"Xia Mingqiao..."

The moment she saw Xia Mingqiao, Li Ziyang's dark pupils suddenly became bright.

I really didn't expect it at all.

"You are not..." Li Ziyang raised his arm and pointed at her, and continued incredibly: "Are you back the day after tomorrow?"

Xia Mingqiao held the suitcase in one hand and the other was behind her. Her originally cold eyebrows and eyes showed a faint soft light after hearing his words. A smile hatched from the corner of her mouth: "The emergency situation is coming back early."

Li Ziyang: "What's the situation?"

Although I didn't say it, I looked forward to saying something like "Because tomorrow is Valentine's Day", "Tomorrow is our holiday, I want to spend it with you." "Because I miss you" similar words.

If Xia Mingqiao said...

Li Ziyangguang's mouth was raised happily when he thought about it.

But

After a while

When the fireworks bloomed again, Xia Mingqiao said calmly: "Because the homework has not been finished yet, but school is about to start. So I'm in a hurry to go home to do my homework."

I didn't expect that to be like this.

The smile on Li Ziyang's face froze.

Looking at her blankly.

"ah?"

"Yes." Xia Mingqiao exhaled a breath of air conditioning, rubbed his hands, and said lightly.

"That's how..." Li Ziyang was a little disappointed and naturally lowered his eyes.

Xia Mingqiao: "…"

She tilted her head and wanted to take advantage of the street lights to see Li Ziyang's expression. Although she couldn't see clearly, she felt the slight feeling of disappointment around him, as if it condensed into a small dark cloud, floating above her head.

"Zi Yang?"

"Hmm?" Li Ziyang raised his head.

Xia Mingqiao deliberately coughed dryly, and then took out the rose that had been hidden behind her.

A big bunch.

Such a bright rose.

Li Ziyang's eyes were straight.

He pointed to the rose and pointed at Xia Mingqiao again: "You are..."

"Ah...hehe." Xia Mingqiao took back the faint smile on the corner of his mouth and pretended to be serious: "Where is me, when I came back, I went to my mother's flower shop. I happened to sell roses again, so I..."

I want to speak but stop.

Anyway, you should understand if you don't say it.

Li Ziyang blinked and asked tentatively: "I gave it to me?"

Xia Mingqiao: "What about that?" Who else can I give it to?

After she said that, she turned her head and smiled secretly.

This person is really...

Li Ziyang took the rose and subconsciously sniffed it. Then he smiled embarrassedly.

Xia Mingqiao walked forward two steps and looked at him blankly: "Why are you laughing at?"

Li Ziyang: "Ah no. I just think it's quite strange. The first time a girl gave me flowers, it was a rose."

I don’t have this treatment before I lived in my previous life.

It's so happy.

Li Ziyang felt that his heart was sweetened. He looked happy and was completely a child.

Xia Mingqiao: "Okay." She dragged her suitcase and walked forward a few steps: "I'm going home to sleep. I'm so tired after taking the car for a day."

Li Ziyang turned around and called her: "Wait a minute."

Xia Mingqiao: "?"

Li Ziyang: "I have a gift to give to you."

Ten minutes later

Li Ziyang and Xia Mingqiao stood in front of the doors of each house.

Xia Mingqiao was amazed at the time when the Spring Festival couplets were on the door, Li Ziyang handed her the music crystal ball he bought.

"This is……"

"New Year's Gift."

Li Ziyang was very nervous.

I was so nervous that I swallowed my saliva.

He didn't know that Xia Mingqiaoxi didn't like this kind of dreamy, princess-like gift.

But when he saw this crystal ball, he really thought it was very beautiful!

Xia Mingqiao took the crystal ball into his hand and smiled sweetly: "Thank you."

Hearing these three words and seeing the particularly happy smile, Li Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm afraid you don't like it."

"How is that possible?" Xia Mingqiao raised his eyebrows slightly and reached out to touch the crystal ball: "I like it as long as it was given by you. I'm talking about it, I probably won't have a more outrageous gift than broccoli."

After saying that, the two of them smiled tacitly.

"Ah..." Xia Mingqiao yawned.

It's really sleepy.

Li Ziyang didn't say anything more and watched her go into the house and go home.

He also turned around and inserted the key into the door.

After he returned, he put the roses on the coffee table.

Sitting on the sofa and watching very quietly.

I suddenly remembered what my grandma said before.

[If you will meet, someone will come to love you, hold flowers, and hurry to see you.]

It's her.

Li Ziyang's eyes became softer, and he smiled happily, and he said slowly: "It's her."

...

...

...

Xia Mingqiao has been busy doing homework since he came back from his hometown, and Li Ziyang would occasionally go to their house to sit.

It's really just sitting.

After all, girls have to make up for their homework.

You can't make a sound to disturb you.

The winter vacation of the second year of high school is about 25-30 days.

After the Spring Festival, we almost have to go back to school.

Looking at the calendar, even the lively Lantern Festival has to be celebrated in school.

Before the first evening study session

Li Ziyang remembered that as soon as he entered, he saw many people doing homework.

The look of writing fast is inexplicably familiar.

He and Xia Mingqiao walked to the seat and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Yin Zheng turned his head and said, "Ziyang, hurry up, lend me the English test paper!!!"

"Oh." Li Ziyang took out five English papers from his bag and handed them over.

Li Ziyang: "I said you started working hard a few days ago? Why haven't you finished it yet?"

Yin Zheng buried his head and wrote hard, almost squeezing out time to talk to Li Ziyang: "I can't finish writing. I haven't slept all night and I can't finish it. You said that during the Chinese New Year, why do teachers keep so much homework for one by one?!!!"

There is anger between the lines.

Li Ziyang smiled, put his schoolbag in his arms, and took out his homework one by one.

"Come on, just be afraid that the teacher will come suddenly and then..."
To be continued...