The moment Fang Xiaoxiao asked the question, Ma Yu stepped aside knowingly, half-crouching and staring blankly at the pillar in front of him, as if he wanted to understand some kind of philosophy of life from this golden cement pillar.
Facing Fang Xiaoxiao's question, Yue Qihua also asked herself in her heart: Is this really good?
She turned around and looked at the photo sticker machine. Ai Liang and Yang Xingyue were still inside and had no intention of coming out for the time being.
"Sister Hua, you obviously also love Ai Liang..."
Fang Xiaoxiao hesitated to speak. She recalled the expression on Yue Qihua's face when Ai Liang suddenly hugged the two of them during the photo shoot. That look of desire with a hint of resistance made her feel a little distressed.
On weekdays, Yue Qihua takes care of everyone in this small group of five people, and Fang Xiaoxiao can't bear to see her deliberately giving in to such a thing.
It's not that Fang Xiaoxiao hates Yang Xingyue, it's just that if Yue Qihua does what she does, no matter who she is, she can't stand it.
Fang Xiaoxiao was a little annoyed in her heart, but Xingyue was a naive fool who couldn't sense other people's thoughts at all.
Fang Xiaoxiao was not encouraging Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue to compete for Ai Liang.
She knew very well that Yue Qihua would not do such a thing.
But even if you have to give up your sweetheart to someone else, it’s still better to let him express his feelings properly.
At least you'll feel better.
If it weren't for the worry that it would have a bad impact on the relationship between the three of them, Fang Xiaoxiao would have wanted to tell Yang Xingyue or Ai Liang personally.
Yue Qihua, who understood Fang Xiaoxiao's meaning, shook her head gently.
She recalled what her grandfather said to her when she was a child.
The two sisters had their first quarrel over a doll.
Grandpa called her into the study and said with great sincerity: "Qihua, although you two are not biological sisters, you are better than biological sisters. Although you were only born a few hours earlier than Xingyue, you are still a sister. Let her be kind."
,OK?'
Yue Qihua always kept these words in mind, and she and Yang Xingyue never had a quarrel since then.
Yue Qihua rubbed the photo with her hands, suddenly raised her head and said with a smile: "Who makes me a sister? A sister has to take care of her sister."
"Sister Hua, you..."
Fang Xiaoxiao wanted to say something else, but Yue Qihua spoke first: "Don't worry, even if I can't compare with Ai Liang in terms of grades and strength, sooner or later I will surpass him in some aspect!"
Yue Qihua chose to pretend to be dumbfounded and deliberately avoided the topic just now.
On one side is the person I like, and on the other side is the sister I love the most. It's hard to choose.
After a brief round of cheering, Yue Qihua resumed her big-sister attitude.
…
Inside the machine.
Yang Xingyue blushed and pulled Ai Liang.
"What do you want to do?" Ai Liang asked warily.
"I think...no! I have something to give you..."
Yang Xingyue said hopefully.
In the small and hot machine, Yang Xingyue's forehead was covered with glistening sweat. Coupled with her shy expression and blurred eyes, she wanted to have people hug her tightly and greedily take in the sweet lips.
Ai Liang forcibly suppressed the thoughts of 404 and focused part of her mind outside. If Yang Xingyue wanted to confess, she would use telekinesis to make some big noise outside to interrupt her.
Yang Xingyue slowly took out a small, flat box from the pocket of her hot pants.
"Ai Liang, you have been tutoring me with all your heart in the past three years. You have taught me how to do questions at school, accompanied me to the library on weekends, helped me write questions, and helped me correct test papers..."
Yang Xingyue slowly recounted every detail between them.
The more Ai Liang listened, the more troublesome he became. At this time, the possibility of a memory-killing confession was even greater.
But Ai Liang does not currently regard Yang Xingyue as a love partner.
The fact that Yang Xingguo is her father makes it difficult for Ai Liang to accept this relationship, but after all, she is one of his few friends. If he rejects her, what will happen to their relationship in the future?
Do you want to lose even these few friends?
Ai Liang attached telepathy to the chandelier outside. If Yang Xingyue wanted to confess, he would immediately pull down the chandelier.
"...So please accept this gift!"
Yang Xingyue closed her eyes, held the box with both hands and handed it to Ai Liang.
Ai Liang almost stopped.
...I was ready to tear down the chandelier outside, and you tell me this?
Ai Liang looked at the small gift box speechlessly. If he could use an idiom to describe his mood, it would be hard to describe.
Ai Liang's mood was complicated, but Ai Liang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He reached out and took the gift: "Can I open it now?"
"Please, please..."
Yang Xingyue replied softly.
Ai Liang directly tore open the package, poured it gently, and a silver-white military brand necklace fell into the palm of his hand.
However, what is printed on the nameplate is not letters or Chinese characters, but a daisy.
The printing on the military badge...is this an attempt to mix iron blood and tenderness? What genius designer came up with this?
Ah sneeze!
Fang Xiaoxiao suddenly sneezed outside.
Ai Liang looked at this mixed style necklace with a complicated expression.
"Do you not like it……"
Yang Xingyue looked at Ai Liang uneasily, with an expression that said I would cry to you if you said even half a word of "no".
"I quite like it."
Yang Xingyue suddenly beamed: "Do you want me to help you carry it?"
Ai Liang thought for a while, he would have to search hard for the jumping machine he was going to make later if it was thrown out, so he nodded.
Just when Yang Xingyue was about to go around behind him, Ai Liang raised his hands and the necklace was fixed around his neck.
"what?"
Ai Liang looked at Yang Xingyue who raised his hands and asked.
"fine……"
Yang Xingyue was a little disappointed that she couldn't put the necklace on Ai Liang herself.
However, looking at the nameplate on Ai Liang's neck, the traces of depression in Yang Xingyue's heart suddenly disappeared and she became so happy that she lightly covered her mouth and giggled.
Boom.
Ai Liang hit her on the forehead with a knife: "Don't make strange noises."
"No way...I just smiled..."
Yang Xingyue gently rubbed her forehead. Although she was complaining, she always had a happy smile on her face.
Opening the door, the air-conditioning in the arcade hit my face.
Pedestrians passing by looked at the handsome man and woman who came out of the photo sticker machine with strange expressions.
Yang Xingyue was a little confused.
Why do their eyes look weird?
It wasn't until she looked at the glass that she realized that her face was as red as a cooked lobster.
A man and a woman are alone in a small machine, the woman's face is flushed, and there are beads of sweat on her face. This look is hard not to make people think.
Not to mention passers-by, even Fang Xiaoxiao and the others looked at them with something wrong.
Fang Xiaoxiao and Yue Qihua pulled Yang Xingyue away from Ai Liang and whispered.
"What are you doing in there? Why did it take you so long to come out?"
"Xingyue, your face is too hot...have you given away the things?"
"Sent out..."
The three girls walked in front and discussed in low voices, and Ma Yu behind them was not to be outdone.
He put his arm on Ai Liang's shoulder and winked at Ai Liang: "Classmate Xiao Ai, what have you been doing in there for so long?"
"It's nothing, I just gave me a small gift as a thank you for tutoring."
Although Ai Liang had tucked the necklace into her clothes, it was summer after all, so it was still obvious that there was a silver necklace suddenly around her neck.
"This necklace?" Ma Yu gently poked Ai Liang's neck: "Apart from giving gifts, you didn't say anything else?"