As soon as the car door is closed, the hustle and bustle of the street is blocked out by the glass. The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and a cool breeze blew out from the air outlet, which made Zhou Yewei feel much more relaxed.
He leaned back in the back seat, raised his head and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again after two or three seconds, he frowned and said
"I don't like eating strawberries."
The voice was not loud, but sounded a little tired and irritable.
Lin Qianyi lowered her head to rummage through her bag. When she heard this, she stopped and quickly took out a palm-sized notebook and a pen from her bag.
The edges of the book were worn and curled, and there was a crooked cat sticker on the cover, which was a masterpiece of her careful decoration. She turned over a page, bit off the cap of the pen with her teeth, and started writing.
"Oh, this is very important to remember." She repeated in a low voice while writing, "It's the end of the week, I don't like eating strawberries." Then she put a cross next to the strawberry.
After she finished writing, she raised her head, put the end of the pen against her chin, and looked at him with bright eyes, very seriously.
"So do you like oranges?"
Zhou Yemo turned his head and glanced at her. She tilted her head and waited for the answer, and he said "hmm".
"I like it."
"Where's the watermelon?"
"I like it."
"Pineapple?"
"I like it."
What about bananas? Durian? Grape? "
"..."
Lin Qianyi became more and more enthusiastic as she asked, leaning forward slightly so that the notebook was almost touching her knees. The page is getting fuller and fuller, and her handwriting is getting more and more elegant.
Zhou Yemo suddenly stopped answering. He turned to look at her, his eyes heavy. She was a little close to him, close enough that he could clearly see a tiny drop of sweat on the tip of her nose.
"What about me? "She didn't notice it and was still asking.
"What? "
Lin Qianyi stopped writing and smacked her eyes. Then she suddenly leaned forward, held her face with both hands, and put it under his eyes. The little distance between the two of them was almost gone by her. She raised her face and blinked her eyes
"What about me? Do you like me? "
The air-conditioning in the car was still blowing, causing a few strands of hair on her forehead to sway slightly. Zhou Yewen said nothing. He looked down at her face, his Adam's apple rolling slightly. The neon lights outside the window slid across the glass one by one, illuminating her eyes.
He didn't hide.
He just raised his hand and pushed Lin Qianyi's head away gently. Then he turned his head and looked out the window, his voice half a degree lower than before.
"Lin Qianyi. "
"What. "Lin Qianyi rubbed her forehead.
"That's not part of the job. "
The tips of his ears were so red that they were about to bleed in the dim car.
The hard-pressed and incontinent worker X-rayed the beautiful creampie
Intention: All things in the world are nothing but mediocre