The blood surged, Xianbei's brain was buzzing, and he could hardly hear what he said.
But she vaguely caught the point, his name, Chen Zhuo.
Xianbei didn't say anything, but the scorching temperature on his face never went down.
The girl's silence was unexpected, and Chen Zhuo closed the corners of his lips, his smile unabated: "It's so cute, why do you keep hiding it?"
OK, cute? !
Seems like this is the first time someone has described her like this? Is it a compliment
Maybe just being polite...
Mainly, she's not cute at all, Yuanyuan says she's a freak.
Xianbei raised her hand subconsciously, trying to cover her face.
After two seconds, it hung in the air for a while. It doesn't seem necessary... He can't see it now.
So, his forearm fell back to his side, his forehead drooped, not knowing what to do next.
Chen Zhuo observed her little bits and pieces, and then handed over the paper bag: "Your milk tea."
Senbei nodded slowly and stretched out her hands.
The sleeves of her blouse were extremely long. When they were stretched out, the sleeves covered most of her hands, revealing only the first joint of Bai Nen's fingers, and the small, round, unpainted fingernails.
Chen Zhuo sent a few centimeters forward, and the girl grabbed the paper bag with both hands...
Carefully wrap the paper bag back in front of you...
Like hugging a little pet into my arms...
In the end, he was sent to the house and then walked back to the door...
She didn't raise her eyes once the whole time.
The line of sight under the big hoodie may always be inclined at an 80-degree angle, staring hard at the toe of the shoe.
Chen Zhuo smiled lightly: "Come in, I'll help you take the garbage downstairs."
Xianbei was stunned for a moment, then reacted in a panic, no, no need.
She will feel uncomfortable when she troubles others, and she just wants to do everything she can do alone.
But the man had already bowed and carried the three bags of garbage on the ground into his hands. When he straightened up, he said goodbye: "Let's go."
His eyes stayed on the end of her bangs that leaked from her hat brim.
what!
No, I really don't need your help...
I can do it myself...
I really don't want to owe anyone anything...
Even though there were many words in his heart that were about to burst through his throat, Xianbei couldn't blurt it out.
Intangible things are stuck there, and it is futile to open up several times.
Knocking his eyelids, and seeing the man's shoe toe turning into a heel, Xianbei became anxious and reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes!
Rather than pulling, it is better to say pulling.
Because Chen Zhuo was wearing a white shirt with a stand-up collar, the hem was stuck in the waistband of his trousers, so...
Just grab that piece of fabric.
Chen Zhuo naturally noticed the slight resistance and stopped to turn around.
Xianbei quickly retracted his hand and hid it in his sleeve. Earlobes like blood droplets.
Xianbei felt even more nervous and anxious because he was afraid of delaying other people's time.
I could only put my hands in my pockets, fish and fish, and after a long time of fishing, I finally took out my mobile phone and immersed myself in typing in a panic.
"Don't help me, I can do it myself."
Senbei stood up to show the man.
Chen Zhuo fixed his eyes and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll drop by."
The girl withdrew her hand and continued to crackle: "Thank you... I still want to come by myself."
Small body, quite stubborn.
Chen Zhuo smiled, no longer reluctantly, and returned a bag.
Xianbei was relieved, took it, and stood there obediently waiting for the second bag and the third bag.
Unexpectedly, the man stepped aside and said to her, "Let's go, let's go down together."
Senbei: "..." Huh? Don't you give it all back to her
"Let's go." Chen Zhuo urged.
Xianbei was most afraid of such a tone, so she was forced to move and close the door.
A pair of small shoes took two steps, and the more Xianbei thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he stopped in front of the steps.
Chen Zhuo also stopped: "What's wrong?"
Xianbei didn't say a word, but raised his left hand slightly and hastily, probably to signal him to go first.
This is indeed the case.
When Senbei doesn't like to walk, there is a line of sight behind him.
It's like a sharp object is grinding on the spine, it's super uncomfortable...
Chen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, filtered out those puzzles, and took the lead down the stairs.
Only then did Xianbei find the room to breathe, quietly sniffed the air twice, and followed.
One after the other, one after the other,
One tall, one petite,
One is tall and straight, one shoulders slightly curled,
On the slopes one after another, walking quietly and slowly.
The corridor windows, with white light filtering in, are quite peaceful.
Xianbei liked this kind of atmosphere, and the mood that was violent at the beginning was gradually calmed down.
She bit her lower lip and couldn't help raising her eyes, silently looking at the man in front of her...
He has a broad back, a narrow waistline, and walks with long legs, which makes him uncomfortable.
Quite the opposite of her. She herself is always tied up, as if there is a circle around her that is used to imprison her. If she moves a lot, she will be stabbed by the seal.
He has both hands...
It's all her trash bags...
Xianbei's face turned red again.
It was also at this moment that the man in front suddenly turned his head and raised his chin slightly.
He was down, she was up, caught off guard and directly met his gaze.
no, it should be him...
Didn't you want to catch her peeping and see through her embarrassment? !
It's over, it's over, it's over...
Immediately, Xianbei pulled her gaze back, her heart was beating wildly, and her back was dripping with sweat.
Chen Zhuo turned his head back, without showing too much expression, he didn't seem to care.
As for the senbei, he followed him nervously.
Approaching the entrance of the corridor on the first floor, the man suddenly turned around and asked, "Is it the second time we met just now?"
He was laughing, but his accent was sincere, serious in his casualness, and respectful in his frivolity.
Xianbei's heart seemed to be beaten with a bang, and the whole person was covered in a circle for two seconds, and then he heard him calmly add a sentence.
A word that can make her red from head to toe in a second:
"Go downstairs to see the road, don't look at me."
—
For the next three days, Chen Zhuo came to deliver milk tea.
He would have a few words with her, even if he never got a real verbal response.
But the man's patience is amazing, and the two occasionally exchange a few text messages at night, as if they really became good friends.
It was the first time that Xianbei had met such a person, such a person who would never show a tired attitude when dealing with her.
—
Thursday night.
Senbei was sitting in front of the computer desk, holding the pressure-sensitive pen and sliding it skillfully on the board.
On the white screen in front of him, a human-shaped line draft that jumped into the air was gradually outlined.
The more he drew, the more bored he became. With his left hand on his cheek, Xianbei put down the pen, picked up the phone beside him, and clicked one of the messages.
The landlord's short message said that the guests who are interested in renting will come to see the house tomorrow and ask her to clean up the house.
The move to the nest is imminent, but Xianbei has made no progress and has not yet found a new place.
Yuanyuan helped her take care of the connection when she was able to successfully rent this single apartment in the city center, so she was very grateful.
However, her current economic situation means that Fudan can no longer afford the high monthly rent.
Xianbei checked his bank card balance, and instantly turned his head and sighed:
I guess I'll have to move to the outskirts of the country...
That place must be far away from the heaven of milk tea _(:з」∠)_…
It's hard to see that... um, Chen Zhuo... eh
Her face was inexplicably hot, but she just whispered her name in her heart, why was she so embarrassed
Is this name with fire
Thinking about it, it's really on fire...
hey hey hey.
After being troubled for a long time, Xianbei took up the pressure sensitive pen again.
At this moment, the phone on the side vibrated twice.
Xianbei grabbed it and took a look. Seeing that the letter was from Chen Zhuo, she immediately sat upright and opened his message as if she was about to recite the scriptures.
"I have something to do tomorrow, so I can't bring you milk tea. Someone else will come over."
Xianbei's eyebrows drooped, unable to hide her disappointment...
But still obediently knocked "OK" and went back.
Well, everyone has their own affairs, work, and life.
To understand, to understand, Senbei constantly consoles himself and relieves his heart.
Suddenly, she remembered that tomorrow was the last day for the editor to order milk tea for her.
The day after tomorrow, Zhongyi couldn't receive her order again, and she was going to move out next week. Wouldn't it be the same as before, suddenly disappearing without a word
So, you should say goodbye to Chen Zhuo in advance, right
Senbei frowned and typed:
"There are two things I want to tell you. I'm about to move out, and the milk tea should not be fixed."
send
Woo... send.
The other side replied quickly: "Farewell?"
Xianbei pouted: "Well... we have to say goodbye."
Chen Zhuo: "Are you going back to Heaven?"
Xianbei did not understand the deep meaning of this sentence for a while: "What?"
Chen Zhuo: "You said that there is no signal where you are going."
Senbei: "...No."
"Really no signal?"
"no."
Chen Zhuo: "That's fine."
Xianbei still didn't quite understand: "Huh?"
Chen Zhuo didn't answer directly, but said, "Do I want to say goodbye to you?"
Xianbei's heart clenched: "You don't need to say it... I just want to talk about it myself, just finish it..."
Chen Zhuo: "Yes."
The tip of Xianbei's nose was sore, and she couldn't help rubbing her left eye: "Then... good night, goodbye."
The man over there still does not change the speed of replying to the text message before:
"goodbye".
Xian Bei's eyebrows tightened again.
Eh? Why is there a super long space between the words "goodbye", is it solemn