Chapter 18: Heat up

"Whoever I like, don't care about it."
Zhou Yizhi almost blurted out, but fortunately, the string in his mind called rationality pulled her back in time. Her heart beats very fast.
The more she became guilty, the more she raised her head and looked directly into Xue Xi's eyes, "Anyway, I don't like Cong You. If you help him chase me, I will be really angry!"
Xue Xi raised his hand and said with a low voice, "Okay, I remember it."
In order to relieve his tension, Zhou Yizhi didn't start, and breathed into the bangs, spitting out a series of depressed, "Just swim? Playing basketball deliberately lifted the hem of his clothes to wipe sweat, exposing the abs that he didn't have at all, and his performance was not good. Well, apart from a few money at home, there is almost nothing that I can admire. That’s all, I still make a bet, isn’t it naive? I don’t like such naive people, today I am going Dumped him bluntly."
It turned out that when she went today, she turned down the boy.
Xue Xi stared at Zhou Yizhi and didn't say a word, but the dark cloud suppressed above his head that annoyed him suddenly dispersed.
She doesn't like Cong You, she still doesn't like others.
He was half happy and half bitter in his mind-but her future is still very long, and it is not known whether she will like other better boys. When he was in college, Xue Xi went to Zhou Yizhi’s school and listened. I have been to news of some boys chasing her.
However, at least for now she doesn't like others. This made Xue Xi quietly relieved as if he had been relieved from the death sentence in an instant.
He pondered for a moment and nodded to Zhou Yizhi: "Yes, that kid Cong You is not worthy of you, don't be sad."
After a pause, Xue Xi considered it, and then said: "A boy at Cong You's age chases you for betting, and gives up because he can't catch up. No matter what he is, it is his fault, because he is not mature enough. , Don’t know how to cherish, remember, don’t feel hurt and self-confidence just because of the mistakes of others."
Zhou Yi's first life did go through the horns, and Cong You chased her vigorously. When she really thought that someone had treated herself so kindly, she was told that she was just betting. It is conceivable that her self-esteem was broken.
On the surface, pretending to be nonchalant, no one can hurt me, and everyone stays away from me, but in fact, in the dead of night, they will think over and over again-Is it too bad for me, otherwise, why no one likes her well? .
The older brother of the previous life was hesitant to say something, and said to her, "You don't have to pay for other people's mistakes", but she didn't listen to it at the time, and instead ridiculed his brother.
In this life, the elder brother is still that elder brother.
Zhou Yizhi raised his head and looked at Xue Xi, who was full of seriousness in his eyes. He felt a little helpless. It was all the kindness of an old father.
All her anger disappeared. If her brother doesn't like him, he doesn't like him. Think of her as a younger sister. At least for now, the older brother is still standing in front of him with him.
Her heart softened, and she raised her hand to wipe the rain on Xue Xi's hair, and urged: "Forget it, let's not talk about it, brother, go take a shower, and eat after the shower."
Xue Xi looked at her worriedly: "Are you really all right?"
Zhou Yizhi pulled the schoolbag off his shoulder and pushed him upstairs: "Go!"
Watching his brother enter the door, Zhou Yizhi returned to the room and lay down on the bed annoyed.
She was still regretting that she had spoken so aggressively. Although she apologized in time, it was still too hurtful at that moment.
Her brother didn't mean to blame her, he didn't even get angry, which made her feel more guilty.
In his mind, I kept thinking of the young boy standing at the door and looking at her silently. Zhou Yizhi couldn't help covering his head with the quilt, wishing to hit his head against the wall a few times.
Or, another apology?
What's the use of an apology, my brother must have been cold at that moment.
Wu Wuwu must think twice before saying something and restrain your temper.
Because I just got angry for no reason, and can't explain why I got angry because you don't like me, Zhou Yizhi didn't know how to face his brother, so the next dinner was dry.
Zhou Yizhi tried his best to eat dinner naturally, and took the initiative to mention a few things about the school.
Xue Xi had just finished taking a shower, and his black hair was slightly damp. He glanced at Zhou Yi and felt that Zhou Yizhi was a little uncomfortable because of what he had just said.
Zhou Yizhi felt that the atmosphere was a bit stiff unilaterally, and soon after eating, went back to the room to take a shower.
Before Xue Xi finished eating, his chopsticks paused slightly and looked at her.
The child has a temper.
Xue Xi thought amusedly. When she did something wrong, she suffered more than anyone else, but in the previous life she was very hard-talking and strong, she would never apologize anyway, and she had to go all the way to the end. In this life, it seems that his personality has softened a little bit, and he knew that he immediately apologized.
But perhaps apologies are seldom, so much so that after apologizing, they are so stiff that they do not know what to do.
Xue Xi continued to eat.
During this period of time, after eating and taking a shower every day, the two would sit on the sofa and watch a movie together.
He thought that after waiting for Zhou Yi to come downstairs, the atmosphere would ease after the two watched today's movie together, and the story would be reversed.
But unexpectedly, the time to watch the movie had already passed, and Zhou Yizhi hadn't come downstairs yet.
Is it a bit too tight to put it down?
Xue Xi held the remote control, walked to the edge of the stairs, and glanced at the second floor.
Hearing the sound of a hair dryer blowing on the second floor, he quickly walked back to the sofa and sat back on the sofa blankly. After a pause, he glanced at the empty coffee table, as if he felt too deliberate. So he got up and poured a cup of tea, then sat down.
However, after the hair blowing sound ended, Zhou Yizhi hadn't come down yet.
Xue Xi listened.
Then, the door of her room rang.
Xue Xi thought she was coming downstairs, and sat up straight for a few minutes imperceptibly, but unexpectedly, there was a sound of her going upstairs wearing slippers. She seemed to be going to the third floor to play the piano--?
Xue Xi:...
Are you going to watch the movie tonight?
The pitch-black eyes of the teenager sitting on the sofa involuntarily passed a bit of loss.
However, halfway upstairs, Zhou Yizhi's footsteps suddenly stopped again, as if he realized that his hair was still a little dry, he turned and went downstairs to the room to continue blowing.
The sound of the hair dryer rang.
The teenager sitting on the sofa thought for a while, stood up suddenly, drank the tea on the coffee table in one sip, and then quickly went to the third floor lightly.
A minute later, he came down again.
He went back to sit on the sofa.
Back straight.
Zhou Yizhi planned to go upstairs to play the piano, but halfway through she felt that her hair was not too dry and her neck was slightly wet and uncomfortable, so she went back to the room and blew it again.
She closed the door. Before she went to the third floor, she heard no sound on the first floor. She didn't know if her brother had returned to the room. She couldn't help but walked up to the stairs, lifted her hair, and quietly glanced towards the first floor.
I saw the teenager sitting on the sofa, holding a book, looking down.
The profile is handsome and meticulous.
He looked calm, and was not disturbed by his unprovoked anger. Zhou Yizhi breathed a sigh of relief. After tipping back to the second floor, he turned and walked towards the third floor.
Absent-mindedly, she removed the piano cloth on the pitch-black piano, Do Laimi agitated her fingers, and casually played two fast-paced low-level scores, and then subconsciously raised her head to take the score she was practicing before---
The fingers paused.
What about the scores on the piano?
The piano was empty, as if it had been cleaned up.
Zhou Yizhi stood up and looked around and looked up on the bookshelf, only to find that his pile of piano and piano score books was put on the top of the bookshelf.
she was:……
There is a whole wall in the piano room with bookshelves, and Zhou Yizhi on the top floor can't reach it even when he stands on tiptoe and stretches his hands. I don't know if it was placed when Aunt He was cleaning, she was a little speechless and choked. She didn't know how Aunt He suddenly sorted out the books in the study for her on a whim.
The piano chair was a little heavy, and Zhou Yizhi labored to move it from in front of the piano.
Drag and move to the shelf, planning to step on it to get the book.
But when he stepped on tremblingly, Zhou Yizhi also found that his hand was a little short of those books.
Her arms were sore that she gave up and ran downstairs.
Zhou Yizhi hesitated and shouted to his brother who was still on the sofa: "Brother, do me a favor!"
The young man put down the book, looked up at her, stood up, tall and tall, and walked towards her.
Xue Xi and Zhou Yi went upstairs one by one. He stood on the piano bench and took down a few thick music scores with no effort.
Then he got off the piano stool, gave Zhou Yizhi the score and put it back on the piano, and picked up the piano stool and put it back.
The young man was slender and stood in front of Zhou Yizhi, almost a head taller than Zhou Yizhi.
Zhou Yizhi scratched his head, feeling a little hot on his face. It was him who shouted at his brother, and it was him who asked his brother to help if the problem could not be solved.
Xue Xi looked down and asked her: "Would you like something to drink, I'll bring it up for you."
Seeing his brother took the initiative to ease the atmosphere, Zhou Yizhi also rushed to seize the opportunity and took the initiative to say: "Don't drink, I'm not thirsty, brother, would you like to sit down for a while, help me listen to my recent progress in piano practice."
Xue Xi pursed his lips, wondering if it was Zhou Yizhi's illusion. There seemed to be a smile in his eyes. He went out and took a chair in, and sat down aside.
Zhou Yizhi settled down and played a somewhat slow tune.
The long and soft music fell throughout the room, accompanied by the sound of the night rain crackling on the floor-to-ceiling windows, making people feel immersed in it unconsciously.
The villa was on, the warm yellow lights were soft and warm, and the sound of rain accompanied Xue Xi's heartbeat when he was watching Zhou Yizhi, one after another.
After playing a piece of music to his brother, Zhou Yizhi finally relaxed a lot.
When she played to the end, she couldn't help turning her head to look at Xue Xi.
The black hair on the forehead of the teenager was slightly wet, and he quietly lowered his eyes to listen. He was sitting on a chair, his long legs seemed a bit nowhere to rest.
The light draped over him, and the falling shadow fell on Zhou Yizhi's hand, not far away at all, but very real, reliable, and safe.
Inexplicably, he gave Zhou Yizhi a feeling that he would never leave him.
He is so good.
But the self in the previous life--
Zhou Yizhi will never know what the youngsters of the previous life were thinking about.
Every time, when he satirized or stabbed him with bad words, he also looked at himself silently.
He was not made of clay figurines, how could he not be slandered by himself?
Zhou Yizhi let go of the sound of hitting the keys, sniffed, and suddenly couldn't help asking: "Brother, I just talked to you like that, are you very sad?"
Xue Xi raised his eyes to look at Zhou Yizhi. Zhou Yizhi didn't dare to look at him, so he quickly lowered his head and stared at the keyboard.
Xue Xi thought for a while and said, "I know you didn't mean it."
The tip of Zhou Yizhi's nose suddenly became sore.
She reflected on it and said, "I will change it later."
Xue Xi looked at the girl's nose red, her eyes drooping, and her wet look. He couldn't help but stand up, walked to her, raised his hand and gently stroked her head.
Zhou Yizhi in the previous life would be very resistant to this, but in this life she and him seemed to have a real relative appearance.
Xue Xi thought for a while, and whispered to her softly: "If it can be changed, it would be better. No matter what you do, I will never leave, but others will leave. Remember, do you understand?"
"Maybe you will meet someone who is important to you in the future, but if you don't know how to treat it well, that person may stay away because of it. You will be sad then. I don't want you to be sad."
Zhou Yizhi had known friends, but often broke up unhappy because of her prickly temper.
Zhou Yizhi didn't like his parents either.
No one of her parents, friends, or these people will tolerate her, and in fact, there is no obligation to tolerate her. She later understood this truth.
But the young man behind him will not. He is the only one who has never left her in the previous life.
Even if she is really bad.
In fact, no one has taught her this, including how to treat others well-no one has taught her to want others to like and be gentle, and to treat others in the same gentle way instead of being hoarse.
Blindly ask for it, no one will endure you unconditionally.
My parents hadn't taught her anything, but the teenager behind me taught her a little bit.
Zhou Yizhi's tears came out suddenly, her eyes were red and she continued to play the piano, nodded, and said nothing.
But after a while, she turned around and suddenly hugged Xue Xi's waist as if she couldn't stand it.
Xue Xi was caught off guard. Zhou Yizhi's waist was already tightly hugged by Zhou Yizhi's arms. The warmth from the girl's arms was transferred, and her cheek was buried in his abdomen, rubbing it reliantly.
Xue Xi suddenly stiffened and couldn't move. After a while, his hand was slightly raised, and he surrounded Zhou Yizhi.
You don't need to leave, you don't need to leave me.
Zhou Yizhi hugged him tightly and said heartily.