The Hottie

Chapter 7

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Thanks for the first time I found that boys can cook so deliciously.

Her mother usually does the cooking at home. Although her father occasionally helps out, his cooking skills are not flattering. The cousins of her relatives are also not touching the spring water. So when He Lin brought up a bowl of fried rice, she straightened her body subconsciously.

However, the fried rice in front of me is bright in color and fragrant. Every grain of rice is covered with soft egg yolk, and it is paired with green beans and green vegetables. It can be said to be quite tempting.

Seeing that she was motionless, He Lin asked, "What's the matter? Are you still worried that I'm going to drug you inside?"

Thank you, I quickly shook my head.

Of course... no, she was just a little shocked.

Few people can cook by themselves now, and she can only cook porridge and instant noodles.

When her mother asked her to come to Helin's house for dinner in the morning, she had no hope at all.

did not expect-

Thanks, scooped up a spoonful and stuffed it into my mouth,

It was as delicious as it looked.

She ate a few mouthfuls in silence, then looked up to see He Lin standing opposite with a water glass, staring at herself intently. He coughed a few times and asked, "Are you the only one in your family? Do you often cook by yourself?"

He Lin nodded and hummed.

Thank you and asked: "Where's your father?" She was in this house, and there was no trace of the male master.

The smile on He Lin's lips slowly disappeared, his expression was indifferent and solemn.

"He's been gone for a long time," he said.

Thank you, I obviously misunderstood the meaning of this sentence. The fingers holding the handle of the spoon were tightened, guilt was revealed in his eyes, and he didn't know how to swallow a mouthful of rice in his mouth.

After a while, he finally swallowed and said:

"sorry."

He Lin was indifferent, leaning against the dining table, bent his lips to change the subject: "Is it delicious?"

Thank you and nodded vigorously.

"Then eat more." He Lin said, if he could reach it now, he would definitely reach out and touch the top of her head. She looked more in need of appeasement than he, as if the person whose scars were exposed was not him, but her. "My mom just called back and said she and your mom might not be home until seven."

It's only five fifty, and there's still an hour before they come back.

Thank you lightly.

I don't know if I realized that I said something wrong, or I was really hungry, for the next time, I thanked him and didn't open my mouth to speak.

He Lin is watching a DVD in the living room. After she finished eating, she took the initiative to take the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash.

He Lin said: "You don't need to clean it up, just leave it there and I'll do it."

But thanks, I didn't hear it.

His house and Xie Lie's house have completely opposite structures. The living room faces the dining room, and the kitchen is just across the bar. Inside are bedrooms and a study.

Thank you for being familiar with the road, and when He Lin walked over, she had easily finished washing the chopsticks and bowls.

It's just that the cabinets in Helin's house are really high. Thank you, I stood on tiptoe for a long time, but I couldn't reach the edge of the cabinets.

He Lin stood by the door and smiled softly. When she tried to open the cupboard again, he reached out to take the bowls and chopsticks from her hand, and asked, "Do you also do housework at home?" He meant her clumsy hands.

"No." Xie Xie breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly. Her family's housework has always been contracted by her father, but she asked, "Didn't your hand hurt?"

He Lin's body suddenly stopped, and his arms raised in the air froze.

He looked down at her, "How do you know?"

Thank you and said: "Just now you used your left hand to serve rice and hold chopsticks. Although you specially wore a wrist guard, you still subconsciously protect your right wrist." After finishing speaking, she raised her head and asked reverently: "You Is it seriously hurt?"

For a moment, He Lin didn't know how to speak.

The girl in front of her had dark eyes and a caring tone.

It's clearly those small details, but she can keenly capture them.

He never told anyone why he wore the brace.

I always thought it was well covered up.

He Lin was stunned for a long time, lowered his eyes, and chuckled:

"Not very serious."

That's good.

Thank you. There was almost no doubt, and I didn't ask much. After helping him pack his things, he walked to the entrance to say goodbye.

He Lin sent her out of the door. When she got home, she realized that she had forgotten all the snacks and candies she bought next door.

Forget it... Thanks for thinking about it.

Consider it a thank you gift for him.

The next day thank you, I got up early as usual, and went downstairs with Helin to practice English.

Now that He Lin has explained the reason to her and explained the difficulties to her, it is not easy for her to say no. And she's good at English, which doesn't do anyone any harm.

So in the flower garden downstairs in the community, I saw a girl holding a book and reading seriously.

A tall boy next to her was running around the flower garden, and when she got stuck, he would occasionally make a sound to remind her.

The sound is clear and moist, like a spring hitting a stone.

The morning sun was shining brightly, casting on the two of them, shining in the thin mist.

Even the adults who passed by to work couldn't help casting emotional glances.

The weekend passed like this, and soon it was Monday.

Thank you this time. I am very lucky. I didn’t wait too long for the bus.

When she arrived at school, she was the first one in the world.

There was no one in the class. She waited for a while before people came in one after another. Most of the weekend homework was not written to make up (chao) homework.

Thank you. Although I have changed classes and am still the class monitor, I have long been familiar with this kind of behavior and turned a blind eye to it. Xie Xie felt that her lectures were boring, and she started to lose her mind after listening for a few minutes. Today, however, he sat upright, took notes and listened very carefully.

Those previously clueless grammars also seem to be less hideous.

After the English class, Chinese, mathematics and biology are next.

Soon the morning was over, Xie Xie went to the cafeteria to eat with the girls in the same class, and then went back to the classroom to rest.

The doors and windows in the classroom are closed, and the air conditioner is turned on very low.

Their school is not strictly controlled, and multimedia is used casually. Boys often use it to play videos at noon.

Today was a horror movie, with eerie sound effects and a dark environment. Thank you, I didn't hold on for long, and walked out of the classroom with a water glass.

Outside the classroom, Lan Shaoqin was leaning on the railing and talking to another boy.

Seeing her coming, he smiled and said, "I see."

Xie nodded and stood on the other side.

Lan Shaoqin asked: "Why are you not in the classroom, isn't the movie good?"

Thank you and said: "I don't like it." Then asked him, "What about you?" Why did you come out

He scratched his hair and smiled evilly: "I think it's too stuffy inside, so come out to get some air."

Is it really breathable? Xie Xie looked at the white soot falling from his fingertips, but did not speak.

For some reason, I remembered the scene of buying cigarettes in Helin in the neighborhood supermarket that day.

Did he smoke it himself? Or help someone buy it

Thank you, I can't figure it out.

When she was in a daze, Lan Shaoqin stepped up to her side and asked sideways: "Little Zhi, my dad and your dad are having a party this weekend, can you please say something nice to me at the dinner table? "

Xie Xie turned to look at him and asked, "What did you do again?"

He pointed at his hair, looking like a rogue, "It's not because of this, the grade director sued my dad. My dad threatened to beat me up and deducted a lot of pocket money from me."

Thanks to Wen Yan, only then did he realize that his hair had been dyed silver-gray again at some point.

The original mint color disappeared without a trace, and the silver color was extremely light, almost transparent in the sun.

… No wonder his dad wanted to beat him up.

Lan Shaoqin's father and Xie Lie's father were classmates in junior high school. Later, one joined the army and the other went into business. The relationship is not unfamiliar, and they have been good friends for many years.

So Xie Xie and Lan Shaoqin have known each other since they were very young. They are in the same school in elementary school, middle school and high school.

It was only in high school that they started being in the same class.

Thank you, it's easy to talk, and I agreed without thinking too much.

Lan Shaoqin was so happy, he stretched out his hand and rubbed her head and said, "My little cicada is the best."

Xie Xie bent down to dodge, but he still couldn't dodge, and he succeeded viciously.

"Hello… "

Xie Lie was angry and was about to resist when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

At the back door of the heavy management class next door, I saw He Lin standing there straight, leaning against the door frame, looking at them quietly with dark brown pupils.