Chapter 38: Do you envy me

He Yu asked Jiang Xiaozhen to have Mala Tang, and Jiang Xiaozhen asked He Yu to drink.
After she had chosen first, he went over and ordered the same tea as hers.
When paying the money, the owner of the small shop reminded them: "This drink is doing an event now. If you open the lid and say "one more bottle" later, you can come over and redeem it."
Jiang Xiaozhen nodded, not paying too much attention.
She grew up drinking countless drinks and never won a prize once.
When he arrived at the stall selling Mala Tang, Jiang Xiaozhen chose a large bowl and put her favorite food in her bowl.
Seeing He Yu standing still behind her, she wondered: "Don't you want to eat?"
"food."
He Yu gave a light cough, "I want to see what you get."
Jiang Xiaozhen showed him his bowl. He avoided the ones she chose and took completely different ones.
"..."
In that case, what's the use of her choice? Think of her as the wrong answer? Jiang Xiaozhen pushed him angrily.
He Yu was pushed inexplicably by her: "Jiang Xiaozhen, why do you love me so much?"
What he said was ambiguous. Hearing the words, the aunt who sold Mala Tang looked up, looked at He Yu, and then at Jiang Xiaozhen. Then, she stood by He Yu's side without hesitation, looking at Jiang Xiaozhen's eyes, as if looking at a pig that was arching cabbage.
She was embarrassed by the aunt's look, put her Mala Tang into He Yu's hand, and went to sit down at the stall.
When He Yu calculated the money for the two Mala Tang, the aunt asked him specifically.
"Is that big guy bullying you?"
"No no," he quickly denied: "She is my friend, we are joking."
The aunt frowned and expressed suspicion: "Then you want to pay for her spicy money?"
"I voluntarily invited her."
The table and the stall were not far apart, and the appearance of He Yu's desperate explanation fell in Jiang Xiaozhen's eyes, and her heart was even more panicked.
At this time, Jiang Xiaozhen thought: It would be great if I was thin and beautiful. Walking next to the good-looking He Yu, others can see that we are friends of the "all the way".
Unscrew the drink he just bought, Jiang Xiaozhen took a sip.
Thinking of the store owner's words, she glanced at the bottle cap.
"Are there any winners?"
He Yu came over and sat down beside her.
"No," Jiang Xiaozhen raised the bottle cap to show him: "Thank you for your patronage."
Laughing and making noise as before is their normal way of getting along.
Jiang Xiaozhen became calm, but they became embarrassed.
One was playing with bottle caps, while the other was watching the Mala Tang that was just cooked.
They suddenly turned their heads and looked at each other at the same time.
"Are you in the new school?"
"How are your exhibition preparations?"
Obviously, when they were silent just now, both of them were thinking about topics in their heads...
"I'm adapting, it's good."
"Almost ready."
Specially leave a gap for each other to answer. Two seconds after the stuttering, thinking that the opposite party was waiting for themselves, they opened their mouths at the same time again.
Jiang Xiaozhen covered her forehead, and He Yu laughed out loud.
He asked her: "You speak first."
So Jiang Xiaozhen first started, telling him how she felt about the first week of school.
In each class, there seems to be a fixed role.
Some are leaders, some are nerds, some are excellent students, some are empty-headed vases. The classmates will choose a person, nicknamed Fatty, nicknamed Ugly Girl, nicknamed Sloppy Ghost...Even though they are not really too fat or too ugly, they are alone in this group. Ground isolation.
Before Jiang Xiaozhen came to the class, the new school had the roles of fat and ugly girl.
The girl called "Ugly Girl" has a beautiful name, Lin Xuemei. Hearing her name, one may think of beautiful women with fair complexion and amorous feelings. Lin Xuemei is not. Her facial features are unremarkable, saying that she is ugly, but she can't find anything particularly ugly, but her teeth are not neat and her mouth is slightly protruding.
The "fat man" called a boy, and his name was Zhao Fugui. Zhao Fugui's face is as festive as his name, and when he laughs, his cheeks are bulging and cute. However, most of him don’t laugh. Because of congenital heart disease, Zhao Fugui does not participate in the physical activities of the class, so in all physical education classes, he sits on the edge of the playground and the running students pass by. He slumped his shoulders, and a thick circle of belly meat hung on his belly.
Jiang Xiaozhen's situation is worse than theirs. She is a real fat girl, an ugly girl.
Therefore, unpopular such as Lin Xuemei and Zhao Fugui, they saw the first face of the transfer student in the class, with three words written in their eyes, called "Saved".
"What I didn't expect was," Jiang Xiaozhen laughed: "The two of them took the initiative to come and play with me and want to be friends with me."
He Yu was happy for her: "It's great, you made friends so soon. For my exhibition next month, if you are free, you can invite them to come and see it together."
"Okay."
After she readily agreed, she sighed.
"I'm still adjusting to the new school environment, and you are about to start an exhibition."
He Yu was surprised: "Jiang Xiaozhen, do you envy me?"
"No." She would not admit it.
He Yu's Mala Tang was cooked first, and the aunt called him to come and serve it.
He returned happily, holding two pairs of chopsticks in his hand.
"Come on, you eat mine." He handed Jiang Xiaozhen another pair of chopsticks.
She shook her head: "I have my own, it will be fine in a while."
"I knew you would say that," He Yu put his Mala Tang in the middle of the table: "I ordered something different from what you ordered. You can try what is not in your bowl."
It turned out that this was the reason why he wanted to see which ingredients she chose.
Jiang Xiaozhen broke off the disposable chopsticks and picked a ball from his bowl.
With a warm heart, she chewed on the and muttered to herself: "Hey, he is so good. How can there be such good people as He Yu in the world?"
Hearing his name in a daze, he cast a suspicious look at her.
"Uh." Jiang Xiaozhen scratched the back of his neck.
"Are you talking to me?" He Yu didn't let her mean.
"I……"
Jiang Xiaozhen's eyes turned around and casually made up: "I ask you if you want to drink water! I think you don't drink it after you buy it! Haha."
He Yu looked at her even stranger, Jiang Xiaozhen smiled like a witch, fake and stiff.
But he still opened his drink as she said.
A glance at the bottle cap, He Yu saw a line of small print.
"One more bottle," he said.
"What? You won the lottery?" Jiang Xiaozhen immediately leaned over to see.
It's really just another bottle.
"God, buying a drink can really win prizes?" This was the scene Jiang Xiaozhen saw for the first time in her life. She held the bottle cap and looked at it over and over, unable to believe it.
"Isn't it normal to win a lottery?" He Yu looked sloppy.
"That's right," she widened her eyes: "Do you often win prizes?"
"I don't buy snacks often, so I don't count as winning prizes often."
He recalled slowly: "But I bought potato chips last week and won a set of dolls. I didn't have much interest in dolls, so I didn't go to the prize. Do you want dolls?"
"Yes! I want it!" Jiang Xiaozhen raised her hands to express interest.
After eating and drinking at the Mala Tang stall, they returned to the school's small shop, and He Yu received another bottle of his.
"Take it home to drink." He stuffed the drink into Jiang Xiaozhen's arms.
"How embarrassed then," she pushed back to him: "Say that I'll buy you a drink, so if you return me a bottle, won't I just drink yours for nothing?"
"It's okay." He Yu said to her.
His eyes are very close, and his smile is very close.
In fact, Jiang Xiaozhen envied He Yu.
She minded to say it before, but now she feels that there is no need to hide it.
She will not be underestimated because she envy him, she will not be underestimated because she owes him what she owes him. The defense mechanism she has established after learning elsewhere is no longer needed here in He Yu.
He is happy to share what he has with her.
He Yu's kindness is straightforward and clean.
Jiang Xiaozhen accepted the prize in exchange for He Yu.
After parting with He Yu, she sat on the bus and unscrewed the lid of the drink and took a sip.
Fragrant and sweet tea, familiar and favorite taste.
Jiang Xiaozhen smiled and let out a long sigh.
The turbulent family, the new school, many things about the future that make her uneasy. After meeting him this time, they landed steadily again because of the peace of mind He Yu brought.
Thinking of one thing, she looked down at the bottle cap.
"Puff."
This person can't be envious of him.
Won again.
The bottle he picked is still "one more bottle".