MTL - Wear To the High School Days of Iceberg O-Chapter 83

A few days after the Spring Festival, Tang Wenzhen and Jiang Haichao also began to resume their previous work schedules.

Jiang Shuyi and the others were going back to school in a few days, so they greeted Jiang Jinnian and planned to go home.

Before leaving, Jiang Jinnian reached out and patted Jiang Shuyi's shoulder, "Go back to grandpa's house to play often, Shuyi."

The old man is actually shorter than he imagined. Jiang Shuyi looked at Jiang Jinnian and thought.

After a while, the old man glanced at Wen Yao and said slowly:

"You can come over and play chess with me once in a while."

In fact, these few days, Wen Yao often played chess with the old man, Jiang Shuyi saw Jiang Jinnian's appearance when he played chess, and knew that he actually liked Wen Yao quite a lot.

Jiang Shuyi knew that if the old man really hated someone, he would say "don't come next time", even if he was polite.

--

It was already afternoon when Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao returned home.

Jiang Shuyi looked at her desk and chair. Although there was no dust on the desk, she felt that she hadn't been back for a long time.

She sorted out her things, because the homework was done when she was in Haishi, and now there is only one thing left to fill out the volunteer confirmation form.

She pulled out her chair and planned to finish writing in threes and fives.

Of course, Jiang Shuyi's preferred school is University A, which is the same as Wen Yao's. She very smoothly put the first school on her registration form.

- Amazing, I dare to fill in A major.

Jiang Shuyi sighed inwardly.

"How to fill it in next..." Jiang Shuyi buried his head in his arms.

Filling in volunteers can also be regarded as a technical job.

If possible, of course, the more schools you apply for, the more schools you can get into, but in fact, there are still many schools with the same exam time, because of the traffic time, there are some conflicts.

Just like what Wen Yao said, if she doesn't get into University A, she will keep a few schools as guarantees.

"..."

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Shuyi finally scratched his head, took the volunteer form and walked to Wen Yao's room, wanting to ask Wen Yao's opinion.

"Wen Yao, what school is your second choice?"

In the room, Wen Yao was writing something, when she heard Jiang Shuyi's question, she fell silent for a moment, put down the pen in her hand,

"I only applied for A major."

Her tone was very natural.

"Also, can this still be the case?" Jiang Shuyi was stunned.

—Is this Xueba? So arrogant.

This was an answer that Jiang Shuyi had never imagined, but the person who did it was Wen Yao, Jiang Shuyi felt that it was a matter of course.

Jiang Shuyi felt very envious for a moment, he would not dare to imitate someone like himself.

"Then what school do you think I should choose..." Jiang Shuyi moved closer to Wen Yao's side.

Wen Yao glanced at her volunteer form and made some suggestions.

Without thinking about it, Jiang Shuyi took all of Wen Yao's opinions and wrote them down on his volunteer form, and finally chose University A and four other universities, all of which were in Beijing without exception.

"..." Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi's major, and seemed hesitant to speak.

Finally, he picked up the pen and continued to write in front of the table.

Jiang Shuyi watched her movements, and swayed behind her, "Wen Yao, what are you writing?"

"letter."

Wen Yao quietly put the letter into the envelope, tore off the plastic seal of the envelope, and closed the letter.

"..." Jiang Shuyi never thought that Wen Yao still had friends who could write letters.

Looking at the stack of letter paper that Wen Yao stuffed in just now, it feels a bit thick.

"Oh... Who are you writing this for?"

Jiang Shuyi pretended to ask casually, but his eyes were almost glued to the envelope.

Wen Yao didn't answer, and pressed the envelope on the back of a book expressionlessly.

"What about your homework?" Wen Yao asked slowly.

Looking at Wen Yao's appearance, Jiang Shuyi blinked, "It's finished."

"so."

Wen Yao turned his head and slowly pulled out a book to read.

"..." Jiang Shuyi shrank his neck, and stopped asking.

She knew very well that if Wen Yao didn't want to say it, she would never know it for the rest of her life.

After all, Wen Yao's mouth was more difficult to open than Jiang Haichao's safe. If he continued to ask, Wen Yao might use extra homework to repair himself.

After a while, he seemed to feel his mouth was free again, Jiang Shuyi took out the biscuits brought by Jiang Haichao from the cabinet downstairs and started to eat them.

She was behind Wen Yao, dangling around while eating biscuits.

"Wen Yao, you have buried your head in writing for so long, why don't you take a break? You will become short-sighted like this."

"I want to read." Wen Yao quietly turned a page of the book, ignoring Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi watched her start reading, and sat on Wen Yao's bed.

Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi who was sitting on his bed and eating biscuits in an irregular manner, and reminded: "Don't eat on the bed, Jiang Shuyi."

Jiang Shuyi knew that Wen Yao was obsessed with cleanliness, so he jumped up from her bed.

She was a little afraid that Wen Yao would get angry, so she checked the bed sheets, lowering her gaze as if pleading, "Well, there is no scum."

"..." Wen Yao looked at the book and frowned.

"Hey, this biscuit is delicious, baby, you have to try it." Jiang Shuyi said as if flattering, and brought the biscuit to Wen Yao's mouth.

Wen Yao held her chin, glanced at the biscuit that Jiang Shuyi brought to her mouth, and silently took a bite.

Jiang Shuyi frowned, feeling as if he was feeding a wary cat on the side of the road, he experienced the pleasure of feeding in an instant.

She quickly reached into the box to find a biscuit with a different shape, and brought it to Wen Yao's mouth.

"..." Wen Yao glanced at Jiang Shuyi's shining eyes, sighed lightly, and took another bite.

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao, "Does this taste delicious?"

"…Um."

Wen Yao replied nonchalantly, in fact, in her opinion, biscuits don't matter whether they are good or not.

Wen Yao's eyes turned back to the book, her eyelashes drooped low, and she reread the sentence that was interrupted by Jiang Shuyi just now.

Jiang Shuyi looked at her indifferent look, smiled and moved his face closer to take a bite.

"..." Wen Yao's expression paused, she raised her gaze and turned her head to Jiang Shuyi.

Like a hamster, Jiang Shuyi ate the biscuit that Wen Yao bit at once, and finally gnawed it directly on the person's lips.

Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi who was almost throwing himself on him, and quietly pinched the corners of his eyes,

"I said I wanted to read a book for a while..."

Jiang Shuyi's gaze wandered, "But, it's been a long time..."

Jiang Shuyi's voice sounded a little pitiful.

"...Don't you want to?"

Jiang Shuyi stared straight at Wen Yao, and stubbornly opened his mouth to cover Wen Yao's ears.

"..." Wen Yao stopped talking, and soon let out a sigh...

--

The light of the moon slowly came in through the window, Wen Yao leaned on Jiang Shuyi's arms, her hair hung down her back, her face was like a sea monster with an unbelievably bright color.

Satisfied, Jiang Shuyi stretched out his hand to pick up the warm water glass on the desk and took a sip.

She was full of joy, her face was radiant, and even her skin seemed to be much smoother.

"Leave some for me."

Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi who was gulping down water and said calmly.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao, then at the water glass in his hand.

She casually swallowed all the water left in the glass in one gulp.

She pursed her lips and blinked her eyes with a playful smile, as if she wanted Wen Yao to kiss her.

Wen Yaoyun looked at Jiang Shuyi's silly face calmly, not knowing whether she was angry or gave up, after sighing, he grabbed Jiang Shuyi's chin and bit it.

"..."

Jiang Shuyi was a little surprised that Wen Yao was using so much force.

Perhaps because of their youthful vigor, after a while, the two hugged each other again.

--

Jiang Shuyi kissed Wen Yao, "...Baby."

Ever since Wen Yao's body trembled accidentally because Jiang Shuyi called Wen Yao "Baby", Jiang Shuyi didn't intend to let go of the word at all.

"Honey, did you sleep well while I was away?"

Jiang Shuyi put her chin on Wen Yao's shoulder while talking, her voice was low when she spoke, which made Wen Yao's eardrums itch.

Jiang Shuyi then asked ramblingly: "Did you miss me at night?"

"..." Wen Yao looked away slightly, and asked back, "Do you have any?"

Jiang Shuyi immediately answered, "Of course I do, I think about you several times before I go to bed..."

"..." Wen Yao paused, and just about to open his mouth to speak, Jiang Shuyi concluded on his own:

"You must also miss me, after all, you still hug my clothes to sleep..."

Wen Yao looked at her helplessly.

"By the way, Wen Yao, do you have any presents you want?" Jiang Shuyi asked expectantly in the dark.

"Gift?"

"Your birthday is coming soon, isn't it..."

-Birthday.

Wen Yao didn't say a word, she would only think of this day when other people mentioned it.

"Of course, I actually wanted to surprise you, too."

Jiang Shuyi made an excuse in the dark, looking at her fingers, lowered her head,

"But I'm just afraid that you don't like the birthday present I gave you. Think about it, it's not good if you don't like it..."

Jiang Shuyi felt that if Wen Yao didn't like the gift he gave Wen Yao, and Wen Yao would return it to him like before, then he might immediately steal the original English novel that Xiao Jiayu gave Wen Yao and burn it...

Hearing this sentence, Wen Yao's fingers stiffened slightly, but it was only a momentary movement.

After a while, she turned around slightly, and brushed Jiang Shuyi's hair on his forehead.

"Jiang Shuyi." Wen Yao still had no expression on his face, "I don't care about presents."

"..."

Jiang Shuyi had an expression of obvious disbelief on his face.

——Wen Yao, a duplicity woman, was sent back once when I gave her a gift...

Jiang Shuyi still feels wronged when he thinks about it.

"Anyway, let's go to the mall together in a few days. I'll buy you a gift first." Jiang Shuyi squeezed Wen Yao's shoulder, "I also want to order a birthday cake."

"Didn't you say you just wanted to set off fireworks with me last time at the beach? Then we can still buy fireworks and come back. The wind is not strong here, so we shouldn't have to light so many fires..."

Wen Yao looked into Jiang Shuyi's eyes quietly.

In the darkness, Jiang Shuyi's pair of black pupils still seemed to be flickering, sparkling...