Chapter 99

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    Jomo was too close, staring straight at the other person, breathing intertwined, as if she could still hear the other person's light gasp, and almost kissed him, Zhou Si Yue turned his cheek, withdrew, he was on the sofa Sitting upright, in the next second, Ding Xian broke off again, and was about to frown impatiently, when a warm and flexible thing was attached, just pressing on the red and swollen position.

    It hurts his temples to twitch, "hiss--" he wanted to brush her away.

    Being held firmly by Ding Xian, "It can reduce the swelling, you can bear it."

    The more Zhou Si Yue frowned, he would swell when he wanted to say swelling.

    The little girl held his face and said softly: "Good."

    He glanced at her, put his hand down, leaned on the sofa, and let her roll.

    The more Zhou Si Yue leaned on the sofa, he was forced to raise his face slightly and stare at her with his eyes down.

    On the head of the sofa is an old incandescent lamp, and a newspaper is surrounded by the outer circle. Because this area is not much time to stay, the bulb has not been changed since it was moved in. Now only a little dim light remains. It's sprinkled on top, but it's extra warm.

    Ding Xian knelt sideways on the sofa, rolling eggs for him, and blowing into his face with her mouth open. Her cautious expression seemed to be repairing a piece of exquisite crafts.

    Seeing him in a trance, she always feel that time and space are intertwined.

    The girl's eyebrows are slender, with a faint arc at the end of her eyes, her eyelashes are short, her little goose-egg face is very elegant.

    The more Zhou Si Yue recalled her appearance in high school, her facial features were smaller and lighter, her skin seemed to be darker than now, there was no flesh on her face, and the whole person was skinny.

    Ding Xian was very cute when she was a child, with a round face, a little fleshy body, and white skin. When she was in high school, he didn’t know if it was a tan or something. The whole person was two degrees darker, and he was thin, without any aesthetic feeling. .

    Looking at it now, it seems to be fatter again, whiter, and her face rounded back.

    Suddenly remembered a word that his roommate once said to him--

    Women are made of water, obviously they are made of cement. They are rounded and flattened, and they look alike for a while, without repetition.

    At the time in high school, Jiang Chen liked to discuss with Song Ziqi who is beautiful. Most of the time, he remained silent. Once, when it comes to Ding Xian, Jiang Chen said: "Actually, that girl is fine, and her face is a little fatter. It's whiter, it's definitely more beautiful than Cocoa."

    He only glanced at Jiang Chen, and felt a little unhappy, "Anyone can do, don't talk about her."

    At the beginning, he only said that he was taking care of the same tablemate.

    Later, he changed his taste somehow. When he realized that he might like this girl, he also struggled in his heart.

    All in vain.

    He like it, he just want to protect her under his own wings, no one can touch or hurt her.

    He's not stupid, can he not understand that little girl in her heart? What she said to Kong Shadi, let Song Ziqi go and explain everything.

    He also knew what Liu Xiaofeng thought.

    That’s why he was so angry when he found Liu Xiaofeng’s notes on her desk. He ran to play basketball with Jiang Chen for one noon. When he came back, he saw her playing with people like a fool and almost didn’t vomit blood. .

    Then came the winter camp. Kong Shadi had no plans to go on her birthday.

    Halfway through, he received a picture, which was sent by Kong Shadi. She was walking with Liu Xiaofeng in a skirt.

    He was really not jealous at that time. When he went over the wall, he was still thinking about why this girl had to dress so simple, but he also recognized it when she got a veneer, even though she almost missed it when she went back over the wall. Rolling down from the wall, his right hand was bruised, and he was awkward in writing, and Yang Weitao was caught and scolded.

    He didn't find it anyway, otherwise it would be a damn loss.

    In fact, he met Su Baicong once in Shanghai last year.

    At that time, Professor Ye took him to participate in a mechanical exhibition. Chima was the organizer. After the exhibition, Su Bai Cong had dinner with Professor Liu Ye. At that time, the two met at the dinner table.

    Su Bai Cong never knew whether he deliberately pretended not to remember him or he really didn't remember him. He didn't speak, and Zhou Si Yue didn't mention it. He has always disliked affair with people, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand. When the two of them meet, it is clear in his heart that Su Baicong absolutely remembers him.

    During the dinner, the more Zhou Si Yue went out to smoke a cigarette, Su Bai Cong just came out to answer the phone.

    He originally planned to extinguish the smoke and leave.

    As soon as he took the cigarette off and dusted it, he heard Su Baicong shouting: "Xianxian, don't cry, can I call you back?"

    He couldn't help but put the cigarette back into his mouth and inhaled. The couple, leaning on the stone pillar to his side, squinted, listening to his phone call in a haze.

    "You quarreled with your mother again? Do you need to let your uncle go to talk?...I can understand you, I understand you very well, and I also understand you very much. I will come to see you on weekends, okay?"

    The man in the suit and shoes has a gentle voice. Helpless.

    His mother said that when Aunt Ding came to retreat, she said that Ding Xian was going to Paris to study painting. He heard that it was the big boss of a technology company named Su who helped her contact her uncle. Then Boss Su liked Ding Xian very much.

    He held the cigarette, lowered his head, and laughed at himself.

    He hadn't seen each other for a year. He thought she should study painting in Paris, but he didn't expect her to come to Tsinghua again, not to mention that she changed a lot.

    Sadly, when he discovered that this change seemed to be due to another man next to her who was more mature than him, this was what he really cared about.

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