It wasn't until Yun Shuqian reminded Song Jiamu that this month had passed so quickly!
The two people who hated each other a month ago can be said to be close today. Not only are they in the same club, they discuss new books together, they also picked up the same cat, and recently they ride electric bikes together every day.
go home.
Through such small things, we are gradually getting closer to each other. There is no love at first sight, only the plain and warm feeling when we get close again after putting aside the grudge.
Song Jiamu admitted that in addition to wanting to reconcile with her, as the relationship between the two became closer, he also had more and more thoughts that if he spoke out, she would beat him up, and then she would turn around and run away.
He fell in love with the moment when she blushed, even if he got beaten for it.
The two had a close relationship when they were children, but they had never seen her blush. As they grew up, their relationship deteriorated, and she would always blush out of anger. Recently, some casual words or physical contact made Song Jiamu realize that she was actually shy and blushing.
Very cute at the time.
When that delicate white face turns crimson, it always makes people feel as pure white as snow, as if a whole season of snow has melted into her eyes. I want to hold such a girl and pamper her.
Ichiban.
She was a little unreasonable, a little self-righteous, a little violent and impulsive, but she was just a shy and blushing girl. Maybe this was the real her. After knowing each other for more than ten years, Song Jiamu realized that he had never really understood her.
she.
As of now, it can only be said that it was a childish mistake. Yun Shuqian was very clingy to him back then, but he wouldn't let her cling, so she got into the habit of being stubborn and started to confront him tit for tat. Over and over again, she ended up like before.
Song Jiamu was not in a hurry. He knew that Yun Shuqian had a slow-tempered temperament and was very stubborn. He had to slowly temper her and let her see his determination clearly.
If one month is not enough, then two months is not enough, if two months is not enough, then one year is not enough, and if one year is not enough, then three years is enough.
He wanted to see if her mouth was as hard as the words she spoke. There would be a day when she would become soft all over.
Song Jiamu was very confident that before the air conditioner on the bus was turned on, he would let Yun Shuqian say to him, "Song Jiamu, please send me to school."
This is also a process for him to test his determination.
"What are you thinking about?" Her voice sounded in my ears.
Looking up, Yun Shuqian was looking at him with a strange expression.
"nothing much."
Song Jiamu came to his senses, scooped up the rice with a spoon and put it into his mouth. He ate with her in the cafeteria this afternoon. The two of them hid in a remote corner, their legs crossed under the table and touching each other.
"I always feel that you are thinking of something bad, which makes me feel very dangerous. You'd better tell the truth."
"?"
Are all girls’ sixth sense so accurate?
Song Jiamu could only say honestly: "I'm thinking of you."
"..."
Yun Shuqian was stunned for a moment, her eyes panicked, and then she stepped on his shoe.
"Don't act like a serious person every day and think about how to bully me? Then you have no choice."
"Hey, you're right, I'm really thinking about how to bully you."
"Go to hell, Song Zhutou."
Yun Shuqian snorted, but this time she stopped stepping on him. She stretched her legs back to their original position, swaying gently from side to side, bumping into him.
She likes physical contact with him and feels comfortable, such as the invisible legs under the table, such as the invisible back when back to back. As long as she can't see it, she can deceive her eyes.
If she could see him, she would be shy and feel an inexplicable sense of guilt - she was so familiar with him and yet she was still like this...probably this kind of guilt.
But it felt extra exciting - she was so familiar with him, and she was still like this... It was probably this kind of excitement.
Childhood sweethearts are also frequent subjects in many themes in this book, and they rely on this feeling of familiarity and mystery.
Yun Shuqian thought about it for a moment, and she was in a daze like Song Jiamu had just been. She stuffed rice into her mouth in small sips, her face turned red, and she didn't know what she was thinking. She calmly retracted her crossed legs.
, sitting on the chair reservedly.
"what's on your mind?"
Song Jiamu looked at her with a strange expression. She seemed to have a high delay. After being stunned for a while, she raised her head and said, "Huh?"
"I asked you what you were thinking about."
"...I didn't think about anything, I was eating."
"Here, these ribs are very fragrant. Let me try them for you."
Song Jiamu gave her a piece of ribs, and then took a piece of chicken wing from her plate.
Yun Shuqian glared at him resentfully, picked up his piece of ribs and put it in his mouth.
This is natural. If Song Jiamu only brings food to her but doesn't take anything away from her, then she will feel weird.
"Nian Nian is already used to living in my house. Why don't you let Nian Nian move there?" Song Jiamu said while eating.
These days, because of the year, Yun Shuqian comes to see the cat almost every night, and then goes to his room and plays with the cat on his bed.
If I give her a hug every year, won’t she stop coming?
"You'll get used to it if you live with me for a few days every year."
"It's different. I think we still need to ask Niannian for his opinion and see who he wants to live with."
"No, we agreed before."
Song Jiamu had a headache, and it took him a while before he gave a suggestion: "How about this? You're not at home during the day anyway, and it would be boring to be there by yourself every year. You can also see little goldfish and other things at my house."
"So every night, I go to your house with Nian Nian in my arms. You don't have to visit Nian Nian every day. I go to see you with Nian Nian. What do you think?"
"Are you coming too..."
"Yes, if you think I'm disturbing you, then go there every year and I'll just pick it up before going to bed."
"oh……"
Yun Shuqian answered vaguely, neither saying, 'He can come,' nor 'He can't come.'
After all, there are elders in his family. Although I am used to seeing cats now, I am still a little shy every time I go to his house.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! And her parents are not at home. If he came to her house with Nian Nian, it would be much more lively and not feel deserted.
"I think it's okay, then let's make it that way, but this month, every year is called Yun Nian Nian!"
"Go, go, go, it's clouds every year."
After eating in the cafeteria, Yun Shuqian skillfully sat on the back seat of the electric car, holding his waist with both hands, and the two of them rode the electric car home together.
When I got home, I brought the kitten that had dried on the balcony into the house and weighed it on an electronic scale.
"Meow?"
Every year I am too lazy to move, and my tail hangs out of the electronic scale.
Song Jiamu twisted its tail and put it on its body. He took his hands away and saw the weight displayed on the electronic scale: 3.8 kilograms.
Good guy.
When I first brought Nian Nian home, I weighed him. At that time, he was only two pounds. Now, in just over a month, he has almost doubled in weight!
Is the food too good, or has the kitten become lazy?
Song Jiamu doesn't know if other people's kittens also gain weight so quickly. Maybe they are still growing every year, so it's normal for them to gain weight faster.
He scratched his head, and the kitten came to rub him again.
"Want to eat beef-flavored or chicken-flavored?" Song Jiamu took out two packs of cat food.
"Meow wow wow." Nian Nian stretched out his little paws and pulled at the beef-flavored meat.
Song Jiamu poured a bowl for it, and then went to the fish tank to get some water to make soup for it.
"Then you eat first. After you finish, dad will take you to the house next door to play."
"Meow."
Song Jiamu went back to the room to take a shower.
After carefully washing and drying his hair, he put on a loose T-shirt and beach pants. He put on his slippers, picked up his laptop, and then hugged the little fat cat Nian Nian.
"Where are you going so late?" Mom asked curiously, cracking melon seeds.
"I took Nian Nian to Yun Shuqian's place. Nian Nian is her cat this month." Song Jiamu had already gone out after saying this.
"What about this month and next month? Why am I so confused when I hear it?"
"You don't understand young people's affairs. Let's go." Song Jiamu closed the door.
"Hey, did you bring your keys..."
Just as Li Yuan finished speaking, she heard Song Jiamu ringing the doorbell. Mom didn't care about him anymore and just found a place to sleep by herself.
"Open the door."
Song Jiamu was speechless, and his mother didn't open the door even when she rang the doorbell. He was wearing flowery shorts and a T-shirt, holding a laptop, squatting at his feet, one person and one cat, as if they were kicked out of the house.
His mother didn't open the door for him, but the kind girl next door opened the door for him.
"What are you doing……"
Yun Shuqian looked at him with a strange look on her face. She happened to go to the door to get something. When she heard some movement outside the door, she opened the door to take a look.
"Oh, it's okay, I was just about to go over to find you every year."
Song Jiamu immediately tightened his expression to prevent her from seeing that he forgot to bring the key. Otherwise, his mother would not open the door for him, and Yun Shuqian would not let him in, and he would be left hanging out.
"Every year, let's take a walk and play in that house!"
"Meow."
Every year Bulin Bulin ran in from Yun Shuqian's feet, and Song Jiamu also squeezed in shamelessly.
"Hey, what are you doing here!"
"I'm here to see the cat. Give me a chance."
Song Jiamu took away Yun Shuqian's hand blocking the door, and when she was about to stop him, he had already gone in.
She was the only one at Yun Shuqian's house, with no elders present, so Song Jiamu and Mao completely let themselves go.
With a clear goal, he ran straight to the girl's room.
"Yun Shuqian, you said you're scared to live by yourself. I don't know how cool it would be to live alone!"
"You, don't come into my room!"
"What's the point? Why don't you come into my room too? I just happened to be here too. Let's spell together tonight and fight until dawn."
"Meow~"
Nian Nian had already jumped onto Yun Shuqian's bed, and Song Jiamu climbed onto her bed with his computer in his arms, shook off his slippers, and crawled into the bed.
Because of Youyun Shuqian's behavior in his room, Song Jiamu felt confident and not ashamed at all. He followed her example and pulled the quilt to cover his legs.
The quilt was pulled open, and the girl's underwear that had been temporarily hidden under the quilt beside the bed was exposed.
It's a haze blue color, like the color of melting butter in the ocean, and it has cute lace and feels very soft.
Still holding it in his mouth, Nian Nian ran to Song Jiamu's arms and handed the underwear to his hand.
"Meow wow~"
Song Jiamu held her underwear and it felt like a hot potato. When he moved his fingertips, it felt extremely silky and soft. What kind of fairy material was this!
Yun Shuqian, who chased her to the door, was stunned. Seeing that he actually held her underwear in his hand for inspection, the girl's face turned red and she rushed over and snatched the underwear back from his hand.
"You...are you just getting ready to take a bath?"
"..." The young girl's green breasts rose and fell.
"I said it was given to me every year, do you believe it? I swear!"
Song Jiamu looked at her as if he wanted to kill someone. Only the kitten in his arms could give him a little warmth.
"Song Jiamu, how do you want to die?"
"Can I not die? It's just underwear. You've seen mine, and you even touched it..."
"Shut up! Come down here and stay every year, then go back!"
Song Jiamu's Adam's apple moved, and he carefully tightened the quilt and told her a fact.
"I probably won't be able to go back. As you just saw, I forgot my keys."