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It was already dinner time. As the bell rang, various sounds filled the corners of the campus.
Ami listened intently to all the goings-on around her. The noises from all directions were moving in one direction, surrounding her. The dormitories and cafeteria are in the same direction.
They sound happy.
Ami felt a little relieved. She thought that if others would be happy here, then she would be as happy as them here.
But she still inevitably worried: "Will they hate me?"
Just like in the previous school, everyone always said that she was a child picked up from the garbage dump, so they were unwilling to play with her and would always make fun of her together.
Ye Zhiqiu is no less worried than Ami, but at this time, she can only try to comfort Ami: "No, Teacher Lin said, everyone is united and friendly."
¡°And everyone, like Ami, can¡¯t see, so they won¡¯t laugh at Ami.¡±
They are all older children, so they should not be so ignorant.
Ami has never met anyone like her, and she feels both expectant and anxious, and also a little unbelieving: "Don't they have parents too?"
Ye Zhiqiu took Ami's hand and rubbed it in his palm, looked at her face, and said gently: "Ami, I don't know about this, but it may be possible."
Ami lowered his head in disappointment.
"But if they have parents, shouldn't Ami be happy for them?" Although Ye Zhiqiu said it with a smile, he was really worried about Ami's attitude in his heart.
"It's a sad thing not to have a parent. Ami is already so sad. Do you want your classmates to be as sad as you?"
"Ah." Ami suddenly raised his head, but soon lowered it again with some embarrassment: "I don't hope."
It would be nice to realize the mistake. Ye Zhiqiu smiled and held up Ami's face, asking her to sit more upright, and then said: "It doesn't matter if Ami doesn't have parents. Ami has Zhiqiu, right?"
Then Ami became happy again, nodded, and the imbalance in her heart was quickly dispelled.
Soon Teacher Lin led several classmates who had just finished eating into the dormitory.
Ye Zhiqiu pulled Ami to stand up and greeted the three girls.
The girls wear more ordinary school uniforms and are all dressed similarly. Two of them have short hair that reaches their ears, and the other has long hair that goes directly past her waist.
There was a fat girl with short hair who was very cheerful. She introduced her first: "My name is Qin Yu. I am 19 years old. I am a sophomore in high school. I like to recite."
The voice sounded loud. Ye Zhiqiu shook hands with her to say hello, and also asked Ami to shake hands with her and say hello.
The other girl with short hair looked much shy and said in a very low voice: "My name is Su Jiujiu. I am sixteen years old and I am in the first grade of high school."
After gently shaking hands, Su Jiujiu hid behind the strong Qin Yu.
The long-haired girl wore sunglasses on her nose and had an indifferent attitude, like a proud peacock: "Zhang Ya, eighteen years old, in the first grade of high school."
It was Ami's turn. She never dared to let go of Zhiqiu's hand. Her palms tightened as she spoke: "My name is Ami. I am seventeen years old. I am in the fifth grade class."
"The person who came with me is Zhiqiu."
Teacher Lin left in a hurry, leaving everyone behind to be united and friendly and get along well with each other before leaving.
Ye Zhiqiu felt embarrassed looking at the invisible people in the room, especially those people who were much younger than her. Fortunately, Qin Yu was a cheerful person and always had a simple and honest smile on his face: "Why are you still seventeen? I¡¯m in elementary school.¡±
"Because I didn't go to school before." Ami also knew that she was a little too old for elementary school now, so she stuttered a little when she spoke just now.
Su Jiujiu couldn't help but chuckle when he heard that Ami was one year older than her but still in fifth grade, but he still hid behind Qin Yu: "Then do you know Braille?"
"Won't."
Su Jiujiu became more and more excited after hearing this, and felt a little proud: "I can read the text at the age of eight."
Qin Yu smiled and said: "Then what are your specialties? Can you play the guitar?"
What is a guitar?
Ami had no choice but to say no again.
"Where's the piano?" Qin Yu continued: "I can play the guitar, and Zhang Ya can play the piano."
"Won't."
Ami sat on the edge of the bed, her head leaning towards Ye Zhiqiu. It was getting easier and easier for her to feel embarrassed now.
&When it comes to smell, Ami thinks of something else.
"Zhiqiu, you smell very good."
"Huh?" Aren't you talking about choosing a bed? The little mind was thinking about something else, but seeing Ami leaning forward with her little nose in a daze, Ye Zhiqiu still smiled and raised his hand to pinch her cheek: "Ami smells very good too."
It¡¯s not the fragrance of perfume, nor is it exactly the fragrance of shampoo and shower gel. It has a very strange fragrance, probably the kind unique to girls.
Ami is still trying hard to get into Zhiqiu's arms: "Will the smell on my body be unfamiliar?"
"No." Ye Zhiqiu smiled: "So?"
"Then when Zhiqiu smells the smell of my body, will she feel safe and want to sleep?" Ami actually doesn't quite understand what Ye Zhiqiu means by feeling safe, nor does she know how it is related to sleep. She just wants to leave Ye Zhiqiu. Closer: "I'll smell it for you and then go to sleep, okay?"
If you touch your waist again, it will itch.
Ye Zhiqiu grabbed Ami's hand from his waist and said, "Don't make trouble. Your classmates will come back later and they will laugh at us."
"Why are you laughing at us?" As expected, Ami didn't move anymore, but was a little serious. It turned out that they could still laugh at people, and she couldn't help but worry that these classmates might not be as good as Teacher Lin said.
Ye Zhiqiu originally felt that the influence was not good, and it was so greasy. Now that Ami asked, he felt a little dizzy: "Because only lovers will hug each other to sleep."
"Are they just boys and girls?" Ami sold flowers on Valentine's Day, and Tang Guo told her that a lover is a very close man or woman.
That's probably it Ye Zhiqiu thinks it's right, but is reluctant to admit it: "But if Ami wants to hug Zhiqiu, it doesn't matter if she hugs her occasionally."
Of course Ami thinks so, but now she doesn¡¯t dare to be so casual: ¡°My classmates will laugh at me when they see me when they come back.¡±
Butthey can't see it.
Ami couldn¡¯t see it either. Ye Zhiqiu didn¡¯t dare to say such words, so he had to say: ¡°If they laugh at you in the future, just tell me and I will help you teach them a lesson.¡±
After saying that, Ye Zhiqiu put out his arms and hugged Ami: "Hey, you can't hug me every day, you know?"
"Yeah." Ami narrowed his eyes and smiled, adjusting his position with his face next to Ye Zhiqiu's neck, and his hands wrapped around her slender waist. So warm.
After a while, Ami rubbed his face against Ye Zhiqiu's neck: "Zhiqiu, I wish I were a boy."
Ye Zhiqiu felt a numbness all over his body, and he couldn't help but move his hand gently, and finally landed on the back of Ami's head, caressing: "Huh? What's wrong with the boy?"
"If Ami were a boy, he and Zhiqiu could be lovers, and we could sleep with him like this for the rest of our lives."
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