Chapter 233: Hold her waist]
I don't know how long it took, but a stern voice sounded not far away.
"Which class are you from?"
At the same time, a strong flashlight shone over.
Qin Yiyang: “!”
She recognized it; it was the voice of the junior high school principal!
Before, she and Bo Canyang were not only at the bottom of the class, but also at the bottom of the entire school, and were frequent visitors to the dean's office.
This familiar feeling of oppression!
Before his brain could make a judgment, Qin Yiyang's hands reacted first.
She held Lu Yanzhi's hand and pulled him to the back playground.
The evening breeze whistled in my ears, and the air was filled with the moist scent of green grass and fragrant wood.
The news came mixed with the reprimand from the dean.
"You're not going home after school, and you're having a relationship here? Don't run away! I have to find your parents!"
She ran faster.
He completely forgot that she was already an adult, and that even if she had a relationship, her teacher wouldn't call her parents to complain.
Um, that’s not right.
She and Lu Yanzhi were not in love.
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Qin Yiyang took Lu Yanzhi to the north side of the teaching building.
There are always old desks and chairs piled here, and few people come here often.
The last time Qin Yi Yang came here, it was when Bo Canyang, who was still in his rebellious period, made the teacher angry during class, so the teacher punished him to clean the place and wipe off all the dust on the table.
This is no small project.
As his only friend, Qin Yiyang naturally had to share the same difficulties.
By the time the two of them had wiped all the tables, it was already very late. The lights in the teaching building had been turned off long ago. Without the distraction of lights, the starry sky became even brighter.
This reminded Qin Yiyang of when she was a child in the countryside, she had also seen such a sky.
Bo Canyang was so tired that he lay on the desk, his hands behind his head, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, "Where do you think we will be in three years?"
How did Qin Yiyang respond at that time?
Oh, she didn't say anything.
Because three years is too long, she doesn't know either.
Instead, Bo Canyang looked at her with a smile and said, "Then let's apply to the same university."
"Um!"
Young people's promises always carry beautiful fantasies about the future. The two exhausted young men walked with heavy steps to the sweet water shop at the school gate, drank a bowl of sweet water, and then they were resurrected with full blood.
Three years passed in a blink of an eye, and by some strange coincidence, she returned to this place again.
But she and Bo Canyang failed to get into the same university.
We are not even friends anymore.
Things have really changed.
At this moment, the Dean of Studies also caught up with them.
The sound of footsteps was getting closer, and the strong flashlight was like the red light of the supervisor in the game.
Qin Yiyang could even hear the sound of his own heart pounding.
She had been a good student in both of her lives (her grades were just so-so in this life).
I didn't expect that after I became an adult, I would be "blocked out" by the dean of studies.
[I shouldn't have hidden from the beginning. ]
"I see you." The dean's voice rang out from above their heads.
Qin Yiyang stood up reflexively.
But the next second, her waist was held down, and a soft voice rang in her ear, "She is lying to us."
His voice was very low, the air flow compensated for the vibration of his vocal cords, and one could hear the sound of the tip of his tongue pressing against the roof of his mouth and then separating in an instant.
It feels like drinking sweet water. When your teeth bite into the glutinous taro balls, it feels refreshing and sticky.
No, more like ASMR.
The irritation spread to the cranium, and finally the back began to tremble.
"The boundless horizon is my love~"
A bell suddenly rang, and Qin Yiyang came back to his senses.
It was the dean's cell phone calling.
He seemed to be in a hurry and didn't even bother to look for them, so he left in a hurry.
Qin Yiyang, who was hiding under the desk, breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice, "Did he really leave?"
"Um."
Damn, that tingling feeling is coming again.
[If Lu Yanzhi falls into poverty in the future, he will definitely become famous if he becomes an ASMR blogger. ]
Qin Yiyang crawled out from under the desk, feeling a little dry-mouthed for some reason, "No more practice, I want to go home."
"Would you like to go have a bowl of sweet soup?" Lu Yanzhi's eyes moved, "The one in front of the school."
Qin Yiyang's words of refusal stopped abruptly, "How do you know?"
She hasn't had that sweet drink for a long time and doesn't know if it's still there.
Walking along the familiar streets, I saw a solitary old house with a small blue flag on it with "Grandma Liu's Dessert Shop" written in white letters.
The name of this dessert shop is extremely unfriendly to those who cannot distinguish between 'n' and 'l'.
Bo Canyang is one of them.
Every time I come to buy sweet water, I ask for milk milk. Fortunately, the old man has a good temper and never gets angry.
Qin Yiyang couldn't help but laugh.
"Grandma Liu, two bowls of our signature sweet water, twenty yuan, right?"
"Ten yuan!" Grandma Liu smiled kindly and pointed at the red banner on the wall.
——To celebrate my granddaughter’s admission to S University, all tickets are 50% off starting today!
"You two grandparents have such a great relationship." Qin Yiyang sighed, forgetting to mention that she preferred less ice and more sugar and no raisin flavor.
Unexpectedly, when it was served, it turned out to be her taste.
She looked at Grandma Liu in surprise.
Grandma Liu smiled, her face amiable beneath her silver hair. "I remember you. You and your little classmate always came here. Later, you stopped coming, but that little boy would come occasionally."
That young man must be referring to Bo Canyang.
Speak of the devil and he will appear.
"It's all your fault. If you had looked at the bench, Yangyang wouldn't have left." Outside the door, Bo Canyang walked in while complaining, "Also, why did you come with me?"
Song Jiafeng, who was standing behind him, had an unpleasant expression on his face. "Can't I just drink some water? Who else told you to call her Yangyang? Do you know her well?"
"Of course it's done." Bo Canyang took out ten yuan, "Milk milk, give me a signature sweet water, the same as always!"
"Okay, remember, less ice, more sugar, and no raisins." Grandma Liu smiled, "What a coincidence, your little classmate is here too. You two haven't seen each other for many years, right? You were inseparable back then, and you always came to my place for sweet drinks."
Bo Canyang’s neck stiffened.
He turned around and met Qin Yiyang's eyes.
.
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Lu Yanzi, a scheming man.
After hearing Yangyang's memory about Bo Canyang, she used new memories to cover the old ones. When Yangyang came back here, the first thing she remembered was Lu Yanzi's ASMR~