Thinking of this, Xia Zhi also roughly guessed what Hua Shiyao was talking about. It was almost like that the girl whom he thought was one of the impure opposite-sex relationships was probably her.
But are there really so many coincidences in this world? Xia Zhi couldn't believe it.
"I was very timid at that time, so I ran away when he didn't pester me. Although I was very uneasy, it was really difficult for me." Hua Shiyao clenched her fists, Xia Zhi rarely saw him
She noticed her body movements like this: "I was still hesitating whether to tell the teacher, but... I saw a person walking into the classroom."
"Okay, I already know it from here on out, you don't need to continue talking."
"...The man was panting, holding on to the door frame, and still had breakfast in his hand..."
"You're not listening to me at all, are you!?"
Why do I meet these guys every day who don’t like to listen to others?
Xia Zhi also remembered the next thing very clearly, because the image of herself stepping into the classroom was too weird. As the head teacher, she was a little overwhelmed sitting on the podium, so she said: "This classmate...
How about you introduce yourself first?"
Then, Xia Zhi walked to the podium with breakfast. This incident was laughed at by people in Xia Zhi's small circle of friends for a whole month. This is definitely unbearable and can be included in the memories of black history.
One, Xia Zhi didn’t want to think about it at all.
The development Hua Shiyao said was exactly the same as what he remembered. Xia Zhi had no reason to suspect that she was deceiving him for the time being. Moreover, he probably understood what was happening in the strange words said by his high school classmate with whom he had a good relationship.
What, then his words are not difficult to understand.
Because he is a familiar friend, if Hua Shiyao wants to find him after he is gone, the probability of passing through them is not small, so the possibility of them knowing about this matter is naturally not small.
What's more annoying is that... Xia Zhi didn't take the initiative to help, which made him feel that if he just accepted the other person's thanks, it would be like deceiving others. It was not a joke or a white lie, because...
It feels amazing to be thanked by others for something whose root cause was not expected.
"I just remembered the matter." Xia Zhi stood up again and coughed twice. It's better to make it clear here as soon as possible: "Although such a thing did happen, but... it was just an accident. I just
I left home late that day and I was just a little impatient. I didn’t go out of my way to help you, so you don’t need to thank me.”
"I have also thought about this possibility, but as far as the result is concerned, I did receive your rescue. So I will not change my mind." She turned around and looked at Xia Zhi again: "In this case, it will make people happy.
Do you find it troublesome?"
"That won't happen..."
To put it bluntly, it is just a sentence, and it will not bring anything substantial, nor will it bring much far-reaching impact. After all, there is probably no such person except the leader.
Hua Shiyao walked to the place where that time happened, the small shop selling steamed buns, and bought breakfast. The owner of the shop greeted her. It was obvious that he was already familiar with this person. Maybe she particularly liked the steamed buns from this store?
It didn't matter anymore. She came back with six fist-sized buns, and the corners of Xia Zhi's mouth twitched.
Although I have already experienced the impact of the little angel's dimensional stomach, is it really okay for one person to eat six such big buns?
"Do you like sweet things?"
"Huh? I don't hate it for now."
"Then, these are for you. It's a gift in return for that incident."
Xia Zhi took the three buns she handed over. After nearly a year as a thank you gift, he felt that it was not bad, although it was a little weird.
"No need to buy it for me."
"It's just that I want to do it unilaterally."
She put her portion into her schoolbag, and coincidentally, the school bell heralding time also rang.
"It's already this time." Xia Zhi once took classes here for a semester, so he naturally knew what the sound of the bell meant: "Go to class first, otherwise you will be late."
"Well, bye."
"See you later."
Xia Zhi also ran away quickly. The pain of being unearthed on the spot and the morning market that was about to disappear made Xia Zhi run quickly.
"See you later," Hua Shiyao said to herself, then turned and walked towards the school.
A student's duty is to study, and she will certainly not forget this if she is an outstanding student.
On the other side, Xia Zhi was munching on buns stuffed with sugar while browsing the almost deserted morning market. He had always felt that putting sugar in buns was definitely not a good idea, and this idea has not changed yet.
Having collected the materials he needed, Xia Zhi walked home. It was probably an accident that my sister got up so early yesterday. Xia Zhi arrived home nearly twenty minutes later than yesterday, and Xia Meng was still asleep in her room.
It's quite cold now, so it seems good to wake her up after breakfast is done. Xia Zhi walked into the kitchen and started the preparation work, which was just washing the dishes and preparing the ingredients. Omelette is not a troublesome thing.
Cooking requires very little preparation work, so it is very suitable for practice.
How about teaching her how to make omelettes? Then she can make whatever she wants... It doesn't seem to work. With her personality, she probably won't like these things. Xia Zhi is a little worried about her being a normal person.
Girls' future.
Of course, Xia Zhi would kill those unqualified son-in-law candidates first.
Pour oil into the pot, light the fire to heat it, then hold the chopsticks in one hand and flexibly knock the eggs into the pot with the other hand, making a familiar sizzling sound. Everything is the same as usual. Xia
Zhi finished cooking the omelette, turned off the gas, and then walked out of the kitchen to call Xia Meng.
The door to her room was closed tightly, and Xia Zhi knocked gently twice.
"Xiaomeng, get up and have breakfast."
After waiting for several seconds, he didn't hear any movement. So Xia Zhi knocked twice more.
"Get up!" The volume was slightly raised, but with little effect.
"If you don't get up, I'll go in?" This was just a joke, and Xia Zhi didn't dare to go in.
But no matter how he called, there was no response, so Xia Zhi felt helpless. Should he risk his life and go in to wake her up? Xia Zhi made a decision.
Turning the door handle lightly, Xia Meng's room was unlocked, and Xia Zhi easily sneaked in. The tightly closed curtains revealed a sliver of light and fell on the table, floor and quilt. Xia Zhi listened.
When he heard even breathing that could not be heard through the door, he turned his head and glanced, Xia Mengzhu hugged Hell Bomber Ji who was deformed due to squeezing and fell asleep, with no intention of waking up.
Different from when she is usually awake, Xia Meng's expression is soft when she sleeps, and she becomes somewhat cuter. Although she is quite cute, her personality is not that cute... Now she has a kind of love.
The feeling of completeness.
"Little dream?"
Not immersed in observing her sleeping face, Xia Zhi gently shook Xia Meng's shoulder. Unfortunately, she did not wake up, and even shook her shoulders impatiently, trying to shake off Xia Zhi's hand.
.
Xia Zhi increased the intensity of the shaking while calling her name. As a result, someone really woke up like a ghost. He opened his eyes slightly, turned over, and looked dissatisfied at this person who was disturbing his dream.
Guy.
"What are you doing?" Xia Zhi could feel sleepiness just from the sound of her voice. But unlike her parents who had already gone to work, Xia Zhi was not prepared to let her sleepiness continue to grow.
"Breakfast is ready, get up quickly."
"...I'm not hungry." As he said this, he grabbed the upper edge of the quilt and pulled it, and his whole body shrank into the quilt. Well, Xia Zhi finally found out that the two of them were similar except for their appearance.
But now was not the time to sigh. Xia Zhi shook her again without giving up. Even through the thick quilt, Xia Zhiyi could feel her thin shoulders.
"Don't sleep, get up quickly. The day's plan begins in the morning."
Xia Zhi knows the story of hurting Zhongyong. Although a proud man like Xia Meng probably won't have such a tragic future, Xia Zhi still has to take responsibility to keep his sister away from such a possibility. What if?
If he becomes such a salty fish, Xia Zhi will probably regret it and commit suicide.
Although Xia Zhi didn't have the foundation or talent to hurt Zhongyong.
"don't want."
Xia Meng wrapped herself even tighter.
Xia Zhi understood that even if he continued like this, it would be in vain. Although he did have a way to solve this problem, if Xiameng turned into a spoiled child, then Xia Zhi felt that even if he committed suicide, it would not be enough.
…
Just this once!
Xia Zhi picked up the plate with fried eggs and a pair of chopsticks from the room and returned to Xia Meng's bedroom.
"Get up and have breakfast."
Xia Meng didn't make any movement, he probably fell asleep again. Xia Zhi took a breath of air-conditioning, forced himself to calm down, put the plate and frame on the table, sat on the edge of the bed, and then started to pull down from the top edge of the quilt.
Found Xia Meng who fell asleep again and Hell Bomber Ji whose expression had seriously changed into a comical shape.
Xia Zhi shook her gently again, and Xia Meng looked over with even more dissatisfaction: "I told you, I'm not hungry."
"Don't sleep...forget it, if you want to sleep, you should finish your breakfast first and then go to bed."
"I just want to sleep now..."
"It'll only take a few minutes. Sit up first." Xia Zhi turned around and picked up the fried eggs and chopsticks on the table: "Here."
Xia Meng lay down and looked at the thing in Xia Zhi's hand, heaved a sigh of relief, and sat up helplessly. He put Hell Bomber on the pillow, and then leaned on her again.
"I give you the right to feed me."
Was told so.
Could Xia Zhineng not know what she meant? But this is too lazy...
"It's faster if you eat it by yourself..."
Xia Meng said nothing, staring at him dimly with a pair of eyes.
Xia Zhi gave up and now could only treat Xia Meng as if she was bedridden.
Trembling inside, like a keeper feeding a lion, Xia Zhi fearfully tried his best to do something he was not good at.