Chapter 194 High School If Line: The gloves were sent to your deskmate
In the bedroom.
Xu Jialan turned on the desk lamp and put her schoolbag on the bed.
She pulled out a chair and sat at the desk.
There was a beautifully packaged box on the table.
She carefully removed the card's somewhat... ugly ribbon and opened the lid.
After seeing what was inside, Xu Jialan was stunned for a few seconds.
There was a bright red apple in the box, wrapped in a transparent bag and tied with an equally ugly bow.
There's also a... pink glove next to it?
You can still see that the stitching is a bit rough.
But the wool is still very soft to the touch.
It's just... a little ugly.
Xu Jialan opened his mouth, and a glimmer of surprise flashed in his eyes.
This…could it be that Shen Xichuan wove it?
The phone screen beside him suddenly lit up.
She looked over subconsciously.
It was a message from Shen Xichuan.
She licked her dry lips and picked up her phone to check the messages.
"Have you opened the presents yet?"
Xu Jialan paused and typed, "Just demolished."
At this moment, she was sure that the gloves were knitted by Shen Xichuan.
I just don't know why he gave her gloves.
Then, she saw that it kept showing that the other party was typing.
She didn't move, just stared at the screen.
After waiting for several minutes, a message came.
"Remember to eat the apple on Christmas Eve."
Not a word about the pink gloves.
Instead, there is a feeling that the more you try to cover up, the more obvious it becomes.
After seeing the news, Xu Jialan laughed almost inaudibly.
With a smile in her eyes, she typed, "Only apples?"
I didn't expect that after getting too close to him, I unknowingly learned some of his bad habits.
She couldn't help but laugh again.
Here, Shen Xichuan saw the message as soon as he arrived at the villa.
“…”
He was obviously stunned for a moment, then laughed helplessly.
Tsk, my little deskmate has learned bad things.
He lowered his head and typed, "Try the gloves to see if they fit. If they don't, tell me."
Okay, his little deskmate.
Then he can only indulge her.
When Shen Xichuan walked in, the doting smile on his face had not yet disappeared, and he met Madam Shen's half-smile eyes.
“…”
He was helpless, "Mom, if you stand here and don't say anything, you'll scare people to death."
Mrs. Shen took a sip of the flower tea and spoke slowly, “Did you send the gloves to your little deskmate?”
That day she accidentally saw the note in the mobile phone.
So I remembered it.
My deskmate was still young.
Quite good at having fun.
Shen Xichuan looked calm, “I gave it to you.”
Madam Shen nodded, “They haven’t replied to you yet?”
Shen Xichuan: “?”
Mrs. Shen smiled slightly and said, “If I received such ugly gloves, I might not even want to return them.”
Shen Xichuan, who was caught off guard and had his heart pierced: “…”
He was silent for a few seconds, not knowing what he was thinking.
Then he looked down at his phone.
There was indeed no reply to the message.
He paused for a few seconds, picked up his backpack, and walked quickly upstairs.
Madam Shen looked at his hurried back and raised her pretty eyebrows.
"Tsk, the child has grown up."
…
at the same time.
Xu Jialan put down his phone before picking up the gloves in the box.
The wool is so soft that you know it will keep you warm without even wearing it.
I don't know why, but there's also a faint scent of sandalwood.
It smells like Shen Xichuan.
Xu Jialan blinked.
She put on her gloves very gently.
Can't say it's very suitable.
But at least it's wearable.
It's just a little bigger than her hand.
Maybe some soft wool too.
This shortcoming can be considered negligible.
Xu Jialan moved his fingers.
Under the light, looking at the rough but warm gloves on my hands, I suddenly laughed.
What Xu Jialan didn't know was that during the few minutes when she didn't reply to the message, someone was feeling very nervous and uneasy.
Shen Xichuan stared at his phone closely.
I don’t know how long it took.
Xu Jialan replied.
It's a photo.
Here's a photo of her wearing those gloves.
Shen Xichuan reflexively clicked on the photo and enlarged it.
The slightly large gloves on the girl's hands made her hands look extremely small.
He frowned slightly and muttered, "Why is this hand so small?"
After saying this, he paused.
Isn’t it just small?
He had never held her hand, so how could he know how big her hand was?
Holding...hands?
Shen Xichuan couldn’t help but think of certain images in his mind, and fell silent, “…”
Xu Jialan typed back, "The gloves fit very well and are very warm. Thank you for the Christmas gift."
Across the screen, Shen Xichuan did not see the tangle on Xu Jialan’s face.
She only prepared an apple for him.
In comparison, it seems a bit...
Xu Jialan sighed deeply.
what to do?
When Shen Xichuan saw her message, the corners of his mouth couldn’t stop rising.
"Just like it. Remember to eat the apple."
After he sent the message, he took out the exquisite apple, washed it, looked at it for a long time, and then took a bite reluctantly.
A crisp sound was heard.
He chewed slowly.
Well, the apple my deskmate gave me is really sweet.
Here, Xu Jialan came to the kitchen with a big, red apple and washed it.
She opened her mouth and was about to take a bite when she suddenly stopped.
She lowered her eyes to look at the apple in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking.
A few seconds later, she returned to the bedroom, took out her cell phone, opened the camera, took many photos of the apple, and then ate it slowly.
As for the photos, she secretly uploaded them to the network disk.
I also created an encrypted photo album.
She deleted the photos on her phone.
When sleeping, Xu Jialan's mouth corners were always upturned.
It seemed that the sweetness of the apple brought her a sweet dream.
…
Shen's house, in the bedroom.
Under the dim light, a can of Coke, whose mist had long since disappeared, was placed on the table.
Shen Xichuan sat at the desk, tapping on his Coke with his fingertips.
He made an excuse that he was not thirsty and did not drink the Coke, but in fact he had secretly put it in his backpack and brought it back.
For some reason, he just didn't want to drink the can of Coke.
Thinking of the first time they met.
It's also about Coke.
Shen Xichuan seems to prefer drinking Coke.
He curled his lips, "Why are you so obedient?"
A deep voice echoed in the room.
But no one answered his question.
Shen Xichuan supported his face with one hand and just stared at Coke in a daze.
The corners of his mouth were always curved in a beautiful way.
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