On the road to youth, there are not always flowers everywhere.

The alleys in the old city after the rain were very dirty. Whenever Yu Zhile came here with her, Xia Zhenyue would always feel a little uncomfortable.

I looked at his shoes with some distress. His shoes were so white, and they looked very bad if they were stained with mud.

This is the first time in history that Xia Zhengyue became angry at the messy alley.

After coming out of the vegetable market, in addition to the umbrella and book in his hand, two more dishes were added, one of which was hers and the other he bought according to his copy.

It was still raining in the sky, and the two of them were still holding an umbrella together.

When approaching her house, Xia Zhenyue was a little nervous and opened a distance with him a little. Fortunately, she didn't see her mother at the door, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

When he was about to arrive at her door, Yu Zhile ran out from under her umbrella with a box of books in her arms and ran into the rain-covered place on the eaves. Xia Zhengyue followed her with an umbrella and quickly followed her without saying a word. She knew tacitly that this was his considerate.

"Aunt!"

"It's Zhile. It's raining outside, and the clothes are gone, right?"

"No, it's not heavy."

I have been to her house many times, and Yu Zhile and her mother are becoming more and more familiar with each other.

He found a clean area, put the box of books first, then turned the bag from behind, opened a pack of dried fish, and squeezed two pieces to feed Xue Meier who was lying on the counter.

“Meow~”

Look, not only did her mother be so happy, but her cat was coaxed to him.

Every night when Xia Zhenyue hesitated whether to chat with him, Xue Meier would call him, but she was so angry that she was so angry.

"Your face is all watery, and you said it's not wet. Xiaoyue, you don't even have an umbrella for Zhile, just wipe it with a towel."

"It's okay, auntie, they're all sweat."

Yu Zhile teased Xue Meier with a smile, took a bottle of peanut oil and scanned the code to pay by himself, and skillfully pulled off a plastic bag and put it in.

In front of her mother, Xia Zhenyue was not so relaxed. She put away the umbrella and ran into the house. After a while, she took out a towel that had been twisted with water.

"You, wipe it..."

She handed over the towel and looked away with a happier look.

“This towel is quite fragrant.”

Yu Zhile didn't care. She took the towel, wiped her face and neck, and then reached out to pick it up and ran back to the house.

When she came out, Yu Zhile was ready to go back.

"Let me put my book here first, and borrow my umbrella?"

"Yeah, OK..."

"Auntie, I'll go home first, see you another day!"

"Let Zhile stay for dinner?"

"Next time! I'll bring the vegetables back to cook for my mom!"

Yu Zhile held her umbrella, carried her schoolbag on one shoulder, and carried the vegetables and the oil she had just bought in the other hand. As he walked, the schoolbag and school uniform were swaying. Xia Zhenyue stood at the door, holding the cat in her arms, watching his gradually blurred back under the blue umbrella.

There is a feeling that the world is so small that he is the only one left.

Until she couldn't see him, she turned around and returned to the house and began to work on her own life of food, food, oil and salt.

After finishing the meal and packing the house, Xia Zhenyue came over to carry the box of books she brought back.

The two of them stacked their books, his pressing on her.

This bad guy seemed to be stubbornly obsessed with the matter of pressing on her. Whether it is the name or the pile of books, he was a hooligan bad guy!

When my hand touched the box, my arm sank down, and I realized how heavy the books I had for the two people were piled together, but along the way, I didn't hear him say anything tired. I think the ones on his face were really sweating.

Most of them were textbooks, so she picked up a few books at will, sat by the bed and looked through them carefully.

At first glance, she was a lazy person. The textbooks were almost clean, and the traces of pen and ink left behind were more than half less than her same textbooks.

Sometimes, the pictures on the text can also appreciate his strange style of painting, such as giving Newton a sword in his hand, Aristotle holding a cigarette in his mouth, etc.

It was very interesting, and she enjoyed it.

There are also many ink dots left on the pages. Is this what the tip of the pen is left on the face when thinking about it, or is it the tip of the pen falls down when the pen turns?

Xia Zhengyue thinks that the latter is more likely.

Now it was time to review, and Xia Zhenyue was reluctant to put down the textbook in his hand, so she simply looked at his book to review.

It is indeed the witty and brave Xiaoyue, she is so smart.

She praised herself, and then suddenly realized, was it because she had contacted him too much that made her become narcissistic like him?

I heard that the relationship between husband and wife has scientific basis. Two people who have been together for a long time and support each other will subconsciously imitate each other, including body movements and language. Over time, they will become the relationship between husband and wife. Similarly, the phenomenon of "repeater" is also the same...

I reviewed until after nine o'clock, and took a break in the middle of the summer moon to help my mother wipe her body. She also wanted to take a shower.

Close the narrow bathroom door and take off your clothes one by one, showing your snow-white skin and your graceful and energetic body at the age of seventeen.

She is developing very well, but she usually wears school uniforms, which ordinary people can't see.

The towel that had wiped his sweat in his hand felt a little hot...

She pressed her little face on her face, sniffed it gently, and then put a towel on her chest, her skin was red and her heart was pounding...

Close your eyes and feel like you are hugging him naked.

This can't be done again next time.

She thought so.

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"Mom, eat tilapia today."

Yu Zhile put the bought vegetables into the kitchen and greeted his mother.

"Boy, I think you are getting more and more crazy."

"What? Isn't it just buying some vegetables? It's my money. If you save money on buying vegetables, you can buy a facial mask. Your son is more considerate of you."

"Stop being slick, you will be mock exam tomorrow, right? If you fail the exam and don't have 680 or so, be careful that your mother will break up... No, you will beat you, pervert!"

"I'm not greedy for others. Oh, you don't understand the relationship... OK, I peel garlic and say something."

Since the stinky brat exploded last week, the old couple couldn't suppress him anymore. It would have been fine if he had known that he wouldn't interrogate that, at least he was a little calmer. Now he looks like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, but it makes Shao Shuhua so angry.

It was just that the college entrance examination was approaching, and he had no choice but to coax him in a good voice, hoping that he would not commit any life.

Yu Zhile can still distinguish between importance. After all, for Xia Zhenyue, the important prerequisite for dating him is that she has become an amazing person. He will not cause trouble to her in important matters like the college entrance examination. The degree is very accurate.

"Hahaha, are you embarrassed? The hidden umbrellas are seen, you will laugh to death."

My cousin's laughter was heard from her phone that she deserved a beating.

I don’t know how a woman’s thinking is made up. Every time my cousin calls him, he must turn on a video. Why don’t Xia Zhenyue open a video for him?

Li Luoqing on the screen was so ugly that she had just finished taking a shower, her face was covered with cucumbers and her hair was tied into a bun, so her stinky brother could only see this ugly appearance.

After thinking about it, Yu Zhile took a silent screenshot. If she dared to reveal the story of her wearing a skirt when she was a child, he would post her ugly photos on WeChat Moments. Love and kill each other is the essence of siblings.

"Okay, okay, the phone is out of gas, and it's hung up."

"Hey, wait, I've been bored all day and I'm looking forward to eating your food."

Yu Zhile put his phone next to him, turned on the computer and started typing.

"I'm going to code. I have to review it after coding, and I have to chat with her after reviewing. I'm very busy."

"You turn the screen around, I don't want to look at the ceiling!"

"Sister, I think you'd better look at me less in the future. You've become used to my handsomeness, and subconsciously use my handsomeness as the standard. But there is no man in the world who is more handsome than me? Wouldn't you live alone to die in this way?"

"When Chang'e repairs the sky, why don't you use your skin to repair it?"

Li Luoqing said gossip: "Then according to your statement, your cooked frogs in warm water is quite successful. If you have such a strong firepower, she won't jump out?"

"She likes me more than you think."

"How do you like it?"

"If she could stop time, she would come over and kiss me, hug me, and sleep with me."

"Dream to you!"

Li Luo complained, but couldn't help but ask him curiously: "What about you? I haven't heard you say how much you like her yet."

"Also like it more than you think."

"What's the reason?"

"It's not about weighing the pros and cons. What's the reason? When she smiled at me, I was thinking, it would be great if I could smile like this to me for the rest of my life."

"Wow! Is this youth? My sister feels like it's burning!"

"...You are twenty-six."

"Wow! You're looking for death!"

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Chapter completed!