What's wrong with me?

It seems that they were caught by the surprise raid by Old Li last night, otherwise they would not be standing here in an orderly manner so early in the morning.

When Jia Shuai saw Qi Xia walking slowly in the corridor, he bared his teeth at Qi Xia. The pain in his face seemed to be saying that he regretted not going home on time like Qi Xia.

Mr. Li is a very responsible class teacher, so he usually arrives at school even earlier than the first student in the class. Judging from their appearance, they probably have been standing at the door for quite a long time.

They looked quite pitiful, but Qi Xia didn't feel sorry for them. Just like what most boys would have experienced, being caught after team building was also a part of student life and something that could not be missed.

Pretending not to notice their winking faces, Qi Xia, with a somewhat gloating look, walked past them and entered the classroom.

But before I had time to warm up the seat, the squad leader in the front seat turned around.

"Well, look, Qi Xia, thanks to me for stopping you from going with them last night. Otherwise, you would be standing outside with Jia Shuai and the others as punishment. How are you going to thank me?"

The class monitor in front of him was leaning sideways, with her left hand holding the book behind her back, outlining the girl's elegant and moving curves.

There was a layer of crystal lipstick on the monitor's lips. The crimson lips were neither thick nor thin, like nectar, as if they were born to be held in someone's mouth.

Looking at her bright smiling face, Qi Xia thought, if one day the monitor decided to throw away her disguise and find a boyfriend, then her boyfriend would probably make a bunch of boys jealous to death.

"Thank you so much, monitor. I'll treat you to milk tea at noon."

Qi Xia said with a smile, and turned his head to look at the class monitor. The class monitor felt embarrassed and annoyed, as if he thought Qi Xia was teasing her, so she snorted at him and turned around to continue her morning reading.

After everything was packed up, most classmates had arrived. It was already the third year of high school, and everyone knew how precious time was. Even though Lao Li had just come and left, everyone started their morning reading tacitly.

Qi Xia picked up a Chinese textbook and spread it out on the table, but his mind was not at all on the ancient poems and essays that he had memorized by heart.

He took out a piece of white paper from the desk, found a mechanical pencil from Lao Jia's drawer, gestured to the monitor who had his back to him, and began to scribble on the white paper.

He wanted to draw a sketch of the class monitor. He himself was not very interested in painting. However, there was a period of time when Yue Ran was very interested in painting in college and she even dragged him to participate in the school's interest classes. So he learned the basics of sketching unknowingly.

But he only had a superficial understanding after all. After drawing for a long time and making revisions, he still couldn't bring the squad leader who had abandoned his disguise to the drawing paper.

Instead, he was always looking at the monitor, as if she had discovered him. The monitor's originally snow-white and lovely earlobes became redder and redder, until they were as red as iced hawthorn. She suddenly turned her head and kicked Qi Xia's calf, then turned back.

But the squad leader seemed to be treating Qi Xia differently. Although she kicked Qi Xia, Qi Xia felt that the kick was very light and did not have the ferocious force that she usually had when she kicked Lao Jia.

Qi Xia finally gave up. He seemed to have no talent for painting and was unable to recreate the beautiful girlish posture of the monitor.

After putting the ruined drawing paper into the book, Qi Xia propped up his chin and looked around. Then, among the pile of books, he found a pair of bright eyes secretly staring at him.

It was Liu Ziyi, who had cleaned the house with him last night. Perhaps she was angry because he was so slow in mopping the floor last night, causing her to get home very late.

He looked over, and she noticed that he had noticed him. Like a frightened lamb, she hurriedly retracted her head and used a physics book to block their view.

After the morning reading was over, Jia Shuai and the others were let in, but before they were let in, they were caught by Lao Li and given a good beating for a long time.

All the boys verbally promised that they would never go back next time, but Qi Xia knew that it would only last half a week at most and then they would go back to their old ways.

After all, for Lao Jia and his group of senior lolers, nothing is more important than taking everyone to the Internet cafe for a fierce battle at night.

The first class was still the English class taught by Lin Shihan. When Lin Shihan walked into the classroom swaying her tall figure in a pair of slender high heels and looked at Qi Xia with her bright and peaceful eyes, Qi Xia knew that it was time for him to perform again.

"Qi Xia, stand up and recite the short passage I asked you to recite earlier."

As expected, Qi Xia was called up immediately, but this time Qi Xia was not embarrassed, he was already prepared. What's more, he was no longer the same person he used to be, and English was no longer Qi Xia's weak subject.

So, in front of everyone's gaze, Qi Xia stood up and recited the essay fluently in a pure London accent.

Qi Xia naturally learned the London accent from Yue Ran, and Yue Ran's London accent is of course more fluent and more pleasant to listen to than his, to the extent that even foreigners would be surprised when they hear it.

Lin Shihan was also surprised. Not only were her eyes filled with astonishment and delight, but even her face, which had always been calm, seemed like melting ice and snow, and was smiling faintly.

After class, the monitor turned around and asked curiously, "Qi Xia, where did you learn your London accent? Why haven't you ever spoken it before?"

"What's that Cockney accent?"

Only Old Jia looked confused. He didn't know what the monitor was talking about. He only knew that Old Xia's voice was very special when he started teaching the text in class. Even the English teacher, who was beautiful but always serious, praised Qi Xia.

"Of course you haven't heard of it, because I only learned it recently. I watched a lot of videos online and practiced for a long time before I got a little better."

Qi Xia put her hands on her hips, with an expression that said, "I'm so good, praise me!" The monitor couldn't help laughing. "It seems that Qi Xia, you have also worked hard on your English. If you have time next time, please teach me."

"Well, I'm a genius, I can definitely teach you right away, ahem...Okay, I'll teach you when I have time, monitor."

However, Qi Xia was still unskilled, and before he had finished pretending halfway, he was stared at by the squad leader's bright eyes. He felt a little embarrassed and withdrew his hand.

The second class was mathematics. After finishing the class uneventfully which made Lao Jia drowsy, Qi Xia heard Li Qin, who had sat by the window for three years in high school, calling him just after the class.

"Qi Xia, someone is looking for you outside."

Chapter 47 Milk Tea

"Qi Xia, someone is looking for you outside."

The morning sunlight lazily fell through the window onto the light-colored floor. With Li Qin's shout, Qi Xia's attention was drawn to her.

Curious about who might have something to ask him, he patted Lao Jia on the shoulder, asked him to make some room for him, and then walked out of the back door of the classroom.

Although he was curious, Qi Xia had probably guessed who would be looking for him.

Walking out of the classroom, as expected, at the corner of the corridor, he saw the beautiful figure of his childhood sweetheart waiting for him.

There was a hint of lovely blush on her delicate face, her white neck was slightly raised, and she had the pride of a swan and the innocence and loveliness of a young girl in love.

Seeing Qi Xia walking out of the classroom, those clear and bright eyes suddenly became sparkling, as if emitting a different kind of light.

Qi Xia suddenly remembered the time when he and Jiang Xinyao were in junior high school together. At that time, they were often thought to be a couple because they were together all day long. When faced with other people's teasing, his childhood sweetheart had this expression, as if she was afraid that others could not see that she was secretly happy.

Jiang Xinyao, who had been waiting in the corridor early, watched the person she had been thinking about walk out of the classroom, but she secretly cursed in her heart.

Since she broke the ice with Xiao Xia last night, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night.

She got up early this morning, secretly put on makeup with her mother's cosmetics, took out her favorite skirt, and dressed herself up beautifully, just to show her best side in front of Xiaoxia. But when the time came, she was extremely nervous.

She listened to her heart beating wildly in his huge chest, her cheeks flushed red as if water was about to drip out, she lowered her head, twisting the corner of her clothes with two green fingers, not daring to look up at him, but secretly glancing at Qi Xia out of the corner of her eyes.

But Jiang Xinyao is not a shy girl after all, otherwise she would not have taken the initiative to attack Qi Xia in her freshman year of high school.

She was shy for a while, then walked over gracefully, her chest pounding and little flowers of shyness blooming on her cheeks. She raised her arm and handed the packaging bag that she had prepared long ago to Qi Xia.

"Xiao Xia, please have some milk tea."

She smiled, and her bright smile was so beautiful, like an exquisite porcelain doll, beautiful, lovely, but vulnerable.

"Thank you, then I'm welcome."

Qi Xia was stunned for a moment. Since he had decided to save her and prevent her from repeating her past fate, he didn't act pretentiously. He took the milk tea handed to him by the girl and took a sip. The sweet and warm milk tea was Qi Xia's favorite flavor.

"Nothing happened when you went home last night, right? Don't stay in school so late next time."

There were not many people in the corridor after class. He tried to find a topic, but he hadn't interacted with his childhood sweetheart for a long time. He was also not good at talking, so he just said some irrelevant words in a dry voice.

"I didn't see the message you sent me in the morning. Next time if you want to find me in the morning, just call me."

But the girl didn't care. She looked at Qi Xia's cheek, still smiling.

"Well, when you didn't reply to me this morning, Xiao Xia, I thought you were mad at me again. I was so scared!"

She blinked her eyes with a smile, but her bright pupils stared straight at Qi Xia's cheek, unwilling to leave.

The girl was wearing a long white skirt with the snow-white hem reaching below her knees. There was a lace ribbon at arm's height on the hem that wrapped around her and tied into a bow behind her, making her look both pure and cute.

Qi Xia also remembered the skirt she was wearing. It was a birthday gift Qi Xia gave her when she was in the first year of high school. It was a pity that the skirt was bought two years ago. It was perfect for her two years ago, but now it looks a little small for the rapidly growing girl, especially the part on her chest, which is bulging and particularly eye-catching.

By the way, the gift the girl gave Qi Xia that year was a pair of limited edition AJ shoes. Qi Xia didn’t know much about them, but heard from others that they were very expensive. It must be said that she was really a little rich woman.

The girl's innocence and joy infected Qi Xia, and he no longer felt embarrassed. Comparing the appearance of his childhood sweetheart in his memory, Qi Xia smiled and said, "This skirt must have been bought when you were in the first year of high school. I will give you a better one on your birthday. It's been two years, Xinyao, and you've become much more beautiful."

In the eyes of others, it was only two years, but in Qi Xia's eyes, it was almost ten years. After all, Jiang Xinyao was no longer the naive little girl in his memory.

Compared with the most profound impression of Qi Xia's childhood sweetheart, she has many things that other girls would envy.

The little bulge has now turned into a peak, and under the beautiful skirt, her long legs are straight and full. Qi Xia has no doubt that when she goes to university, she will be a goddess who knows how many roses she will receive.

She still had her hair tied up, and her long black hair reached her waist.

Qi Xia once told her in the first year of high school that he liked long hair because he felt that girls with long hair had a gentleness, like his aunt. Since then, the girl's hair seemed to have become longer and longer, until now it was almost waist-length.

"Xiao Xia..." The girl had not expected that happiness would come so quickly. Xiao Xia had never praised her for her beauty. When she asked him coquettishly if she was pretty, he would always compare her with his aunt, which made her very angry.

Qi Xia's tone was very natural, just so full of joy, as if he was purely happy just looking at her, without any disguise. The girl's sensitive heart felt warm and hot when touched by this feeling. She couldn't help but glance at Qi Xia, shyly and happily, and her heart finally settled down.

She thought that even if he forgave her, he would still have a grudge in his heart. However, she had waited for so long, and it seemed that her hard work had finally paid off, and the goddess of luck finally came to favor her.

Yes, she muttered to herself, this is how it should be, he and she are one, they have been together since childhood, it was like this before, it is like this now, and it should be like this in the future.

She touched her arm. The place where she had pinched it blue in the morning because Xiao Xia didn't reply to her in time felt hot and a little itchy.

"Hehe, how about it, I have changed a lot, haven't I become more feminine than two years ago?"

The girl twisted her waist and looked straight at Qi Xia. She felt a little regretful. If she had known earlier, she should have been bolder today and wore his favorite socks to school.

She knew that Xiao Xia liked her best when she wore those beautiful socks, especially black and white stockings, because every time she put on stockings, she could feel his eyes would often fall on her legs.

Chapter 48 Changes

The girl stretched her slender waist, trying her best to show her beauty to her lover in front of her. Her eyes were shining with the light of water, and the figure of the young man in front of her was reflected in the depths of the pool all the time.

Looking at the face of the boy in front of her, which had appeared in the girl's crimson dreams countless times, Jiang Xinyao was obviously extremely excited, but she just wanted to cry.

She has waited too long for this moment. Two years does not sound like a very long time, but for a girl in love, how many two years can she have in her youth?

Her clear pupils were still looking at his cheek, but in the depths of her eyes, there was no longer the worry and hesitation from before. She pursed her lips, and her long and thin eyebrows curved into a lovely crescent.

He has really changed a lot.

The girl thought, it’s no wonder, after all, teenage boys change every day, not to mention that she has been separated from her Xiaoxia for nearly two years.

Even after they broke up, she had always been secretly paying attention to him, but after two years, this was the first time she was so close to him.

He has become more handsome and mature. Compared to his immature appearance in the first year of high school, he is undoubtedly more able to attract the attention of girls now.

His eyes became deeper than before, as if they had returned to nature after seeing the great rivers and lakes. His thin lips felt soft and warm. She recalled the feeling of her lips being held in his mouth, and her heart beat as if it was dancing.

He had really changed a lot, and at first glance she felt a sense of unfamiliarity. But when she twitched her small nose and sniffed the air, the smell was exactly the same as in her memory, as fiery yet gentle as a sunflower, which made the girl's heart continue to soar into the sky from a height of ten thousand meters.

"Well, it's true that my figure has become better, but it's still far from perfect. If a girl is this pretty, she will be cheated if she goes out."

The boy's eyes scanned back and forth over the girl's body, causing her chest to thump as if there was a restless little rabbit in it.

She liked him looking at her like this, just like she used to try her best to make his eyes stay on her. However, despite being happy, she also felt a little lost.

Two years of separation was too long after all. In the past, just looking at her would make her feel drunk and her whole body would feel hot. But now, he still looked at her with admiration, but there was less of that eagerness that made her nervous and shy, but was the most important thing to her.

She loved him deeply, and even after two years, she had not changed at all, just like a fish cannot leave the water it depends on for survival. She was willing to become the person he liked for him.

Because he liked it, she grew her hair long. Even though washing her hair was a huge project every time and even though she was criticized many times because her hair was too long and did not meet school regulations, she never gave up.

Because he likes her, she works hard every day to maintain her figure and even drinks milk tea carefully, just to look like what he likes the most.

However, the water on which she depends for survival no longer seems to be as kind to her as it once was, a fish that cannot live without it.

"Even if I was deceived, I would only deceive Xiao Xia!"

But the girl was not discouraged. After all, Xiao Xia had been away from her for two years. It was normal to feel unfamiliar. Compared with the previous cold war, the current situation was undoubtedly much better.

As long as he is willing to communicate with her, Xiao Xia will definitely fall in love with her again like before in no time. She is confident of this.

"Xiao Xia, you said before that you like long hair, right? My hair has grown this long now. Doesn't it look much better than when I was in the first year of high school?"

She lifted a bunch of hair and tied it into a knot in her palm, her eyes filled with undisguised expectation and attachment.

She wanted to get closer to him, to snuggle in his arms like she used to, to hold his arm, to put his hand on her leg, and then to whisper some embarrassing words in his ear.

But she had to endure it. Even if the urge to have skin contact with him came over her and tortured her to the point of wanting to cruelly leave a few ugly scratches on her arms, she still had to endure it.

She had to protect herself, because her beauty had to be preserved so that Xiao Xia would fall in love with her, and of course she was forbidden to engage in self-harming behavior like before.

She knew Xiao Xia's personality very well. If she approached him rashly, Xiao Xia would curl herself up like a hedgehog. She had to take her time. She would never give anyone else a chance. Xiao Xia was her only one. She would never let anyone else separate her from him...

Qi Xia was silent. It was a good thing to see that his childhood sweetheart was still as beautiful as before. It also made Qi Xia feel relieved to know that she was still as optimistic and cheerful as before. But why did they make people feel so painful when they were obviously two happy things together?

Looking at Qingmei's expectant gaze in front of him, Qi Xia couldn't help scratching his chin, pretending not to understand the meaning of her words.

"It looks good, but Xinyao, there's no need to keep your hair so long. It's troublesome to wash such long hair, isn't it?"

"Isn't it enough as long as Xiaoxia likes it?" The girl blinked, but Qi Xia seemed to read many different emotions in those eyes, but he didn't understand and didn't comprehend what those emotions were.

"Can we go home together after school tonight? I want you to take me home, Xiaoxia."

When the girl said this, coupled with her eyes full of expectation as her long eyelashes fluttered, Qi Xia had no way of refusing.

They used to go home together after school every night, mostly taking the bus, and a few times Uncle Jiang would come to the school to pick them up.