follow my heart

Chapter 63

"Are you sleepy?" Meng Buqing frowned slightly, closed his eyes, pretended to be sleepy, and then said forcefully, "Can I sleep with you?"

"..."

Ji Wan was startled, and looked straight at her.

Seeing the desire inadvertently revealed in her eyes, he couldn't help but shake his eyes slightly, turned around and staggered his eyes, "Yeah."

The corners of Meng Buqing's lips turned up, and the dimples on her cheeks gradually deepened.

He reached out and hugged her from behind, "Thank you, Teacher Ji, for taking care of her."

Ji Wan inexplicably felt blushing and her ears were hot, and her voice was annoyed: "Don't bark!"

"Can't you call me teacher? Then what do you want me to call you?" Meng Buqing seemed surprised, "Do you like the name aunt so much?"

Ji Wan went to untie her hand without saying a word.

"Okay." The moment he let go, Meng Buqing hugged her arms even tighter, leaning close to her back, with his chin resting on the hollow of her shoulder, "Wanwan. Can you call it that?"

The soft curve of the girl behind made her speechless.

"I take it as your consent."

Ji Wan was silent for a few seconds, then quietly asked: "Are you still practicing handwriting? Huh?"

"I practiced." Meng Buqing sat down with a chuckle, "Teach me well."

"Then you have to be more confident, this handwriting is better than the monkey who can't read and follow the picture—" Ji Wan didn't have time to finish.

Meng Buqing poked her waist again with a pen.

Ji Wan pursed her lips and stared at her, paused for a few seconds, then reluctantly changed her words and said, "It's well written, take your time."

"..."

Meng Buqing silently swallowed a laugh.

So proud.

She obediently learns to write.

The tree shadows gradually slanted, and the moon outside the window moved quietly.Meng Buqing yawned, feeling a little sleepy this time, "When are you going to sleep?"

"Are you sleepy?" Ji Wan tidied up the things on the table and said, "Go take a shower first."

Meng Buqing stood up, and before going out, she turned her head and said with a smile, "Then I'll wait for you on your bed after washing."

"..."

Ji Wan didn't say anything, looked at the table and nodded.

Meng Buqing went downstairs to take a bath in a happy mood.

She changed her clothes, dried her hair, and it took longer than usual to wash.The pajamas on my body were washed and worn for the first time.

Go upstairs a little nervously.

The study is empty.Ji Wan was one step ahead of her and was already lying on the bed.

Meng Buqing thought it was funny, and the phone in her hand vibrated suddenly.

Just click on it, it's a voice message.

"Tomorrow we will be..." Song Wenyi's voice was already soft, but she leaned closer to the microphone when she spoke, making it softer and softer.

As soon as a few words sounded, Meng Buqing pressed the button.

Direct voice-to-text: [Tomorrow we will be in the box on the fifth floor of the Crown Hotel. Your grandparents don’t want to cook anymore. It’s better to go to the hotel to eat more conveniently. The time remains the same. ]

Qiao Wanting should have asked her to notify her.

Meng Buqing glanced at it, but didn't want to go back.Silently remembered.

She climbed onto Ji Wan's bed in the dark, put the phone beside the pillow, and stretched the quilt to lie down.

Ji Wan didn't speak.

Quiet for a while.

Meng Buqing was still thinking about other things, but seeing her so quiet, she gradually became sleepy.

I am so tired after a day of class, and going to work must be more tiring than going to school.

Let's sleep properly.

She thought in a daze, her eyelids gradually getting heavy.

In the line between falling asleep and waking up, Meng Buqing suddenly had an idea that the new characters in "Kurong" felt that although the skills were useless, they could be used in conjunction with the previous characters.

It seems to be able to stack a pretty good damage index.

Rough data floated through her mind, the calculation was simple, and the value was calculated cleanly in two or three strokes.I really want to confirm whether it is feasible now-forget it is too late, let's touch the game tomorrow.

But I still want to make sure.

Meng Buqing turned over, raised her hand and took out the phone from beside the pillow.

Fearing that the brightness of the screen might affect Ji Wan, she deliberately put it under the quilt, unlocked it, and clicked on the browser to check the character's skills——

Suddenly, I felt movement behind me.

Meng Buqing turned the phone screen subconsciously, covering it and not moving.

"Not asleep yet." In the darkness, Ji Wan's voice was much lower, with some rustling hoarseness, "Is it because I was thinking about the voice message that I didn't have time to reply just now?"

"..."

Meng Buqing was startled by her sudden sound.

Ji Wan leaned closer, put her arms around her waist, and quickly touched Meng Buqing's mobile phone beside the bed, "Go back."

Then he handed the phone to her.

Qianqian's voice was behind Meng Buqing's head, and the close distance made her exhale ambiguously soft.

The words were extremely calm.

Meng Buqing's throat slipped, slowly thinking about how to explain the misunderstanding.

Her sleepy brain is a little rusty.

He simply took out his phone and said honestly: "I suddenly thought of a character in the game. If I use another way to superimpose skills, the damage index in the team will increase dramatically. I am afraid that I will forget it tomorrow, so I just think about it." Do a search first..."

Meng Buqing showed her the search box of her browser.The input halfway is indeed: [Kurong character skill data form]

Ji Wan's gaze paused, and she directly saw the search records below:

[Finger Cot Brand Encyclopedia]

[Can it be done without finger cots? ]

[[-]-step hand washing video]

[Seven-step sequence of hand disinfection]

"..."

"..."

"Go to sleep." Ji Wan turned around and lay back, pulled up the quilt to cover her face, and said calmly, "Good night."

Meng Buqing followed her gaze and froze after realizing it: "..."

she!Why!Didn't clear your search history? ? ?

The air was extremely still.

Meng Buqing pursed her lips in embarrassment, and couldn't help but hold her breath to wake herself up quickly.The night helped hide the redness on her cheeks.

At this moment, the sleepiness is gone.

She turned her eyes and realized that Ji Wan should also be shy.

And pull the quilt so high...

Inexplicably, Meng Buqing suddenly felt nothing, and even felt a little funny.There is a very gentle emotion floating in my heart, which is suitable for relaxation.

She chuckled, leaned over, and kissed Ji Wan's forehead through the quilt.

Then she lay back on the bed and responded obediently: "Good night."

—

The next day, Meng Buqing made it clear to Ji Wan that the voice was sent by her former classmate.She is currently living with Xiao Anqiao, and they are going to fly back to the country together soon, so she told herself to attend the party before they left.

Ji Wan nodded, lowered her eyes and spread butter on the bread calmly: "Then I'll take you there."

"Just a gift?" Meng Buqing tilted his face, "You can also hold my hand and have a meal with me. If you are not at ease, you can also feed me at the banquet to show your sovereignty."

Ji Wanyang smiled: "Send you there, pick you up, that's enough."

"……Row."

Meng Buqing lowered his head, the dimples on his cheeks were still deep for a long time.

Today is a sunny day with warm light and warm breeze.

Meng Buqing has been studying hard all morning, although he always feels sleepy when encountering difficult problems, but when he thinks of Ji Wan's face, he has the mood to continue to work hard.

Learning and learning, I saw someone in the club group asking questions.

It's basic but not simple math knowledge.

Meng Buqing clicked on her avatar, confirmed the simple chat record, saved the title picture and sent it to her to ask:

"Sister, have you found someone else?"

The other person quickly replied: [No~ I remember you are from the Department of Mathematics? ]

Meng Buqing: [Yes, when I find a piece of paper and write the answer for you, just ask me if you don’t understand it. ]

After Meng Buqing sent the message, he took a piece of paper out of his bag, wrote the topic carefully and checked it with Zuo Xiaoyun next to him.

Then send her the answer.

This senior is from the School of Management. Her mathematical foundation seems to be really average, and she asked a lot of questions.Finally, Meng Buqing was asked to recommend some suitable books to her.

Meng Buqing looked at the time, and it was almost the end of school.

Can't help but say: [If you just need to understand this part of the knowledge, you don't need to read textbooks, I will sort out my teacher's previous slides and handouts, and print them out for you.Let's meet at the gate of the south gate at 05:30, is that okay? ]

The senior sister on the opposite side was grateful to Dade, and quickly sent a lot of cute kowtow emoticons.

After class, Meng Buqing ran to use the desktop computer in the community classroom, quickly sorted out the necessary parts, and printed them all out.

She looked at the time and hurried downstairs.

At the gate of the south gate, the familiar car was already waiting.

Senior was standing under a tree on the sidewalk.Meng Buqing saw the car first, then looked around, then ran to the senior sister and handed her the printed materials.

I was pulled by the senior sister and said a few words of thanks.

Then rush back and get in the car.

Ji Wan looked at the back of the girl walking away, and asked casually: "Is that your friend?"

"No, sister from the club."

Meng Buqing was running all the way, a little out of breath.After a pause, he lowered his head to fasten his seat belt.

Ji Wan asked, "What club do you belong to?"

Meng Buqing: "..."

It's the Go club, it's embarrassing to play so badly, and I don't want to say it.

"It has nothing to do with the club," Meng Buqing forcibly changed the subject. "Actually, she helped me before. I saw her ask a question about mathematics in the club group today, so I printed some materials for her to read."

Ji Wan smiled: "Oh, I will repay you kindly and enjoy helping others."

Meng Buqing said in an embarrassing tone, "It doesn't count."

"Doesn't that count?" Ji Wan turned her face sideways and glanced at her, "Then you want to get in touch with her more, that's why you help?"

"No, but," Meng Buqing thought carefully for a while, and explained: "It's because...we won't have any kind contacts in the future. After a short encounter, we each live our own lives, so I don't want to owe anything. From others What I got there, I always get used to giving back a little more to others.”

Ji Wan listened quietly.

"In this way, when it's time to say goodbye in a blink of an eye, I can quickly forget it. Because I don't owe anyone anything anyway. So I'm not really helping others."

Meng Buqing felt that these words were cold.

Not the warm and generous character she often leaves behind.

"I discovered it a long time ago," Ji Wan raised her hand to fasten her seat belt, her tone a little sighing, "You kid always likes to use some long-winded words, play word games with yourself to pretend to be cool, and refuse to admit certain things."

"what?"

"Bubu, what you said is actually very simple to sum up - you are a nice person, smart and sensible."

"..."

Meng Buqing feels that Ji Wan sees herself very different from her usual judgment of herself.

"I'm not good, at least it won't be like this to you." Meng Buqing suddenly grabbed her hand, his eyes flickered, "Maybe gradually become stupid and ignorant, and people are very bad. Especially those who are ignorant It’s almost impossible to hide.”

Ji Wan looked at her, bent her lips and said, "Continue."

Looking into the deep smile in her eyes, Meng Buqing couldn't help but also smiled: "Because I don't want to be separated from you, I dare to owe you. So I will rely on you more and more."

We will get along day and night, we will owe more and more, and we will entangle each other's life trajectory planning.The thorns and laurels of the road of life will be shared with you.

Meng Buqing stared at her, and said earnestly: "Then you will gradually find out that I am a clingy person with no advantages at all, and being independent and sensible are all fake things."

Ji Wan nodded, and the smile on her lips deepened: "I see."

"Understood? Don't you want to say something." Meng Buqing rubbed the back of her hand attached, and reminded, "What is okay for you and what will trouble you, you'd better draw a line for me, otherwise I would really be unscrupulous and annoying."

Ji Wan thought for a while, then said softly: "If it's you, you can do whatever you want."

The tone of promise.