"You can die if you don't say a word?"
It's true that he likes Ye Ci, but he never made it clear.
Although everyone can see it
But he is different from Ding Xi, in his opinion, Ye Ci is excellent in all aspects, since he likes her, he can't delay her.
In the third year of high school, he always knows what to do.
So after much deliberation, he chose to sit here.
Lin Zhouyang covered Ren Qian's mouth, and then used his elbow to suppress him firmly:
"You Lin brother took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, why don't you welcome him warmly?"
Ren Qian reluctantly reached out, touched the pen and paper on the table, and wrote a sentence.
Lin Zhouyang leaned over to read, "What are you writing—"
I saw a few large characters on the paper: Then I would rather die.
Lin Zhouyang:! ! !
Seeing that the two of them were having trouble, Pei Song finally spoke:
"Spot check the English text recitation tomorrow morning, have you recited it all?"
Lin Zhouyang froze immediately, and sat back obediently, facing the English books spread out on the table, bitter and bitter.
back
He didn't understand this question well!
The rest of the people also entered the class one after another.
The new seats are rearranged like this.
In a blink of an eye, it was Sunday.
There is no class today, but Ning Li didn't sleep well that night.
She seemed to be having a long, chaotic dream.
It was dark at first, and she looked around but couldn't see anything.
Then somehow, a faint light shone in, and she realized that she was standing in a room recently.
She turned to leave, but bumped into someone's arms.
There is a clear and mellow wine aroma permeating the nose.
She recognized him almost immediately.
"Lu Huai and?"
In the dream, she raised her face to look at him.
It was clear that the surrounding area was very dark, but for some reason, she could see him clearly.
eyebrows, bridge of nose, eyes
He leaned over slightly, with a smile on his lips, looked at her, and said:
"Didn't I tell you, don't recruit me?"
Ning Li shook her head and denied: "I didn't—"
Lu Huaiyu didn't speak, just looked at her like that, his eyes were filled with depth that could not be seen to the bottom.
It seems to be a vortex, easily sinking.
Soon, his figure disappeared, and the surrounding scenery changed dramatically.
The walls on all sides are glaring white, the cold cedar aroma and wine smell dissipate, leaving only the strong smell of disinfectant.
Ning Li's mind tightened - this is a nursing home!
There is a hospital bed in the room with a person lying on it.
Thin, pale, haggard.
It was Ning Li from before!
She barely supported her body, holding a mobile phone in her hand, as if she was calling someone.
It wasn't hers. Ever since she was imprisoned in the nursing home, she had been cut off from all means of communication with the outside world.
The mobile phone was taken from a cleaner when she went out to let the wind go.
The phone rang three times and was picked up.
A low, lazy man's voice came from it.
"Hello?"
That was Lu Huaiyu's voice.
At this time, Ning Li's body was already extremely weak, and her voice became light and airy.
"Mr. Lu."
The other side fell silent.
Suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor.
"The phone must have been taken by her!"
Ning Li on the hospital bed clenched her phone tightly:
"Trouble, trouble you"
bang!
A loud bang suddenly came.
Ning Li suddenly woke up from her dream.
She opened her eyes, stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, and then gradually pulled herself away from the dream.
His back was covered in sweat.
Boom!
The door vibrated violently twice again, as if someone was holding something and smashing it hard.
She frowned, and her eyes were a little impetuous and cold.
Then, she got up directly and walked over.
click—
She flung the door open.
Outside the door, Ye Cheng kicked in the air and almost fell to the ground.
Ning Li looked at him condescendingly, her gaze stayed on his leg for a moment.
It is self-evident how those noises came about just now.
Ye Cheng didn't seem to expect that Ning Li would open the door suddenly, and was startled.
Ning Li's eyes were cold and indifferent, which inexplicably made him a little guilty, and also gave birth to a bit of indescribable fear.
"Kicking the door, is it interesting?"
Ning Li said coldly.
Ye Cheng poked his neck:
"You care about me!? This is my own home, what do I want to do!"
Ever since he was taught a lesson by Lu Huai last time, Ye Cheng didn't dare to be too presumptuous in Ning Li, and he was honest for a long time.
But this time he heard that his sister would go to the hospital because of Ning Li.
He was so angry that he became more courageous and kicked Ning Li's door here early in the morning.
He stuck out his tongue at Ning Li, with a bit of complacency on his face.
"Unhappy? Then you don't need to live here!"
Better leave now!
In Ye Cheng's prediction, Ning Li would either get angry or endure it.
If he gets angry, this is not her home, as long as she dares to do something, he can turn around and sue her at his parents!
If she chooses to endure it, that's even better, she will suffer some in the future!
Anyway, both paths are good, and they can make Ning Li uncomfortable.
He secretly waited for Ning Li's reaction, but the next moment, Ning Li smiled.
There was no sign of anger on her face, instead she took half a step to the side and leaned against the door frame with a loose posture.
"You're right, this is your home, of course you can do whatever you want."
She raised her chin,
"A door is nothing. The purple sand teapot tea set in the tea room, the green mountain screen downstairs, and the jadeite beads in the study room are all better than this. You can try them all, just for me to see and see. "
Ye Cheng was dumbfounded.
This, this—this person's reaction, why is it different from what he thought!
His round face flushed red:
"What do you mean when I don't know you?"
Those things are all very valuable, and if any one is damaged, his father will never forgive him!
This Ning Li clearly did it on purpose!
Ning Li raised her eyebrows.
"Oh, is it?"
Ye Ming is an arty person, he usually likes to collect some cultural relics, and there are quite a few in his home.
Otherwise, Ye Cheng couldn't have smashed him more than 10 million in one go last time.
"Didn't you say that this is your home, you can do whatever you want?"
Ning Li raised her chin, as if she was really looking forward to it.
Ye Cheng's punch hit the cotton, and it was so painful that he died.
He stared at Ning Li, wanting to say something, but couldn't think of anything, his face turned red with anger.
"Xiao Sheng?"
Su Yuan's voice came from downstairs,
"Why haven't you come down yet?"
As she spoke, she looked upstairs, and when she saw Ye Cheng and Ning Li who were confronting each other, a smile froze on her face.
"what happened?"
Ning Li lazily said:
"Nothing, it's just that he seems interested in my door. Oh, besides this door, and—"
"Mom! Don't listen to her nonsense!"
Ye Cheng interrupted Ning Li.
Su Yuan had already guessed what happened.
She waved at Ye Cheng.
"Okay, let's put these things aside for now, we have to set off quickly, or we will be late again."
(end of this chapter)