17.

Like the refreshing wind in the mountains, like the bright moon in the night sky, like the flowers in June, like the sunshine in April.

Love becomes beautiful, as if the whole world has been added with a layer of soft and sweet filter.

Minzhi stood downstairs in the dormitory and said goodbye to Song Yi.

It was raining outside. When he came back, he carried her back with water all the way. Although she kept emphasizing that it was OK to come back, he refused, "Am I crazy? I took you to dinner and movies in the heavy rain, not to give you a bad impression."

Although this is a bad person and feels good about himself, I still benefit from it.

Song Yi's legs were still rolling up, and he stood in front of her with a black umbrella. Min Zhizai carefully wiped the water from his arms and told him to be careful on the way.

Song Yi bent down and kissed her lower lip. Before the situation was overwhelming, he reluctantly moved away from her lips. "Although it's annoying to rain, every second I'm with you is wonderful."

Minzhi was already a little used to his straightforwardness. He touched his ears and blinked and smiled, "Then... good night, go back quickly! It's very late."

"I thought you would kiss me back." He looked at her openly, obviously asking for a kiss.

At that moment, Mengzhi's soft heart was suddenly filled with the thought of wanting to beat him, but for his good performance today, he tiptoed and kissed him.

Song Yi once thought that this kind of erotic thing between lovers would not happen to him. After all, he really couldn't imagine that this kind of sucking saliva would have any special significance.

But now he decided to correct this idea.

Although he still couldn't explain the beauty of kissing accurately, he clearly told him from the desire that he wanted to kiss forever.

This feeling is even stronger than the ultimate demand between men and women.

Hot love is such a terrible and magical thing.

Song Yi took a bite on Minzhi's neck to express his increasingly strong desire, and finally said goodbye.

"See baby tomorrow."

He walked into the rain with an umbrella, looked at his back and suddenly laughed.

She was so stingy that she had goose bumps!

But what happened to the rising corner of the lips?

·

As soon as he opened the door, Ning Bao rushed over and jumped into Mengzhi's arms and asked for caress.

Minzhi changed his slippers and walked towards the kitchen while giving Ning Baoshun Mao.

Ning Ning was stewing the soup. When she saw Pinzhi, she tilted her head and made a wink move, "Drink chicken soup tomorrow morning, there is Pinzhi~"

"Wow!" Mengzhi exclaimed sincerely, "You are so capable."

"Is that so? Is it enough to be your second sister-in-law?" Ning Ning grinned, revealing a row of neat teeth.

Minzhi raised his eyebrows and said, "Ah," "Are you really interested in my second brother? It's not that I'm fighting you with enthusiasm. He really doesn't know how to fall in love, and it doesn't seem like that." Minzhi recalled carefully. The second brother has not had much contact with girls since he was a child. He has spent a lot of time pondering. Most of his friends are friends who have been playing with since childhood, playing with fixed people, and rarely take the initiative to meet people, observers of life, refuse to be participants, and live a pure and careless life. Perhaps his girlfriend is Nietzsche or Schopenhauer! Or is it Heidegger?

Ning Ning shook her head, tsk, and sighed: "Even a dark beast like Song Yi can lower her head and smell a delicate flower. What else is impossible to exist?"

Mengzhi giggled, "Your description is so funny, then my second brother should be a free wild wind, and maybe he would stop for you, the lazy cat."

Ning Ning thought for a moment, snapped her fingers, "Your description is equally vivid."

"I wish you a victory."

"I wish you a perfect merit."

The two of them flattered each other, and Minzhi went to take a shower and sleep with an inexplicable smile on his face.

·

The next day, she was in the full class of compassion. She held the textbook and shuttled between three different teaching buildings. She stood up against the sudden scorching sun. While sighing at the unpredictable weather, she yawned depressedly. She only completed half of the homework left by the teacher last time. The harmony topic was too difficult to write. Her inspiration-exhausted brain was like a dry well with broken water, and the dry crack could almost make a black hole.

This made her often have sincere doubts about her artistic cells.

While she was thinking, she walked forward. Song Yi saw her with a dementia from afar. He walked over and pulled her over, pressed her head, and looked down at her, "Baby, don't think so devotedly when walking. I don't want to hear strange news like my girlfriend hitting a telephone pole one day. What should I do if I get stupid? It may affect the IQ of the next generation. You don't want our children to become stupid, right?"

My brother stared at him with wide eyes.

Well, I always feel that there is something wrong with his brain.

At that time, Song Yi was arguing with Lu Yiming over some of the company's establishment. Although he did not start arguing, the atmosphere between them was almost frozen.

The moment Song Yi saw Minzhi, he suddenly laughed like a rain. The speed of change almost made Lu Yiming think that he had traveled to a different space.

He whispered, silently complaining: The sour smell of love.

Then walked away a little.

I called Zhou Qiao and asked him to buy him a cup of coffee. If you want it to be bitter, add a few more portions to condense it to calm his feeling of being so tired of being tired.

Mercy's rusty brain suddenly began to work, and her numb expression gradually stretched out as if she had perceptually, automatically ignoring his magical brain circuit, showing a sweet and surprising smile, "Why are you here?"

"Just come from the administrative building, and then I recognized my girlfriend in the surging crowd at a glance. What are you thinking? Do you miss me?" He raised his eyebrows, pushed his glasses with his fingertips, put down his lips before, and slowly raised the corners of his lips, giving out a clear smile.

Really...perverted!

Then the mood of pity was still like a blooming firework. It suddenly became gorgeous with a bang. She curled her lips, "No, I don't miss you, I don't want to do anything."

"I'm very sad," he held his heart, looking like he was hurt in his true feelings, "You need to kiss me to recover."

A straight punch hit his chest, "Hao, monster!" Shameless, so shameless! She fanned her hand and slowly let out a breath, "Your voice is louder than the whole school can hear it~"

"This reminds me that next time I'll try to shout on the radio."

Mengzhi couldn't bear it and put on his hips and exhaled, "Goodbye friend, your narcissism has opened my eyes. After realizing the colorfulness and magic of this world, I'm going to go to class. I'm going to be late soon, it's all your fault."

Even though it was so urgent that Minzhi wanted to pull her feet and run wildly, Song Yi still grabbed her back collar and reminded her, "You should say goodbye to your boyfriend, it sounds more pleasant."

Minzhi lingered between beating him and beating him hard for two seconds, and grabbed his ears and shook them hard, "Goodbye, a big pervert. If you pull me again, I will step on your feet. I will step on your limited edition shoes without hesitation." Minzhi grimaced at him, "If you don't believe me, try it!"

"I'll find it even more wonderful if you step on my shoes and kiss me."

Pity: "…"

She no longer wanted to pay attention to him. Class was really about to begin. After poking his face with disgust, she turned around and started running. Song Yi smiled behind him, touched his chin, and kept watching Ming Zhi enter the teaching building before retracting his gaze.

"So cute." He said to himself in a self-indulgent way.

Lu Yiming could hear the sour smell of love all over his body ten meters away, and rolled his eyes at him unbearably, "I really doubt that I have known you for three years in vain."

When he returned to the association, Zhou Qiao was so happy that he couldn't stop talking, "He, you don't know much!"

When Song Qing was still normal when she was a child, Song Yi often teased her. He always had no sense of proportion and often made Song Qing cry. Once she was too overdoing her, Song Qing ignored him for several days, and she would hum him when she met, and then turned her head proudly. Even if he said sorry, she didn't mean to re-cultivate Yu Hao.

Later, Song Yi bought her favorite doll bear, and hid it in a large and broken box, and placed it on her must-pass road from school. The box contained two big Song Qing, and a line of small words below it said, "Your dear brother is apologizing to you."

Song Qing took it apart reluctantly and curiously. He put six boxes in it, like a Russian doll. The gift was in the innermost box.

There is a sentence on every box.

——First of all, my brother apologizes to you.

——And then sincerely pray for your forgiveness.

——If you forgive me.

——I will help you take the gift home.

——You don’t forgive me.

——I gave the gift to Xiao Min next door.

See if it's a hateful thing to bet.

He obviously tried his best to repair his relationship, but he didn't hesitate to starve and save money to buy his sister's favorite gift, and then he had to be arrogant and arrogant, making him so angry that he was itchy.

But Song Qing still liked him the most. Later, she became ill and relied on him the one she most.

He once carried a heavy weight, endured the pressure of life, and suppressed his nature to the deepest point.

Zhou Qiao knew that people would slowly change as they grew up, and also believed that Song Yi's personality had been squeezed into another way by reality, but now he suddenly felt that some things in his bones would not be easily erased.

He was even a little happy, thanking Lu Minzhi for the changes that Song Yi brought.

·

At noon, Song Yi met Minzhi again while having dinner in the school cafeteria. He sat cross-legged across to Minzhi and put a chicken leg on her, "Baby, we may be destined to be together. Look, I will meet you wherever I go. Next time I will stand at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, maybe you will just pass by! We can get a certificate by the way, isn't that great?"

Minzhi returned a little yellow croaker. The rice in his mouth was not cleaned yet. He bulged his cheeks like a hamster, frowned slightly at him, and said in a vague way: "Yes, I will take my father and brother with me."

Song Yi put the chopsticks and pinched her face through the dining table, "I've learned bad things, you!"

Meng Zhi told him with confidence, "Those who are close to the ink are black."

"Oh, I'll just think you're praising me."

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Second update, good night~
Chapter completed!