I urged discontentedly, "Lin Xia, drive faster."
"I'm not familiar with this car. I have to come slowly. Don't worry."
"Why don't I drive it?"
"You're a little sleepy. When you're a little sleepy in the future, you can't drive. You're not so lucky every time."
"You're annoying," I said unhappily, and then don't start looking at the traffic outside.
The mobile phone rang at this time. I answered the phone and complained, "Zhixian, it's too time for you to call. Talk with me. Lin Xia is bored."
She smiled, "did he offend you?"
"What, I hate taking the slow train," I shouted impolitely.
"It's not enough for you to learn a lesson. I went into the mountain the first two days. My mobile phone didn't have a signal. Did you call me?"
"No."
"Cut, don't miss me." she complained: "you are a person without conscience."
"Do you want my conscience? It's all for Wangcai. Go and rob it quickly."
She giggled: "what a coincidence, mine too. I tell you, I brought a lot of sweet potatoes out, but I don't know what to do. Is it buried on the ground so that I can receive a lot in winter?"
"Wrong," I said solemnly, "if you want to be buried in the quilt, you will receive a lot of sweet potatoes in winter." it's just rotten sweet potatoes.
Lin Xia couldn't help laughing. I gave him a white look. He smiled and shook his head, but he was spoiled in all kinds.
"Chihiro, if I bury you under the ground, will there be a lot of fruit in autumn?"
"Ji Zhixian, you fool, thank me quickly. Come back to Beijing and invite me to dinner. I'll help you finish the book."
"So soon, you won't let people dive?"
"Fuck you, do you think I'm a loser? I tell you, both of them are my classmates. Can you be unhappy?"
She smiled: "Chinese characteristics, related households. When I went out of the mountain, I found that there were many mobile phones, missed calls and information. The first one was to call you. How about? Enough friends."
"Well, I'll treat you to dinner when you come back."
"OK, Chihiro, there are several calls from my family. I'll call back first and contact you later."
"OK, you go and be busy. I'm almost home."
Hung up the phone a little happy. Ji Zhixian is full of gas. It seems that the place makes her very happy. I want to see it, too.
"Lin Xia, I also want to see Guizhou during the summer vacation. Is it possible?"
"So far?"
"Is it possible?"
He said, "that won't work. It's too far."
"No, pull it down." turned and looked out of the window, far away from him.
He smiled, "angry."
Without saying a word, he said, "you're so charming that I'm not sure I'm willing to let you go?"
Coquettish? Would it be too ugly for me to do it with him.
Kick him with your toes, kick him again.
Lin Xia sighed: "this is your coquetry."
"Alas, Linxia, Linxia."
"If there's nothing special at that time, you can go. That place may make you happier. I don't mind spending your honeymoon there."
He smiled at him: "you said Oh, if there's nothing wrong then, I can run away with Ji Zhixian. Lin Xia, you know, she's fine."
"I've seen it for a long time. You can talk with this rebellious Miss Ji San. In your bones, there is a kind of persistence and rebellion, so you can talk. You don't have any friends. It's rare to have a friend who can speak his heart and treat you sincerely. You naturally care and want to stay with her."
Lin Xia really knows my heart. Others think I have a lot of friends. In fact, I come and go. There are only a few small hair, and there are fewer women.
That night, I was a little restless. When I was drinking tea, I broke a set of bone china tea cups. I didn't feel good at all, as if something had happened.
Lin Xia thought I had missed for a while and swept up the fragments.
I ran into my study to surf the Internet and turned on my computer. The recent browsing records slightly exceeded the private documents I put, but I didn't turn them on. Lin Xia must have touched my computer.
Go online and check the latest news in Switzerland directly.
Linxia came in again: "Chihiro, what are you doing so late? I'm sleeping."
"Look at the mail."
"Yes, I've fixed your sound card."
When he came over, I quickly closed the page and opened an email to check it.
There was a message from Ji Xiaobei. Lin Xia also saw it. I calmly closed it: "go to sleep."
"See, it doesn't matter. I won't even have this capacity."
But here you are, what do I think.
Often, I'm in a dilemma. I really want to see what he sent me. Lin Xia seems very generous, but he won't feel much better.
Turn off the computer: "I'll sleep first and have class tomorrow."
What did Xiao Bei send me? I'll come back at noon tomorrow and have a look quietly. Anyway, if it is deleted in the dustbin, it can be put forward again.
After noon, he hurried home and came in breathlessly. His mother smiled: "Miss Mo runs so fast."
"Well, something."
I went to the study, opened the computer, opened the mailbox, and then opened the recycle bin, but it was empty and everything was empty.
Lin Xia did it. There is no one but him.
I hated him and bit my lips. I wanted to call him and scold him.
Or, after all, disqualified.
Although he dotes on me and loves me, I want to know that I am not qualified to be equal with him. Why am I with him? He and I know very well that it is an untouchable wound.
All the messy emails are still there, and all those sent by Ji Xiaobei are gone.
Can I really forget him by deleting him from my contacts? Give me three months, three years, it may not be as you want.
Headache, lying on the table quietly watching the clock ticking.
He ma shouted outside, "Miss Mo, the meal is ready. Sir, let me make your favorite mandarin duck steamed fish head today."
What a good Lin Xia, but I don't like such a good one. Why impose it on me and want me to care about you every day.
Although I don't want to hurt you, Lin Xia, I hate you very much. I pretended to be generous last night. I'm really a hypocritical man.
"Miss." he ma came to the study and knocked on the door. She thought I didn't hear her asking me to eat just now.
I said faintly, "no more."
"Miss, sir, I want to watch you eat."
OK, Lin Xia, I've got seven or eight thoughts.
Mother he asked me with concern: "Miss, are you uncomfortable? Do you want to call Mr."