Chapter 33 Do you want to fall in love?

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Cheng Xiaoyue was inexplicably insistent this time and refused to give in even if he knocked her on the head.

She held her schoolbag and lowered her head, murmuring to herself,

"I'm just a brother anyway!"

Except for Cheng Shu, she didn't recognize him as her brother.

She lowered her head, and from Jiang Mikawa's perspective, all she could see was a silent back of her head.

The girl's hair has not yet been tied up, and her seaweed-like long hair is slightly messy and scattered on her shoulders, with a faint rough edge covered by the sunlight.

Jiang Mikawa inserted his fingers into her hair.

The warm touch made half of Cheng Xiaoyue's scalp numb. But he just stroked her slightly messy hair casually, turned and walked back to the living room, opened the small drawer under the coffee table, and took out her small comb and hair tie.

"Come here."

Jiang Michuan raised his head and patted the empty space on the sofa next to him.

Although Cheng Xiaoyue felt awkward, she still walked over slowly, naturally sat on the empty seat next to him, and turned sideways obediently.

The two have formed a tacit understanding without words. As soon as Cheng Xiaoyue sat next to him, Jiang Jianchuan skillfully held up her long hair.

He is a grown man, but he is inexplicably familiar with tying a little girl's hair.

Cheng Xiaoyue has been pampered since she was a child. When there was an aunt at home, she would always tie her hair. As a result, when she grew up, she was not very good at tying her hair, and even the simplest ponytail was tied crookedly.

Cheng Shu was big-hearted and didn't take it seriously. However, Jiang Mikawa feels that no matter how casual a girl is, she must be neat and tidy.

So I learned some skills in tying girls' hair on a small video platform. When Cheng Xiaoyue's hair was tied up in a mess, she would neatly tidy it up and occasionally give her some new tricks.

His big hands moved neatly through the hair, picking up the soft hair, placing it in the palm of his hand and combing it neatly with a comb.

Then the hair tie was pulled off from his wrist, and he quickly tied it into a ponytail tied high on the back of his head.

"You are such a grown man, and you still don't know how to take care of yourself."

Jiang Michuan put the comb back into the drawer, then closed it and sighed softly.

A bit like my old father's tone.

The movement of him bending down to put the comb back forced him to lower his body and look at her from the side, as if he was holding her in his arms, and his chest was pressed against her back through a layer of fabric.

All he could see from the corner of his eye was his focused eyes, broad shoulders, and the faint warm breath on his back.

The blood is boiling and the heartbeat is screaming.

Her thoughts seemed to be pulled away, and Cheng Xiaoyue couldn't help but wonder -

what will it be like for him to fall in love in the future?

Will he take care of the girl he likes like he takes care of her now?

Cheng Xiaoyue looked at the TV cabinet in front of her. Her own figure was reflected on the TV LCD screen.

At this time, she hugged her knees and sat curled up in front of him. She was thin and petite, while his shoulders were broad and straight, and his figure was in sharp contrast.

Cheng Xiaoyue frowned unconsciously.

She slowly calmed down her heartbeat and suddenly turned around,

"Jiang Michuan, what are your criteria for choosing a mate?"

Jiang Michuan looked down at her. Her mind always jumped and she said whatever came to her mind, so it was not surprising that she would suddenly ask this question.

It's just that this topic didn't seem to be a serious discussion with such a brat, so he raised his lips in a funny way and said in a teasing tone,

"Do you want to introduce me?"

He didn't answer directly, but instead asked for an introduction.

Cheng Xiaoyue suddenly felt alarm bells ringing in her heart, her eyes widened, and she asked in disbelief,

"Do you want to fall in love?"

The little girl's expression was exaggerated, as if she was surprised, and she also revealed a sense of disappointment that could not be concealed.

Jiang Michuan looked at her calmly and raised his eyebrows,

"Isn't it possible? I am already 20 years old this year."

Yes, he is already 20 years old.

It’s not the age for puppy love, and I’m about to graduate from college.

Falling in love at this age is normal, and Cheng Xiaoyue doesn't know why she is panicking.

But when she thought that he might be getting married and having children when she was still studying hard in the cold window, she still felt a hint of sadness uncontrollably.

She lowered her head and said in a muffled voice,

"It's not impossible, but when I think that you are 20 years old this year, I suddenly feel very sad."

Jiang Mikawa: "....?"

...

Sentimental age often leads to There are sentimental emotions.

Jiang Michuan summed up today's abnormality in this sentence for her.

He didn't have the problem of prying into the girl's mind, so he sent her to the school without asking any more questions, and then returned to Jiang University's science teaching building.

Under the campus boulevard, the dark Mercedes-Benz G slowly drove away, attracting many envious eyes along the way.

In fact, most of the students at the High School Affiliated to Jiangda University know who the owner of this car is, but they are still fascinated every time they see a handsome senior driving a girl from school.

Cheng Xiaoyue was surrounded by envious eyes and watched the car gradually disappear from sight. Then she turned around with her schoolbag on her back and walked calmly towards the teaching building.

Her steps were unhurried and she seemed to be focused on nothing. However, his entire attention was attracted by the whispers around him.

"It's great to have a brother! Is it too late for my parents to have another baby?"

"Let your parents go! Wouldn't it be nice to go directly to Jiang University next door to find one?"

"Why are they so sweet! Damn it! I want to tell the teacher!"

"What's the use of telling the teacher? They are brother and sister!"

Cheng Xiaoyue paused slightly.

If it were before, if everyone tied her name to Jiang Mikawa, she might still have a secret sense of satisfaction and an inflated little vanity.

But this kind of binding, if it was based on the relationship between brother and sister, made her feel so guilty and uneasy for the first time.

Everyone just thinks they are brother and sister.

This allowed her to approach him openly and legitimately, and to be close to him without anyone suspecting her ulterior motives.

But it was precisely because everyone regarded them as brother and sister that her ignorant love became so long and difficult to see the light of day.

Cheng Xiaoyue fell silent, and her steps became heavy.

The only thing that was clear now was that she was finally sure that she fell in love with Jiang Mikawa.

Cheng Xiaoyue sighed. This realization was both joyful and worrying. She could already feel how difficult it would be to like her.

When it comes to liking someone, Cheng Xiaoyue is a blank slate.

Not to mention that the person she likes is a high-level flower like Emikawa, even if she is a peer in the class, she is not good at handling this kind of feeling.

Cheng Xiaoyue was devastated and in a daze for a long time, and finally looked at the other blank piece of paper beside her in desperation.

The last period of this morning was math class. Meng Huan was lying on his arm with his head hanging down, sleeping in a daze.

There is no one to talk about the things that are on my mind. If I continue to hold them in, I will either explode in silence or perish in silence.

Cheng Xiaoyue thought twice before poking her arm.

Meng Huan woke up with a start, thinking that the teacher was calling her to answer a question, and stood up suddenly with a swish.

On the podium, Zhao Xiaoyun's lecture was suddenly interrupted. When I looked up, I saw an inexplicable enoki mushroom standing in the second to last row.

Zhao Xiaoyun: "???"

Zhao Xiaoyun: "...."

She squinted her eyes and stared at the marks on Meng Huan's face that were pressed by the school uniform jacket. She said in a bad tone,

"What are you doing standing up?"

Meng Huan just woke up and was full of emotions. My mind is at a loss. He subconsciously said,

"Didn't you wake me up?"

Zhao Xiaoyun threw the lecture notes on the podium, raised his eyebrows leisurely, and glared at her,

"Yes, I see you are sleeping so soundly. , I asked you to get up and stretch your muscles."

Meng Huan: "..."

Only then did she realize that she was not named, and she immediately looked at Cheng Xiaoyue with resentment.

She was sleeping well, but she was scolded for no reason. Meng Huan sat down exhausted.

Finally, when the bell rang for the end of class, Cheng Xiaoyue immediately smiled apologetically and leaned forward,