"Want to know?" Fu Yi lowered his head, looking at Qian Xiaoxing, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a flash of lightning flashed across his eyes.
Qian Xiaoxing lowered his head, eyes full of entanglement. After a long time, he pouted and turned around: "Forget it, since you don't want to say it, then forget it."
She didn't want to ask any more, the greater the hope and the greater the disappointment, she no longer wanted to bear the ups and downs.
Fu Yi's brows were tight, and she stretched out her hand to grasp Qian Xiaoxing's wrist, pursed her mouth slightly, and said nothing.
Qian Xiaoxing's body stiffened, and a light flashed across his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Let go of me, I'm tired."
"Xiao Xing..." Fu Yi yelled Xiao Xing softly, pulled her into his arms, held her tightly, and silently expressed what he was about to say in his heart.
Qian Xiaoxing was pulled by Fu Yi, who didn't know the severity, and his nose just touched Fu Yi's chest, and a sharp pain came. Suddenly, a pair of eyes became teary, and tears rolled in his eye sockets.
But the culprit didn't seem to know, and the arms holding Qian Xiaoxing became tighter and tighter, as if he was afraid that the person in his arms would disappear without a trace once they were loosened.
After a long time, the severe pain in the nose gradually disappeared, but Qian Xiaoxing felt some breathing difficulties, inevitably full of black lines, stretched out his hand, pinched Fu Yi's waist, pushed with both hands, pushed Fu Yi away, Qian Xiao Fortunately, it was like a fish out of the water, gasping for breath.
Fu Yi was initially unguarded by Qian Xiaoxing, pushed by Qian Xiaoxing, and stepped back, looking at Qian Xiaoxing with doubts in his eyes.
Qian Xiaoxing had enough rest before raising her head. His eyes were full of anger. Qian Xiaoxing, who never cursed others, couldn't help cursing at this moment: "Oh, you want to suffocate me."
It was only then that Fu Yi realized that Xiaoxing would pinch him and push him away.
Thinking of this, Fu Yi hurriedly walked to Qian Xiaoxing's side, patted Qian Xiaoxing's back lightly, and his tone was full of apologetics: "I'm sorry, Xiaoxing, I didn't mean it."
"Huh, I think you were intentional." Qian Xiaoxing didn't appreciate Fu Yi's apology, and snorted coldly, pointing to his nose: "Look, you see, I blame you, my nose is squashed, and it hurts to death. Up."
The last three words were mixed with aegyo that she didn't even notice.
"Sorry, don't be angry, don't be angry, it's okay if you're angry, I'll blow it for you." Fu Yi said, bending slightly, blowing Qian Xiaoxing's nose gently, making Qian Xiaoxing's face immediately red. Up.
"You don't need to blow it." Qian Xiaoxing pushed Fu Yi away with both hands, turning her back blushing.
Fu Yi got up, the corners of his mouth raised, and he stretched out his hand to hold Qian Xiaoxing's hands, with his fingers interlocking, looking up at the sky, and muttering: "Xiaoxing, that is true."
"What?" Qian Xiaoxing didn't react for a while. When he realized what Fu Yi was talking about, his face became even more red. He shook his finger and asked softly: "No, won't you betray?"
When the words fell, even Qian Xiaoxing himself was a little surprised that she actually asked like this.
"No." Fu Yi lowered his head slightly and looked at Qian Xiaoxing, with an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth: "Xiaoxing, don't doubt me, trust me."
Qian Xiaoxing raised his head to look at Fu Yi's smooth jaw, a trace of suspicion crossed his eyes: Can you really believe that you won't betray her? Is it really possible? Maybe it can.
For a long time, Qian Xiaoxing seemed to have figured out something, and a faint happy smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She put her other hand on Fu Yi’s elbow and put her head on Fu Yi’s shoulder, as if it were a kind of sustenance. It seemed to tell her that she had chosen to believe.
Fu Yi lowered his head and looked at Qian Xiaoxing, with a tenderness and pampering for Qian Xiaoxing in his eyes.
"How do you feel?" In the VIP ward of City A hospital, Gong Yejun stood by the bed with his arms around his chest, looked down at Duanmu Lu who had woke up, and asked in a low voice.
The focus of Duanmulu's eyes gradually recovered, and he looked at Gong Yejun, a trace of doubt crossed his eyes, but he understood in an instant, and said gratefully: "Thank you for saving me..."
"Humph," Gong Yejun snorted coldly, turning his head, his tone was full of unkindness: "Women are trouble."
Duanmulu's eyes twitched, and he muttered unconvinced: "It's also very troublesome for men."
Gong Yejun was taken aback for a moment, nodded in agreement, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "That's right. I didn't expect you to like that sweetheart."
"Who said I like him?" Duan Mulu blushed, lowered his head, his eyes flickering, and he dared not look at Gong Yejun.
"Who would believe it? If you don't like it, you would call that sweetheart boy when you fainted?" Gong Yejun glanced at Duanmu Lu contemptuously. She was really a dishonest woman, no, she should be a girl. .
Duanmulu pursed her mouth and didn't speak. She didn't remember that she had been called Ning Shayne. All she knew was that when she heard such an answer, she was very depressed and irritable, and she felt like crying. Without thinking, he ran out of the infirmary.
But not far from the infirmary, her eyes seemed to be blurred by tears. She clearly saw someone in front of him, but she didn't know she ran into it. For a moment, she felt that there was darkness in front of her, and it seemed that she had seen Ning Shayne. .
Thinking about it now, it was nothing more than her fantasy. She imagined that Ning Shayne could chase it out, but she didn't want him to not chase it out at all. She was really ridiculously stupid and pitiful. Unknowingly, Duanmu Lu felt tears in his eye sockets swirling in his eyes, but he bit his lower lip to prevent the tears from falling.
Gong Yejun looked at Duanmulu, who lowered her head and didn't speak. He didn't know what she was thinking. He frowned slightly and turned around: "You rest here, I'll call Ning Shanqi."
"Wait, don't let him come, I don't want to see him." Just when Gong Yejun was about to leave, Duan Mulu wiped his eyes, raised his head, and stopped Gong Yejun aloud.
Gong Yejun looked at Duanmu Lu's red eyes, frowned, and his tone was full of unkindness: "Do you want me to serve you?"
"I..." Duanmulu bit his lower lip with a faint sadness in his expression. Tears flowed down his cheeks and sniffed, with a cry in his tone: "I, I don't want to see him."
Gong Yejun sighed softly and held his forehead slightly. He hated women crying most.
"Okay, I'm unlucky today." Gong Yejun waved his hand helplessly, his tone was cold: "Just this time, not as an example."
"Hmm."
"So I said women are really troublesome." Gong Yejun said in a bad tone, walked to the door, and whispered: "You stay here, I'll go out for a while."
Duanmu Lu did not stop aloud this time, but obediently nodded, watching Gong Yejun disappearing.
On the rooftop, Qian Xiaoxing and Fu Yi interlocked with their fingers, standing quietly by the railing, like a beautiful picture, as if they were the only ones in this world.
Suddenly, a rush of class bell interrupted the picture, Qian Xiaoxing suddenly recovered, blushing, and let go of Fu Yi's hand.
A faint smile appeared on Fu Yi's calm and unwavering face. He looked at Qian Xiaoxing, who had only realized afterwards, and smiled: "I only know that I am shy now."
As he said, Fu Yi stretched out his hand and squeezed Qian Xiaoxing's red cheeks.
"I'm not shy." Qian Xiaoxing's eyes flickered, she looked to the other side, and murmured: "How do you know I'm in that small restaurant."
Fu Yi hooked her lips and was not angry at Qian Xiaoxing's changing the subject. Instead, she raised her finger to the position of her chest and muttered, "Because here is telling me that you are there."
Naturally, Fu Yi would not tell Qian Xiaoxing. In fact, he saw Tian Yi leave with her. As long as he just grabs someone and asks where Tian Yi is, someone will naturally tell him.
Qian Xiaoxing stared at Fu Yi's movements for a moment, although he knew it was not like that, but for some reason, he was a little happy.
"Then you, how did you find this place?" Fu Yi took Qian Xiaoxing's hand and walked towards the top of the roof stairs.
Qian Xiaoxing blinked and smiled playfully: "It's the same as you." At the end of the word, Qian Xiaoxing broke away from Fu Yi's hand, smiled and ran down the stairs, turned to Fu Yi and stuck out her tongue playfully.
In the early morning, the sun was shining, and the warm sunlight poured on Qianli High School, making Qianli High School coated with circles of golden light.
"Have you heard that there is a mock exam today."
"Hmm, I heard that, I was really nervous, this time the mock test came really suddenly."
"I heard that this time the mock exam was not decided by the school's board of directors. Even the principal did not know about it, but the deputy principal decided it."
Not far away, Qian Xiaoxing couldn't help but frown as she listened to their chirping conversation.
Vice-Chancellor? Could it be Gao Fei'er's uncle, tall tree. After understanding this, Qian Xiaoxing's mouth evoked a sneer. No wonder she hadn't received any news. It turned out that all this was a conspiracy by Gao Feier, who wanted her to leave the school.
"Shuan, classmate Qian..." At this time, Gao Feier came to Qian Xiaoxing's side with a thick foundation, her hands tightly intertwined.
Hearing the familiar voice, Qian Xiaoxing turned his head and looked at Gao Feier. Zou raised his brows, and then returned to his plain expression. There was no fluctuation in his voice: "What's the matter?"
"Um, I'm really sorry about what happened yesterday."
Qian Xiaoxing squinted slightly, wondering what horrible idea Gao Feier was playing today, but since she wants to play, why not do it
"Yesterday? I don't remember that we met alone yesterday." After the words fell, Qian Xiaoxing turned around and left.
Seeing Qian Xiaoxing was about to leave, Gao Feier quickly reached out and stopped Qian Xiaoxing with apologetic tone: "Although we didn't meet yesterday, I saw classmate Duanmu. I asked her to tell you yesterday and compete with me. Win or lose in exam results."
"What then?" Qian Xiaoxing wrapped her arms around her chest and looked at Gao Feier with interest. Although Gao Fei'er's tone did contain an apologetic element, but from her instinct, Gao Fei'er must be planning something in her heart.
Gao Feier lowered her head slightly, and a vicious trace of her eyes flashed across her eyes, but disappeared instantly, regaining an apologetic look: "I told my uncle about this yesterday, and after being scolded by my uncle, I suddenly woke up. This is indeed my fault, so I decided to cancel the mock test."
"Okay." Qian Xiaoxing slightly curled her lips, nodding her head without thinking. Not because of her cowardice, but because she wanted to see what Gao Feier was making.