Following the inexplicable baby incident, Lu Zhi discovered that Ruan Tiantian began to be interested in the child's affairs.

During lunch time, Ruan Tiantian pulled the corner of Lu Zhi's clothes with one hand and lowered her head to pull her cell phone.

She flipped through a small skirt worn by a child one or two years old on Taobao and brought her phone to Lu Zhi.

Ruan Tiantian: "Is this good-looking?"

Lu Zhi nodded: "It looks good."

Ruan Tian sweetly took back her phone and added it to the shopping cart.

Lu Zhi played two meals, and just finished brushing the meal card, he heard the girl beside him say, "This is suitable for boys."

Lu Zhi looked down at Ruan Tiantian's phone with his eyes.

What she is now looking at is a blue velvet baby towel quilt printed with a spaceship.

Lu Zhi: "..."

After finding the seat and sitting down, Ruan Tiantian put away her phone.

She picked up the chopsticks and picked up the chopped green onions on the plate. After half of it, Ruan Tiantian suddenly looked up: "Lu Zhi, do you like boys or girls?"

Lu Zhi was almost choked to death by the rice in his mouth. He coughed for a while before he recovered.

What is the problem? Does Ruan Tiantian still understand his thoughts? Why are you asking about your sexual orientation now?

However, even though Lu Zhi thought about it, he still answered honestly: "Girl."

Ruan Tiantian held her cheek and said "Oh": "But I want to have a boy."

Lu Zhi was choked again.

The spicy tofu he ate at noon, and the cough of the peppers hit his throat, tears almost burst out.

It turned out that Ruan Tiantian was asking another question.

Ruan Tiantian approached Lu Zhi and patted his back: "Why are you always choking?"

Lu Zhi wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes and swallowed: "I...excited."

Ruan Tiantian took the plate she placed opposite the table and said with a smile: "I'm very excited too."

Lu Zhi didn't understand what Ruan Tiantian was excited about, just as Ruan Tiantian misunderstood what Lu Zhi was excited about.

The two of them had a cross-server chat with Lu Zhi smoothly continued with unconditional tolerance and echo.

Lu Zhi was clear and confused. He didn't ask any questions before, thinking that it was probably Ruan Tiantian didn't want him to know.

It probably won't be...

When Lu Zhi left the cafeteria, he silently glanced at Ruan Tiantian's belly.

The little girl has a slim figure, her short sleeves are tied into straight jeans, and her slender waist is not enough to hold it.

Lu Zhi instantly wanted to slap himself in a big mouth.

What was he thinking?

Ruan Tiantian counted her fingers and lowered her head to count the numbers.

Lu Zhi told her the good news a year ago, and it was January.

It takes ten months to get pregnant, and their baby should be November.

"November." Ruan Tiantian raised her face and smiled at Lu Zhi, "November is a good month!"

Although Lu Zhi didn't understand how Ruan Tiantian came to the conclusion, this did not delay him from nodding and responding: "Ah, yes!"

Ruan Tiantian smiled and clenched her fist, gently hitting Lu Zhi's waist: "What do you know, you're fine?"

Lu Zhi held her hand: "Then tell me?"

Ruan Tiantian's eyes changed and she changed the topic: "When is your birthday, Lu Zhi?"

"June." Lu Zhi held the girl's hand and walked along the campus avenue. "It should be summer vacation."

Ruan Tiantian walked quickly to Lu Zhi, turned around and walked backwards: "What is the specific date!"

"June 26." Lu Zhi met Ruan Tiantian's smiling eyes and helped her look at the road behind.

"Six and six great luck!" Ruan Tiantian grabbed Lu Zhi's other hand, jumping restlessly, throwing the hands that they were holding each other into the sky, "Lu Xiaozhi's future life will definitely be smooth!"

Lu Zhi smiled and let her make trouble.

The girl's smile seemed to be stained with warmth in the sun, warming into Lu Zhi's heart.

If you want a daughter, Lu Zhixiang, a little girl as cute as Ruan Tiantian. He learned to help her comb her beautiful braids, wear beautiful skirts, love her, protect her, and teach her, so that she can be safe, healthy, happy and happy for the rest of her life.

Time flies. It seems that the midterm exam in early April has just passed, and Ruan Tiantian and the others started the third monthly exam in May.

No one knows what Lu Zhi wrote about the twenty-five diaries, just like Ruan Tiantian, she doesn't understand what the brain structure is worse than Lu Zhi.

"The first three years are booked?" After leaving the examination room, Ruan Tiantian asked Lu Zhi weakly.

Ruan Tiantian stepped on a staircase more than Lu Zhi. At this moment, she put one hand on Lu Zhi's shoulder and the other hand covering her chest, as if her body was hollowed out.

Lu Zhi was modest: "If nothing unexpected happens."

He said with a heartache: "I didn't get the last math problem..."

Lu Zhi comforted her with the handrail of the stairs: "The third derivative is beyond the outline."

Ruan Tiantian suddenly felt energetic: "Then have you written it?"

Lu Zhi lowered his head implicitly: "I wrote it."

Ruan Tiantian: "...Why are you so awesome? Do you have to be the first in the final exam?!"

Lu Zhi thought for a while: "I don't know."

Since quitting the night shift in the bar, Lu Zhi has gone to bed early and got up early and had enough sleep in the past few months.

I am not sleepy in class and have good spirits after class. I can do 53 and 3rd class by writing questions, and I can spray the same class with He Liangyu.

He said he didn't know, but he really didn't know if he could take the exam.

But he thought he could take the exam, but he was embarrassed to say it. He was afraid that he would really get the exam in the future, so he simply said he didn't know.

After all, their school is almost full scores in the first few years.

He made up for several months and had not consolidated the knowledge he had lost before. After waiting for a while and doing more questions, it should be almost done.

In the final exam... you can make it.

However, things were not satisfactory, and Lu Zhi rushed to the second grade in the final exam and couldn't rush.

He sighed, looked at the first grade who was one point higher than himself, and shook his head and said, "Sure enough, I still fell too much."

Ruan Tiantian wanted to hit someone after hearing this.

The summer vacation is on June 20th, Ruan Tiantian wore a white dress and walked along the roadside with Lu Zhi.

They had just moved the books from Lu Zhi’s desk hole to the head teacher’s office. In order to thank Ruan Tiantian, Lu Zhi bought her a box of ice cream that she had digged with a spoon to eat.

The red beans are iced, with milk, ice and red beans. A spoonful of them made Ruan Tian squint her eyes so sweetly.

"So delicious?" Lu Zhi ate his old popsicle and looked at Ruan Tiantian and wanted to laugh.

Ruan Tiantian scooped a spoonful and handed it to his mouth: "You take a bite!"

Lu Zhi doesn't like sweets, especially sweet and greasy butter cakes and ice cream.

He mostly relies on ice beer to relieve heat in summer. He cannot drink alcohol with Ruan Tiantian, so he can only eat an old popsicle.

But if it was Ruan Tiantian who gave him food, it would be a different matter.

Ruan Tiantian feeds him butter and he can drink no drop of it.

Lu Zhi bent down slightly, took Ruan Tiantian's arm and ate this sweet bite.

The white cream was still stuck to the upper lip, and Lu Zhi licked it with the tip of his tongue: "Yeah, it tastes delicious."

Ruan Tiantian scooped another spoonful of it himself and put it in her mouth, smiling and curling eyes: "Who is delicious?"

Lu Zhi got stuck: "Who are there?"

The yellow plastic spoon flipped around the air, and Ruan Tiantian's black eyes turned: "Ice cream, and... me?"

The school time was over in the afternoon, there were few vehicles on the road and the station was empty.

The melted sugar water from the old popsicle in Lu Zhi's hand was soaked between his five fingers along the popsicle stick.

The sugar water is sticky and mixed with the unique hot wind in summer, sticking Lu Zhi's heart into a ball.

The little girl in a dress climbed on his shoulder, tiptoed, and kissed Lu Zhi's lips like a dragonfly.

Soft, sweet, with a little creamy smell.

“Do I taste delicious?”

In June this year, there are endless cicadas, iced watermelons, lively barbecue stalls, and the girl's kiss.

"Brother Lu, how many bottles are there?" Cao Xin asked him.
To be continued...