"What do you want to do?" Cheng Ruoxi raised her eyebrows.
"This... is about studying. Let's see how the top students in No. 1 Middle School take notes." Jiang Qiao lied.
"Can you tell the truth?" Cheng Ruoxi obviously didn't believe it.
An ordinary person would have been frightened by Cheng Ruoxi's face of ice and would have been speechless.
But who is Jiang Qiao? He is not an ordinary thick-skinned person.
"When have I ever lied to you?"
"You've lied to me too many times." Cheng Ruoxi looked a little angry, then turned her back and walked forward.
"Hey, hey -" Jiang Qiao jumped down immediately upon seeing this and said hurriedly to her back: "No, no, no, no... I'm telling the truth, I lost my chemistry textbook, but the teacher happened to collect it tomorrow.
Let my book go to the leader for inspection... There's nothing we can do about it!"
Cheng Ruoxi stopped, turned around and rolled her eyes.
"Childish devil." She said, and then she hugged the cat and walked forward.
Jiang Qiao was dumbfounded. So what does this situation mean? Is it considered angry or dissipated?
It's really hard to guess a woman's thoughts sometimes.
It was almost noon, and the sun was rising directly over the alley.
Jiang Qiao happened to be standing in the sunshine, and the majestic autumn tiger made his mood complicated.
"Why are you standing there stunned?" Cheng Ruoxi didn't know when to stop and stood in the shadow of the dark blue bricks.
"Ah?" Jiang Qiao didn't know why.
"Don't you want to borrow a book? Do you want me to bring it to you?" Cheng Ruoxi stopped staying, walked around a corner and disappeared.
Jiang Qiao finally understood what the other party meant, quickly locked the courtyard door, and followed him.
…
The two of them were walking in the alley, one behind the other. The houses on both sides were of uneven height. Occasionally, bright sunlight would pass by and shine on the two of them and the cat, like frames in a silent film.
Jiang Qiao silently counted the bricks passed by his feet, one, two, three...
Suddenly, he felt a chill in his waist, followed by pain.
Cheng Ruoxi's slender hands pinched the flesh on his waist and twisted hard...
"Ouch!"
Jiang Qiao felt so painful that he broke free from the tigress's claws and jumped far away.
"You want to kill someone!" Jiang Qiao cried and accused the other party of all kinds of atrocities.
Cheng Ruoxi felt much more comfortable now.
"Pfft... Who told you to always lie to others?"
Of course she was happy to see Jiang Qiao's declining appearance, and she even quickly turned her head away when she was so happy that she could hardly hold back her smile.
So you were waiting for me here?
"Hey, then you don't have to be so cruel. I just lied to you once..." Jiang Qiao touched the flesh on his waist, and there was still a dull pain there.
"Once?" Cheng Ruoxi raised her chin, her brown pupils gleaming with light.
"That time in kindergarten, did you lie to me and say the teacher called me, and then ate my cake with your backhand?"
"In the fourth grade of elementary school, did you put a beetle in my schoolbag?"
"besides……"
Cheng Ruoxi's house is not too far away, less than ten minutes' walk.
But in less than ten minutes, Jiang Qiao felt like every second was like a year. His experience in the second grade of secondary school in the past ten years was completely wiped out by Cheng Ruoxi.
The only thing left on the quiet stone road is the purring of the cat and the girl's chatter.
Fortunately, they finally arrived.
This alley has several exits, large and small. Cheng Ruoxi's house is next to one of the exits, and there is a bustling commercial street nearby.
Her home is a three-story small bungalow with a yard planted with rows and rows of green plants.
Cheng Ruoxi opened the door and put the cat in first. She saw Jiang Qiao leisurely picking up flowers and plants in the yard, so she said:
"Why don't you come in?"
Jiang Qiao replied: "Isn't this waiting for you to get your textbooks?"
But she didn't expect Cheng Ruoxi to change the subject: "Have you had breakfast?"
"I haven't eaten." Jiang Qiao didn't know why she suddenly asked.
"Then what do you plan to do for lunch?" Cheng Ruoxi asked again.
"I don't know... maybe a bowl of clear noodle soup and a poached egg."
"Look at how poor you are... Come in quickly, I'm in a good mood today, and I want to show you my skills. There are so many dishes in my refrigerator, they will go bad if you don't eat them."
Cheng Ruoxi walked into the house swinging her half-length ponytail, and Jiang Qiao followed suit.
Like Jiang Qiao's house, this house has a history of several decades, but the decoration inside is very warm and modern.
In addition, the Cheng family also has a big house in the city center. Logically speaking, it is more convenient to live there and closer to No. 1 Middle School, but Cheng Ruoxi refuses to go there, preferring to get up early every day and take the subway for half an hour.
Go to school.
Jiang Qiao once asked her why she had been living in the old alley, but the other party just said, "I like it, but I want you to take care of it." This made Jiang Qiao feel baffled and he didn't know why she was offended.
...
Cheng Ruoxi brought a few thick textbooks and then walked into the kitchen, busy working non-stop. Jiang Qiao was sitting on the sofa, watching TV and petting the cat. I have to say, the three-month-old kitten is really cute.
You have to want people to swallow it in one gulp.
Moreover, Jiang Qiao always felt that this cat had an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He had obviously seen it before, but the feeling of familiarity had jumped to a new level.
Xiao Hei sniffed the scent on his body, and then lay directly on his lap, as if Jiang Qiao was his master.
A strange feeling... But Jiang Qiao didn't take it to heart. Instead, he looked at the kitchen and said:
"Sister Xi——" Jiang Qiao has called her that since kindergarten.
"Huh?" The pressure cooker in the kitchen was sizzling loudly, and the aroma of corn ribs soup spread into the living room along with the sound of chopping vegetables and Cheng Ruoxi's response.
"Have uncles and aunts not come back during this time?"
"No, they always say they are busy."
"oh."
Jiang Qiao snorted and stopped talking about this topic. He knew that Cheng Ruoxi's parents were doing business in other places all year round and rarely came home. Even during the Chinese New Year, they might not come back once.
Therefore, Cheng Ruoxi has developed the ability to take care of herself. Cheng's father and Cheng's mother also wanted to invite an aunt to the family, but her daughter also refused.