Shen Liyao just stared at Zhao Mingxi to pick coriander for Fu Yangxi.
He didn't believe it at all that Zhao Mingxi sent desserts to Fu Yangxi every day from the international class, until now, seeing is believing.
His fingers were gradually clenched, as if a large pot of oil had boiled in his heart, anxious and tormented.
Even he himself didn't know why when he saw this scene, he felt like a thorn pierced into the bottom of his eyes, which was very dazzling.
He didn't think Zhao Mingxi really liked Fu Yangxi.
She was still mad at her, with her family, and with him.
Otherwise, there is absolutely no need for her to deliberately pick coriander for Fu Yangxi in front of him.
She did it on purpose.
But it was almost impossible for her to expect him to find her again. If you have searched once, there will be no second time.
His ego wouldn't allow it.
Shen Liyao calmed down and decided to let Zhao Mingxi calm down for a while, and when her own awkwardness eased off, everything would be back on track.
He lowered his eyes and didn't take another look so as not to disturb himself. He picked up his bag and walked out of the library quickly.
With the night wind blowing, Shen Liyao was still holding the key area of the Hundred Schools League that he had drawn in his right hand. He walked to the trash can, and with a grim expression, he crumpled the paper and wanted to throw it away, but his fingers were still wrinkled after a pause. Eyebrows open the paper.
He walked to the workbench at the door, folded the focus area, put it in a book, and handed it to the librarian: "Hello, please help me transfer it to an international class student."
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Fu Yangxi leaned on the chair with her arms folded, and stared at Shen Liyao eagerly.
It was not until Shen Liyao walked out of the library that he retracted his gaze tensely.
He tilted his head, glanced to the left, and glanced at the small mask sitting beside him.
Mingxi is diligently picking coriander.
Fu Yangxi stared at her for a while, but couldn't help but ask, "Who is that, your friend?"
Mingxi followed his line of sight to the door, and only after reacting did he realize that he was talking about Shen Liyao.
Mingxi paused and said, "That's it."
"It's a good relationship, right?" Fu Yangxi pretended to be nonchalant, trying not to show any jealousy: "I think he's been looking at you, does he have something to say?"
"Ordinary." Mingxi said, she now turns around when she sees Shen Liyao, isn't it normal
So she added: "It's just acquaintance."
After speaking, Mingxi felt something was wrong. She has been transferred to the international class for almost two weeks. This second-generation ancestor either drove her away all day or ran on her. Today's charcoal in the snow can be interpreted as a gift in return, but why did she suddenly ask her about the people in the gold class? coming
This answer was a bit perfunctory. Fu Yangxi glanced at Shen Liyao's back and asked, "Looking at five people and six people, is his grades very good?"
Mingxi: "What's the matter?" What did you suddenly ask about the grades
Mingxi understood that although she believed that her grades were good, there was still a big gap between her and Shen Liyao.
Is Fu Yangxi trying to change someone to do homework
"Young Master Fu, don't think about it." Mingxi immediately put down his chopsticks and tried his best to help himself: "You can honestly let me write for you, and I will imitate the handwriting. No one can write so patiently except me, you Why do you want to be far away?"
Fu Yangxi was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately.
Jealous! Isn't this fucking jealous? !
Did he say anything? Why is she still bothered about doing homework? !
Fu Yangxi tried his best to hold back the rising corner of his mouth. Seeing that Zhao Mingxi was still looking at him, he quickly restrained his expression.
Mingxi breathed a sigh of relief.
Fu Yangxi's ears turned red with embarrassment.
Ke Chengwen looked at Mingxi with indescribable eyes, and he hesitated.
Mingxi takes everything seriously, even the simple and trivial matter of picking coriander. Fu Yangxi propped her head up and watched her focus carefully, her eyelashes full of lights.
"Okay." When Mingxi handed him the chopsticks, he regained his senses.
Fu Yangxi took the chopsticks, and she was very happy, and she was very appetizing, and began to gulp out the rice.
He ate fast, the wind was blowing, and he was full of vigor, but very quiet.
Mingxi also happily went to see his potted plants, and three more small buds grew, and the distance to 500 trees was getting closer. Fu Yangxi is really a good person.
The good man Fu Yangxi was eating, and his phone suddenly vibrated when he put it on the side. He took it over and opened the screen with one hand and glanced at it. It was a WeChat message from Jiang Xiuqiu.
But before he opened it to see what Jiang Xiuqiu had sent, he remembered one thing—did Zhao Mingxi not send him a message today
Zhao Mingxi can't beat dessert + three WeChat + homework for him every day.
Suddenly he didn't receive WeChat today, and he wasn't used to it.
"Your phone is broken today?" Fu Yangxi pretended to ask casually.
Mingxi sat next to him and wrote the title: "No."
-Then why didn't you send me a message? Fu Yangxi couldn't say this.
He continued to snort nonchalantly: "Oh, thank God, you finally stopped texting to harass me."
"Didn't you block me?" Mingxi was surprised.
"Of course it's blocked." Fu Yangxi said, "I can't understand what you post every day, so why don't you block it?"
Mingxi: "Oh."
Just block it.
She was a little busy these past two days, and she forgot about it. As soon as Fu Yangxi said it, she remembered it.
Now that I send WeChat every day, I can't save many young shoots, but talking is better than nothing.
And Mingxi's analysis, it is best not to interrupt, what if this thing, like QQ, has a setting to reward the giant wheel for how many days it is sent in a row
She immediately took out her mobile phone, opened WeChat in front of Fu Yangxi, and sent Fu Yangxi three emojis.
Fu Yangxi glanced at the side: "..."
what's the situation? She is so perfunctory!
Was she so perfunctory when she sent WeChat every day before
Fu Yangxi thought she had to think for a long time before sending WeChat to the person she liked every day.
Fu Yangxi's mind almost crashed. He really doesn't understand girls.
The phone vibrated, and another WeChat message from Jiang Xiuqiu was sent. Fu Yangxi opened his eyes and said, "You swipe my card, what the hell are you buying? People who don't know think I have a transvestite!"
"Tsk." Fu Yangxi replied with one hand: "Fu Zhiyi recently returned to China and was brought to my grandfather by my mother. It's an eventful season, so I don't have to use my own card. When you go back to school, you buy a fishing rod and use my card to swipe it back. "
Jiang Xiuqiu was satisfied, and his tone was much gentler: "No, are you chasing others or are they chasing you? You are almost compensating yourself."
Fu Yangxi replied nonchalantly, "What are you afraid of, she doesn't want my money."
After a pause, he flaunted a lot of past: "She bought all the money she gave her last time to buy gifts for my young master, I don't know you. :)"
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"What if it's a long line to catch a big fish?"
"I don't want your money, but I want the Fu family."
"After all, she doesn't know that you still have an eldest brother. After your eldest brother died, your mother took care of Fu Zhiyi as your eldest brother, and tried her best to encourage the old man to share the shares with Fu Zhiyi. People outside did not know about Fu Zhiyi's situation. I thought you were the only heir, and Fu Zhiyi was just your cousin."
"If assuming—I mean assuming—"
"Fu Zhiyi is the one who inherits all the family property."
"Will she approach you or Fu Zhiyi?"
Jiang Xiuqiu didn't joke this time, and his tone was serious.
Although the words were ugly, he was the only person who grew up with Fu Yangxi, so he had to say this.
At their level, I have seen too many such things. Of course, he has to admit that most people don't have the determination Fu Yangxi said of a transfer student - not even 100,000 yuan.
"It's the same sentence. I haven't seen you chase after you since I was a child. You have such a bad character."
Fu Yangxi's mentality collapsed: "... How many times do you want to say this, are you fucking courting death?"
Jiang Xiuqiu ignored him and continued to send it: "So, why is this girl special now?"
Fu Yangxi stared at the pile of Jiang Xiuqiu's banging on the screen.
Looking at it this time, the mentality is completely different from the last time.
Last time, he was curious and teasing about the transfer students, so it didn't matter what Jiang Xiuqiu said. If the transfer student is close to him because of others, he will wave his hand directly to her to say goodbye.
But this time, the words became dazzling.
There was a subtle fear in Fu Yangxi's heart.
half an hour.
"Impossible." Fu Yangxi didn't know whether to tell Jiang Xiuqiu or herself, so he sent a message: "You can be sour yourself, and then block it if you say that. :D"
But after sending it, Fu Yangxi's good mood disappeared.
He subconsciously looked at Zhao Mingxi.
Zhao Mingxi was still writing the test paper quietly. She was very white, and when she was quiet, she was like a piece of jade, which made people's hearts settle down.
Her dark medium-length hair was tied into a ponytail today, revealing her fair neck.
Fu Yangxi noticed that there was a red rope hanging around her neck, which seemed to be hung with a piece of jade of the same texture—not like an ornament that girls of seventeen or eighteen wearing earrings and exaggerated necklaces would wear today, but like a small town. People, there is a feeling of summer camphor blowing through the wind.
She was bitten by bugs, and there was a bottle of toilet water on the table, so that she also had this faint fragrance on her body.
Fu Yangxi couldn't help pulling her trouser legs to expose her ankles, trying to make mosquitoes bite her.
But he is not the blood type that attracts mosquitoes.
Mingxi noticed Fu Yangxi's gaze, the tip of the pen didn't stop, turned his head to look at him, and asked, "Why?"
Fu Yangxi looked like she was caught, she quickly looked away, stretched out casually, and packed the takeaway box three or two times: "It's almost ten o'clock after eating. When are you going back to the dormitory building?"
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Ke Chengwen.
Ke Chengwen instantly understood: "Ah, these things are too heavy, we are boys anyway, help you move them back."
Fu Yangxi frowned, looking reluctantly: "Okay, then do me a favor."
As he spoke, he casually threw the phone aside.
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Fu Yangxi's mobile phone screen was on.
Staying on the WeChat sent by Jiang Xiuqiu, he deleted the other sentences and his replies, leaving only the sentence "Fu Zhiyi is the one who inherits all the family property".
He raised his eyes lightly to look at Zhao Mingxi.
"Then go back now." Zhao Mingxi stood up to pack her things, and as soon as she stood up, she accidentally glanced at Fu Yangxi's WeChat chat page.
Mingxi was stunned for a moment, everyone was stupid.
"What's wrong?" Fu Yangxi didn't seem to notice that the phone was still on.
Mingxi quickly looked away: "Nothing."
But in my head I was shocked...
What breaking news did she accidentally see? !
It turns out that Fu Yangxi just sent a message to someone with a serious expression, just saying this? !
Mingxi originally planned to wait for Fu Zhiyi and Jiang Xiuqiu to come to school, and actively rub against them.
But it seemed that she couldn't get close to Fu Zhiyi, so there was no need to offend Fu Yangxi's six percent for one two percent.
- As for the family property, it has nothing to do with her, and these rich and young people will not give her a dime.
Cao Mingxi on the wall made a choice in an instant.
In the future, he can avoid Fu Zhiyi as far as he can, so that Fu Yangxi, the biggest gold lord, will not be pleasing to her eyes and will not be rubbed against her.
"Let's go then."
Mingxi suddenly caught a glimpse of Fu Yangxi's left hand as if he didn't know what was scratched on the back of his hand. He just kept pulling his sleeves to cover his hand, but she didn't see it. At this time, because of packing the takeaway box, the wound was exposed.
Perhaps because Fu Yangxi's skin was extraordinarily fair, the red bloodstain on the wound seemed a little deep.
"Wait for me, I have something to do." Mingxi said quickly.
The small bulbs of the calculator on her head all turned on. She went to buy a Band-Aid for the prince, how many small shoots would be added
After she finished speaking, she grabbed her schoolbag and hurried out of the library.
The convenience store at the gate of the school is a little far away, but ten minutes should be enough to come and go.
"What happened to her?" Ke Chengwen looked at Mingxi's back, puzzled.
"… "
Fu Yangxi took the phone back, her face ugly.
"Let's wait." Fu Yangxi pulled up the chair and sat down again, but this time he sat down with low air pressure all over his body.
As time passed, Ke Chengwen felt that he became more and more depressed.
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Ke Chengwen couldn't help looking at his watch: "Brother Xi, she won't be embarrassed to ask for this pile of things, find an excuse to slip away first."
Fu Yangxi said in her heart that it was true that she slipped away first, but not because of this pile of things.
He grabbed his phone irritably and stood up, putting on his jacket indiscriminately.
"Forget it, let's go."
He thought that Zhao Mingxi might not be able to resist the temptation. After seeing this news, his attitude towards him might change subtly. He was mentally prepared. But she never imagined that she would be so direct and just slip away? ! This is too damn decisive!
What should he say, as expected of her? !
Not for his money.
Oh, it turned out to be waiting behind, like many people, it is the identity of the heir to his estate.
Fu Yangxi felt far worse than the last time she thought she was seeking money, as if she had been stabbed.
He shouldn't have been tempted. The moment she ran towards him at the beginning, he should have carried her by the back collar and threw her out.
Fu Yangxi and Ke Chengwen walked out of the library.
Fu Yangxi threw the takeaway box into the trash with a bang.
Ke Chengwen pushed the suitcase and asked, "Are you going home tonight?"
Fu Yangxi ignored him and walked down the steps in a dejected manner.
Ke Chengwen didn't know what happened just a while ago, so he had to follow.
But Fu Yangxi walked down step by step, her eyes suddenly stopped, and her footsteps suddenly stopped, Zhao Mingxi was running up step by step.
Run towards him.
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The library in Middle A is very high, with about fifty or sixty steps. In the cool night, there is no light around, only the snack street outside the school in the distance is brightly lit, like a pouring down Milky Way.
Zhao Mingxi was carrying her old schoolbag, facing the Milky Way, with sweat oozing from her clean forehead.
The footsteps of her running were fast, and there was the soft rhythmic sound of the schoolbag slapping behind her.
Fu Yangxi's heart was pounding.
Mingxi ran in front of him and gave him and Ke Chengwen a strange look: "Didn't I ask you to wait for me?"
Can't wait ten minutes
Fu Yangxi's mind went blank, her voice was inexplicably hoarse, and she stammered, "...I thought you weren't coming back."
"Go and buy something, come here." Mingxi dragged him to the flower bed at the corner of the steps.
I don't know why, but Fu Yangxi seemed to have pulled away from the state of being a demon king at the moment, looked down at her, followed her footsteps, and was dragged into the corner by her obediently.
Mingxi took out the things he bought from his schoolbag. It was a bottle of iodine, a pack of cotton swabs, and a piece of gauze that was directly attached at one time.
"Your wound is a bit long, and the Band-Aid is a bit small. This gauze is pure cotton. Use it soon. It's better than your inflamed one. I didn't see it at night. more prone to inflammation."
Mingxi handed it over: "Just deal with it here and then go home."
"… "
Fu Yangxi looked down at her, her throat moved. Not reaching out to catch it.
"What's wrong with you?" Mingxi raised his hand and waved in front of him.
Fu Yangxi couldn't describe the feeling at this time. He couldn't even make any superfluous expression on his face - just a blank fragility and softness.
He thought she didn't plan to approach him after reading the message. He also thought that maybe Jiang Xiuqiu was right, since she wasn't doing it for money, then she was just using a long line to catch big fish for other reasons.
But it doesn't seem to be the case, at least, she's not doing either of those things.
It was the first time someone liked him so seriously, and treated him so wholeheartedly. Fu Yangxi's ears were no longer red, but a very serious mood appeared. The heart beats fast.
"Fu Yangxi?" Mingxi called his name.
Only then did Fu Yangxi come back to her senses as if she had woken up.
Yes, that's right.
Tentative, he tested a fart.
Jiang Xiuqiu was just blinded by jealousy.
Zhao Mingxi is the one who likes him, Fu Yangxi!
Fu Yangxi raised her brows, looked at Mingxi seriously, raised her eyebrows and smiled, then half-smiled, and finally she was so happy that she couldn't help herself.
Mingxi: ? ? ? Intermittent neuropathy
With a clear expression, Fu Yangxi licked her back molars, arrogant and arrogant: "Oh, so you hurried to buy this for me?"
The word 'for me' was emphasized by him.
Mingxi was so sleepy that he didn't want to talk nonsense with him. Seeing that he bought iodine, but he didn't apply it on his hands, the buds wouldn't grow.
No matter what, she unscrewed the iodine, took apart the cotton swab, and dragged his hand over.
"What are you doing, woman?" Fu Yangxi was startled, she retracted her hands, and with a red face, she pulled her torn jacket, and looked around: "It's just pulling and pulling here."
"Apply the medicine." Mingxi said, "If you don't apply it, it will fall."
"It's up to you—" Fu Yangxi was still chattering.
Mingxi put the cotton swab on his hand with a blank expression.
Fu Yangxi suddenly cried out in pain, "Take it lightly!"
Mingxi held his hand, softened his strength, and applied the cold medicinal wine little by little.
Fu Yangxi licked her lips, watching her gentle movements, she couldn't help laughing.
The wound on the back of Fu Yangxi's left hand was deep and looked like it was cut by glass. But breaking the cup will at most cut the palm or fingers, how can it cut the back of the hand
When Mingxi first transferred to the international class, he thought he was an arrogant and domineering school bully, and was a little afraid of him. But now Mingxi feels that he is not as bad as he has shown, so he is not so afraid of him.
Mingxi didn't ask him how the wound came about. After all, everyone has something they don't want others to know.
It's like when someone asked Mingxi why she came from a backward northern town to a prosperous city at the age of fifteen, and why Zhao Zhanhuai only picked up Zhao Yuan but didn't pick her up, and she didn't want to answer.
She just treated the wound for him without asking anything.
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The two were very close, and Fu Yangxi leaned over. Mingxi handled it well, and when he raised his head, he almost touched Fu Yangxi's face. This person has a very handsome and superior face, a beautiful Adam's apple, and is full of teenagers' hormones.
Mingxi was confused and took a step back: "It's too late, I have to go back."
Fu Yangxi: "Okay."
Ke Chengwen squatted aside as a light bulb, and when Fu Yangxi and Mingxi walked downstairs to the dormitory, he followed.
The two sent Mingxi downstairs and asked their aunt to accommodate, and the two carried the box up.
Mingxi sent two more people down.
Fu Yangxi put her hands in her pockets and was in high spirits. Just as she was about to post some bullshit such as "You see a big handsome guy and a not-so-handsome man will send you back to the dormitory tonight, are you happy?" Zhao Mingxi covered it. Ears ran upstairs.
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Ke Chengwen gave a faceless smile: "Hahaha."
But Fu Yangxi was in a good mood and didn't care about him.
As soon as he made a phone call, he called Jiang Xiuqiu arrogantly: "If you say something like that in the future, you will turn your face."
Jiang Xiuqiu couldn't help but ask, "But she doesn't want money, and she doesn't want Fu, what does she want?"
Fu Yangxi touched the gauze on the back of her hand, tried her best to hold back her shy smile, and finally made a final decision.
"Picture me."
Jiang Xiuqiu: "..."
Ke Chengwen: "..."
Fu Yangxi decided that since he was sure that she was the one who wanted him and really liked him, then he had to treat her twice as good.