nervous. She averted her eyes and looked to one side in panic, but couldn't help but glance at Song Yimian every few seconds. When she saw that he was still staring at her, she turned her eyes away again. After repeating it several times, Tao You coughed twice and asked calmly, "Who do you want to invite?"
She had a slight suspicion, her heart was pounding wildly, and she was sweating slightly on the tip of her nose.
——The air conditioner needs to be turned down.
Song Yimian had a smile in his eyes, raised his chin at Tao You, and said with a smile, "Far away in the horizon, close in front of you."
"Tao You, can I invite you to be my companion and attend the party together tomorrow night?" His tone returned to seriousness, even with a hint of nervousness in it.
Tao You felt like something exploded in her head, causing her mind to go blank for a few seconds, unable to think at all, and her breathing stopped.
"Me?" She pointed at herself in disbelief, unable to believe what she heard. .
Song Yimian had an "I'm not joking" expression on his face, nodded, and said affirmatively, "I heard you right, it's you. It's just you from the beginning, and I didn't think about anyone else."
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