When a Zhao comes down from the carousel, Xiao Yan is holding an ice cream in his hand.
He bought it by the time.
"Teacher." Xiao Yan hands it to a Zhao.
A Zhao takes over and takes a bite. The faint fragrance of Matcha comes out. It's not very sweet. It suits her taste.
"Don't you eat it?" Ah Zhao asked.
Xiao Yan shook his head: "I don't like to eat these things."
A Zhao disagrees: "come out to play, the most important thing is an atmosphere and feeling. If you don't play this one or eat that one, how can it be interesting..."
Her words disappeared between her lips.
A Zhao looks at the young man in front of him, lowers his head and takes a bite on the ice cream in his hand.
Xiao Yan raised his head and gave her a smile: "eat now."
There was a little ice cream on his upper lip. Xiao Yan seemed to realize it. He stretched out his tongue and gently rolled it on his lips and swallowed the ice cream.
A Zhao: "it's just
Her face began to burn again.
Xiao Yan always looks different.
It's very beautiful.
A Zhao couldn't help but step back and put the ice cream into Xiao Yan's hand: "all for you to eat!"
I don't wait for him to react, turn around and leave.
I always feel like I don't know how to face him.
Xiao Yan is stunned for a moment. Obviously, he didn't expect a Zhao's reaction. When he did, he found that he had been left with a figure of his back.
He looked at ah Zhao's back in a hurry, frowned and thought for a moment. Suddenly he realized something, and a surprise light burst out of his eyes.
Teacher, this is Are you shy?
He catches up with the recovery of a Zhao, who is sitting on a bench, staring at the busy crowd in the square.
"Teacher." He walked over.
A Zhao's heart violently jumped for a while, as if nothing happened, he turned back: "what's the matter?"
Xiao Yan sat down beside her and said with a smile, "nothing, just want to shout for the teacher."
This child, talk is sweet, thought a Zhao.
She forced to forget the ice cream incident just now and refused to mention it.
Xiao Yan saw her plan and scared people away. He was very cooperative and didn't mention it.
Two people tacitly "forget" the fact that they just indirectly kiss.
A Zhao looked at the square and suddenly said, "Xiao Yan, have you seen it?"
"What?"
A Zhao pointed to the front: "those little girls with red badges, the young people drawing, the old woman picking up bottles..."
Xiao Yan follows her description and looks at the past -
several girls with red badges are obviously students. They are guiding the tourists on the square. When they see garbage on the ground, they will clean up.
The young man was missing an arm, but the smile on his face was happy and safe, without any gloomy and resentment.
The mother-in-law who picked up the bottle was very old, and her back was a little rickety. She was carrying a large sack and carefully turning over the garbage can. When she saw the plastic bottle, she picked it up. On her wrinkled face, she was tortured by secular life.
Xiao Yan looks at them quietly.
A Zhao said: "you see, in this world, the happy, the unfortunate, the kind There are all kinds of people. "
Xiao Yan vaguely understood what a Zhao wanted to say.
He turned his head, and a Zhao's eyes were bright: "after all, there are more lovely and kind people. You can't give up the joy of being surrounded by kindness and friendliness because of a small number of vicious people. "