It turns out that the school god has a crush on me

Chapter 143 Happy New Year
The night market is bustling, and several people are eating and playing games at the same time.

Si An's marksmanship was very accurate, a row of balloons were blown up one by one, and Zhou Yi next to him fell a lot.

Shi Qi hugged the doll that Si An had won back, feeling sweet in her heart.

Xu Future couldn't stand it anymore, this marksmanship was too bad, she directly took the toy gun in Zhou Yi's hand, and within half a minute, a row of new balloons all burst.

"Here, New Year's gift."

She stuffed the little pig doll into Zhou Yi's arms.

Zhou Yi was stunned, why did Xu Future treat him so well all of a sudden? Could it be that he succeeded in praying to Buddha just now?
He was marveling at how effective this prayer was, but Xu Future said, "Don't tell me, this pig is quite like you."

Zhou Yi: "???"

...

Although it was past eleven o'clock, the street was still very lively.

The community is also very old-fashioned.

Xia Zhizhi hugged the doll Shi Qi gave her, and walked home slowly.

When the elevator door opened, Bian Yixiu happened to come back from the outside.

Xia Zhizhi pressed the door open button.

"Teacher Bian."

"Ah."

Bian Yixiu handed her the lemonade in his hand.

Xia Zhizhi was stunned, what is this?
Bian Yixiu: "I happened to see it when I was passing by."

"Thank you teacher." She took the lemonade, her fingers were warm, it was warm.

"Did you eat?" Bian Yixiu asked.

Today is New Year's Eve, and it should be a day for reunion dinner.

Xia Zhizhi shook her head, "No, but I made dumplings."

She looked up at Bian Yixiu, he was dressed formally, as if he had just returned from a dinner party.

Bian Yixiu smiled, "I haven't eaten yet, is there any share for me?"

Xia Zhizhi was suspicious, "But didn't the teacher go to a dinner party?"

Bian Yixiu really didn't expect her to guess.

Today is indeed a dinner party with classmates, but when he meets someone he doesn't want to see, he has no interest in staying any longer.

"After all, there are many people, and there are many scruples, so I don't eat much."

Xia Zhizhi nodded, "But I only wrapped cabbage and meat stuffing."

She was a little apprehensive, not knowing what stuffing Bian Yixiu liked to eat.

The person in front of me smiled slightly, "Coincidentally, I only eat cabbage and meat for dumplings."

"Come here, teacher, and watch the Spring Festival Gala together."

Xia Zhizhi doesn't have a TV at home, and she only uses her mobile phone or computer to watch videos.

The elevator door opened, and Xia Zhizhi followed Yixiu's footsteps with small steps.

It's been more than half a year, and this is the first time Xia Zhizhi has come to Bian Yixiu's house.

The decoration patterns on both sides are similar, but it looks more homely than Xia Zhizhi's.

There are TV sets, stereos, many model toys... and bookshelves.

Even if you live alone, the tea set is a complete set.

The two brought things here together, Xia Zhizhi was tinkering in the kitchen, after a while, the smell of dumplings filled the whole kitchen.

In the living room, Bian Yixiu turned on the TV, which happened to be playing the Spring Festival Gala.

The two brought out the dumplings, which were steaming hot and fragrant.

In a daze, Xia Zhizhi felt a sense of home, and she couldn't remember how many years had passed by someone.

My heart was sour and astringent, and my tears fell uncontrollably.

Bian Yixiu was stunned, and quickly took out a tissue to wipe her tears, "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Xia Zhizhi shook his head, at this time the countdown to the new year began on the TV, 10.9.81.

Outside the window, the gorgeous fireworks are dazzling and eye-catching, and the new year is here.

Bian Yixiu looked away from the window, "Zhizhi, Happy New Year."

Xia Zhizhi choked up slightly, raised her hand to wrap around Bian Yixiu's waist, and buried it in his arms, just as she imagined, very warm.

"Mr. Bian, thank you...Happy New Year."

　As long as I don't say it, no one will find out that I've written until 2021...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)