Jiang Yuqiao, I hate you to death!
—Excerpted from Cocoa Bean’s Secret Love Weibo
Zhong Keke went upstairs angrily.
He threw the three materials into the trash can at the door, and closed the door heavily, as if releasing his suppressed anger.
When the old man downstairs saw her suddenly getting angry, he was a little dissatisfied, "You're right, you're back so late, and you met Brother Qiao and said something wrong, what time is this, and you're still going out and fooling around!"
If it were normal, these words would have some deterrent effect, but now, Zhong Keke is like a small steel cannon that can be fired at one point.
Jiang Yuqiao's mobile phone is not broken, and no one has been hit by a car on the road. He has nothing, he just doesn't care.
It doesn't matter if she is angry or not.
I don't care if something happens to her if she runs out.
He would only come to the house lightly, pretending that nothing happened, continue to maintain the appearance of a good brother, and send her learning materials.
The most unbearable thing for Zhong Keke was that he said that he was fooling around with other boys.
But what about him, isn't he eating alone with other girls
Thinking of that scene, the anger and grievances in Zhong Keke's chest were mixed, like ice and fire intertwined in her body, she squatted on the ground as if she was relieved, tears fell like pearls with a broken thread .
He clearly knew that she hated Zhuo Yifan.
He clearly knew.
Just squatting on the ground and crying for a while, she suddenly remembered the three study materials on the bed, yellow, green and purple, planted there, like a silent mockery.
Zhong Keke watched with tears in his eyes for a second, stood up, and picked them up from the trash can. She didn't know what was wrong, she walked to the desk, wiped tears with her wrist, and opened the book with the best cover.
Just then, the phone rang.
Like just the right sum, Jiang Yuqiao's name flashed back and forth on the screen.
The heart was suddenly restrained by the invisible rope.
Zhong Keke was suddenly out of breath, as if all the grievances had found an outlet in an instant, and he cried even more fiercely.
However, the ringtone she had set before was terribly harsh, and after it rang for a long time, Zhong Keke finally couldn't bear it anymore and hung up the phone.
On the other side of the city, Fu Yuanhang, holding the phone, looked at Jiang Yuqiao, who was sitting in the co-pilot, "Fuck, it's a big deal, she really hung up on you."
Jiang Yuqiao raised his head and leaned on the back of the chair slightly tired. After being quiet for a long time, he opened his deep, clear eyes in the dim yellow light.
As if he had expected it long ago, he hummed in a hoarse voice, "Let her go."
The numb and monotonous weekend passed, and the midterm exams came as scheduled.
The temperature in the city dropped completely, and Zhong Keke got a bad cold because of it.
Although I don't want to admit it, it did affect her performance.
Originally, she should have been able to answer well in Chinese, but because the cold medicine was too strong, she fell asleep during the test, and of course she failed the test.
It is obviously the subject that he is best at, but it has become the one that lowers the average score, but other subjects have made significant progress.
In the office, Liu Mingde told Zhong Keke about the grades predicted in advance, and gave a pertinent evaluation, "I heard the teachers' recent reactions, saying that you performed well, this language is also an accident, just work hard next time."
Zhong Keke's severe cold was not completely recovered, and his thin body dangled in Wu Liang's fat coat, "Then can I make it into the top 300 this time?"
"Three hundred?" Liu Mingde was somewhat amused, "If you can enter four hundred this time, you will burn high incense!"
Zhong Keke was stunned.
She rubbed her nose in disappointment.
"Three hundred is not so easy to get in, but you have improved a lot this time," Liu Mingde comforted her. "Next time, work hard and pass the test a few more times."
Zhong Keke nodded shyly and turned back to the class.
She had no energy all over her body, and as soon as she returned to her seat, she lay down on the table.
When Wu Liang saw this, he immediately came over, "Brother, do you still have a fever?"
Hearing this, Zhong Keke murmured in his hat, "Your big brother, I am full of blessings, and I can't die."
Wu Liang was amused by her and asked with concern, "Are you still going to the escape room after school? If you can't, don't go. I'll take you home."
Before the exam, the monitor started to organize the game, saying that everyone would go out to play once in the evening after the mid-term exam. Zhong Keke didn't want to go, but was forced by the people around him, so he could only make up the number.
But now, she really can't go.
Zhong Coco got up from the table, "No, someone will pick me up at night."
Wu Liang asked tentatively, "Just your brother Yuqiao?"
Hearing this name, Zhong Keke's hand holding the water glass shook for no apparent reason, and his face was a little ugly, "Why do you mention him?"
Wu Liang scratched his head, "I thought you two were reconciled."
She grabbed the green medicine and stuffed it in her mouth. Wu Liang helped her to unscrew the water on the table. Zhong Keke took it and took a sip, cleared his throat, "What a fart!"
She gets angry when she talks about it.
It had been five full days since she hung up the phone last time. During these five days, Jiang Yuqiao seemed to have evaporated from the world.
Zhong Keke was really angry.
To this day, she can't tell why she is in such a big mood. Just thinking about this person makes her feel aggrieved.
But there was one thing she had to admit.
She still vaguely expected that Jiang Yuqiao would take the initiative to find her. He didn't need to say anything nice, as long as he stood there quietly and called her name, she could forgive him.
When school was over, it was rare that it didn't rain.
Zhong Keke walked to the school gate with the flow of people. Wu Liang followed behind him with a few boys not far or near, looking inexplicably ambiguous.
It's just that Zhong Keke, who was in this atmosphere, didn't notice it.
She is not feeling well, and her stomach is still a little uncomfortable.
Walking to the school gate, Wu Liang couldn't help but ask Zhong Keke, "I really don't need to take you back?"
"My brother came to pick me up for dinner."
"Oh," Wu Liang asked, "is it also from your compound?"
"Well," Zhong Keke nodded, as if remembering something, took off his clothes and returned it to him, "Thank you."
Wu Liang took the clothes back, "Then are you waiting here? When will he come?"
Zhong Keke glanced at the message Fu Yuanhang sent her, "He said he was coming soon."
Coincidentally, as soon as she finished speaking, a short whistle sounded not far ahead. Zhong Keke raised his eyes, and in a second he saw the big black G of the saucy bag parked on the side of the road.
Fu Yuanhang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, pressed the car window, stuck his head out, and shouted at her with a smile, "Coco, get in the car."
Zhong Keke tucked his clothes into Wu Liang's arms and said casually, "I'll go first, goodbye."
Wu Liang stood there dumbfounded, watching her walk towards Big G.
Seeing Fu Yuanhang up close, the little girl's pale face turned a little brighter, "Why are you wearing this coat again, it doesn't look good at all."
"You little girl," Fu Yuanhang bit his cigarette and smiled, "you never know how to praise me."
"Don't smoke all the time, it will stink."
Leaving this sentence, Zhong Keke went around the front of the car and wanted to sit in the co-pilot, but the next second, her footsteps stopped unexpectedly.
Right now, Jiang Yuqiao, wearing a dark coat, is sitting in the co-pilot, with a cigarette in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, listening to the phone in a leisurely manner.
Even if she hadn't seen him in days, she could quickly discern the clear citrus scent on him in the air and tobacco.
Zhong Coco was choked up.
I didn't expect him to be here.
Jiang Yuqiao glanced at her, cut off the cigarette, and said to the phone, "You can try this plan, but there is no guarantee of the result. That's all my advice."
Not much to say.
He hung up the phone, then turned his eyes and stared at her with a half-smile.
Zhong Keke raised his head and met Jiang Yuqiao's gaze.
The man's eyes are narrow, long and deep, clear and divine, as if he was born with a charm, but he has a gentleman's attitude on his body, which neutralizes the charm between his eyebrows.
The brief dizziness made her temporarily forget the discomfort on her body, but within a few seconds, her blood flow began to surge, and her ears became hot.
Zhong Keke looked away and walked forward subconsciously.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuqiao stretched out his slender arm, and his slender white hand easily grabbed her small arm.
The palm of your hand presses against the skin.
In his ears, the man's cold voice contained a hint of doting and helplessness, Jiang Yuqiao chuckled, "It's been so many days, why are you still angry?"
In view of Zhong Keke's bad cold, Fu Yuanhang gave up his plan to eat barbecue and went to the nearest shopping mall to eat Hangbang cuisine.
When he parked the car and went upstairs, Zhong Keke suddenly mentioned that there was no sugar-free Coke in that restaurant, "You guys go up first, I'll go to the supermarket."
Without waiting for the two to answer, she turned and left.
Fu Yuanhang looked at her back strangely, "What's wrong with this girl, it's strange, she blushed and didn't speak all the way."
Jiang Yuqiao frowned slightly, "Is she sick?"
Fu Yuanhang snorted, "It's a bad cold, it's a little better."
Jiang Yuqiao's face darkened, "You go to order, I'll take a look."
"Oh."
When Zhong Keke came to the first floor, Jiang Yuqiao just caught up. The little girl was half-squatting on the ground, her face pale and sweat dripping from her forehead. Jiang Yuqiao stepped forward quickly, "What's the matter?"
Zhong Keke bit his lip and shook his head, "It's just a cold."
Jiang Yuqiao raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Is your period coming?"
Didn't expect him to be so straightforward, Zhong Keke turned his head a little embarrassedly, "No."
Her time has been inaccurate, and she is not sure, so she wants to buy a bag of sanitary napkins and change them.
Jiang Yuqiao looked at her apparently undisturbed appearance, pressed the corner of his lower lip, "I'll be with you."
"… "
After a little relief, the pain from the abdomen lessened a lot. Zhong Keke followed Jiang Yuqiao into the supermarket step by step.
The two walked silently all the way to the daily chemical district.
Zhong Keke went to get the sanitary napkin and paper towels, while Jiang Yuqiao stood there and waited patiently.
When he came back, Jiang Yuqiao asked carefully, "What else do you need?"
Zhong Keke hid the tampon in the pocket of his coat and whispered, "I want to drink sugar-free Coke."
Jiang Yuqiao nodded, "Over there."
Coming to the beverage area, Jiang Yuqiao took two bottles of Zhong Keke's favorite milk tea and put them in the basket, and suddenly said, "The male classmate who sent you out today is the one who answered my call that day."
"… "
Zhong Keke's thoughts paused for a second, then turned his head sideways, "What?"
Jiang Yuqiao stared straight at her, as if brewing for a long time, "Coco, have you fallen in love early?"