Chapter 1692

Zhang Xinmei, carrying a food box in her hand, drove only three minutes to get out of school.

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

Such a delay will delay two or three minutes.

Zhang Xinmei was particularly eager. He didn't know whether he was afraid of the cold food in the box or something else. He wanted to rush to the laboratory.

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

Zhang Xinmei came to the laboratory with a familiar way. Across the door, she heard Si yuzao's laughter.

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

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The voice of Lu yuzao came out of the door and said, "yes, it's meat."

Si yuzao's footsteps gradually approached.

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

Zhang Xinmei's face sank inexplicably.

"The Fishing Song asked me to send you vegetables." Zhang Xinmei handed the food box first. "Why don't you go home for dinner and add food here?"

Lu Wenli's eater had heard the voice, ran over with chopsticks and grabbed the food box in Zhang Xinmei's hand: "you talk first."

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

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

The goods suddenly forgot all the foreign things between heaven and earth, including his younger martial sister. Only the braised meat in front of him was his true love.

Si yuzao: "

Zhang Xinmei stood at the door and didn't want to come in. She planned to leave after delivering her things.

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

When Lu Wenli heard this, he immediately said, "Xuemei, you go home and eat. It's not enough."

Si yuzao: "......"

Elder martial brother eats goods like this. Her face is so disgraceful. Isn't she cute without braised meat?

Elder martial brother's enthusiasm can't be given to her. Can Uncle Zhang know that she is also very attractive?

However, this is impossible.

Si yuzao couldn't help his forehead and said to Zhang Xinmei, "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 instantly.

The damp and cold air poured into her mouth and nose and directly invaded her internal organs.

She was suddenly cold from the inside to the outside.

The reason may be that she hasn't caught a bite since school. She spent more than half an hour in the lab with elder martial brother Lu. She helped wash the vegetables.

"Cold!" Si yuzao said, "I really don't want to come to Shanghai next year. How nice to stay in Singapore. We still wear skirts this season."

Zhang Xinmei stepped down.

"There's nothing worth remembering about Shanghai," he said

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

Zhang Xinmei unbuttoned her coat, took her by and wrapped her in her arms.

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

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

Zhang Xinmei asked, "is it still cold?"

Si yuzao didn't answer.

She didn't move and let his coat wrap her tightly, like entering another warm time and space.

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

Close to his chest, Si yuzao's disordered thoughts gradually showed 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?"

The people under the street lamp have a little red cheeks. I don't know whether they are hot or blown by the cold wind.

Zhang Xinmei touched her eyes, turned and pushed her away. He took off his coat and covered her.

His coat was so long that she almost covered Si yuzao from head to foot. She fell into such warmth that she couldn't pull out her feet.

Zhang Xinmei walked forward a few steps and looked back to see Si yuzao staring at his back. His look was inexplicably complex.

He shouted, "won't you go?"

Si yuzao kept up.

She approached him, suddenly reached out and took his hand, clasping her fingers.

Zhang Xinmei wants to take it back.

Si yuzao held 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. She let her lead her and quickened 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 focused, his eyes were particularly deep, as if he had a strong affection.

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

Si yuzao's happy heart was splashed with cold water by her head. 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 should be responsible not only for themselves, but also for you."

Si yuzao frowned, "I'm an adult."

"In my heart, you haven't. You're just a miss Si raised in Singapore and a classmate Si living in St. Debao medical school. If one can't be financially independent, he's not a real adult." Zhang Xinmei said.

Si yuzao looked at him speechless.

"We have to see and read it before we can finally decide what we want, rather than taking one step to be the same, and then we can't take it and leave it." Zhang Xinmei said, "only children."

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.

After that, he didn't go upstairs again and turned and left.

Si yuzao didn't move.

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

She understood what he said; She understood what he had not announced to her mouth.

If a person can't be responsible for himself, he can't be responsible for her love.

Si yuzao is a young and beautiful girl. She is very lovable, but Zhang Xinmei is not her classmate. If the relationship fails, he will face more social pressure, even the pressure of the company.

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."

Siyuzao regained consciousness, and his whole body was completely cold. Her lips turned purple and 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 cheeks, so hot that she almost burned her face.

Before entering the door, she wiped her cheeks and crept quietly into her room.

The Fishing Song asked at the door, "don't you eat, miss?"

Si yuzao heard song you's voice: "she's eating well. Let her sleep. Get up tomorrow morning and wash. She's also tired all day."

The sound died away and returned to silence. In such a quiet night, Si yuzao was wrapped in Zhang Xinmei's coat and lost sleep all night.