Friday, Totsuki Academy, noon, the weather is sunny.
Inside Commercial Street, Yan Huan was biting a croissant, but her eyes were fixed on the phone, shaking from time to time, as if thousands of thoughts were flashing in them.
"All the homework has been completed. Everyone has started to divide the work on the cultural festival at Student Council, and the documents have been submitted to the Student Affairs Office."
He put down his cell phone and listed the completed and unfinished things one by one.
After the school matters were almost settled, he closed all emails and opened the memo.
After clicking on the notes completed yesterday on "Spencer's meeting with Mr. Miyake" and "paying public food to An Le", he used his finger.
He hesitated for a few seconds and then added a new memo,
"Bai Yi, High Table Dinner"
Although he just wanted to peep at Sakuramiya yesterday at noon to get more information, he also had some contact with Bai Yi unintentionally.
She seemed very interested in high table dinners, Yan Huan remembered this.
But the problem is that there is only one dance at the high table dinner, which means that you can only choose to dance with one person of the opposite sex.
For Yan Huan, it is better not to jump, at least it is safer.
Let's think about it later, what to do if Bai Yi invites you?
Then there is
Yan Huan's eyes returned to today's memo little by little.
Above, the reminder "Ye Shiyu, Jinxiu Production, fifth floor of the club teaching building, Sewing Club" at 12:30 is already red, reminding Yan Huan to leave quickly.
"Really, I can't take any time off at all."
Seeing this, Yan Huan sighed, stuffed the unfinished croissant into his mouth in a few mouthfuls, drank the coffee next to him, got up and walked towards the club's teaching building.
"Zhizhi. Chat."
The birds on the branches were jumping back and forth in the shadows between the trees. Yan Huan also met Maori Hina who was also coming in a hurry downstairs from the club teaching.
"President Yan, you are here!"
"What a coincidence. Did you run here from the cafeteria?"
"Yeah!"
Yan Huan waited for her to come over full of energy, and then walked with her towards the club teaching building.
"Senior Sister Ye seems to be waiting for us in the classroom. I don't know if she was kept waiting for a long time."
"Did she tell you that?"
"Well, I just found out when I was eating. I was afraid that she would wait for a long time, so I hurriedly took a few bites and came over."
Maori Hina touched the back of her head sheepishly and said this.
But after hearing this, Yan Huan raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked,
"Has Sister Shiyu been chatting with you during this time?"
"Hmm!"
When mentioning this, Maori Hina's eyes lit up.
She touched her chest and said to Yan Huan as if her suspicion had been completely confirmed,
"A person like Senior Sister Ye, who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, will indeed become very enthusiastic as soon as she goes online!
"Ah, think about it carefully. She looks aloof on weekdays. Could it be that she is pretending to be in trouble because of social fear or something?"
"So, besides President Yan, I am one of the few close friends with Senior Sister Ye!"
Maori Hina held her cheek and spoke so happily that Yan Huan's mouth froze slightly.
This child is completely immersed in her own world, so it's best not to disturb her.
However
As she said, Yan Huan was indeed a little surprised, so she asked again,
"Then what do you and Sister Shiyu usually talk about, sewing?"
"Ah, um. I'm not very good at this. I can't talk to Senior Ye at all about this. It's the topic we're talking about."
Maori Hina touched her hair a little embarrassed and said to Yan Huan,
"I'm embarrassed to say it. Basically, I was confiding to Senior Sister Ye about my troubles at home, and Senior Sister Ye kept comforting me and teaching me.
"Maybe it's because Senior Ye and I have very similar family environments, so we have a lot to talk about."
Family?
In other words, she is most likely to be raised by her mother in a single-parent family like Ye Shiyu, right?
"However, I always feel that what Senior Sister Ye says is a bit strange sometimes,"
"Strange?"
Yan Huan glanced at the side face of the ignorant and innocent girl next to him, saw her holding her mobile phone, and repeated what Ye Shiyu said to her before.
After listening to everything, Yan Huan showed an expression of "not surprised at all".
This is what Ye Shiyu would say.
"Then what do you think?"
"I don't know. Maybe Senior Sister Ye is right, but... I always feel like something is weird. Anyway, it's still very troublesome to this day."
Hearing this, Yan Huan raised his eyebrows without any surprise.
At this time, they happened to arrive at the door of Sewing Club, and the conversation was about to be interrupted.
But before raising his hand to open the door, Yan Huan still paused slightly and said to Maori Hina,
"It might be hard to find the right answer, but it shouldn't be hard to know what the wrong answer is. You can do it."
"Huh?"
Maori Hina was slightly startled, then paused while looking at Yan Huan.
Just in front of him, Yan Huan didn't say anything else, and just turned to look at the door.
Even though he knew that there was a high probability that the person inside was Ye Shiyu, he still gently knocked on the door and said hello.
"Excuse me."
After opening the door, Sewing Club's relatively spacious activity room was revealed in front of Yan Huan.
The open window in the classroom is facing the door, allowing the bright sunlight outside the window to illuminate the unlit room.
In that quiet room, a tall girl with long black hair turned her back to Yan Huan and stood in front of a piece of satin with her back to the light.
The faint light lit up her ink-like hair, and when Yan Huan opened the door, her bare hands caressing the satin paused slightly.
Immediately, she turned her head.
When the cold, mouthless and pretty face looked at the young man at the door, her face was like the first snowfall, revealing a very faint but beautiful smile.
"Xiao Huan."
"Huh~"
At this moment, the breeze from the open window blew up the gauze curtain, carrying a touch of light fragrance from her body and her words towards Yan Huan.
Only at this moment can Yan Huan feel that this guy Ye Shiyu is indeed somewhat beautiful.
If she wasn't that scary, she really wasn't.
Thinking about such words that would make his head spin, Yan Huan also put on an expression management mask and showed a nice smile.
"Poetry"
However, before he could speak, an equally excited little head popped out from beside him.
"Sister Ye, here I come!"
The extremely romantic atmosphere between the two was instantly shattered, and the expectant smile on Ye Shiyu's face froze slightly.
Immediately afterwards, the smile faded a little bit, and gradually returned to her cold feeling of "putting down her face",
"Hmm."
She nodded and responded.
Yan Huan laughed dumbly, but pretended not to see it and walked in. He rolled up his sleeves and walked to Ye Shiyu and said,
"Then let's officially start and see what we can do to Sister Shiyu. It's best not to cause any trouble to Sister Shiyu."
Feeling his hot body temperature approaching her, Ye Shiyu's eyes moved slightly and she opened her mouth, struggling to formulate words of comfort.
"How come? Rather, I'm glad you can help me."
After all, she seemed to think that these words had some profound meaning, which made her feel uncomfortable.
But again.
Looking forward to seeing Xiao Huan's reaction after hearing such words.
So she pursed her lips and chose to look up in front of her, wanting to take a look at Yan Huan's expression.
However, what caught my eye was the very moved Hina Mouri with her starry eyes.
"Oh! I will definitely work hard, Senior Sister Ye!"
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Ye Shiyu almost couldn't catch his breath.
But looking at Yan Huan who was standing opposite her from the corner of her eye, she took a deep breath and adjusted her expression.
Xiao Huan hopes that he can have a good relationship with her
Still, don't let Xiao Huan be disappointed again.
Thinking like this, she also raised the stiff corners of her mouth with difficulty and said,
"Okay, then let's get started."
In fact, Yan Huan does this on purpose.
As I said before, the essence of dealing with Ye Shiyu is to pull.
Don't raise her mood too high all at once, otherwise she will Hypnosis you excitedly.
Don't let her fall into a low mood all at once, otherwise she will Hypnosis you angrily.
The rules of the new century are weird.
So it's just like this, pull it up and down.
When she was about to take off due to the contact with Yan Huan, he pulled out Hina Mouri to cool her down.
When she was about to lose control due to the chatter and the clumsy Mouri Hina, Yan Huan popped out "Hey" again, which cheered her up.
Therefore, in this short period of time, the expression changes on Ye Shiyu's face are wonderful.
It's so much that Yan Huan wants to record it with his cell phone.
"There are actually many schools of brocade embroidery. What I plan to do this time is Su embroidery. The double-sided embroidery is the most basic stitching method, called rolling stitch."
"In this case, Sister Shiyu, can you demonstrate it to me?"
"Hmm"
This is indeed beneficial.
At this moment, Yan Huan inevitably glanced at Ye Shiyu who spoke softly next to him.
But he saw her just leaning against him calmly, her dark eyes looking intently at the needles on the embroidery surface, while her fingers dexterously shuttled the needle threads back and forth, leaving the shiny lines on the satin.
This is Yan Huan's first time seeing Ye Shiyu's embroidery.
Although I had heard that she was powerful in all aspects, there was a difference between hearing and seeing with my own eyes.
At this moment, she was sitting quietly on the stool, with her eyes lightly lowered, and the long black hair on her temples swayed as she moved the silver needle.
With a slight sway, her ear was no longer hidden and exposed.
"Like this, first embroider a stitch forward, and then tie the small stitch back."
Yan Huan subconsciously looked at the small ear with the full earlobe, watching the black hair rubbing her auricle and making a slight sound.
Will a girl feel anything if her long hair touches her ears?
Yan Huan suddenly thought of these useless things.
"Then. Then"
Just looking at it, Yan Huan suddenly felt that her fair earlobes were starting to become pink like peach blossoms.
Even the light and emotionless teaching words could not help but slow down a beat and became intermittent at this moment.
Seeing this, Yan Huan subconsciously glanced at Ye Shiyu's profile.
But she pursed her lips, and a faint blush appeared on her fair cheeks.
Although his eyes were still lowered, looking at the fabric below, his eyelashes were trembling sensitively.
Apparently, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Yan Huan staring at her earlobe.
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Seeing this, Yan Huan felt a little embarrassed.
He quickly turned around and returned to "Ye Shiyu's Suzhou Embroidery Classroom" as if nothing happened.
But when he took a closer look, he discovered that the stitching method of Ye Shiyu actually perfectly embroidered the outline of a petal.
"Very beautiful"
Looking at her extremely dexterous skills, Yan Huan couldn't help but admire her.
"!!"
But upon hearing these words, the shoulders of Ye Shiyu beside him trembled slightly.
Her hand holding the needle softened slightly, and then she blinked, gently stretched out her left hand, and pretended to ruffle her black hair, touching her ears and side of her face.
She thought that Yan Huan was complimenting her appearance.
Therefore, although the expression on her face was still very calm, her panicked body language still revealed her feelings at the moment.
But after touching her, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up a little.
He seemed very happy.
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And having been with Ye Shiyu for a long time, Yan Huan is very sensitive to her every reaction, even if it is just a slight smile.
So at this moment, he realized belatedly that Ye Shiyu had misunderstood.
I took my words of praise for her acupuncture skills as a compliment to her.
This time it feels a bit like touching a tiger's butt.
It's better not to explain it.
With this in mind, Yan Huan also turned around, smiled, and changed the topic very stiffly,
"Moori-san, would you like to learn it instead? I'll go get a drink of water."
"Ah, okay, President Yan!"
Over there, Maori Hina received the signal and immediately ran over and sat next to Ye Shiyu.
Yan Huan glanced at Ye Shiyu with a smile and stood up, hurriedly looking for water to relieve his dry mouth.
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Fortunately, after Yan Huan's previous desensitization training, Ye Shiyu's interruption of Mouri Hina finally stopped her face from breaking out.
Maybe it's also due to the fact that she has a "very happy conversation" with Mouri Hina, right?
At this moment, while Ye Shiyu was teaching, he glanced at her and asked,
"How is things going between you and your mother?"
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Maori Hina pursed her lips and said with a forced smile,
"How should I put it, I've been a little troubled lately."
". What exactly?"
Seeing her sadness, Ye Shiyu didn't know how to comfort people. He could only think for a second and then gently reached out to support her needle-handling hand to save her some effort.
"Well, to be specific, I always feel that after my mother fell in love, she came home much later. I always feel a little lonely at home alone.
"And even the messages sent to me on the plane have become less. It just feels like my mother's focus has shifted away from me."
Listening and listening, although Ye Shiyu didn't know how to comfort him, he suddenly thought that his mother had been very busy recently due to work.
I also come home very late every day, and I don't have time to pay attention to myself.
That day, she even took a taxi back from the airport.
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Maori Hina embarrassedly raised the needle, took a deep breath, and said with some embarrassment,
"However, I think it's also my problem. Even now that I'm this old, I still think about these things. I always feel like I'm a bit of a mama's baby."
As she said this, she looked at Ye Shiyu next to her with envy, and said hopefully,
"It would be great if I could be as calm and mature as Senior Ye, maybe I wouldn't be so troubled. In the future, I will continue to learn from Senior Ye!"
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Facing her question, Ye Shiyu blinked, nodded and said,
"Hmm"
It's night, Jinghe District, Ye Residence, half past eleven.
"Well, you leave that matter to Xiao Wang, and it must be implemented before next Friday."
"Click."
Ye Residence's door opened, revealing Ye Lan wearing a white women's suit and holding a small leather bag.
Because her right hand was still holding the bag, she could only tilt her head and clamp the phone on her shoulder, then she could raise her legs and take off the high heels on her feet.
"Well, okay, I understand. You can submit a document to me tomorrow and I will read it before sending it to China."
After doing all this, she walked into the living room and hung up the phone.
"Miss, are you back?"
In the kitchen with the lights on, Aunt Chen came out and greeted Ye Lan.
And Ye Lan nodded, took a look at the quiet upstairs, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice,
"Shiyu fell asleep?"
"Well, it has been silent for a long time."
"Okay. Aunt Chen, you go to bed early and I wash up and go to bed quickly. I have to get up early to go to the company tomorrow morning."
"Hey, that's good."
After responding like this, Ye Lan walked upstairs with a smile, holding her purse and mobile phone.
On the third floor, when she passed by the closed Ye Shiyu door, she looked at it several times before pulling away and walking towards her bedroom.
There was no light on in the bedroom, so she threw her purse on the bed first, then turned around and turned on the light.
However, just as she turned on the light, Ye Shiyu, standing in the darkness wearing pajamas and holding a pillow, suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Oh you"
This time, Ye Lan was so frightened that she covered her chest and took a few steps back. Only then did she realize that the person standing in front of her was her daughter.
She took a few breaths and stared blankly at Ye Shiyu, who was expressionless and slightly tilted his head to look at her.
"Shiyu You scared me to death."
"Sorry, Mom"
"You are up so late and why are you in my room?"
Hearing this, Ye Shiyu pursed his lips, seeming a little embarrassed.
After being silent for a long time, she raised the pillow in her hand, tilted her head slightly, but still said expressionlessly,
"I want to sleep with my mother tonight"
"Huh?"
Ye Lan blinked and looked at the tall girl in front of him who was taller than him. He opened his mouth slightly for a moment and didn't say anything for a long time.