The Joy of Rebirth

The two walked to Ye Bihuang's house. Only then did Lan Muxi realize that Ye Bihuang's house was so poor. They only saw a shabby sofa, a counter with worn corners, an 18-inch black and white color TV, a small table and several small tables.

The bench makes up the entire living room.

Seeing such a living room, Lan Muchi did not show any surprise. Instead, he smiled lightly all the way. Ye Bihuang kept watching, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, like father, like daughter.

Li Jianguo, on the other hand, stood at the door of his house and smiled: "Director Ye's son is so awesome. He is so young now and dares to bring girls home during the day, and he is so beautiful... He has the ability!"

You have the ability." After saying this, he tsked a few words, shook his head and walked towards the back room.

"Let's go into my room." The two of them pushed the door open. The door of Ye Bihuang's bedroom was just ajar. When they entered the room, they found a medium-sized bed inside. There was a desk in front of the window sill and on the left side of the desk.

There was a computer placed on it, a clothes rack on the wall opposite the window sill, and a small bookcase.

Lan Muchi leaned on Ye Bihuang's desk chair with one hand, and this time there was a look of surprise on his face: "Ah! My deskmate, you bought a computer."

Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "Yes, it's easier to use a computer to check information."

"I really didn't realize that you actually have a computer. Your family is quite relieved." Lan Muxi was so hard-pressed that Lan Yuming didn't agree to buy a computer. In the end, she gave up. To be honest, computers are not a thing.

It wasn't of much use to her, and it was just a fresh idea.

"Haha, you think my family didn't give me any rewards for my improved academic performance during this period, and this computer is one of them." Ye Bihuang thought to himself, in fact, I earned the computer money myself, but I'm just afraid of scaring you.

I didn't tell you.

Lan Muchi rolled her eyes at Ye Bihuang and touched the keyboard with her slender jade hands. Ye Zi was still held firmly by her other hand on her slightly convex chest.

"I'm afraid this is not only convenient for you to check information, but also convenient for you to play games."

"Hey." It was Ye Bihuang's turn to be speechless. Although he had never played games on his own computer, didn't boys always play games if they had computers? He couldn't explain it clearly, so he could only giggle.

The two chatted for a while, during which Lan Muxi looked around Ye Bihuang's room again. She originally thought that the boy's room would be messy, but she never thought that Ye Bihuang's room was so clean, with neat sheets and folded quilts.

, the gladioli on the windowsill exudes a slight fragrance, and the books on the table are neatly placed.

All of this made Lan Muchi instantly change her view of the boy's room, and she felt very happy.

Maybe? Maybe Ye Bihuang is so special, different from other boys? A slight blush appeared on Lan Muxi's delicate and fresh face, and she felt more and more that Ye Bihuang was extraordinary.

Suddenly, a gust of hot wind blew in from the window. Ye Bihuang reached out and closed the window, and then said: "My deskmate, it's time to start studying, otherwise my parents will be back soon. With their hospitality, you must stay.

I would like to eat at my house, but I wonder if you agree, hehe."

When Lan Muxi heard this, he hurriedly handed Ye Zi to Ye Bihuang, then took out two small notebooks from his small bag and handed them to Ye Bihuang. These were political handwriting and historical handwriting, and Ye Bihuang only needed these two.

Mathematics for the first grade of junior high school will be reviewed continuously during the final comprehensive examination of the third grade of junior high school. Ye Bihuang also went through the mathematics for the first grade of junior high school. There is no threat at all.

There is no need to review the Chinese language at all, just read and memorize ancient poems. In addition, Ye Bihuang can now copy all pictures or words in his mind, which can be said to be a piece of cake.

English. Pass directly.

Physics? Chemistry? This is not available in the first year of junior high school. It is only a subject that can only be learned in the second year of junior high school.

Ye Bihuang gently handed Ye Zi into Lan Muxi's arms again. During this period, their arms touched again. The tickling feeling rippled from Ye Bihuang's heart lake, just like a small boat rowing across the heart lake, with constant ripples. Lan Muxi

He also lowered his head, avoiding Ye Bihuang's slightly affectionate gaze.

Ye Bihuang gently opened Lan Muchi's notebook and saw that the writing on the notebook was clear, elegant and neat. The ancients said that the writing is like the person, and it is good.

Originally, Lan Muxi thought that he could just read the history and politics handwriting, and at most just copy it. When he came to Ye Bihuang's house, he felt a little awkward and a little uneasy. But when he saw that Ye Bihuang was really concentrating on studying.

While reading her handwriting carefully, her originally uneasy mood calmed down instantly.

It turns out that he really wants to study, and he looks so good-looking when he concentrates on it.

After reading this, Ye Bihuang really had a lot of questions, and he threw them all to Lan Muxi. Lan Muxi answered them one by one smoothly and clearly, and extended and explained in detail all the ideas and templates for answering questions to Ye Bihuang.

, it can be said that there is no secret at all.

Ye Bihuang nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and couldn't help but admire in his heart. She was worthy of being a girl with wisdom, quality, and heart. She was worthy of Chan Gui, who had been ranked first in the school for many times. After almost a year and a half, she could still clearly remember every word of this knowledge.

, based on this strength, who can match it?

Of course, Ye Bihuang has an even more incredible cheating device, but this does not prevent Ye Bihuang from expressing his heartfelt admiration.

The time for questions and answers always flies by very quickly. Soon Ye Bihuang has read Lan Muxi’s political handwriting and sorted it out. Ye Bihuang feels that he can get a high grade if he takes the political final exam for the first grade of junior high school now.

point.

Seeing Lan Muchi's pink mouth spit out answers one after another, Ye Bihuang felt that he was full of energy and memorized questions much faster than usual. This should be the beauty effect, Ye Bihuang thought.

"Okay, it's getting late. I should go home." Lan Muxi glanced at the sky. The warm yellow light was sprinkled by the sun on the earth. It was indeed getting late.

Ye Bihuang's parents should go home in a short time. No wonder Lan Muxi wanted to leave at this time. Ye Bihuang stood up, smiled slightly and said: "Okay, deskmate, leave these two notebooks with me for now, let me copy them."

...Come, I'll see you off."

Lan Muchi nodded lightly, and the two of them walked out of the house slowly. Before leaving, they saw Li Jianguo laughing at the two of them.

The two of them laughed so hard that they blushed. Lan Muchi couldn't help but give Ye Bihuang a rolling look, which seemed to mean: Who told you to pull me back then! Let others see it, it's so embarrassing.

Ye Bihuang looked helpless, spreading his hands, his eyes full of grievances, conveying his thoughts: Wasn't I anxious to protect you at that time, weren't you afraid of the dog? Safety is more important, don't blame me.

The two walked for about ten minutes and saw a taxi. They called the taxi to stop and watched Lan Muxi go away. Ye Bihuang staggered back with his pockets in his pockets.

"Yeah! Ye Zi." Ye Bihuang suddenly thought of Ye Zi, this bad girl Lan Muchi. I asked her what she was doing when she was dodging just now. It turned out to be to cover up Ye Zi in her arms.

Ye Bihuang suddenly felt his scalp numb, and quickly took out his cell phone and called Lan Yuming.

"Hello? Who are you?"

"Uncle Lan, it's me, Ye Bihuang."

"What do you want from me?" Lan Yuming asked.

Ye Bihuang said anxiously: "Uncle Lan, has your Lan Muxi arrived home?"

"Nothing."

"When Lan Muchi gets home, please be sure to ask her to call me. She knows my phone number."

"Okay, no problem! You kid...if you act recklessly, I won't directly break your legs without your father's consent, do you hear me!" Hearing this strong fatherly love,

Ye Bihuang didn't feel disgusted at all. He laughed and said, "Uncle Lan, what are you talking about? You love Mu Xi, don't I love you too? I know myself. I'm still young, so I can't do it."

Deep down in his heart, Lan Yuming couldn't help but admire that Ye Bihuang was really different from ordinary children. Not only was he open-minded and open-minded, but he also seemed to be able to guess people's minds. He could also ask questions from others' perspective, understand others, and never get angry easily. Thinking of these excellent qualities, Lan Yu

Ming felt more and more that Ye Bihuang was outstanding. He smiled and said, "Well, when Mu Xi comes home, I will tell her to hang up."

Ye Bihuang closed the phone, his face full of anxiety. Then he remembered that the agreement he had made with Teacher Jiang was not completed. She must be angry. He went home and checked MSN to see if she was online. He said sorry to her and made an appointment by the way.

In fact, what Ye Bihuang is most afraid of now is nothing else, but that Ye Zi, who was sleeping just now, suddenly found that she was not around. He wouldn't complain about himself, and he lost her without even saying hello to her.

............

As soon as he got home, Ye Bihuang quickly turned on his computer and quickly logged into MSN, but sadly found that "Chun'er" was not online.

Now Ye Bihuang can only pray that Jiang Yachun will not be angry because of this. After all, he was wrong in this matter. Breaking an appointment is a big taboo for men.

When Ye Bihuang was slumped, the phone rang. Ye Bihuang quickly took the phone out of his pocket and answered: "Hello?"

"Hey, deskmate, it's me!" Lan Muxi's smiling voice appeared from the other end of the phone.

Ye Bihuang said excitedly: "My deskmate, is Xiaozi with you? How could you take her away without permission? You are too rude!"

This is a bit harsh to say, but Ye Zi is not really a little pet, she is a person inside, so naturally this matter cannot be calculated with common sense.

Lan Muxi suddenly felt aggrieved and guilty, and a sad look immediately appeared on her face. If she was disliked by her deskmate because of this incident, then she would be doing something wrong. She immediately said in an apologetic tone: "My deskmate, I just

Your kitten is so cute, I want to play with her! Don’t blame me, I’ll return it to you tomorrow at worst.”

"Hey! It's just this once, and it won't be the same next time. If you really have any request, can I still agree to it? But you must tell me in advance when you take my things, otherwise it will be disrespectful to me, you know?" Ye Bihuang said.

Said in an elder's tone.

Lan Muchi timidly said: "Okay, I understand."

Ye Bihuang said sternly: "Let Xiaozi listen to the phone."

There was a sense of laughter in Lan Muchi's tone, and she laughed: "A kitten can also listen to the phone? Stop kidding me, deskmate!" Just as she was talking, Xiao Zi on her shoulder suddenly jumped up,

Climb onto the palm of your hand and put your ear really close to the microphone.

Lan Muchi was stunned when she saw it, and then she realized how human the kitten she brought back was, and could really be called a civet.

"Meow meow..."

Ye Bihuang heard Ye Zi calling on the other end of the phone, and immediately knew that Ye Zi was listening to the phone. He apologized and said: "Xiao Zi, I was wrong. I accidentally asked my deskmate to take you home. Don't blame me. Tomorrow

I’ll bring you back, okay?”

Ye Bihuang was naturally full of apologies. After all, Ye Zi was a living person. Although she was now in the body of a cat, she still existed as a human being in his eyes.

Now a living person was taken away by Lan Muxi without his care. This fully demonstrated his carelessness and that he did not think about Ye Zi at all at that time.

This is not an ordinary mistake, I just hope Ye Zi doesn't think too deeply about it and doesn't blame herself.

"Meow meow..." As soon as Ye Zi woke up, she found that Ye Bihuang was not around. Naturally, she screamed in panic. When she saw Lan Muxi, she calmed down a little, and then she realized that Ye Bihuang had abandoned it.

.

Naturally, she felt grievances and sadness in her heart, but after listening to Ye Bihuang's explanation, the grievances and discomfort in her heart disappeared instantly, and the meowing sound in her mouth also contained a sense of forgiveness.

Lan Muchi couldn't hear the words on the other side of the phone, but she could see Xiao Zi's transformation from excitement to gentleness, and felt even more that Xiao Zi was a special cat. No wonder Ye Bihuang was so precious and precious to her.

Lan Muchi stretched out her little hand to catch Xiao Zi, then picked up the phone and said: "Xiao Zi has forgiven you, I will send it back tomorrow, okay, deskmate, don't blame me, today I really

You did it wrong.”

She was a girl with a bright heart and a bright heart. Although she had a sudden idea to take away Ye Zi in her arms, she started to regret it halfway, fearing that Ye Bihuang would be angry because of this incident.

Ye Bihuang said angrily: "Okay, that's it, then I'll die."

Lan Muchi heard Ye Bihuang's impatient voice and was about to speak when she heard a busy signal. She pursed her lips and shed tears of grievance.

Grief, mixed feelings, regret, and a feeling of eagerly hoping that tomorrow would come and hoping to apologize quickly were mixed together for a moment, welling up in her heart, making Lan Muchi sob with grievance.

Ye Zi seemed to understand Lan Muchi's mood, and the feeling of grievance in his heart suddenly disappeared, and the two kittens hugged Lan Muchi's neck with their paws.

The cry of "Meow..." contains the meaning of comfort.

The soft, warm feeling made Lan Muchi burst into laughter, thinking that her deskmate would definitely forgive her tomorrow.

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