My girlfriend is only cute

Chapter 9 Good Morning
In winter mornings, due to the humidity and cold air, when you first wake up, you will always have the illusion that your hands and feet have been frozen in the refrigerator overnight.

There is no heating in the south, and the slight warmth from the heater alone cannot make people leave the bed.

After allowing the alarm clock to ring for 2 minutes, Qin Shi'e reluctantly lifted the quilt and got off the bed in a daze. On the way to the bathroom, he subconsciously walked lightly in order not to wake up his cousin who was catching up on sleep.

The temperature dropped precipitously at night, and Qin Shi'e, who deliberately woke up 10 minutes earlier than usual, felt this especially clearly.

When I opened the curtains, it was still dark outside. For breakfast, I had red bean and barley porridge packed back from the noodle shop last night. I put the bowl with it in boiling water and heated it up with pickled radish.

The school class time is 7:50, there is no morning reading in their class, it doesn't matter if you are late for no more than 10 minutes.

Qin Shi'e, who is used to being leisurely, usually spends an hour running in the morning and washing up, 1 minutes to find a sketch upload space, leaving the house at 15:7, eating breakfast while walking, and finally arriving at school at the right time.

He picked up his guitar bag and took a look at Xu Sangning's room. It was probably noon for this lazy guy to get up.

After thinking for a few seconds, Qin Shi'e leaned his bag against the shoe cabinet, went to the refrigerator to get some ingredients, made two simple sandwiches, wrapped them in plastic wrap and put them on the dining table before going downstairs.

Cumulus clouds quickly extended to cover the entire sky like shadows at dusk, with only a few weak rays of sunlight coming through.

Qin Shie yawned. People with longer legs always walk faster. Walking among the green belts of the community, the air was filled with the fragrance of green grass.

After a few steps, I have to raise my hand to pull the guitar bag, because it always slips down, but Qin Shi'e can't carry it on his shoulders, it's not elegant enough, not handsome enough.

When we arrived at the slightly wider activity area, we could see an old man walking backwards while swinging his arms back and forth and clapping his hands, a middle-aged man lifting a tree with his bare hands, and an aunt doing aerobics with a fan.

It has been almost two years since I moved here. Apart from the weather, Qin Shie can see this scenery almost every morning. He thought that if he were this age, he would definitely not do these boring things day after day.

He wants to find a wife who can "talk, learn and sing" with him, open a small or medium-sized store, work from sunrise to sunset, tease her and bicker with her from time to time, and be ordinary but with a little excitement is what he wants. pursuit of life.

It's a pity that the suitable candidate for him never appeared.

Approaching school, Qin Shi'e stopped by the roadside and glanced in the direction of the noodle shop. Today's morning jog was skipping rope instead. He left early, so the girl should be helping to make noodles or move goods.

In the past two days, Qin Shi'e basically spent time in the noodle shop early in the morning, and he had a relatively clear understanding of the mother and daughter's schedule, but he didn't know if it was the same during school.

"Morning."

"Zao Lao Qin."

"Pushing Little Butter all night again?" Qin Shi'e put the guitar bag at the back of the classroom, pulled out the chair and hung the schoolbag on the hook on the side of the table, and elbowed Duan Xiaocheng who was still awake.

Currently, most of the people who come to work are people like him who have their heads bent over their desks. Monday mornings are used to make up for the lack of sleep during the weekend, and oh, they can also make up for drawings.

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about!" Duan Xiaocheng rubbed his eyes and leaned against the wall. His big face with a pair of hairs between his mouth and nose showed a smile that was one part proud but one part vulgar.

"I added Wenwen back with the trumpet. Last night we talked until almost two o'clock before going to bed!"

"So?" Qin Shi'e took out a painting box and a sketch pad from the hole in the table, tore off the old draft on it and threw it into the trash can with precision. He also looked at Chi Yuluo's position in front of him on the left. She hasn't come yet.

The class is organized into groups, and seats are changed once a week. This week, Qin Shi'e and Chi Yu happened to be at the same table.

"It means I still have fun with her." Duan Xiaocheng thought to himself.

Qin Shi'e looked at the empty seat next to Chi Yuluo thoughtfully, and was pulled by Duan Xiaocheng before turning his head, he smiled and said nothing.

Seeing him laugh, Duan Xiaocheng frowned, he was most afraid of him doing this, and finally saw the hope of reuniting with his first love, so he didn't want to be thrown cold water at this time.

"why are you laughing."

"I remember happy things."

"What happy thing?" "The sow in my hometown gave birth to 108 babies naturally, and the mother and baby were safe."

"Go, go, I'm serious."

"I don't know if it's serious or not. Anyway, it will definitely not be tight after giving birth."

The two chatted and the preparation bell rang for the first time. Monitor Gao Wen took the roster to the podium and called the roll call. She was neatly dressed in a black and white school uniform, and her hair was tied into a neat ponytail as required by the school.

This short girl's eyes were extremely sharp and she walked with a wind in her eyes. The classroom, which was noisy just now, gradually became quiet soon after she walked on the stage.

Qin Shie looked out of the corridor and glanced at Chi Yuluo's seat. Gao Wen finished taking the call and found that this "bad girl" was belatedly arriving.

Wearing a black three-dimensional mask, his hair was spread loosely. The ends of his hair were obviously permed with a curling iron and made into big waves. He was not wearing school pants and wore a long blue windbreaker over his school uniform.

When he passed by Qin Shi'e, he felt as if the tip of his nose was brushed by feathers, and a pleasant smell like orange peel mixed with the smell of beef soup filled his nostrils.

In the noisy classroom again, the eyes of several boys and girls were attracted by Chi Yuluo who hurriedly entered the class. After a quick glance, they moved away and continued whispering to the people around them. There seemed to be an indescribable fluctuation in their eyes.

Gao Wen, who had just come down from the podium, saw that Chi Yu had arrived, her lips parted, her hand holding the pen stretched out half way and then retracted, and finally she turned her head away and sighed, and used the pen to scribble on the booklet in front of her.

Chi Yuluo kept looking forward, ignoring everything around him, and sat down on his seat. Except for being stunned for a moment when he saw Qin Shi'e, he quickly pretended that nothing happened and continued to clear the table.

The student on duty at the weekend seemed a little careless. The books placed in her desk hole were messed up when she moved the desk, and the homework to be submitted was almost crushed.

"morning!"

The class starts immediately, and everyone waits for the teacher to come and lead them to the art classroom.

for no reason.

Qin Shi'e, who was smiling for some reason, slapped Chi Yuluo on the shoulder of the front desk who entered the class first, and his loud voice was almost heard by several people in the back row of the adjacent two groups.

Duan Xiaocheng thought Qin Shie was going to make trouble again, so he hugged himself tightly and shut his mouth in advance to avoid being persecuted.

The fat guy at the front desk blinked, feeling a little flattered.

"Morning, morning, Brother Qin." Xiaopang turned his head slightly, "Brother Cheng, it's early too."

"Ah, yes, I feel so happy to breathe." Duan Xiaocheng nodded frequently.

Qin Shie made no further moves after saying good morning, nor did he deliberately look at Chi Yuluo.

After confirming that a certain gaze had stayed on him, he stretched and was satisfied. For now, this was fine.

After finishing her books, Chi Yuluo quietly stuffed her cell phone into the hole in the table. The screen lit up due to the sensor, showing an unread message and a bunch of junk text messages.

Coke: [Good morning! 】

The master sent it around five o'clock. She was helping in the store and didn't have time to reply.

So she carefully raised her head and observed the classroom. She hesitated and used her peripheral vision to see if there was a teacher passing by the back door, and then made sure it was safe.

She pretended to lie down on the table, covering her sight with the hair hanging down on the side of her face, and typed with one finger to send the message. When the bubbles were sent, she also secretly mouthed the two words.

"Good morning."

(End of this chapter)