Please Have a Cup of Green Tea

In May, it is the season of late spring and early summer.

Pei Jingshuo carried a box of freshly baked soup dumplings, two bottles of imported milk in his backpack, and rode a mountain bike through the busy morning traffic.

After turning a few intersections, he glanced at the traffic light in front of him, he was stunned, and then the smile on his lips burst out.

A black-haired girl wearing a long-sleeved lady's skirt and carrying a white canvas handbag waved to him.

The ponytail that the girl usually ties behind her head is now softly draped down to her chest, setting off her fair little face like the first snow, white and pure, unfamiliar with the world.

Just looking at it from a distance is amazing enough.

When he got closer, the boy's eyes unnaturally averted, not daring to take a closer look at her particularly attractive face today.

"Pei Jingshuo, are you here?" Bi Ming's voice was graceful and soft, unique to Shuixiang, and her lethality to straight men was simply max level.

At least little kid Pei is having a hard time holding his breath at the moment.

He couldn't understand, why today's Bi Ming just had her hair loose, but she seemed more beautiful than usual?

"Well, get in the car. Today's breakfast is soup dumplings and milk."

"Thank you." Bi Ming supported his waist, jumped into the back seat, and sat sideways on the seat cushion, her long skirt swayed in waves by the wind.

In the cool breeze, the girl's hands did not come down from his waist, but were attached tightly, and the temperature of the palms seemed to be transmitted through the clothes.

"..." The warmth in his waist made Pei Jingshuo unable to calm down. Although his eyes were fixed on the road ahead, he almost ran a red light.

"What's wrong?" Bi Ming put his hand on the other's flexible and fat-free waist, resisting the thought of rubbing, and sighed, "Be careful, and obey the rules."

"Uh, um." The wheels braked in front of the white line in time, and Pei Jingshuo's heart beat fast.

The training camp is in an office building in the city center, and it only takes 20 minutes to get there by bike.

When he got off the bus, Bi Ming saw the young man's face was blushing, and smiled unconsciously: "Are you tired, your face looks so hot."

Pei Jingshuo's waist and abdomen were hot now, as if there was still a girl's touch. At this time, seeing her "pure and ignorant" smiling at him, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

She trusts herself so much, but her mind is full of those absurd yellow scraps, which is too... immoral.

"Breakfast, you can eat it," his voice was rustling as soon as he left his mouth, hurried and embarrassed, as if embarrassed, "I'll be waiting for you here on time in the afternoon."

The boy should have a fierce and cold face, but at this moment he said something like a daughter-in-law waiting for her husband. The contrast was so great that Bi Ming almost laughed.

"Okay, then you have to remember to eat breakfast yourself." She took the tightly packaged soup dumpling from the boy, then put the milk into the canvas bag, and the next second, she exclaimed in a low voice, "Wait a minute. , I forgot something!"

Pei Jingshuo stared at her suspiciously: "what's the matter?"

She shook her head, seeming to be a little confused - "Well, it's... Do you think it would be bad for me to go to class like this?"

The boy raised his eyebrows, his eyes finally "righteous and bright" patrolling her whole body.

"It's not really good."

Rongguang is too prosperous, and it is easy to be targeted by other little brats.

Bi Ming has a heart: "Yes, when I came, I always hesitated whether to tie my hair, but I washed my hair before going out and hadn't dried it, so it was very uncomfortable to tie it."

"If I don't tie it, I'm afraid that I will be the only one in the class with disheveled hair, and the teacher will be unhappy when he sees it."

Pei Jingshuo was not bothered at all by the thoughts of a little girl like her, but felt that she was cuter because of such small problems.

However, after noticing one detail, he still cleared his throat: "Don't wash your hair in the morning in the future."

Bi Ming: ?

"My mother said that girls can't wash their hair too early or too late, otherwise the moisture will leave the scalp and cause the root of the disease."

In fact, this was what his mother told Yin Han before. He had never paid attention to other girls' hair, but he remembered it inexplicably today.

"Auntie knows how to maintain health." Bi Ming's eyes widened slightly, then nodded, "Thank you and Auntie, I will pay attention to it in the future."

The young phoenix's eyes were gleaming, and a smile poured from the corners of his eyes like spring water: "Ruan Xiaoan, you can just thank me, it has nothing to do with my mother."

This guy, a thank you has to care about.

Bi Ming laughed and handed him the canvas bag: "Don't make trouble, you help me get something first, I'm going to get my hair up."

Then Pei Jingshuo saw her take off the coral bracelet he thought was a bracelet from her snow-white wrist.

"Can this tie hair?" He was dumbfounded.

"Of course," Bi Ming looked at him with a rare and strange look, "it was originally a hair tie, elastic."

The little straight man was speechless.

Bi Ming's hands swiftly combed her hair, wrapping her hands around her back, and tying her hair together, leaving only a few strands of fine hair hanging down from her ear temples, looking a little more playful.

Pei Jingshuo's eyes couldn't move on her snow-white cheeks.

He didn't expect that the girl's graceful and soft hair would become clean and refreshing when she casually tie it, it was like magic.

His breath seemed to be entwined with the fresh and faint scent of jasmine from the tips of her hair.

Bi Ming touched her ponytail and whispered a little shyly: "Pei Jingshuo, help me see, will my hair be messy?"

no respond.

"Pei... Jingshuo?" She finally raised her eyes.

The eyes of the two collided, and Bi Ming saw the love that could not be hidden in his eyes, like a prairie fire.

No words are needed, the fiery eyes are enough to prove everything.

***

Time flies like an arrow.

After someone waited for a long time, the day of returning to school finally came.

For the first time in history, Pei Jingshuo took the initiative to walk into the head teacher's office.

The head teacher is looking at the excel sheet on the computer, overjoyed.

In this mid-term exam, the average score of the seven classes has risen quite well, and it is almost approaching the score of the experimental class.

As soon as he saw the teenager entering the door, the head teacher smiled: "Come on, Pei Jingshuo, you have made great progress this time. The teacher was startled and wondered if he might have made a mistake."

The improvement of the average score of the class largely depends on the number of people who are holding back.

This time, Pei Jingshuo didn't hand in blank papers as before, or write casually, and what was even more surprising was that this kid was able to get such a high ranking in the test when he was serious.

"Teacher, what is my rank?" The boy just wanted to know this.

The head teacher dragged out the form and found his name: "Well... Pei Jingshuo, it's really good, the grade is ranked 145. This is the front row of troops in our class, keep up the good work!"

Pei Jingshuo clenched his fists, and cold sweat began to ooze out of his palms: "Is it right?"

The head teacher looked at him strangely, why the child was not very happy: "Of course there is no wrong calculation, this time is different from the school entrance examination. The computer is used to change the results and the rankings are calculated by the computer."

The last school exam, the prefect thought that it was not a large-scale exam, so he didn't use the usual machines. He didn't expect that something would go wrong as soon as he relaxed. This time, he learned a lesson. Ming's previous 60 mistakes were made.

"Can the score be re-checked after the paper is issued?" The young man was obviously unwilling, and seemed unacceptable to the result.

"This... how is this going to work?"

The head teacher couldn't understand. In his opinion, it was a miracle that Pei Jingshuo was able to rise from the bottom of the grade to this ranking, and he should be commended by the previous grade.

Pei Jingshuo is actually dissatisfied?

In fact, the young man is not only dissatisfied, his brain is about to explode.

"Pei Jingshuo, the teacher has to tell you, don't care too much about the ranking. After all, you have improved, and others may perform well. You can strive for the top 100 at the end of the term." The head teacher repeatedly comforted.

But the teenager shook his head: "It's too late... I told her... You must score 100 in the midterm exam."

The head teacher thought it was an agreement between Pei's mother and her son, and smiled helplessly: "Your mother is too happy to see you have made such great progress. How can you force such a high goal?"

Pei Jingshuo's ears were buzzing now, and he couldn't hear anything.

He actually knows that the ranking is not something he can decide by himself. If he is given another month, maybe it will be more stable to hit the top 100.

But... that promise with Bi Ming, I couldn't fulfill it.

Just like in a dream, she had stretched out her hand towards him, but he still couldn't catch it.

Then only to indulge in the tide of despair.

As he stepped over the threshold, another group of students entered the office eager to find out their grades.

"Teacher, what is my ranking?"

Tang Bei, relying on his physical advantage, took the lead to squeeze next to the head teacher, and couldn't wait to ask.

"Let me see... 99 people, you're doing well, you went to tutoring?"

Tang Xiaopang smiled stupidly: "Teacher, which subject do I have the highest?"

"Math, one hundred and twenty-seven!"

"Haha, really? That's all thanks to the class representative. I asked her a lot of questions before the exam..."

When Tang Bei went out, he was still muttering "99 is a good number", it was the first time he had won such a high ranking.

However, a few seconds later, someone in front of him stopped him.

Looking up, Tang Bei gasped:

"H-Pei, Brother Pei?"

The young man looked very cold, his eyes were like cold pools, and he folded his arms in front of the little fat man.

"What did you say you rank just now?"

Tang Bei wanted to cry without tears, he didn't know how he had provoked this big guy:

"I... I am ninety-ninth..."

The unnamed yin fire in the young man's heart was raging, and his eyes seemed to gouge out a knife on Tang Bei's body.

If this title is his, that's fine.

Tang Xiaobei shivered, he wanted to run but he didn't dare to run, he always felt that Pei Jingshuo in front of him was going to punch him at any time.

"Brother Pei Pei ... Is there anything else?"

Pei Jingshuo was still looking at the timid fat man in front of him, unable to figure out how the other party was so lucky, but he made it into the top 100.

"No, you can get out."

He couldn't rob the other party's ranking by himself, so Pei Jingshuo waved his hand out of breath, simply out of sight and out of mind.

Tang Bei was relieved immediately, and ran away with his short legs.

On the way, he happened to see Bi Ming holding her holiday homework to the office, and he quickly reminded her:

"Ruan Xiaoan, be careful, Pei Jingshuo is angry in the aisle near the teacher's office."

"You'd better get out of there."

Bi Ming tilted her head and frowned slightly: "Well...Thank you for reminding me. I'll move the homework in the next class, and you can help me get it back to the classroom."

Tang Bei took the exercise book from her hand and was extremely puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

Bi Ming blinked and smiled: "Girl's secret, don't ask."

Tang Bei blushed suddenly.

Could it be to change the aunt's towel?

Bi Ming looked at the back of him leaving, with the same smile, turned around and walked towards the office.

At this time, Pei Jingshuo was leaning against the stainless steel railing, looking into the distance.

The sky was covered with gray haze and looked gloomy.

His eyes were blank at this time, and his frustration was like a cold wave that slowly froze his heart.

Until a light and gentle voice sounded behind him.

"Pei Jingshuo—"

The young man's breathing stopped and he didn't dare to look back.

He doesn't know how to face her now.

But the girl tugged at his sleeve and continued to call him softly.

"Pei Jingshuo, look back."

The boy turned around, but in the next second he looked at the hand handed in front of him in astonishment. In the palm of his hand lay a candy with pink wrapping paper.

What does it mean?

"If you're in a bad mood, eat something sweet." Bi Ming blinked and smiled sweetly.

"But I..." He wanted to say something, but saw the girl peel off the candy wrapper, stand on tiptoe, and pull his collar down.

"Eat it, dear."

His open mouth was caught off guard by a ball of fondant.

The fragrance of white peach instantly occupied the entire mouth, and it was so sweet that it seemed to cure all bad emotions.

Pei Jingshuo was a little stunned, but when he was pulled back to the classroom by the girl's sleeves, he was obedient like a large dog.

"Look, this is a reward."

She pointed to the small cake on his seat, a very simple fruit cake with a strawberry on top of snow-white cream.

There was a pink card under the cake, and he pulled it out in a daze, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.

There are very simple words written on it: [Congratulations on academic progress]

Most importantly, he saw her schoolbag and hung it on the table next to her.

…

Pei Jingshuo was silent for a long time, and finally closed his eyes, his voice was unbelievably gentle—

"Ruan Xiaoan, thank you."

Like a drowning person being rescued at the last moment before dying.

Breathing became normal, heartbeat became stronger, and all emotions began to stabilize.

Only, he knew that something had completely changed.

That emotion no longer floats on the surface, but instead settles down, saves inwardly, and he doesn't know what kind of behemoth it will develop into in the future.

Of course, there's no need to figure it out either.

Bi Ming looked back at him, feeling the change in the other party's emotions, and the corners of her lips couldn't help twitching.

Training a puppy is actually quite simple.

Gentleness was her dog training leash, which was wrapped around his neck little by little. When he really found out, there was no way to escape.

Just like a domesticated dog can't live without people.