Chapter 2 unspoken rules of dating

Yan Yan...to such a big man?A current of positive ions and negative ions fell from the sky and spread from the top of my head to my toenails. I laughed dryly: "I... I'm not used to it." "You'll get used to it slowly." He said unhurriedly, "Call me first to listen." I opened my mouth with the determination that I would be struck to death by myself: "Yanyan...uh, let me call you by your name, Song Ziyan." He was stunned, an unknown light flashed in his eyes, and then he hooked the corners of his lips: "Okay." The car stopped at one end of the pedestrian street. Today is the weekend, and there are quite a lot of people coming and going in the pedestrian street. The little girls and the big girls are all dressed up in fashion, beautifully dressed, a large area of ​​mainstream and non-mainstream.

I have to say, it made me jealous. But fortunately, the man next to me is indeed too seductive. I have attracted many people's attention along the way, and I am still a little proud.What a beautiful picture, a handsome and elegant man and a very inner beautiful girl are holding each other's hands firmly in the bustling crowd. Hold each other's hands!I raised my eyes and looked at Song Ziyan who looked normal, and I gritted my teeth secretly: Isn't it just holding hands?For that one credit, I worked hard! But his palms were still sweating, he lowered his head: "Is it very hot?"

I smiled stiffly: "There are too many people." There are indeed a lot of people, the Buddha said, looking back 500 times in the previous life, only to pass by in this life, but in this short half-hour journey, I feel like my neck was broken in my previous life. He glanced at me, and then, naturally, wrapped his arms around my waist and held me in his arms.There was a hint of tobacco and a cool aroma in my nose, and I was a little dazzled. After I collected myself, I pulled a little distance away and smiled dryly: "Old...Song Ziyan, it's actually not necessary." He said: "We are dating, shouldn't this be the case?"

I gritted my teeth again, for that one credit, I worked hard! Just like that, he was hugged all the way to the front of the cinema, and he said, "Let's go to a movie." Anyway, I have already given up everything, as long as it is not a hotel, I dare to go anywhere. I feel that I have the aura of death in my body, so I nodded vigorously: "Okay!" The movie theater played last year's old film Painted Skin. I downloaded it and watched it. I was fascinated by Zhou Xun's big innocent eyes and pointed chin.The effect of watching it in the cinema is completely different from watching the video, and I watched it with gusto in the first half.Then in the second half, I felt that Song Ziyan was getting closer and closer to me. In the dark, I watched his face keep flickering as the picture turned. His face was so close to me, so close. You can almost feel his breath.

My brain froze a bit, and I blinked at him. He also blinked at me, with a smile slowly forming on his lips, stroked my hair and said, "I'll go out for a while." It wasn't until he walked out that my brain restarted. Didn't he want to kiss me just now? ! Could it be that I was sneaked by him for this one credit? !Too unambitious, it's a big deal to be ashamed to read a senior five, as for losing to this point?Although he is really handsome, if you get close, you can still see his clean face, dark eyes and long eyelashes.Pooh!Being handsome can't be a reason for you to degenerate yourself!

I was at war in my head, torn between sneaking out now and staying.The lover seat next to me suddenly sank, which woke me up.It turned out that Song Ziyan had returned with Coke and popcorn in his hand. He handed me the Coke, and before my paws touched the popcorn, he said softly, "Hold on, let me feed you." He smiled and looked at me tenderly, feeding popcorn from time to time, and my goosebumps were shaking all over my body.But I made a decision in my heart, I will do all the nasty and sour things, and I will never stop doing it, and I will not cry when I see the coffin, and I will not sneak around in the hotel.

When I came out of the movie theater, it was already dark, and the whole street was lit up.Sitting in the Sichuan restaurant on the seventh floor of the shopping mall, I looked at the neon lights below and said with emotion: "Although the plot is a bit bad, the music is really good." He said: "Compared to those so-called blockbuster movies in China, it is still good." I retorted: "But it's worse than the coloring ring." He looked at me with a half-smile: "Is it the abridged version or the unabridged version?" It is said that men in the morning and evening are beasts, why should I mention this thing myself?I quickly changed the subject: "Do you like Mrs. Wang or Xiaowei?"

He shook his head: "None of them." "There's always someone you like better." "They're all smart, and I don't like women who are too smart." "Then you like stupid people?" He looked at me and smiled: "You are like this." His answer is actually insulting my IQ, am I not smart? !But I didn't choke or grit my teeth, looking at his quiet eyes with a slight smile, I thought of another pair of bright black eyes. At that time, we were camping on the mountain, and everyone sat around the bonfire. After eating and drinking enough, someone proposed to play a killing game.I am very unfortunate, very unfortunate, or Su Yawen is lucky, so lucky.As long as I am a policeman and he is a killer, then I will definitely be stabbed by him first.It would be even worse if I were a killer, no matter if he was a policeman or a civilian, I would be the first to be voted dead.

After playing, everyone has forgotten the original intention of the game, and they are just witnesses to my death record with great interest. I yelled: "Why? Why? Why is it me every time?!" The madness is comparable to the roaring leader. Su Yawen just laughed: "Who made you so obvious, you can tell at a glance. If you are a killer, you should lower your head and pretend to be low-key. If you are a policeman, you must be the first to vote. If you are a civilian, you will talk a lot." Everyone around laughed. I was frustrated: "Am I so stupid?" The blue flames of the bonfire danced in his dark eyes, and he said, "It's okay, there are people like you."

I think the Sichuan food here is a bit spicy, it's so spicy that people who eat it are almost in tears.I lowered my head and worked hard to eat, not daring to raise my head. Song Ziyan's smile gradually disappeared, but he lit another cigarette silently. When I got out of the shopping mall, it was already dark, and I sat in the car watching street lights like Chang Long Yi speeding backwards.Our school is in the suburbs, not too far away from the city. The roads are a bit barren and sparsely populated.Along the way, neither of us spoke. When I arrived at the school gate, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, unfastened my seat belt, and smiled sincerely this time: "Old...uh, Song Ziyan, goodbye."

"Wait." He came on one arm and I was trapped between the car door and his chest.His head bowed down, his breath brushed my face, I looked at his eyes that were gradually deepening, and couldn't speak clearly: "What, what, what?" He smiled slightly: "When sending a girlfriend back, there must always be a goodbye kiss." I smiled unnaturally: "Old, teacher, you, stop joking." His fingers brushed against my lips, and his voice sounded like a myth: "Don't you love me? Don't you like me like crazy? What? Are you unhappy when I kiss you?" "Happy, happy." I replied subconsciously covered in sweat, and quickly shook my head again: "Not happy, not happy." He looked at me with deep, unfathomable eyes and didn't move, just staring at my face.In his eyes, I saw myself in panic. "Hahaha!" He suddenly laughed, putting one hand on the steering wheel, laughing until his shoulders trembled.Seeing me staring at him in astonishment, he smiled even more happily. After a while, he still had a deep smile in his voice: "Qin Qing, did you learn this trick from watching TV or did you think of it yourself?" "Huh?" I blinked. "Forget it." He waved his hand, took out another cigarette and lit it, and in the smog he asked, "How many classes did you skip last semester? No, I should ask you how many classes you attended last semester." My class." I understand a little bit, he must have known it, no, he knew it from the beginning.Where is Friends, American imperialism!Who is Song Ziyan, a golden turtle.This is a typical example of me playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong's door.He deliberately wanted to take advantage of me in a sour and nasty manner, for what reason, just to see how long I would last.I'm like a monkey being tricked, no wonder he just laughed so happily. He is too deeply influenced by capitalism, and he does not see the simplicity and sincerity unique to our great Chinese nation! He asked again: "My class made you so reluctant to take it? It made you step on the spot except for the first period, and never show your face again?" I was surprised: "You even know this?!" In his gaze, I generously expressed my determination: "Teacher Song's class is absolutely rare in the world. How many students break their heads and want to drill into it. Listen to Jun's words, Shengdu’s ten-year book describes a teacher like you. Thinking about missing your class often makes me speechless and choked on food and drink.” The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes were still sharp: "The reason." I couldn't make it through, I bowed my head and said, "The elective courses are all in the first period of Saturday." "so what?" My voice was like a mosquito: "I can't get up." What a pleasant time the weekend morning is, staying up late the night before to read a novel, and sleeping until I wake up naturally during the day.To see whether a person is happy, the most important indicator is that he wakes up naturally without any pressure. I take it for granted. "Azure is waiting for misty rain and I'm waiting for you~~" What a soul-stirring singing voice, what a lovely Jay Chou, but this singing voice is no different from killing a pig at six o'clock in the morning.I thought I might be dreaming, so I pressed my phone and changed my position to continue sleeping. "Azure is waiting for misty rain and I'm waiting for you~~" The sound of killing pigs reappeared, and Xiao Xue's confused and bitter voice came: "Qin Qing, you are going to die!" It seemed that there was something really wrong, so I pushed the phone away Put it in your ear: "Who is it?" "Five minutes, I'll give you another five minutes." A sober and cold voice came into my head, and I suddenly sat up. After brushing my teeth, I rushed out without even washing my face.Under the morning light, Song Ziyan, who was dressed in sportswear, was refreshing and handsome, raised his wrist to look at his watch and frowned: "I'm ten minutes late." I made a bitter face: "I thought you were joking yesterday." He glanced at me inadvertently: "When did I joke with you?" The morning wind blows over, I shiver all over, it's really cold.He pointed to the wide road in front of the school: "Jog twice." I lay on the bed and mourned earnestly: "Shangxiang! My life is very miserable!" Xiao Xue threw a pillow at her and said, "Come on, you have a morning meeting with handsome Song Da every day, and you're still complaining here?!" I asked: "If it were you, you would wake up before six o'clock every morning and run a mile like a bull. Do you still feel affectionate?" Her eyes obviously turned into sympathy: "I'm sorry, think about the mornings that can be exchanged for more than a month for a year of relaxation, it's worth it." I hugged my head: "What is more than a month, there are still four months before graduation, four full months, do I have to live such a life that is not as good as a pig and a dog!! Look, look, I even have a small stomach It's all gone, is Qin Qing still Qin Qing without a belly?!" She looked at me very strangely: "Don't you know?" "what do you know?" "Song Ziyan is no longer a substitute teacher. The whole school knows it. Didn't he tell you?" There was a rush of heat in my heart, I held her hand tightly, and asked word by word: "Are you serious?!" She murmured: "I thought he had a crush on you, why didn't he even tell you about this?" Amidst her muttering, I had already got up quickly and ran towards Song Ziyan's office.There was something hot flowing in my heart, urging me, wishing I could grow wings so that I could hurry up, even faster, and even fly in front of him. I pushed open the door panting, Song Ziyan was packing up his things in the office, he was obviously a little surprised to see me: "Why are you here?" I didn't speak, just looked at him with an extremely eager gaze, and unconsciously grasped his clothes tightly: "Are you, are you leaving school?" He took a deep look at me: "You came here to ask me this?" I nodded vigorously: "Can you answer me?" There seemed to be gentle waves in his eyes: "I'm here to resign today." I looked at him in disbelief: "Really?" He nodded. My eye sockets were swollen, and my eyes were a little hot: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" He held my shoulder: "Qin Qing, listen to me..." I shook my head and stepped back step by step: "No, you don't need to say anything." I broke free from his hand and ran out quickly without looking back. The sun outside was a bit strong, and my heart was unbelievably hot, and my chest was full, and the teardrops oozed from the corners of my eyes reflected colorful lights under my eyes. I know that those are tears of joy, that are real tears of joy, that are the excitement of the turned serfs singing after suffering.From then on, there was no morning bell, no damn 1000 meters, no Song Ziyan... Song Ziyan, I don't know why my heart suddenly feels empty. Human inertia is really a terrible thing. It was obvious that I stayed up very late yesterday because of the celebration, but today I opened my eyes after five o'clock.The dormitory is very quiet, there are few senior classes, and there is no sound in the corridor outside.The school has not yet received electricity, and the house is pitch black, and the sky outside cannot be seen through the curtains.But even with my eyes closed, I can still think of the current scene at the school gate. People in the cafeteria are transporting vegetables inside, and the school’s pair of white-haired Japanese foreign teachers are jogging together. When they see us, they will greet us in Japanese with a friendly smile.Song Ziyan would look at their receding figures and smile: "How nice it is like this." Chen Xi had a peaceful and remote aura on his face. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt like an abandoned and abandoned little thing, sad in my heart, and felt sorry for myself. After three o'clock in the afternoon, the cafeteria was relatively deserted, and Xiao Xue turned to me while chatting: "This Song Ziyan is heartless, no matter how many exhausting mornings you have spent together, why did he leave without even making a phone call?" what?" Exhausted early morning?I said elder sister, although you are an English major, but as a Chinese, don't make such ambiguous sentences, okay?I didn't raise my eyes: "Why did he call me?" She said: "Who did Song Ziyan talk to other than in class? He pushed you hard at that time. I thought he was interested in you." Pressing every step?Although it is true, it is still ambiguous. I looked at her seriously: "Look at my face, isn't it gorgeous?" She shook her head. "Is it pure?" She shook her head harder. I was horrified by her ignorance: "Basically, based on the experience of reading a lot of books, objects like Song Jingui specially made for young girls to prostitute themselves will only fall into the hands of two kinds of people. One is beautiful but not smart. You can run a large international company or a killer alliance at your fingertips. One is youthful but you can fall down when you walk and get pushed to the bed. It’s silly and naive to say why you have extra meat on your body. I understand. no?" She gave a thumbs up: "So enlightened." Under the admiring eyes of the crowd, I humbly nodded and made a final conclusion: "In short, even he doesn't look down on me, and I don't miss him." Xiao Xue looked behind me and suddenly changed her face. I followed her gaze and looked back, only to see Song Ziyan standing behind me, with the corners of his mouth tightly pursed and his face expressionless.