Ying Xixi pretended not to hear and only exclaimed after Wen Qingqing finished speaking.
"Qingqing, what did you say just now? I didn't hear it."
Wen Qingqing's face didn't look good.
"I say, Xixi, please think carefully about what I say. You must agree to me!"
Ying Xixi said calmly, "We'll see when the time comes. I'm leaving now."
Wen Qingqing watched Ying Xixi leave, her eyes filled with jealousy.
She saw someone coming out of the corner of her eye and looked over casually.
She met a pair of dark eyes that seemed to be able to see through her thoughts.
Wen Qingqing's pupils shrank, and then the owner of her eyes sneered, put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the classroom leisurely.
Wen Qingqing's heart skipped a beat. What did Zhou Ye's look mean?
Ying Xixi left the school carrying her schoolbag and walked towards home.
There are barbecue stalls and fruit stalls on the roadside, full of the atmosphere of life.
The aroma of grilled skewers wafted over, and Ying Xixi swallowed unconsciously.
I studied all night and it was really tiring. I’m a little hungry.
Let’s buy some barbecue and eat it at home.
Ying Xixi walked over, selected the skewers, paid, and stood in front of the stall waiting.
Someone walked up to her and she moved aside to make some space for him.
"Little girl, your kebabs are ready."
"Thanks."
Ying Xixi took the skewers handed to her by the boss and turned away.
She took a bite and felt it was full of technology and harsh words.
Compared with ancient skewers, modern skewers are fragrant, but they have the fragrance of essence.
The ancient barbecued skewers are the original taste of the food.
Fortunately, she didn't buy much, so we'll just have to make do with it.
Ying Xixi slowed down her pace, wanting to wait until she finished eating before going home.
Her house is only ten minutes' walk from the school, and if you are a fast walker it won't even take ten minutes.
After barely finishing the skewers, Ying Xixi threw the skewers into the trash can on the street. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a figure wearing the same school uniform as her standing not far away from her.
She also felt very clearly that the gaze falling on her came from that figure.
She turned her head and looked over.
She remembered him.
Classmate Zhou Ye.
He is tall and handsome. Besides being the school hunk, he is also known as the school bully among the gangsters around him.
So this Zhou Ye is the male protagonist of this dimension?
Ying Xixi looked at Zhou Ye walking towards her and stopping in front of her.
"You should cherish it."
Zhou Ye called her.
Zhou Ye's voice is as clear as the gurgling of water, very pleasant to listen to.
Ying Xixi looked up at him and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"Wen Qingqing invited you to dinner after school on Saturday afternoon, right?"
Zhou Ye spoke directly about this matter.
Ying Xixi was a little puzzled.
She and Wen Qingqing sat in the second row, and Zhou Ye sat in the last row.
At such a long distance, it was impossible for him to hear Wen Qingqing talking.
Could it be that Wen Qingqing told Zhou Ye this?
It seemed as if he could see Ying Xixi's doubts.
Zhou Ye continued to explain, "I didn't hear Wen Qingqing tell you about this, and Wen Qingqing didn't tell me about this either.
You may find it incredible when I say this.
Actually, I had a dream last night that Wen Qingqing invited you to go have dinner with her boyfriend after school on Saturday afternoon."
When Ying Xixi heard this, her eyes widened.
"You, you dreamed about it? And then what?"
Zhou Ye raised the corners of his lips, revealing a cool and handsome smile.
He leaned slightly closer to Ying Xixi.
"Do you believe what I say?"
The scent of lavender hits me.
Ying Xixi was about to speak when a shout came from not far behind her.
"Xixi!"
Ying Xixi blinked and turned to look over.
It was her brother Ying Xingze.
"Brother! Are you back?"
Ying Xixi called out, then turned around and greeted Zhou Ye.
"Zhou Ye, I believe what you said. We'll continue tomorrow. I have to go home. Goodbye."
After saying that, Ying Xixi ran towards her brother with her small schoolbag on her back.
Ying Xingze nodded to Zhou Ye, took his sister's schoolbag and left with her.
Zhou Ye watched the brother and sister leave, touched his chin, turned around and left.
"Brother, when did you come back?
Did you come here specially to pick me up?"
Ying Xixi looked at her brother with a smile.
Ying Xingze, a 25-year-old working mature man, rubbed his sister's hair.
"Brother came back in the afternoon, and since it was almost time for you to finish your evening study, I came out to pick you up.
Xixi, is that boy your classmate?"
Ying Xixi nodded, "Yes, she's my classmate."
Ying Xingze seemed to be thinking about something. "He looks quite good-looking, the kind of cool and handsome guy you little girls like."
Ying Xixi agreed, "Yes, Zhou Ye is the most handsome boy in our school, and many girls like him."
"So do you like him?"
Ying Xingze finally asked the question he wanted to ask in a roundabout way.
Ying Xixi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Brother, why are you beating around the bush now? Can't you just ask me directly?"
Ying Xingze touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed. "Brother, aren't you afraid that you'll fall in love too early?"
"Don't worry, there's only a month left until the exam. Even if I wanted to have a premature love affair, I wouldn't choose this time to do it.
But you, brother, every time you go home, your parents urge you to find a partner, so do you have a girlfriend, brother?"
Ying Xingze, who was outmaneuvered by his sister, had a beautiful face appear in his mind.
He shook his head. "No."
Ying Xixi shook her head and said, "Brother, don't wait until I'm married and you're still a bachelor."
Ying Xingze didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Girl, you're already thinking about getting married. It's too early for you at your age!"
The brother and sister returned home talking and laughing. Father and Mother Ying were sitting on the sofa watching TV series. When the little Bichon saw his little master coming back, he jumped to greet him.
"Xixi is back, are you hungry?
Dad will make you whatever you want to eat."
Ying's father stood up with a smile.
Ying's mother waved to her daughter, "Xixi, come and sit down and rest for a while. Are you tired?
I'll take a bath and go to bed later."
Ying Xixi picked up the soft little Bichon Frise, listened to her parents' caring words, and looked at their concerned eyes. While she felt relieved, her hatred for Wen Qingqing also deepened.
The emotions left by the original owner in her heart amplified her feelings at the moment.
Her nose felt sore and she wanted to cry.
But she still endured it.
Ying Xixi sniffed and smiled, "Mom and Dad, I just bought some fried skewers outside, but they're not tasty. I want to eat the clear soup noodles that Dad made."
“The fried skewers sold outside really don’t taste good; they use too much technology and hard work.
If you want to eat fried skewers, wait until tomorrow and dad will make them for you. You can eat them when you get back from evening study."
Ying's father said this with a smile and went to the kitchen to busy himself.
Ying Xixi held the little Bichon Frise and sat next to her mother and brother, listening to their caring words, feeling warm in her heart.
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