Fu Shitian pushed her bicycle out of the parking garage, rode quickly to Shi Yi's front, and braked steadily. She looked at Shi Yi with a smile, wanting to tell him to get on, but when her eyes met Shi Yi's beautiful face, the words she spoke became hesitant: "Shi Yi..."
Shi Yi doesn't look like someone who would sit on the back of a bicycle.
Shi Yi had indeed never ridden a bicycle before. She said "Hmm?" and looked down at the narrow back seat. From time to time, classmates who rode back to the dormitory after class passed by her, and sometimes there would be people sitting on the back seat, either astride or sideways.
Shi Yi asked: "Will it be harder to ride you if you sit sideways?"
Fu Shitian quickly said, "No, no, just sit however you feel comfortable."
"Then I'll sit sideways."
"Okay." Fu Shitian raised his voice.
Shi Yi grabbed her seat with one hand, tiptoed on the ground, and carefully sat on it sideways. The weight of the back seat was so real, yet so unreal, as if in a dream. Fu Shitian held up her legs hard, fearing that the car would be unstable and make Shi Yi uneasy.
The palms of his hands holding the handlebars felt hot, and Shi Yi said, "I'm sitting well."
Fu Shitian turned her back to Shi Yi, looking at the two people's shadows blending into one on the ground, the love in her eyes rippled without any concealment. She said "OK" while lifting her feet off the ground and started riding.
It has been a long time since I have been riding with someone, and my body needs to regain the sense of balance with someone on the back seat. The bicycle pedals are pressed down, and the handlebars swing out of inertia.
Fu Shitian was at ease and not at all flustered, but a warm arm hurriedly wrapped around her waist while she was swaying.
Fu Shitian's breathing stagnated and her back stiffened. She couldn't tell whether it was a trembling or a sense of satisfaction, but her heart suddenly felt full as if something was about to overflow.
However, Shi Yi quickly withdrew his arms, and almost in the next second he changed from hugging to grabbing, only loosely grabbing the shirt around her waist.
The place that was embraced suddenly became light and fluttery, as if something was missing. Fu Shitian felt a sense of loss, and then a little soft-hearted.
"Don't be afraid, you won't fall." She spoke softly, steadied the car, and nimbly passed the two "tyrannical" classmates.
"I'm not afraid." Shi Yi said in a calm tone.
Fu Shitian bit his lip to hold back his laughter.
The April night breeze blew through their hair, bringing a refreshing coolness. The street lamps on both sides of the road emitted soft light. On the wooden plank road beside Bailu Lake along the way, there were sparsely sitting pairs of young lovers, and occasionally there were faint gentle whispers.
"Do you know? Egret Lake has another name." Fu Shitian pressed the brake slightly and rolled over the speed bump as smoothly as possible.
Shi Yi swung his feet unconsciously, "What?"
"Yuanyang Lake."
"You're looking forward to it?"
Fu Shitian argued, "I didn't."
Shi Yi smiled vaguely, obviously not quite believing it.
Fu Shitian blushed and changed the subject, "Didn't Lu He come to class today?"
"Well, she went home for something."
The bicycle turned and passed by the gymnasium. In front of the gymnasium, the music was lingering and melodious. Members of the ballroom dance association were practicing dancing in the open space in front of the venue, talking and laughing.
Fu Shitian thought of the student union's internal dance at the end of May and asked Shi Yi, "Are you part of the internal dance planning team?"
Shi Yi replied: "No. Are you?"
Fu Shitian said, "Me neither." She was curious: "Then... aren't you going to run for election?" It is said that the secretaries of the planning team for this dance party are all people from various departments who are interested in running for the next minister.
"No." Shi Yi said calmly, "I have no interest in these matters."
This answer is actually not surprising. Fu Shitian asked hesitantly: "Shi Yi, can I ask you a question?"
"You ask."
"I don't think you look like someone who is interested in class affairs?" Although Shi Yi has always done a good job, leading Class 6 very well, and even won the title of a five-star league branch last semester, she always felt that it was incredible that Shi Yi would be willing to take on such a troublesome position as league branch secretary given his personality.
Shi Yi understood, "Before the election, the counselor talked to me because I was a candidate for the D-level position."
"So you agreed?"
"No." She was not the kind of person who would force herself for someone who was insignificant. "My mother told me to give it a try after she found out."
Her world was in turmoil at that time. Fang Ruohua was worried that she would have wild thoughts on her own, so she encouraged her to participate more in student life.
Thinking of the chaos of that period, Shi Yi's mood was stirred again, and the comfort that had passed by his face seemed to have dissipated a little.
The air was silent for two seconds, and Shi Yi discovered that it was not an illusion. The wind was really much weaker because Fu Shitian's riding speed had slowed down - this was an uphill road.
"Let me come down." Shi Yi asked.
Fu Shitian panted: "It's okay, I can get up there."
Shi Yi grabbed her clothes and said, "Stop the car." He pretended to jump out of the car.
Fu Shitian stopped the car in a hurry.
Shi Yi landed on the ground, and under the dim street lights, he saw Fu Shitian's face flushed, with a hint of sweat on his forehead. He was clearly showing off.
Fu Shitian pushed the cart and Shi Yi walked beside her. After they passed the uphill road, Fu Shitian looked at Shi Yi expectantly.
Shi Yi changed his mind: "It's not far, let's walk back."
Fu Shitian was disappointed: "Is it uncomfortable to sit on?" It is easy to feel uncomfortable if you sit on a bicycle for a long time.
Shi Yi frowned, and suddenly had an idea: "You will know if you try it."
"ah?"
"I'll ride, you sit."
Fu Shitian looked shocked. "You... you don't know how to ride?"
Shi Yi said calmly: "You can learn it now."
Fu Shitian: “…” She hesitated for two seconds and compromised: “Then you learn first, and I’ll sit after you’ve learned it?”
Shi Yi nodded, took the handlebars from Fu Shitian, and sat on it seriously. She had long legs, and when she stepped on the ground, the whole bike was stable. It was obviously an ordinary bicycle, but her aura made it look more noble.
Fu Shitian held the back seat of the car with both hands and taught Shi Yi: "First, put your left foot up and step on the pedal. The tire will start to roll. Put your right foot up as well, and then step on the pedal again. The whole car will start to move."
Shi Yi successfully placed his left foot on the pedal.
Fu Shitian commanded: "Step on it."
Shi Yi, however, remained in the posture of stepping on something and did not move.
"What's wrong?" Fu Shitian was surprised.
Shi Yi turned around and looked at her expressionlessly.
Although he looked very cold and serious, Fu Shitian read hesitation and fear from him. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she couldn't remember the disappointment that Shi Yi didn't take her car. She wanted to laugh, and she couldn't help laughing.
It's so cute. Wasn't she so bold just now
"Fu Shitian." Shi Yi lowered his voice and called her full name.
Fu Shitian immediately restrained himself.
She looked back at Shi Yi and comforted her softly, "Shi Yi, don't be afraid. I'll hold you. It's okay."
"Just ride forward without worry, I will always follow you."
"I won't let go."
Under the tall palm trees, Fu Shitian's smiling eyes seemed as gentle as water. Shi Yixin seemed to be tickled by something, a very strange feeling that passed in an instant.
She turned her head, paused, and stepped on the pedal with peace of mind.
She believes Fu Shitian.
Fu Shitian did not disappoint her. When she was about to lose her balance, she jumped out of the car, and Fu Shitian held her firmly. The car fell to the ground, the wheels were still turning, and the two stood on the side of the road looking at each other and couldn't help laughing.
The classmates passing by looked at them with strange eyes.
Fu Shitian lowered her head to hide her face, her ears were red. Shi Yi bent over to help the cart as if nothing had happened. This was probably the most embarrassing moment in her life.
It was so stupid. But it was fun.
Two days later, on Thursday night, after lights were turned off at 11 o'clock, Shi Yi received a message from the League Secretary of Class 7, asking her if she had slept yet and if it would be convenient for her to go downstairs to get the materials that the counselor's assistant asked her to pass on. Shi Yi was working on the planning of the class's League Day activities and had not slept yet. She saw the message and replied, then got out of bed to get the materials and went to the stairwell.
In the stairwell, Fu Shitian was sitting on the steps leading to the 14th floor. In front of her was a small table with several account books, glue sticks, rulers, and a pile of messy cut papers on it.
Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, she instinctively looked up at the person who came in. "Shi Yi?"
Shi Yi was obviously stunned for a moment, frowned and asked: "Why are you not sleeping here?"
Fu Shitian said softly, "Do the manual accounting."
Shi Yi approached her, his eyes falling on the account cover on the small table, "Isn't this a course for senior year?"
Manual accounting is to simulate the business situation of a normal company in one year in accordance with the accounting system, establish a complete set of account books, and make financial report analysis tables. The required knowledge integrates the professional knowledge learned in four years, and the workload is huge, so it is generally arranged in the last year of university.
"Well, it seems to be the account set of the office director of the previous term. She failed this course last year and needs to make up for it this year. But she is busy with internship now and has no time to do it. And she is in a hurry to hand it in next week."
Shi Yi's brows furrowed even more tightly, "What does that have to do with you?" Doesn't she know how troublesome it is to do this? Just posting the receipts is enough to be difficult.
"Senior Yuan Ning asked me to help." Fu Shitian explained.
"You can refuse."
"I'm sorry..."
Shi Yi was silent.
The League Secretary of Class 7 came down, and Shi Yi handed the materials to him directly through Fu Shitian.
The footsteps faded away. Shi Yi took a step back and looked at Fu Shitian.
Fu Shitian felt that Shi Yi was a little depressed, and was wondering whether he should say something. Shi Yi turned around and left without saying a word.
Fu Shitian's words got stuck in his throat, and his heart suddenly hung in the air. Was Shi Yi a little unhappy? But did she say anything wrong just now
She no longer had the heart to cut out the receipts, and was distracted as she replayed the conversation in her mind.
no idea.
With a creaky sound, the stair door was pushed open again.
The bright light from the corridor filtered in, casting a long, thin shadow.
Shi Yi left and returned with light.
She changed out of her pajamas and asked in a cold voice, "How many months have you been doing this?"
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