Zhou Ming felt like the world was spinning and he was a little unsteady on his feet. He looked at Song Ying who was squatting on the ground, and he felt mixed emotions in his heart. He knew that there must be some misunderstanding, and someone must be causing trouble. But
At this moment, how could he calm down and analyze the strangeness of this? Song Ying's crying was right next to his ears, disrupting all Zhou Ming's thoughts.
He couldn't explain his feelings for Song Ying, just like he couldn't explain his feelings for Li Sijia. In the days when Laotu and Liu Xing were not around, he appeared in every room on campus with three golden flowers all day long.
In the corner, I don’t know how many people are envious and jealous. They enjoy flowers in spring and snow in winter. One man and three women have become a most beautiful scenery on this campus.
There is such a slight liking. Zhou Zhong knows it, but never thinks about it. If he doesn't like it, how can he become a good friend? He clearly knows that he loves Chu Tingting and is willing to give up everything for her, even
In life. As for Li Sijia and Song Ying, Zhou Ming treats them more like sisters. More importantly, they are brothers' women.
Zhou Ming bent down, slowly lifted Song Ying up, and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks.
"You don't like me." Zhou Ming said: "The relationship between us is beyond ordinary friendship, but it is definitely not love." [
Song Ying blinked her eyes and looked at Zhou Ming blankly.
"As long as you know clearly that you love Liu Xing, that's enough." Zhou Ming said: "We are like sitting on a train with a clear destination. Although we will pass many beautiful scenery along the way and even stop to watch, but
I will never stop, but head towards the destination without hesitation.”
Song Ying nodded blankly, trying to understand what Zhou Ming said.
"I never told Liu Xing that I asked him to break up with you." Zhou Ming's eyes were as cold as ice blades: "Obviously someone is causing trouble in this. I will go to No. 7 Middle School now and ask Liu Xing about everything.
I won’t let go of the person behind me!”
After saying that, Zhou Ming turned around and was about to leave, but his arm was held by Song Ying.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Ming asked doubtfully.
"Can..." Song Ying's tears flowed down again: "Let me stop for a moment beside this beautiful scenery..."
Before Zhou Ming could react, a soft body had already thrown into his arms.