"After all, it was the first day we met." Luo Xi explained for the two people leaving.
Zhao Rushuang nodded and said "hmm" twice, but couldn't stop looking at Jing Ling's leaving figure. After all, she couldn't help but waved goodbye to Mo Zhifei and Luo Xi, and hurried towards Jing Ling's direction. Chased him.
Not long after Jing Ling walked out of Tai Hospital, he heard someone calling him from behind. He frowned slightly and paused, but did not turn around.
Zhao Rushuang finally ran to Jing Ling, panting to calm down. Looking at his cold eyes, she suddenly retreated, but when she thought that she had been thinking about him for so long, she said bravely: "That , I, my name is Zhao Rushuang..."
After she finished speaking, she wanted to slap herself, because she had just said this not long ago. Zhao Rushuang was afraid that Jing Ling would be impatient, so she kept saying, "Jing Ling, you... do you still remember me?"
Jing Ling frowned and said indifferently: "I don't remember. Is something wrong?"
When Zhao Rushuang heard such a cold "I don't remember", she felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. She was slightly startled and wanted to say something, but other than hesitatingly saying "I...", she couldn't say anything clearly. .
Jing Ling was impatient and planned to leave. When he looked up, he saw a familiar figure standing in the pavilion outside the Tai Hospital. He frowned and passed by Zhao Rushuang without saying anything. .
Zhao Rushuang was stunned, turned around, and saw Jing Ling leaving indifferently, and suddenly felt a little frustrated.
But what she didn't expect was that she would see Jing Ling, who was so cold and unwilling to interact with others, walk up to a girl standing at the pavilion, take the initiative to pick up the backpack she was carrying, and then pull her tiny hand.
Although Jing Ling still looked cold when doing these actions, there was a different kind of tenderness in Zhao Rushuang's eyes.
As long as she thinks that Jing Ling, who is so cold and cold, can also be considerate and caring for others, she will... feel incredible.
But when he realized that Jing Ling was doing this to other women, not to her, Zhao Rushuang felt extremely uncomfortable.
At that time, Jing Ling didn't care about Wen Momo who was hesitant to speak, so he took her little hand and walked out of the palace.
"Didn't I ask you to go back by yourself after class?" When Jing Ling said this, his indifferent tone was a bit scolding.
Probably he didn't expect Wen Momo to come to the palace to find him.
After being scolded by him, Wen Momo swallowed back the words that were on her lips, became timid again, lowered her head and said humbly: "I won't come again."
Jing Ling paused slightly. Although Wen Momo didn't say anything, he could hear the little girl's somewhat disappointed tone.
Jing Ling frowned slightly, lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Momo, who had her little head lowered next to her. She gently pursed her thin lips and asked in a cold voice, somewhat unnaturally: "What's wrong?"
Wen Momo lowered her head and shook her head to express that she was fine.
Jing Ling frowned even more because of this, "Is someone bullying you in the academy?"
"No..." Wen Momo secretly rubbed her eyes. Just as she was about to put down her hand, Jing Ling's other hand held down her little hand. The next moment, Jing Ling's cold and almost commanding voice came from above her head. ,"look up."
Wen Momo struggled twice but failed to break free.
And she herself had always been afraid of Jing Ling. If he was a little harsher, she would be so afraid that she could only raise her head obediently.
(End of chapter)