The young man was immersed in the fragrance of the tea and had a light dream.
There is nothing in the dream. There was nothing against him, no other being, not even himself.
There is only the scent that makes him nostalgic.
After waking up, they spent another ordinary afternoon together.
The big beauty is usually busy at work, and when she gets home from work, she is also tired of cleaning, so she saves up to do it on weekends. He wiped the table, the beautiful lady swept the floor, and muttered while sweeping that he should buy a sweeping robot. He didn't say anything, just finished his work quickly, ran over to grab the broom from the big beauty, and made the big beauty laugh.
"Is Xiaoxun going to be my sweeping robot?" The beautiful woman followed behind him and put her finger on his head, "Dibao's antenna!"
He asked, "Does the robot vacuum have an antenna?"
The big beauty opened her mouth and said, "Yes." She raised the index finger of her other hand and put it up together, "There are two."
As soon as he heard it, he knew that he was being nonsense, and he did not dismantle it, but concentrated on cleaning. The big beauty followed him enthusiastically, praising him for his diligence and ability, and insisting on putting two fingers on his head to make her treasure look cute and young.
After cleaning, he sat down to do his homework, while the beautiful woman sat across from him holding a laptop, and the two of them worked separately.
From time to time, the big beauty stood up to show her muscles and bones, went to the room to get some materials, ran to hang up the clothes in the washing machine, and walked back and forth. In the end, the big beauty made two cups of milk tea, held it beside him, and said curiously and exclaimed, "You've been sitting here writing for an hour straight."
Teenager: "Yeah."
"Not at all distracted," said the big beauty, "it's amazing."
Teenager: "Evening self-study is an hour, not surprising."
When I was in school, I had to touch the fish several times during evening self-study.
A feeling of admiration arose in the heart of the beauty. No wonder Xiaoxun's grades are so good, it turns out that he concentrates and works hard.
Even though he came so close and took the initiative to ask for something to say, he still kept his head straight and continued to solve the formula on the paper.
The big beauty was ashamed: "I'm ashamed." Then she couldn't help sitting beside him and put her hand on his shoulder, "You keep writing, I'll squeeze your shoulder!"
Unexpectedly, the boy didn't answer a word, and the speed of the pen accelerated.
The big beauty was very impressed, and gave him a serious massage for a while, and then looked at his paper.
Only then did I find that the formula written on it was already crooked, and the words on the last line were even more like a book from heaven.
He uttered, "Huh?"
The young man just put his pen down, his head was still not tilted at all, and he dared not look at him: "I can't concentrate, I'm sorry."
cute. How can it be so cute.
The big beauty couldn't help laughing out loud, she turned her hand around, held his face and rubbed and rubbed it, and then leaned in and said, "What's there to apologize for!"
It was getting late, he patted the boy on the head, stopped bothering the student who was doing his homework, and sat back to finish his work. As dusk fell outside the window, he stretched and went to the kitchen to make dinner, humming a song while doing it, feeling that he was in a very happy mood today.
It's a pity that after eating, the young man was ready to go home just like before.
The big beauty kept him for a while by washing the dishes, and then wanted to keep him watching TV with her. But the boy had already packed his schoolbag, and his attitude seemed extremely determined.
"If it's too late, the bus to my house will stop." He said goodbye to the beauty, "I'll go back first."
Actually that's not the reason.
He just faced such a temptation and felt that his heart was out of whack.
In the afternoon, he seemed to be concentrating on his homework. In fact, he didn't know what he wrote. Looking at the topic, he kept reminiscing about the kisses and hugs between them.
The big beauty was very sorry, and sighed and sent him downstairs. He was told back and forth three times to be careful on the road.
The teenager has never had a mobile phone before, and Mr. Chen just bought one for him some time ago. The big beauty sat for less than ten minutes, then took out her mobile phone and texted the teenager, "Have you gotten on the bus yet?"
The other party did not reply. Maybe it’s a good habit to ride in a car and don’t look at your phone casually.
The big beauty held her cheeks in a daze, and after another ten minutes passed, she couldn't bear it, and sent another message.
Still no reply. Probably still on the way.
Hey - the big beauty slumped on the sofa without any image. After half an hour, she thought it was time to arrive, and this time she made a phone call.
The phone rang outside the house.
The living room and the door are so close that he can still hear the sound outside the door even if there is sound insulation. The big beauty suddenly jumped up from the sofa and ran to the door. Before the door was opened, the boy answered the phone.
The familiar voice sounded beside the ear and behind the door.
"I wandered downstairs for a long time, thinking about your face all the time." The boy said, "After dozens of minutes, I still can't walk far."