Gao Feier looked at Qian Xiaoxing with a slight surprise. She thought it would take some time, but she did not expect that she would agree so quickly. Zuo Xiang also said that she was not as simple as the surface. Hmph, in her opinion, it was just an idiot, as long as she gave her some sweetness, she would think that she really came to apologize to her.
Although Gao Feier didn't cut her heart, she still made a good friend's face on the surface: "Shan classmate, then we will be friends."
Qian Xiaoxing put one hand on his chin, eyes full of entanglement, and said weakly, "Really, is it really possible?"
Gao Feier was taken aback for a moment, and some reaction was not enough for the sudden change of Xiaoxing, but it was only a moment, and he recovered, with a smile on his face: "Of course."
Ning Shayne walked on the street unconsciously, looking for a nearby hospital, but found nothing, his face was pale, and his heart became more and more flustered.
Suddenly, when Ning Shayne passed the door of the last hospital, he saw Duanmulu's mouth with a small smile, walked out of the hospital, stood at the door, and looked at the hospital.
Ning Xiaoyin looked at Duanmulu’s sudden room, excited, and when he was about to go forward, he just saw Gong Yejun carrying a bag of fruits and walking out of the hospital, Duanmulu. Immediately smiled and ran over to meet.
"Thank you." Duan Mulu came to Gong Yejun's side, took the fruit bag, and smiled and nodded to Gong Yejun.
"Humph." Gong Yejun snorted coldly, squinted at Ning Xiyan's direction, and a trace of treacherousness passed through his eyes, and he pulled Duanmulu into his arms and whispered: "If you really want to thank you, just How about playing a scene with me?"
"Acting, acting?"
"Hush, be quiet, this is a great opportunity for you." Gong Yejun whispered in Duanmu Lu's ear, "There is a person behind you looking at you."
"Yes, there is someone?" Duanmulu blushed, leaning against Gong Yejun's arms, making her feel very uncomfortable, and there seemed to be a cold and angry stare staring at her behind her, making her feel the back of her back. A chill.
"Yeah, this person is the person you don't want to see the last time, and want to see it."
Duanmulu stiffened immediately, it was him, Ning Xiaoyan. How could he, how could he be here? Could it be... Duanmu Lu raised his head and looked at Gong Yejun, with doubtful questions in his eyes.
"I don't have the idle time to let that kid come." Gong Yejun coldly snorted, "Besides, I always count on my words."
Duanmulu stiffened, trying to see the people not far behind him, but was stopped by Gong Yejun: "Don't turn your head, or everything will fall to the ground. The good show is about to start, relax, or he will notice it. of."
Gong Yejun hugged Duanmulu’s waist and walked slowly down the stairs of the hospital, not forgetting to remind Duanmulu in a low voice: "If you really want to know that kid’s heart, just act with me and do it. He looked happy, as if he didn't see him. If he really likes you, he will naturally become angry."
"Do you really want to do this?" After Duanmulu turned around, he inadvertently glanced at Ning Xiaoyin, just to meet Ning Xiaoyin's cold eyes, and was so scared that Duanmu Lu shrank his neck and turned his head.
"Of course." Gong Yejun's expression remained unchanged, a smile suddenly appeared on his always cold face, and he walked to Ning Shayne, as if he had just seen him, surprised: "Hey, why is Ning Shao here?"
Ning Xiaoyin did not speak, but stared at Duanmu Lu tightly with his eyes, as if to see through her.
Duanmu Lu was shaken by the cold and gloomy eyes of Ning Yinyin. When he was about to reveal his stuff for a moment, Gong Yejun was pulled behind him and completely blocked Ning Yinyin's sight with his body: "Ning Shao, I don't know. Why are you staring at my girlfriend?"
Gong Yejun's words fell, and Ning Xinyin's eyes immediately became gloomy, and his tone was full of anger: "Smelly girl, is what he said is true?"
"What I said is naturally true."
"I didn't ask you." Ning Xiaozhen looked at Gong Yejun, his tone full of displeasure.
"The answer is the same for everyone, you say yes, Xiaolu." Gong Yejun turned his head and winked at Duanmulu.
Duanmulu naturally understood Gong Yejun’s look, so he could only stand beside Gong Yejun, holding Gong Yejun’s arm, and staring at Ning Xiyan’s angry eyes, and bit his head and nodded: “Dang, of course. it is true."
Ning Xiyin's eyes grew deeper, his hands clenched, and after a long time he gritted his teeth with a sneer: "Very well, Duanmulu, you are fine. I am here to congratulate the two old people together."
When the words were over, Ning Shayne turned and left, and his figure gradually disappeared in front of Duanmu Lu's eyes.
Seeing the figure of Ning Xiyin turning around and resolutely leaving, Duanmulu lowered his head lonely and sniffed, tears rolling in his eyes: "Idiot."
"Oh, it's a pity." Gong Yejun sighed, put his hand on his chin, shook his head, and a treacherous smile crossed his eyes: "It seems that he really doesn't like you."
Duanmulu bit his lower lip, hugged Gong Yejun suddenly, and burst into tears.
"What did she tell you?" Fu Yi came to Qian Xiaoxing's side, looking at the figure of Gao Feier hurriedly leaving when he was about to come to Qian Xiaoxing's side, squinting slightly, and making her eyes. There was a dangerous light.
Qian Xiaoxing looked up at Fu Yi and smiled playfully: "It's just an ignorant woman who wants to play a game with me."
"Playing games is okay, but be careful." Fu Yi laughed, pinched Qian Xiaoxing's nose, and reminded softly: "That woman is a person who does nothing to achieve her goal."
"I know." Qian Xiaoxing stuck out his tongue and blinked at Fu Yi, holding Fu Yi's wrist, her expression suddenly became serious, and there was a faint sadness in her eyes: "Yi, I want to see Look."
Fu Yi lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the sadness in Qian Xiaoxing's eyes, and sighed slightly: "Let's go."
He naturally understood what Qian Xiaoxing wanted to see, and he had no objection. After all, she couldn't avoid it. One day, she would go there too. Why not take the opportunity to accompany her.
"thank you."
"Smelly girl, you won't be allowed to say thank you to me in the future, you know?" Fu Yi slapped Qian Xiaoxing's head, his tone full of displeasure and threats.
Qian Xiaoxing raised his hand, covered his head, and mumbled dissatisfiedly: "You are not allowed to hit me on the head. If you are stupid, can you afford it?"
"How about Ben Shao paying yourself to you?" Fu Yi attached to Qian Xiaoxing's ear, curled her lips slightly, and smiled evilly.
Qian Xiaoxing's face immediately blushed, and he glared at Fu Yi, pretending to be furious: "No, I don't have much money to support you." When the words fell, Qian Xiaoxing put out his tongue mischievously, and went to the school. Ran to the door.
Fu Yi smiled faintly, shook his head helplessly, and looked at Qian Xiaoxing's back dozingly.
He knew that although the girl was smiling, there was still a touch of sadness in her eyes, no matter how well she hid it, she couldn't hide it from his eyes.
After half an hour, Fu Yi brought Xiao Xiaoxing to the cemetery. In a remote place with plenty of sunshine and moderate temperature, a cherry blossom tree surrounded by two people, independent of it, seemed abrupt but felt like it should have been.
The petals of the cherry blossoms floated in the air with the wind, falling on the corner of Qian Xiaoxing's clothes, as if the man who would rather die to protect her was still staying beside her, silently guarding her.
"It seems that someone has found here." Fu Yi muttered while standing behind Qian Xiaoxing, looking at the rose under the cherry tree.
Qian Xiaoxing lowered his head and saw the bouquet of roses. He squatted down and smiled bitterly: "In fact, he doesn't like roses. He likes cherry blossoms."
Fu Yi was taken aback for a moment, and a trace of jealousy rose in his heart, but because the left wing was dead, he suppressed the jealousy in his heart and did not show it.
"Xiaoxing, do you still like roses?" The nineteen-year-old left-winger sat cross-legged in the garden full of cherry blossoms, looking up at the cherry blossom petals drifting.
And not far from the left wing, fifteen-year-old Qian Xiaoxing, with a long black hair shawl, leaning against a cherry blossom tree, wearing a blood-like long skirt, leaning against a cherry blossom tree in the wind, A sardonic smile was passed, and he bent down and picked up the writing board on the ground. A pen rotated perfectly in the air, and fell into the hands of Qian Xiaoxing. The action gracefully wrote a sentence: "The rose flower is just a girl’s. Nothing more than fantasy, I had all my fantasy disappeared nine years ago."
After finishing the last word, Asakusa moved his hand, and the writing board flew to the left wing in a perfect arc.
The left wing, sitting cross-legged, raised his hand and didn't even look at it. He firmly caught the writing board and looked at the words on the writing board. It was obvious that such an age should be full of fantasy and innocence, but the writing is full of illusions and innocence. An icy breath that keeps strangers away.
"Oh." After a long time, the left wing sighed lightly, looked at Qian Xiaoxing, and a faint distress flashed across his eyes.
"I actually like Qiangwei very much." Because I like you. In the last sentence, the left wing silently said to Qian Xiaoxing from the bottom of his heart. While talking, the left wing returned the writing board in his hand to Qian Xiaoxing, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, looking at Qian Xiaoxing's eyes full of emotions that were different from the past.
Qian Xiaoxing was slightly surprised, caught the clipboard, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
Qian Xiaoxing didn't answer, and the left wing was also expected, got up, and left outside the cherry blossom garden, still whispering in his mouth: "Actually, I like Qiangwei because I hope you will always have the innocence of that time."
"Xiaoxing, what are you thinking about?" Fu Yi squatted down and shook Qian Xiaoxing gently, frowning and worrying under her eyes.
"Huh?" Qian Xiaoxing's thoughts gradually recovered, and he looked at Fu Yi with doubts in his eyes.
Fu Yi held his forehead slightly, full of black lines, and slapped Qian Xiaoxing's head with a palm, his eyes were very bad: "Smelly girl, what are you thinking, so ecstatic."
Qian Xiaoxing raised his hand to cover his head, pursed his small mouth, dissatisfied: "Don't hit me on the head, I just remembered one thing that the left wing asked me before."
"Is it necessary to be so mad about the previous things?" Fu Yi stared at Qian Xiaoxing dissatisfiedly. He had never seen this girl ever wondering about him.
Fu Yi didn't notice, his tone was full of sour taste.
Qian Xiaoxing grabbed Fu Yi's wrist and smiled slightly: "Yi, you are angry."
"No." Fu Yi turned his head and snorted coldly. Naturally, he would not say that he was actually very upset. He was very upset that there were other men in Xiaoxing's mind, but this could not be changed.
"You obviously have it." How could Qian Xiaoxing couldn't hear Fu Yi's unpleasant tone, but she couldn't forget the scene where the left wing died in front of her eyes, just like the big brother, disappearing from her eyes, but she can do nothing. .
"No."
"Have."
"Okay, Xiaoxing, I'm angry, I don't like you thinking about other men out of your mind." Fu Yi pulled Qian Xiaoxing and hugged it tightly, as if afraid of losing.
The corners of Qian Xiaoxing's mouth rose slightly, and there was an uncontrollable joy in his heart. He gently pushed Fu Yi away and looked at the tombstone next to the cherry blossom tree. His tone was full of sadness, but with happiness: "Ying, I'm sorry, I have already watched When it comes to something like that, I can’t give you the answer. Because, in the dark, maybe by fate, God let me meet him.”
Fu Yi hugged Qian Xiaoxing's shoulders, and also looked at the tombstone, with a slight smile on the corners of his mouth: "Don't worry, I will always love Xiaoxing and protect Xiaoxing."
Qian Xiaoxing raised his head slightly, and looked at Fu Yi, and the two of them smiled at each other.
Perhaps this is not a touching word, but it is the most firm oath. It is an eternal and unchanging word that the young man said to another person with his arms around the girl.