Yang family.
Yang Ying held the needle awkwardly, passed it sideways, withdrew her hand with a "hiss", and was stabbed again.
She squeezed, but no bleeding.
But it hurts a bit.
"I've been stabbed so many times, will it be tetanus?" She looked at the needle in her hand, which she borrowed from Aunt Li, the servant.
Clothes are really difficult to sew. She looked at a small hole that was torn, and then she was sewn crookedly by herself. Isn't it too ugly
According to Ji Yang's temperament, he must be disgusted.
She took the scissors and prepared to cut and start again.
Inadvertently, the scissors missed the line, and instead cut a small slit on the clothes next to her, Yang Ying was taken aback.
She picked up the clothes and stared wide-eyed at the small hole through which she could see the chandelier on the opposite wall.
"..."
It used to be just offline, but now it's fine.
Her small face collapsed, she stared at the baggy school uniform with a decadent expression, she was sorry for Ji Yang.
Should I talk to him
Thinking of this, she realized that without his mobile phone number, she couldn't contact anyone at all.
Yang Ying was holding the clothes in a daze, she decided to go to Mrs. Li to mend them tomorrow!
the next day.
Zhou Di and Ji Yang were eating in the cafeteria. Yang Ying came over with a bag and sat beside Ji Yang.
"Senior, the clothes are sewn for you." She looked at him with round eyes, and put the bag beside him, "You don't even know, that needle is too difficult to sew, and I even cut your clothes to pieces , I got up early this morning and asked my sister-in-law Li for advice, and then I sewed it."
"There is no trace."
She looked like she was asking for credit.
"Clothes?" Zhou Di sipped the soup with doubts in his eyes.
Primary school girl is here again
Tenacious as a Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death.
He hoped that Ji Yang's subordinates would be merciful, but don't hurt the little girl.
"No need." Ji Yang didn't even look at the bag, and said in a cold tone, "You can throw it away."
"I won't throw it away. If you don't accept it, I'll take it home and wear it. I happen to be missing a pair of pajamas." Yang Ying continued his words.
Ji Yang: "..."
He silently picked up the bag and threw it to the other side.
Zhou Di laughed out loud, and gave Yang Ying a thumbs up, "Primary school girl, you are strong."
"I'm serious." Yang Ying looked at Ji Yang again, "I've known you for so long, and I still don't know the senior's contact information. Do you have a mobile phone, senior?"
"No." Ji Yang said with a cold face.
"But I seem to have seen it." Yang Ying looked at his trouser pocket, then raised her head again with a smile on her face, "Senior, you are lying."
Ji Yang: "..."
"Do you want to tell me? We communicate with each other so that we can contact each other conveniently." She looked at him with a delicate and lovely face.
"No need." Ji Yang turned his head away and ignored her.
Looking at him like this, Yang Ying felt a little headache and frustrated, and looked up at him.
Aggrieved and unconvinced.
"If you don't tell me, the clothes won't be returned to you." Yang Ying pouted, trying to win.
"casual."
"..."
How can there be such a difficult person
Yang Ying bit her delicate lips, and glanced at Ji Yang from the corner of her eye, who was holding chopsticks with his slender fingers.
He never made a sound when he ate, he had good table manners, he was cold and alienated towards people, and he had a noble aura about him.
"Senior, what does your family do?" She was curious, what kind of family background could cultivate such a temperament.
Hearing this, Ji Yang's face sank and his expression became more indifferent.
"Ji Yang's parents are both professors, professors of Evergrande." Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Zhou Di took over the conversation.
"Professor, it's no wonder the senior is so good at studying." Yang Ying nodded, and she remembered that Du Dong was also a professor and a history teacher at Evergrande.
For a while, she lost interest.
In her impression, professors are more rigid and full of gentility. She used to fight against Du Dong, who was always gentle and polite, and it was all her fault.
Chen Xue said she was ignorant.
Ji Yang didn't have time to look at her in a daze. If she didn't pay attention, he had already got up and walked away without taking the clothes she put aside.
"Hey—" Yang Ying caught up with her clothes.
Ji Yang was not caught up, but Zhou Di was stopped. The other party looked cheerful and looked at Yang Ying with great interest.
To him, she was just a novelty little wild cat. In an ordinary life, he really needed such a girl.
interesting.
"Senior Zhou." Yang Ying's eyes fell on him, and she turned her head to look at the direction Ji Yang left, holding the bag in her hand.
"No." Zhou Di walked back to the classroom and gave the bag to Ji Yang, leaned on the table and looked at Ji Yang with pouted buttocks, and said meaningfully, "What happened to you and the elementary school girl yesterday? The clothes were torn."
"So intense?"
Ji Yang didn't look at him, stretched out his hand to open the exercises on the table, and looked down at the questions.
"Your old man is really pure and ascetic." Zhou Di sighed, and sat down beside him, "Whenever a little girl like this comes to chase me, I will agree immediately."
He leaned back, put his feet on the desk, looked at the ceiling, "Old Yue, I also want sweet love."
Ji Yang remained indifferent.
"Since you don't like it, how about I go after it? I think, I'm not bad looking, maybe the elementary school girl will move on." Zhou Di sat up again, looking at Ji Yang, with hope in his eyes.
He didn't want Ji Yang to focus on his studies. He studied based on his mood, but he had a good brain, and he always insisted on the last place in the "Rocket Class".
A proper "guardian".
"Shut up." Ji Yang glanced over with a cold gaze, and lifted his thin lips, "You talk too much today."
Zhou Di watched him doing the questions, shut his mouth and didn't continue talking.
He doesn't bother a master student to solve the problem.
Don't dare to bother.
evening.
When Ji Yang went home, he took out the dress from his schoolbag, and the part where the thread was off was indeed sewn up.
He turned the clothes over, and there was still a small hole on the right side, but it had been sewn from the inside.
It can't be seen from the outside.
Yang Ying's hands and feet are clumsy, and he doesn't expect her to be able to sew anything. In the previous life, the two had already lived together when they were sophomores in high school.
There is a washing machine for laundry, a dishwasher for washing dishes, and a robot vacuum for sweeping the floor. She has learned to cook for two years.
At that time, she was so stupid that she often let the kitchen knife cut her hands, Wu Wu stood aside and covered her fingers, what was he thinking at that time
I felt a little distressed, but I also felt that she was stupid.
He walked over to open the closet, hung his school uniform inside, took out his pajamas, and went to the bathroom.
Yang Ying said that he wanted to use his school uniform as pajamas.
According to this little girl's temperament, she really will.
When the two lived together, she liked to wear his clothes the most, saying that she liked his smell very much.
At that time, I thought the girl was stupid, but I didn't say anything.
Time flies.
Yang Ying chased Ji Yang intermittently for more than half a month, but found nothing, and he was still indifferent.
Duan exam is here.
I don't study at ordinary times, I am flustered in the exam, and I am looking for ways.
Shen Yi's performance was the most obvious. During evening self-study, she was cramming and reciting ancient poems.
Yang Ying was lying on the desk, bored in every possible way.
"Didn't the teacher say that the exam will definitely be taken here? You still don't memorize it?" Shen Yi spread out the pre-exam outline in front of her.
"A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water anymore." Yang Ying dragged her voice out, "Now that you pass the final exam, you can't do well in the final exam, and you can't do well in the college entrance exam. What's the point of dying?"
"...It seems to be the same." Shen Yi actually felt that she was right.
"The college entrance examination is the result." Yang Ying yawned as she spoke, stretched out her finger and pointed at the stack of books in front of her, and pursed her mouth, "My result is the same whether I study or not."
"You really want to go abroad?" Shen Yi said reluctantly.
Yang Ying changed her position and continued to lie on her stomach, "It's been arranged a long time ago, so it's useless for me to say anything."
The Yang family is all abroad, and Yang Han helped her take care of it before she died. After the college entrance examination, she will go abroad immediately. The grades are not important, and what she studies is not important.
The Yang family also only wanted her to return to the Yang family and leave Chen Xue.
It doesn't matter to her anymore, she has no family for a long time, but she just moved from one place to another.
"Then you're still chasing senior Ji? It's definitely impossible, okay? You'll have to break up sooner or later, so why waste your energy?" Shen Yi continued to flip through the book and came up with this sentence.
Suddenly, this awakened Yang Ying, and she said after a while, "Isn't there still more than two years?"
"That is also to be separated."
"I didn't think so far." Yang Ying pursed her mouth and scribbled on the book with a pen. She didn't realize until the get out of class was over that the densely written words were all Ji Yang's names.
During the exam, you have to join the class to take the exam.
Half of the first year of high school was going to the second year of high school, and half of the second year of high school was coming down for the first year of high school entrance examination. When Yang Ying saw the exchange class posted on it, her eyes suddenly shrank.
She looked down quickly, almost laughing out loud.
Class 1, Grade 2, Yang Ying-Ji Yang.
God help her, okay
The day before, Shen Yi saw Yang Ying smiling, giggling while looking at the textbook, she was extremely helpless.
Some people are afraid that they have been poisoned by the name "Ji Yang".
And, not shallow.
When changing seats at the front, Yang Ying still pretended to pack her pen and paper, quite seriously.
She tied a ponytail today, revealing a small face, which looks cute and even lively.
When I entered Class 1 of the second year of high school, I sat down next to Ji Yang very skillfully and put down my stationery bag.
She turned her head and looked at him, trying to see the expression on his face.
However, a certain person has always been cold and ruthless. He looked ahead, and there was a pen on the table, turning a blind eye to her.
"Little luck before the exam." She took out a bubble gum and put it in front of him, "For you."
"Take it away!" Ji Yang glanced at the pink wrapping paper on the table, frowned, with an ice-cold expression.
"You don't like bubble gum?" Yang Ying tilted her head, and put another candy in front of him, "What about this one?"
"Take it!"
"I bought these specially for you. There are all kinds of flavors." She took out two more from under the table.
One is lychee and the other is orange.
Ji Yang didn't take a second look.
"Okay, students be quiet, now we're starting to distribute the test papers, which side is the second year?"
"What about freshman?"
…
Two invigilators walked in, lifted the sealed test paper on the stage, put it down, and then cut it open with a knife.