I Deliver Food In a Lamborghini

Qi Yan tried to use the lighter, and it was the same as what he saw the last time we met, it took him several times before the flame came out.

Strange.

Didn't she give Nanzhe a new one? Why keep using this broken one?

The whole silver body is easy to leave fingerprints, Qi Huo played with it for a while, and soon her fingerprints were covered on it, overlapping with the ones left by Nan Zhe earlier.

For some reason, she looked at the traces on it, her thoughts drifted away, and she suddenly returned to ten years ago.

It was a summer afternoon, the boy was wearing short sleeves against the scorching sun, his school uniform jacket was hanging loosely on his shoulders, and he was sitting casually on the parallel bars of the playground.

The first class in the afternoon is physical education, and many students gradually gathered on the playground.

She came out of the teaching building and looked around. Wherever she looked, the young man was full of vigor and high spirits, which was her only focus.

It was probably reminded by someone, the boy sat on it, the corner of his clothes was blown up by the wind, and he looked towards her in the glare of the sun.

A few seconds later, she saw him waving towards her.

When she approached, the boy jumped off the parallel bars, and the school uniform slipped from his shoulders. She subconsciously reached out to catch it, and their hands collided just like that.

Through the thin fabric, his hand held her hand tightly.

But fortunately, this layer of school uniforms covered them, and no one saw their sudden holding hands.

When the class bell rang, he let go first.

She was stunned, and looked at him while holding his coat, "Brother Nan, school uniform."

"Help me hold it." The boy didn't look back, took the basketball from Yuanchi next to him, and walked away slowly.

From then on, she seemed to have really become his little follower. His school uniform jacket would never be placed in his place, but would always appear in her schoolbag, in the hole of her table, and on her body.

Once, she forgot to return it to him after school and accidentally carried his school uniform home.

After hesitating for a moment, she also washed his school uniform for him.

The next day, she returned the coat, which he had worn all day.

Until the end of evening self-study, in the corridor, a few girls in the class teased her and said, "Qi Yan, why does your body smell the same as Nan Zhe's? Have you cared so much?"

At that time, puppy love was a taboo, and everyone couldn't bear to gossip.

So the next day, she and Nan Zhe were honorably invited to the office.

It was also after that that she felt that there should be a distance between her and Nan Zhe.

Although they are "brothers", in the final analysis, men and women are different, and they are still different.

She was estranged intentionally or unintentionally, and the two hadn't spoken alone for a long time. until his birthday...

The day after his birthday ended, his family's driver drove her back.

Nan Zhe sat next to her.

The car was parked downstairs, and the boy held an umbrella and insisted on sending her up. Although it was only a few steps away to the front of the building, his shoulders were still wet.

At that time, she lived in a dilapidated tube building. During a heavy rainstorm, the whole building was cut off and it was pitch black.

Her family lived at the top, and the young man was silent, not speaking all the way, and followed her with his mobile phone up.

His shadow and breath enveloped him, invading from behind her.

"Qi Yan."

When she was about to reach her house on the half floor, the person behind her suddenly spoke.

She stopped and turned to look over. The boy stood below her, three steps away from her.

But at this distance, the two can just look at each other.

"Are you not particularly concerned about what those people say?"

He raised his wrist and pointed the phone at her. The sudden light hit her face straight, and she subconsciously raised her hand to block it.

But he didn't take it away. This scene was very similar to the scene of torture in TV dramas.

It took her a while to digest what he meant.

She didn't answer, but asked back.

The boy put one hand in his pocket, with a cold expression on his face, "Do you think I am someone who cares about these words? What they say is none of my business. Or do you care about what the teacher said? But we are really Puppy love?"

"..."

of course not.

"I like the birthday present very much. For the sake of the gift, I will forgive you this time. If you do this again in the future, I will not give you this chance."

The eldest young master has always been proud and arrogant, so it is not easy to take the initiative to invite her to his birthday party.

"You go up."

He didn't bother, and pointed his phone at the steps on one side, enough to illuminate the rest of the way.

She responded without saying anything, turned around and walked up.

After a few seconds, he suddenly caught up, "Did you hear what I said? If it happens again next time, I won't look for you again."

"There are so many people who want to be friends with me, next time you don't want me to take the initiative to make friends, hear you?"

"Oh."

"Oh? What does oh mean?!"

"Oh, that's right... I see." She took the cake he packed for her, smiled sideways, and said intentionally, "It's okay, it's a big deal, I'll just take the initiative to show my favor next time."

"Okay, but is that the point?"

"Why not?"

"..."

After a brief silence, the young man seemed to want to compromise but was a little unwilling, and finally all turned into helplessness:

"Qi Yan, don't do this in the future."

"Okay." She replied seriously.

"Well, I sent you up to get wet." Under her gaze, he threw the wet school uniform jacket into her arms, "Wash it and return it to me on Monday."

——

After Nan Zhe ordered a meal, he went out again.

When he came back, the takeaway hadn't arrived yet.

The employees on the first floor greeted him, and he nodded casually, then returned to the second floor with the medicine.

When he went upstairs, he heard the group of people downstairs talking about him and Qi Yan, and he didn't need to listen to know that they were gossiping about their relationship.

He didn't care, and went straight into the lounge.

When he left, he specially turned off the big lights in the room, leaving only a small desk lamp that she put on the table.

Qi Yan fell asleep.

She just lay there, maintaining the posture when he left, with a pillow under her arm. When he got closer, he realized that she was still holding his lighter in her hand.

He pursed his lower lip, and reached out to take the lighter out of her hand, the cold shell was already warmed up.

Qi Yan was a light sleeper, and woke up when touched.

Seeing the person in front of her clearly, she was about to get up on her arms in a daze.

"Don't move yet, I'll stick the plaster on you before you get up."

"Oh..." She lay back on her stomach again, like a salted fish being pressed on a cutting board.

She couldn't help yawning, her eyelids drooping slowly.

She blinked her eyes and didn't move until she felt that the clothes on her lower back were lifted up.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rustling sound from behind, and before she could turn around, her waist suddenly felt hot.

With a layer of plaster, his palm just pressed on his waist. Unlike the previous rubbing and pressing through the clothes, this time she can really feel the temperature of his palm.