Chapter 1692

Zhang Xinmei, with a food box in her hand, drove only three minutes to get outside the school.

It's not easy to get into the school at night. Zhang Xinmei has soup in her hand, and it's not easy to climb over the wall, so he stuffed a handful of money for the people at the door.

Such a delay would take two or three minutes.

Zhang Xinmei is very anxious. I don't know if he is afraid that the food in the box is cold or something else. He wants to rush to the laboratory.

He walked so fast that the doorman was uneasy with the money: "how does this... Look like a vengeance?"

When Zhang Xinmei arrived at the laboratory, she heard Si yuzao's laughter from a distance through the door.

Zhang Xinmei's pupil suddenly shrank, as if he had been stabbed by something.

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

It was Lu Wenli who said to Si yuzao, "open the door."

The sound of Si yuzao's footsteps gradually approached.

When she saw that the man outside was Zhang Xinmei, she was surprised and happy: "Uncle Zhang!"

But Zhang Xinmei lost her face.

"Yuge asked me to bring you vegetables." Zhang Xinmei handed over the food box first, "why don't you go home for dinner and add food here?"

Lu Wenli had heard the sound of talking. He ran over with his chopsticks and grabbed the food box in Zhang Xinmei's hand: "you talk first."

He opened the food box and saw several kinds of dishes made by Yuge, including a large bowl of braised meat.

Lu Wenli said: "it's still hot..."

the goods immediately forget all the things between heaven and earth, including his younger martial sister. Only the braised meat in front of him is his true love.

Si yuzao: "Zhang Xinmei is standing at the door. She doesn't want to come in, so she plans to leave after delivering things.

Si yuzao held him: "come in and eat together."

Hearing this, Lu Wenli immediately said, "Xuemei, you go home to eat. That's not enough."

Si yuzao:....

elder martial brother eats so much, her face is so disgraceful. Isn't she as cute as braised pork?

Elder martial brother's enthusiasm, can't you give her a little, let Uncle Zhang know that she is also very attractive?

However, this is not possible.

Unable to help her forehead, she said to Zhang Xinmei, "you wait for me, I'll take my coat."

Out of the door, the cold wind rustled, and Si yuzao's hands and face were frozen.

Wet and cold air poured into her mouth and nose, directly invading the viscera.

She was suddenly cold from the inside to the outside.

The reason is that she hasn't got a bite since school. In the laboratory with elder martial brother Lu for more than half an hour, she was helping to wash vegetables.

"Cold!" Si yuzao said, "I really don't want to come to Shanghai next year. It's good to stay in Singapore. At this time of year, we still wear skirts. "

Zhang Xinmei had a good step.

He said: "Shanghai is not worthy of nostalgia?"

Si yuzao said: "I'm confused now. I can't remember. It's too cold."

Zhang Xinmei untied his coat button, took her and wrapped her in his arms.

His breath was warm and his clothes were soaked by his body temperature.

Si yuzao's heart beat like a drum and trembled involuntarily.

Zhang Xinmei asked, "is it still cold?"

Si yuzao didn't answer.

She did not move, let his coat wrapped her tightly, as if into another warm space-time.

A moment later, she slowly put her head close to his chest.

Close to his chest, Si yuzao's disordered thoughts gradually revealed some clarity, and then she heard the heartbeat.

A strong but apparently tachycardic heartbeat echoed in her ears.

She raised her chin and looked at Zhang Xinmei: "Uncle Zhang, do you have a secret to tell me?"

Under the street lamp, the cheek is a little red, I don't know whether it is hot or by the cold wind.

Zhang Xinmei touched her eyes and pushed her away. He took off his coat and put it over her.

His overcoat was so long that it almost covered Si yuzao from head to foot. She was so warm that she couldn't pull out her feet.

Zhang Xinmei took a few steps forward and looked back to see Si yuzao staring at his back in a dazed and obsessed way. His complexion was indescribable.

He called, "you're not going?"

Si yuzao just kept up.

She came close to him, suddenly reached out and held his hand, with her fingers clasped.

Zhang Xinmei wants to take it back.

Si yuzao held it tightly: "Uncle Zhang, if you don't have a secret, then I have a secret to tell you. Do you want to listen?"

Zhang Xinmei didn't answer, and let her lead her and quicken her pace.

He sent Si yuzao home all the way.

Standing at the door of Si yuzao's apartment, he stood still and looked down at her.When he was focused, his eyes were very deep, as if they were full of emotion.

He said to Si yuzao seriously, "I have a secret, but I can't tell you yet."

Si yuzao's joyful heart was splashed with a ladle of cold water by her pocket, and she was excited by the cold.

Her eyes were extraordinarily innocent.

"Why?" She asked Zhang Xinmei.

Zhang Xinmei said, "because I am an adult and you are a child. Adults are not only responsible for themselves, but also for you. "

Si yuzao frowned: "I am an adult."

"In my heart, you haven't. You are just a young lady from Singapore and a classmate from St. Debao medical school. A person is not a real adult if he is not financially independent. " Zhang Xinmei said.

Si yuzao looked at him speechless.

"We need to have seen and seen before we can finally decide what we want, instead of taking the same step and then leaving it behind if we can't get it." Zhang Xinmei said, "children are like this."

Si yuzao's heart sank involuntarily.

"One day when you grow up and want to hear my secret, I'll tell you." Zhang Xinmei said.

Having said that, he didn't go upstairs again and turned to leave.

Si yuzao did not move.

She didn't go after Zhang Xinmei because she couldn't refute his words.

She understood what he said, and she understood what he did not say.

A person can't be responsible for himself, can't be responsible for her love.

Si yuzao is a beautiful young girl. She is very attractive, but Zhang Xinmei is not her classmate. In case of emotional failure, he has to face more social pressure, even the pressure of the family.

Moreover, what he has done does not allow him to talk about feelings easily.

Si yuzao stood alone for a long time.

Song you came over and patted her on the shoulder: "miss."

Si yuzao recovered, and his whole body was cool. Her lips turned purple and she looked at song you: "I'm lovelorn."

Song you said, "it's too cold. Go home, miss."

Si yuzao made a sound and followed song you upstairs. In the dark stairs, tears ran down her cold cheek, so hot that it almost cracked her skin.

Before entering the door, she wiped her cheek hard and went quietly into her room.

Fisherman's song asked at the door, "Miss, don't you eat?"

Si yuzao heard song you's voice: "she ate well. Let her sleep. She'll get up in the morning and wash. She's tired all day

The sound died down and returned to silence.

In such a quiet night, Si yuzao, wrapped in Zhang Xinmei's coat, lost sleep all night.

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