Chapter 149 Points deducted! Points must be deducted!
Ten minutes after Yun Shuqian left Song Jiamu, the train arrived at the station, and the passengers on the car began to get up and pick up their luggage to leave.
But Song Jiamu was still sitting in his seat. He looked at the words on the screen for a long time, as if he was obsessed with learning, and for a while he stopped listening to what was going on outside the window.
"Stop being so serious. I've seen that the words on your screen haven't been changed for a long time. Let's go."
"...Please wait a moment."
"what happened to you……"
Yun Shuqian observed him curiously, and then noticed the embarrassment on his face, and one of his hands was actually pinching himself.
Then her eyes shifted to somewhere, and her little face turned red instantly.
"...Pervert! What are you thinking in your head?!"
"This can't be all my fault..."
Song Jiamu was also speechless. The more he tried to control, the harder it became. These days of exercise and self-discipline made his twenty-year-old body like a lion on the grassland, full of indescribable energy.
Yun Shuqian had never seen such a situation before. Feeling ashamed and angry for a moment, she shrank back into the corner and stepped on him with her white shoes.
Could it be that he was like this when we were in the hotel before?
But at that time, she was covered by a quilt, so she didn't notice any strange phenomena. Now that she thought about it, she was actually on the verge of danger, frantically testing.
Only then did she clearly realize that Song Jiamu was no longer a little boy, but a real man.
Similarly, she also realized that she was no longer a little girl, but a real woman.
She just slept on his shoulder, and that was all he did. It seemed that she was still very attractive...
The person she spent day and night with actually had such evil thoughts about her, which made Yun Shuqian feel nervous, excited, curious, and even a little irritated, including being a charming woman.
proud.
It was obvious that he was thinking about strange things, but Yun Shuqian also had a strange sense of betrayal. In short, this kind of thing should not be known to his parents, uncles and aunts.
Song Jiamu turned around and looked over. Yun Shuqian was startled, holding the kettle and staring at him warily. If he dared to do anything excessive, she would hit him on the head with the kettle.
"...give me some water."
"You, you are still thinking about strange things!"
"I really didn't..."
"It's been so long!"
"water……"
Song Jiamu didn't know how to explain it, just like a girl can't explain to a boy why there are so many days every month.
He took her water bottle and drank a lot of water. He paused for a minute or two before standing up.
The moment he stood up, Yun Shuqian was so frightened that she quickly covered her eyes with her hands, as if she was afraid of seeing some venomous snake.
Under the fingers, everything was normal with Song Jiamu.
"gone."
"..."
Song Jiamu took down his backpack from the luggage rack and looked at the girl who was still sitting in her seat staring at him with a strange expression. Song Jiamu felt like he was dead.
He left expressionlessly. Yun Shuqian was stunned and quickly followed with a kettle.
Such an embarrassing thing happened, and neither of them spoke for a while. They walked out of the station together, keeping a reserved distance, and walked to the subway station together.
It wasn't until the subway arrived that Song Jiamu naturally held her hand like before.
Now it is different from two hours ago. The two of them have returned to Sunan, to this familiar city, as if they have returned to reality from a small world where they were alone.
The moment Song Jiamu held her hand, Yun Shuqian immediately became nervous. She subconsciously looked at the crowd around her. She felt relieved when she saw no one she knew.
So is this the first time that the two of them have held hands in the name of such obvious love in this city where they were born and raised?
Thinking about this, Yun Shuqian felt strangely excited, and even expected that a classmate she was not familiar with could see the scene of them holding hands. Of course, she herself could not know the existence of this classmate. Whenever she imagined that there was such a
She feels very excited when the audience is present.
So do I want others to know, or do I not want others to know? The girl was a little distressed, and even she couldn't figure out her feelings.
It's like I got the best piece of candy, but I want to hide it and eat it secretly, but I also want to show it off, but I'm also worried that I won't be able to eat it after I finish it, or someone will snatch it away.
This is the first time she has experienced such complex emotions in twenty years, which makes the girl's youth finally come.
There were many people in the subway, so Song Jiamu pulled her to find a corner and asked her to stand in the corner and lean against the wall so that no one else could squeeze her.
The two of them were still holding hands, Yun Shuqian was leaning slightly against the wall, her white shoes were against his big gray shoes, and he was standing upright in front of her, looking so tall.
He looked down at her, and she looked up at him. Their eyes met, and their bodies swayed slightly with the train.
"...are you still angry?"
"Humph, gangster."
Song Jiamu's left hand stretched out again and took her right hand. The two stood face to face, holding their hands naturally.
In fact, Song Jiamu knew that Yun Shuqian had stopped being angry a long time ago. If she was still angry, she would never agree to hold his hand, let alone hold two hands like this.
"Because it's you, that's why I..."
"Don't say any more, you are shameless."
Yun Shuqian averted his eyes with a guilty conscience.
Fortunately, she is a girl and won't be as embarrassed as him. It's not like she hasn't fantasized about him. Like the little emperor uncles Caiyi mentioned last time, when she was watching, all she could think about was him.
, after comparing this, I have no reason to blame him.
Of course, Yun Shuqian would never tell him such a thing. Instead, she felt a strange sense of pride because she discovered that he would behave like this towards her.
If he really had no feelings for her at all, Yun Shuqian would feel a little inferior.
"Anyway, you can't do this anymore, especially to other girls...otherwise I will never be good to you." She whispered.
Seeing that she finally came to a conclusion on this matter, Song Jiamu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a serious face: "I only do this to you!"
"...Please stop telling these lies that can be exposed immediately."
"Then when I'm like this, I only think about you, and all I can think about is you."
"...I didn't let you do this!"
Yun Shuqian blushed, took out her hand, and pinched him a few times angrily.
Just think about it, and even come here to tell her, should she cheer and say, "It's great, you are still thinking of me even at this time, it's so good, so good"!
She pinched her fingers and said: "In view of your rogue behavior, you have been deducted points. Now we can only do this."
"The deduction went from one-third to one-fourth?!"
"uh-huh."
Song Jiamu was anxious. So many points were deducted all at once. He couldn't accept that the results of a hard-working holiday were all deducted. Then how many years and months would it take for him to receive the certificate of being the best in the world from the country?
I don’t want to wait until I’m twenty-eight to get it.
"Leak less, deduct less."
He quickly grabbed Yun Shuqian's hand, pressed his thumbnail against her finger a little, and tried to discuss it: "Is it okay to just touch it a little?"
Yun Shuqian also put his thumbnail on a section of his finger and said cruelly: "No, I have to deduct this much."
"Too much, too much! Can we take a break and keep it here?"
"You are buying vegetables at the wet market, so I can only deduct a small amount for you!"
From time to time, passers-by would look at them curiously, not knowing what game the couple was playing, and they were bargaining with their fingers.
Today's young people are really good at playing.
…
At 12:30 noon, the sun is shining brightly in southern Jiangsu. Tomorrow is the beginning of summer, and the sun at noon has become hotter.
Uncle Liu took the turtle outside the house into the house and let it dry in the sun. The old turtle would be cooked.
Turtles, like cats, like to bask in the sun, which helps prevent some mossy skin diseases. On the balcony of the 23rd floor of a certain building, a fat little white cat is also basking in the sun, and occasionally misses it.
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian went out to work to earn cat food for him.
Whenever he misses them, he will eat more and sleep more every year. He thinks this is the power of longing, turning his longing into appetite, so as to appease the kitten's lonely heart.
Since arriving home every year, a protective net has been installed on the balcony. The sunlight passes through the fine mesh and becomes broken, and the heat is just right.
This noodle is almost cooked in the sun, so I turn it over lazily every year, this time facing the room. My parents are busy in the kitchen, and there are exquisite dishes on the table.
"How many more dishes are there?"
"Just stir-fry some more cabbage sum, and this loofah soup is almost ready."
"Qianqian doesn't like onions, so don't put too many onions."
"Have you asked them how long it will take for them to come back?"
"I asked, and your son said he was about to arrive at the gate of the community."
"Okay, then I'll fry the cabbage. You can take the fish out and be careful to scald it."
"Song Chi, do you still feel sorry for me?"
"...Don't talk nonsense. The two children will be embarrassed when they come back."
The sun makes the cat lazy, and the witty Nian Nian reacts slowly. It pondered for a long time before realizing that Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were finally coming back.
It wanted to stand up, but its soft body seemed to have been melted by the sun. It was so limp that it couldn't use any strength, so it had to move slowly toward the room next to the balcony.
Move and move, move and move, and then it fell from the balcony.
As we all know, cats always maintain a posture of landing on all fours first in the air, and the butter that falls on the toast must hit the ground first. For this reason, some people used cats to invent a butter toast cat perpetual motion machine.
Just like the scene in "Tom and Jerry", a few brush strokes outline the disappearing outline of the cat. Nian Nian's tail is raised in mid-air, and its limbs are fluttering. Then the camera turns, and it is standing firmly on the balcony floor.
.
Although the young and beautiful kitten has gained a lot of weight, it will not fall down. It yawned, stretched out like an arch, trotted to the door, jumped on the entrance cabinet, and waited for someone.
The door is open.
When Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu, holding umbrellas, appeared at the gate of the community, Uncle Liu was stunned for a moment. He rubbed his eyes and thought for a moment that he was dazzled.
Did these two little guys hold an umbrella together just now? Were they still holding hands?
When I took another closer look, I saw that the person holding the umbrella was only Yun Shuqian. Song Jiamu was carrying two large backpacks and kept a reserved distance from her. He turned his head to talk to her, while she turned her head to talk to him.
"...It can't be like this anymore!"
"What are you afraid of outside the community..."
Walking in together, Song Jiamu smiled and greeted the security room: "Uncle Liu."
Yun Shuqian also said crisply: "Grandpa Liu."
"I'm home?"
"yes."
"Then go upstairs quickly. Your mother has bought a lot of vegetables today!"
Two little ghosts walked into the community.
When he was at the corner, Uncle Liu made sure that he was not blinded anymore. He saw the boy holding the girl's hand.