Don’t Be Aggressive with Me

A gust of wind blew, and the snow piled up on the branches was blown up again, and it fell on Cheng Siqiao's face, faintly cold.

"My life is actually quite boring. Every day, I complete fixed tasks. Apart from studying, I have to be with Lu Qifeng and his ghosts, which is dull and monotonous." Xie Chen continued, "But since you transferred? After that, everything seems to be different?"

"My life seems to shine into a beam of sunlight, which not only illuminates my life, but also brings me warmth and joy."

Xie Chen stretched out his hand to Cheng Siqiao: "So now, I want to grab this beam of light."

I like to be like sunshine? You are also selfish that this beam of light can be private to me.

Cheng Siqiao lowered her head, her gloves had been taken off and put in her pocket. The love snowball that Xie Chen gave her was lying quietly in her palm, melting a little under the temperature of the palm of her hand.

She suddenly thought of Zhou Nian's words.

-Since you like it, you must take good care of it and don't leave regrets for yourself.

Cheng Siqiao plucked up all the courage to walk towards Xie Chen, and back to hold his palm. When Xie Chen hadn't reacted yet, he pulled him down, standing on tiptoe, and facing him. Drop a soft kiss.

Her lips are a little cold.

Xie Chen was startled by her sudden? initiative and almost lost his mind.

"Congratulations, Xie Chen." Cheng Siqiao smiled at him, "Now you have caught the light."

Cheng Siqiao’s heart was hanging for many days? The stone finally fell and belonged to her? That pampering ran out again. She raised her head to meet Xie Chen’s? gaze, with a proud tone: "And you have been stared at by this beam of light. Now, there is no chance to go back?"

"I see." Xie Chen pulled her into his arms, his tone spoiled, "Little haunted ghost."

Cheng Siqiao buried his face in Xie Chen's thick down jacket, greedily enjoying his breath, and then vaguely uneasy after joy.

"Xie Chen." She whispered, "We are about to face the third grade of high school, face the college entrance examination, and face many, many choices..."

Xie Chen understood the meaning of her words, covered her head with a palm, and softly comforted: "It's okay, you just need to be as willful and cheerful as before, and boldly choose what you want? Life is just fine—"

"I will tolerate you? Everything, will follow you? I will always protect you behind me."

The snowball in his hand gradually melted into water, and Cheng Siqiao withdrew a step back, spreading his palms and found that the snowball had mostly melted.

"You too, Xue Mingming just can't keep it? Things, why bother to hold a snowball, anyway, it will eventually melt."

"I always think Xuehe? Love is the most romantic? Thing." Xie Chen took her to the side and sat down on the bench, "So I want to give you this exclusive romance."

"Moreover." He looked at the melting snow in Cheng Siqiao's hands, "Although this love snowball will disappear by your side, it is my heart to you."

The snow will eventually melt into water, and the years will eventually age with the passage of time, but it is my feelings for you that will never dissipate.

The two strolled downstairs for a while, and Xie Chen sent Cheng Siqiao home.

"No? Did I go up together?" Cheng Siqiao asked a little disappointed.

"No." Xie Chen rubbed her hair, "Your relatives are there? If I go back, everyone will be uncomfortable."

"Isn't it all? Is it my family?" Cheng Siqiao said confidently, "My mother, my brother, my grandpa and grandmother, which one of you don't know? My uncle and they won't mind?."

"You are—" Xie Chen laughed softly, "Can't bear me?"

"Who can't bear you anymore?" Cheng Siqiao patted him on the shoulder, saying nonsense, "Don't be so narcissistic, okay?"

"Then I can go up." Cheng Siqiao didn't insist anymore, waved his hand generously with Xie Chen, turned and walked into the corridor.

Halfway through, he was suddenly caught in his arms from behind.

Xie Chen bent over, put his chin on Cheng Siqiao's shoulder, and whispered in her ear: "Forget it, I can't bear you, I'll send you up."

Sending Cheng Siqiao to the door of the house, Xie Chen squeezed her earlobe: "Remember to think? Your boyfriend."

"Remember, remember." Cheng Siqiao was a little embarrassed.

She walked in to change her clothes, saw her grandfather sitting on the sofa with a grievance, walked over and asked, "Grandpa, what's the matter? Who made you angry?"

"Also? Who can anyone?" The old man raised his volume, and looked at the one who was playing on the phone. Zhou Nian glanced at him, "Ask her yourself."

"Grandpa, this is yours? It's wrong." Zhou Nian put away the phone, and said unhurriedly, "I am obviously kind to accompany you to play chess to relieve boredom, but you are slandering my image in front of Si Qiao? , You are not kind."

"Are you so embarrassed to mention?!" Grandpa said more and more vigorously, "I played with? Other Xie Chen? Good?, you have to interrupt us, the result! You won't make it at all!"

"Didn't I just let the elephant go horizontally and the horse go vertical." Zhou Nian said nonchalantly. "And don't you just want to be happy when you play chess? What are you doing more seriously? Grandpa, it's not good to get angry when you are old, you have to Change it."

"I'm too lazy to talk to you? You said this!" He turned his gaze back to Cheng Siqiao, "Why did you come back by yourself? Where's Xie Chen?"

"Huh?" Cheng Siqiao didn't think about it? When the topic was reached, he would suddenly turn back to himself, "He saw that you were accompanied, so he went back first."

"Ok."

"Grandpa." Cheng Siqiao leaned toward him and asked him, "What do you think of Xie Chen?"

"The young man is nice? I like it." He glanced at Zhou Nian again, "Much more pleasing to the eye than your cousin."

Although it's just an ordinary compliment, it was Cheng Siqiao who listened very happy.

"Grandpa, if you really dislike me so much." Zhou Nian changed his posture and nestled on the sofa, "After that, we will get in touch with the drift bottle."

"What kind of drift bottle?" The old man was too lazy to make peace? Zhou Nian gasped and turned to ask Cheng Siqiao.

Cheng Siqiao: "..."

"Just don't need to contact me again? Means." Zhou Nian rushed to answer.

Father: "..."

"You stay away from me!" he shouted at Zhou Nian.

"Okay?" Zhou Nian stood up and went to the balcony. Standing on the balcony, he hooked his finger towards Cheng Siqiao and motioned to her.

"Nothing? You told me?" Zhou Nian opened a can of Coke, raised his head and took a sip, "For example? What did you do just now?"

"Just now?" Cheng Siqiao was inexplicably guilty, his eyes looked out the window, pretending to be relaxed, "Nothing to do, just go for a walk."

Zhou Nian "tsk" and tucked her long hair to the side of her ears: "Sister, this is not enough for you. In order to create opportunities for the two of you, I sacrificed myself. Why are you paying back? Disagreement? I said. Honestly."

"Am I? I saw it, and you still want to hide it from me?"

Cheng Siqiao:!

Saw?

"What do you see?" Cheng Siqiao asked cautiously, "My mother and them—?"

"Don't worry, they don't know."

"It's okay." Cheng Siqiao bit his head and said, "Just, just be together."

"Not bad." Zhou Nian patted her beautiful face, "A little faster than I expected."

"You and? He said?"

"No." Cheng Siqiao shook his head, "He and I said nothing."

"Wow." Zhou Nian made an exaggerated expression, gossiping, "What then?"

Cheng Siqiao briefly explained the process, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, and stopped to look at Zhou Nian suspiciously: "No, cousin, didn't you all? Did you see it?!"

Zhou Nian touched her hair, showing her aunt's smile: "You lied to you, my stupid sister."

Cheng Siqiao: "..."

Society is simple and complicated? People.

Cheng Siqiao turned to leave.

"Don't go." Zhou Nian hooked her finger to the hat on her sweater, "I haven't heard enough yet."

"Cousin!" She exploded, "Si? Before? Why didn't you find you gossiping like this?"

"Isn't this old age? Knock yours? Sugar." She helped Cheng Siqiao tidy up her clothes and said with emotion, "Young is good. It's so shy to fall in love."

Cheng Siqiao thought? You are also three years older than me.

"Okay." Zhou Nian patted Cheng Siqiao's shoulder, "I don't want to? Say I don't force you, you two are doing well? Just do it."

She leaned down and whispered in Cheng Siqiao's ear: "Is there anyone beside Xie Chen? Are there any singles? Brother, help sister to pay attention."

"No need? Too high? Just as handsome as Xie Chen."

"..." Cheng Siqiao gave her a disgusting look.

"What do you use? This kind of look? Look at me? What do you do? Female junior holding gold bricks, don't you understand?"

Cheng Siqiao: Don't want to? Understand.

After having a few words with Zhou Nianpi, Cheng Siqiao went back to his small room, turned on the phone and wanted to send a message to Xie Chen.

The remark of "Sneezer" is still? Is it? She gave Xie Chen before? Now the relationship between the two people is different, and Cheng Siqiao feels that this title should also be changed.

She began to wonder what would be better.

After thinking about it for a while, she decided to look for inspiration online.

Cheng Siqiao searched a lot on Baidu, and all the results were "boyfriend", "baby" and "husband".

It's earthy and nothing new.

Cheng Siqiao fiddled with the tips of her hair, suddenly got inspiration, and quickly changed the remarks.

Then send a message to Xie Chen.

[Toffee: Are you home? 】

[My? Smelly dog: It's here. 】

Cheng Siqiao went over and closed the door to confirm that the people outside could not hear him. Then he dialed a video call to Xie Chen and wanted to see what he was doing.

There was a "Didi" sound from the receiver. Cheng Siqiao waited for five seconds and found that the phone was actually hung up! Break! NS!

Xie Chen dare to hang her phone? !

Cheng Siqiao didn't give up and made another call.

Sure enough, she was hung up again.

Cheng Siqiao was a little bit angry, and Xie Chen dared to treat her like this in less than an hour before and after the two people were together. !

Just when she was about to have a good theory with Xie Chen, Xie Chen called the phone back.

Cheng Siqiao reluctantly connected, Xie Chen was wiping his hair on the other side.

"Why are you hanging up on my phone?!" Cheng Siqiao asked.

"It's a bath."

"A bath on the first day of the new year will wash away the fortune? Do you understand?"

"Superstition." Xie Chen said.

"You're superstitious!" Cheng Siqiao dissatisfied, "You take a bath as soon as you take a shower, why hang up my phone?"

Xie Chen: "..."

"Otherwise?" Xie Chen asked lazily.

"You can answer the phone in the bath? Ah." Cheng Siqiao was quite unreasonable.

"Cheng Siqiao." Xie Chen chuckled, "Do you know what you look like now?"

"What?" Cheng Siqiao frowned.

"Like a little hooligan."

Cheng Siqiao: "..."