MTL - Wear To the High School Days of Iceberg O-Chapter 74

After a while, Song Jinxi and Zhou Jingtang came in with several big bags of fireworks suits like two arms dealers.

Seeing the two of them sweating profusely, Jiang Shuyi asked in frustration, "Where's my ice cream?"

"Forgot." Song Jinxi and Zhou Jingtang dryly threw out an answer.

"Are the fireworks you bought legal?"

Lin Qing now felt that the question of whether fireworks were legal or not was more worthy of their discussion.

According to Song Jinxi, they bought it on the roadside to the supermarket, and they spent all the money in their pockets just buying this.

Lin Qing felt that this "roadside" was suspicious just by listening to it.

"Of course it's legal. They have a license."

Song Jinxi patted himself on the chest, assuring that this is absolutely legal.

"But there are so many trees in the villa, what if it burns?" Lin Qing was a little worried.

"Crow's Mouth, who said that it will be released in the villa, let it go to the beach, if the neighbors hear complaints, all of us will be expelled from the villa area today."

Song Jinxi picked up a bag with great interest as he spoke.

"Come, come, let's go."

"..."

Jiang Shuyi also picked up a bag of fireworks suit and went out with them.

In fact, Jiang Shuyi also really wants to play with fireworks.

She hasn't let off fireworks since she was in elementary school.

Tang Wenzhen and Jiang Haichao were overly protective of her, worried that something would happen to her when she set off the fireworks, so they didn't let her touch these things at all.

She usually sits in the distance and watches others setting off fireworks enviously, never letting go of them herself.

The sea market at night was very windy, Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao with a bag of fireworks in his arms, and walked to the side where the wind was blowing, "Is it cold?"

"It's okay." Wen Yao shook his head.

Jiang Shuyi nodded. Speaking of which, Wen Yao was the only one among them who was wearing a shirt, and she really didn't look too cold.

"Did you let off the fireworks?"

"No." Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi quietly, as if he didn't care much about such things.

"I haven't let it go for a long time." Jiang Shuyi's tone was very expectant.

--

A few people stood by the sea and opened the plastic bags of the fireworks.

Song Jinxi and Zhou Jingtang ran around with fireworks in their hands. They set off a few powerful bazookas, and the sound was so loud that Lin Qing suspected that they would be expelled from the community tomorrow.

Lin Qing didn't dare to touch the fireworks, so she took her mobile phone and started taking pictures for everyone, and sent them to the class.

Wen Yao stood aside with a calm expression, lowering his eyes as if he didn't know what he was looking at, watching Jiang Shuyi fighting with them.

"Wen Yao, come and play too."

Jiang Shuyi smiled and clasped her hand, and stuffed a handful of fireworks sticks into her hand.

Wen Yao calmly looked at the fireworks stick in his hand, and lowered his gaze.

Jiang Shuyi handed the one he lit to Wen Yao's hand, "This one is golden."

Jiang Shuyi stated the plain facts, for some reason he seemed very happy.

The fire from the fireworks sticks illuminated Jiang Shuyi's face, and she smiled very energetically.

"This shape is so beautiful..." Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao, and said in a brisk voice:

"Are you happy?" Wen Yao asked calmly.

"Of course I'm happy," Jiang Shuyi said cheerfully, she glanced at Wen Yao's expression, "Are you unhappy?"

"..." Wen Yao paused.

— If there is no answer, then it is not particularly happy.

"...Really." Jiang Shuyi's mood was not so high for some reason.

Soon, Wen Yao's firework stick also went out, so she took out one in her hand and stretched it to Jiang Shuyi's side.

Wen Yao's firework stick lit up, this time it was silver.

Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi's disappointed expression, and said in his usual indifferent tone:

"Next time, let's play when it's just the two of us."

Jiang Shuyi's ears gradually burned, she scratched her ears, and smiled brightly,

"OK."

--

Halfway through the fireworks, Song Jinxi's phone rang.

"...Hello?" Song Jinxi glanced at the crowd and picked it up.

"Why didn't you call me when you set off the fireworks?"

Yan Jingshu's complaining voice came from the other end of the phone. It seemed that she had seen the picture Lin Qing sent to the class.

Song Jinxi froze for a moment, then handed the fireworks stick to Zhou Jingtang,

"Didn't you say that you were going to prepare for the exam and told me not to ask you to play for a while?"

"..." Yan Jingshu saw that Song Jinxi didn't speak, and after a while she said again: "Then ask Shu Yi to answer the phone."

Song Jinxi glanced at Jiang Shuyi, handed the phone to Jiang Shuyi's hand,

"Yan Jingshu said she wanted you to answer the phone."

"I also want to talk to her." Zhou Jingtang stood up, as if he wanted to answer the phone.

When Lin Qing heard Yan Jingshu's name, she immediately looked in Wen Yao's direction.

Wen Yao was quietly pulling out the firework stick and lighting it with fire quietly, as if she didn't care about their actions at all.

"Hello?" Jiang Shuyi answered the phone.

"Shu Yi, I saw you setting off fireworks."

Yan Jingshu's voice sounded much sweeter than before.

"Oh, that's how it is."

Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao, and for some reason not only felt his neck was a little cold, but also felt that the phone was too hot.

"Didn't it occur to you to call me when you went to play?"

Yan Jingshu's tone was a bit lonely, it sounded very different from her usual tone, a little pitiful.

Jiang Shuyi remembered what Song Jinxi said just now, and parroted:

"Song Jinxi said you have to take an exam, so you can't come."

"yes."

Yan Jingshu sat on the floor of the piano room and hugged her knees tightly, her expression looked very lonely,

"However, if Shu Yi asked me, maybe I would come."

"..."

Jiang Shuyi felt that she meant to say that if she really came over, she would not come.

Yan Jingshu was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "I haven't played with you for a long time, I'm so lonely."

"Besides, I've been practicing the piano every day recently, so tired..." She complained softly.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao, "It's more important to concentrate on the exam."

"Shu Yi, are you really thinking of me when you say this, or do you not want to see me?"

Yan Jingshu asked quietly on the other end of the phone.

Jiang Shuyi felt that no matter what he said at this moment, it didn't seem right, so he cleared his throat,

"I really think exams are important."

"By the way, Zhou Jingtang said he wanted to talk to you. I gave him the phone number. What specialty do you want? Send Song Jinxi a text message and we'll bring it back for you..."

Jiang Shuyi quickly finished speaking to Yan Jingshu, and before she could answer, he handed Song Jinxi's phone to Zhou Jingtang.

Jiang Shuyi hurriedly ran back to Wen Yao's side, wanting to explain, "That one just now..."

"fine."

Wen Yao was holding a firework stick, watching the fire light quietly, her calm expression really seemed to be indifferent.

"..." Jiang Shuyi leaned against her, feeling that the atmosphere just now was gone forever.

--

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Yao opened the curtains of Jiang Shuyi's room.

"Get up, Jiang Shuyi."

She came to ask Jiang Shuyi to do his homework.

Jiang Shuyi was still asleep, her sleeping face was the same as usual, with a silly, heartless look.

Jiang Shuyi seemed to smell her pheromone in the air, and reached out to clasp Wen Yao's hand.

"..." Wen Yao looked at her sleeping face and stopped her hands.

Seemingly hesitating for a while, she lightly patted Jiang Shuyi's shoulder.

Jiang Shuyi opened his eyes in a daze.

"Wen Yao?" Seeing Wen Yao standing beside her bed, she stretched.

"Do your homework."

Because she and Song Jinxi played billiards in the game room too late last night, she didn't do any of her homework yesterday.

Jiang Shuyi looked at the sea market with a bright sky, and wanted to cry for a moment.

She hugged Wen Yao's waist and said coquettishly: "We're all here to play, can we write later."

"You said the same thing yesterday."

"..."

Yes, the delaying tactic was used last night.

"But, I have already written half of it in Huanshi."

Jiang Shuyi dazedly hugged Wen Yao into his arms, and she brought Wen Yao to the bed together.

"Most people finish their winter vacation homework on the last day." Jiang Shuyi said seriously.

"You know, that's not homework." Wen Yao said objectively.

Jiang Shuyi knew that he and Wen Yao couldn't fight at all, so he could only obediently get up in the end.

"..."

Jiang Shuyi slowly crawled to the washroom to wash his face and rinse his mouth, then sat down in front of the desk, and began to do his homework mechanically.

So, when Zhou Jingtang and Song Jinxi came to find Jiang Shuyi to go to the beach to play, Jiang Shuyi was sitting in a sea view room with a superb view, writing physics homework word by word, and Wen Yao was sitting beside Jiang Shuyi watching with a book whose name they couldn't pronounce.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at them, and cast a look of abandonment, "You guys go."

— Take my share and have fun.

Song Jinxi and Zhou Jingtang said goodbye to her with sympathetic eyes, and didn't mean to stop her from doing homework, and rushed out of the villa with the rubber boat and surfboard in their arms.

The room echoed with their joyful laughter.

Jiang Shuyi felt that he had broken his defense all of a sudden.

In the afternoon, Song Jinxi and Zhou Jingtang had been basking in the sun, playing volleyball and kayaking on the beach for half a day.

There was also their laughter outside the window.

Had a good laugh.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao, Wen Yao was reading a book, the sunlight cast a nice shadow on Wen Yao's face, her eyelashes were slender, it seemed that they would get sprayed with a blink.

Jiang Shuyi knew that Wen Yao's homework had already been finished, and now she was just accompanying her.

"Wen Yao, go play with Song Jinxi and the others first, I'll come over as soon as I finish writing."

Jiang Shuyi tapped the back of his hand with a pen, a little reluctantly.

Wen Yao raised his head and looked at her.

"I'll wait for you." Wen Yao's voice was as quiet as snow.

Jiang Shuyi felt his heart skip a beat, "Oh."

She felt this raising her head for a moment, and she could remember it for a long time and never forget it.

--

After finishing the homework, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. Wen Yao took Jiang Shuyi's homework and began to correct it carefully.

Jiang Shuyi sat at the side, idly resting her chin and watching Wen Yao correcting her homework, her gaze wandered slowly, watching Wen Yao's snow-white neck and heart move slightly.

She approached Wen Yao quietly from behind, and gently supported Wen Yao's arm.

As expected of Wen Yao, Wen Yao knew what Jiang Shuyi wanted to do just by seeing Jiang Shuyi's actions.

Wen Yao glanced at the wide-open door, frowning slightly.

"Okay..." Jiang Shuyi begged softly.

Wen Yao's expression was obviously unwilling.

This is the villa of Song Jinxi's family, in other words, it is someone else's home.

This is not a home, nor is it a hotel. It is a shame to do such a thing.

Jiang Shuyi hugged Wen Yao and begged, "Wen Yao."

She didn't forget to bite when she begged for help. She lightly bit Wen Yao's ear, and then the mole on her neck. Wen Yao turned her head away as if refusing, frowning...

Jiang Shuyi tugged Wen Yao's clothes, "Just once..."

Not long after, the red pen in Wen Yao's hand fell feebly on the table...

A gust of wind picked up and closed the door.

There was a huge echo from the wooden door in the corridor, as if it was going to burst the eardrums of the two of them.

Wen Yao looked at the door with some relief.

"No one came back, it's just the wind..." Jiang Shuyi whispered and slowly unbuttoned Wen Yao's shirt.

The white gauze curtain is constantly being lifted by the wind, and the sound of waves and seabirds can be heard in my ears.

"The chair will get dirty." Wen Yao said in a breathy voice.

So, Jiang Shuyi hugged Wen Yao and sat on the floor, letting her sit in his arms. There was a hot wind outside the window, with the smell of salty sea breeze...