"Coach A-Ling, it's Christmas in two days, let's make an appointment." Chen Beiqing had long been accustomed to her indifference. Seeing that she was just going to get water from the water dispenser by the wall, she turned to look at him and said warmly explain.
Feng Ling patiently took the water and said in a cold voice: "No date, just give up. I'm not interested in you."
Chen Beiqing raised Qingjun's eyebrows, put the bouquet of roses on her desk, turned around and walked over: "I've been chasing you for so long, can't you see that I really like you?"
Feng Ling picked up the filled water glass, turned around and saw him standing next to her, and frowned: "Give me."
Chen Beiqing did not step aside. The young man was over 1.85 meters tall. Standing in front of her who was about 1.7 meters tall, he looked very tall.
It seems that only when looking at her condescendingly can one feel that she is actually a little woman, not the cold-faced coach who usually stands in front of her with a cold eye.
Seeing that he refused to get out of the way, Feng Ling immediately looked at him coldly: "Don't go to class? I'll go there later. If you are late for even one minute, you will be treated as truant."
"I'll go with you."
Feng Ling looked at him speechlessly: "What exactly do you want to do?"
"I like you and want to be your boyfriend." Chen Beiqing was very calm, and then glanced at her shoulder: "I'm sorry about the fall over my shoulder last time. I just looked at it from the perspective of a man who has a desire to conquer. I want to try what it feels like to be able to resist you successfully, and I didn’t mean to hurt you. If I hurt you, I apologize.”
Feng Ling pursed her lips: "It doesn't hurt. You're overthinking it. You've learned well. You don't need to apologize to me. Just go and get ready for class."
When she was about to turn around and walk away from the other side, Chen Beiqing stretched out his hand and held her wrist directly: "A-Ling, I'm very curious about you, what kind of experience does a young girl have to be like this? With good skills and such a calm and calm personality, I don't mind if you don't want to talk about your past, but to have you have such a temperament means that your past was not happy. I will make you happy from now on. He Happy, give me a chance, okay?"
Feng Ling suddenly felt a little funny.
One or two of these men are like this. If they like it, they can confess it if they want to. When they don't like it or have to leave, they won't give the woman any explanation.
Isn't it the most untrustworthy thing about feelings
After two seconds of silence, she took her hand out of his and said, "Go to class and stop talking nonsense."
"You are just a twenty-year-old girl. How come you pretend to be so mature every day? Do you really think that I believed your lies and believed your lied age? Your age is written on the coach's information. You have only now You are only twenty years old, which means that the time you helped me last year, you were just nineteen years old."
Feng Ling became a little impatient and turned back to look at him coldly: "What's wrong with my age? Even if I'm fifteen, I can still beat you to the ground. This is a martial arts gym, not a blind date conference. What do you have? Are you qualified to judge others? Here, force speaks."
Chen Beiqing smiled: "Sometimes it hurts to see you pretending to be mature even though you are obviously unhappy."
Feng Ling: "..."
She suddenly turned around and put the water glass on the desk. She stopped drinking the water and didn't bother to look at the flowers on the table. She tied up her clothes and the belt around her waist, turned around and walked out of the office, preparing to go to the classroom.
Chen Beiqing was silent for a moment. He stood at the door and suddenly stretched out his hand to stop her. When Feng Ling turned his eyes to look at him in surprise, he hugged her with his long arms, and then pulled her into his arms again. However, Feng Ling quickly raised his leg and hit the numb area of his thigh hard. When Chen Beiqing's expression suddenly changed and he stared down at her, he easily pushed him forward and avoided it. He hugged her and walked out directly in front of the door.
Master.
Can't beat it.
Even if you want to do some gentle offensive, you can't do it.
After she left, Chen Beiqing put his hand on his thigh and rubbed it twice. He said "hiss", then looked back at the back of the woman who walked towards the classroom gracefully. He raised his hand helplessly and touched it. With a handful of clean, short hair, she turned around and walked in with some frustration.
Entering the classroom, a group of male students saw her and Chen Beiqing coming in front and back. They all looked sad and whistled and asked: "Coach A-Ling, how are you going to spend Christmas Eve tomorrow and Christmas the day after tomorrow? Yes?" No date or anything?”
Feng Ling said expressionlessly: "I have classes tomorrow and the next two days."
"Oh, what class are you taking? Even if there are classes, students will probably ask for leave for the next two days. I think you should take two days off. If you don't have any activities these two days, we can treat you to dinner! "
"Class." Feng Ling looked at them coldly.
As soon as a group of male students caught her gaze, they didn't dare to say a word. They quickly took action, but their eyes still glanced at her from time to time, and from time to time they looked at Chen, who could not see any emotion. classmate.
I don’t know if Mr. Chen has succeeded after chasing her for so long. It’s almost Christmas and I can’t even get a date. Tsk tsk.
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The so-called Christmas is an exciting holiday for these international students. According to them, it is even more exciting than the New Year in China.
It is a festival for young people, but Feng Ling, who is younger than them, cannot feel any festive atmosphere at all.
She never celebrated any holidays.
It was Christmas two days later, and indeed all the students took leave today. After rejecting the invitations of several coaches to have dinner together, they drove back to their residences alone.
In the past few days, I didn’t seem to feel that anyone was following me anymore, and I felt more relaxed on the way back. There were many men and women wearing thick clothes walking side by side on the roadside. Occasionally, I could see couples from different countries under a huge Christmas tree. Hugs and kisses, the streets are filled with red Santa Clauses traveling at night.
I just watched the neon scenery and the crowds all the way until I drove back to the apartment.
Even downstairs in the apartment there were colorful lights and beautiful Christmas trees. After getting out of the car, Feng Ling looked at the Christmas tree there. It seemed that every time there was such a lively festival, she could feel that she was out of tune with the world. .
Walking towards the Christmas tree with various colored lights, I looked up at the big star on the top. There was a little girl wearing a Snow White dress and running around holding a big red apple-shaped light in her hand. He ran by, and while running, he turned around and told his parents behind him his wishes for this year in English.
It seems that they are all happy.
It seems that whether they are lovers, friends, family, colleagues, or classmates, they will be accompanied by all kinds of people.
Feng Ling raised his hand and touched a handful of snow hanging on the Christmas tree. It was cold to the bone.
Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly saw a figure out of the corner of his eye.