Hey, hey, hey, Lingjing, don’t get excited, there’s a car ahead..."
The red light in front of the sidewalk was still on, and the car passed by. Lingjing grabbed Jia Ming's hand and walked quickly towards the opposite side. Cui Guohua was left standing there holding the dozen Jianlibao, laughing helplessly.
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Lingjing is usually sweet and easy-going, but once she encounters certain things, she is also very stubborn. Jia Ming did not tell her and Shasha much about the world of darkness, but occasionally mentioned it, and once mentioned it as a story about the Awakening of Yanhuang.
Jiaming once said that she did not want to be too involved with these people, so she remembered the name Cui Guohua in her heart. Only then did she immediately turn around and leave when she heard the name. When she crossed the road, she even turned to Jiaming.
His attitude just now was a bit resentful.
"You knew who he was from the beginning, why didn't you tell me! I also said so many things to him..."
"Uh, um... haha, there's actually no need to be so nervous." Jia Ming smiled, "He is essentially a good person, and you also like that wedding dress..."
"I don't like it to that extent yet!" Lingjing glared at him slightly, her eyes swept across the street, and then she pulled Jiaming around and walked quickly, keeping up with Lingjing's pace, Jiaming moved towards the back
He waved his hand and showed a middle finger.
"Hey, Lingjing, are you saying you don't like the wedding dress enough to like me?"
"Go away, I'm still angry."
"Answer first and then get angry."
"Ha... I'm really angry if you keep being glib..." Didn't she like the wedding dress because she likes you? She put on a slightly angry look on her face, and murmured softly in her heart in the drizzle.
When I met Shasha at the scheduled bus stop, the light rain had stopped. According to Shasha, an uncle came to the family. Although he and his father were only cousins, they were closer than brothers. This man recently returned from abroad.
, his father seemed to want to arrange for him to work in a gang.
"I don't like him very much, but I have to call him uncle." Patting the water stains on her ponytail, Shasha commented on her new family and talked about seeing Huang Haobing when he came out of the house.
"Are you going to play at your classmate's house?"
"I don't remember that he has friends over there." Shasha shook her head, "And at this time, he is not in the mood to play. He looks very decadent. We don't know him very well. I haven't said hello to him either."
They probably said a few words about Huang Haobing, but didn't take it seriously. They took the car all the way to the school. The three of them went to a nearby supermarket to buy some things. In front of the vegetable display case, they rustled and picked a piece.
Old Pumpkin: "Go home and make pumpkin pie to eat."
"Can you do it?" Jiaming said with a smile.
"I'm learning from Lingjing."
"What?" Lingjing, who was picking fresh fish not far away when she heard her name being said, pushed her cart over and smiled softly: "Jia Ming said we would eat pumpkin pie today." Jia Ming smiled and shrugged.
Jing looked at the two of them, but also smiled: "Put it down, I won't pick something better."
The ruse was discovered, Shasha stuck out her tongue, watched Lingjing pick the pumpkin, and asked: "Shall we call Sister Yahan and Xun over to eat together later?"
"No need, we'll just send it to school later."
Life itself is actually plain and trivial. When we have reached the level of familiarity with each other, love, passion, etc. will gradually become dull. Occasionally go to the cinema to watch a newly released movie, and find a good restaurant to sit with the three of us.
Let’s have a meal together. Several times Lingjing or Shasha had a whim, and I also thought about making a candlelight dinner at home. Before I finished it, I felt that it was really inconvenient to use candles. I smiled and turned on the light to eat. For those who were already intimate
For the three of them, there is no need for such deliberately created romance. What is left is more of a family feeling.
We go shopping together, go home together, go for a walk after dinner, talk about people’s shortcomings in their parents, interesting stories about school, pass by colorful neon signs and warm street lights, and car lights passing by on the road at night. Occasionally go to the beach.
Take a walk, watch the sunset, and sit on the long embankment with refreshing sea breeze. Shasha always likes to tease the pugs held by tourists with apple cores. When the aroma of the dishes wafts out, Jiaming and Lingjing are busy in the kitchen, and Shasha comes.
Running back and forth, clearing the table, setting up the dishes, the music of the midday news came from the TV. At night, the orange light came on in the room, Lingjing sat on the bed in her pajamas and read a book, the sound of the TV in the living room had been turned on
The youngest, Jiaming, was changing the fire on the coal stove in the kitchen. After taking a bath, he came out of the bathroom. Sometimes he was wearing pajamas, sometimes he was just rubbing his body naked and trotting into the bedroom, smiling and getting into the quiet space.
Under the covers.
Occasionally when I go out at night, I look back and see the lights and figures coming out of the window above the game room. This is life.
So, after buying things, I went home, around three o'clock in the afternoon. Lingjing was cooking pumpkins and making pumpkin pie ingredients. Jiaming and Shasha cleaned the room that had been vacant for more than a day, and ate early.
After dinner and a shower, the three of them went out to school and went to where they wanted to go.
Recently, it was said that leaders from the city came over for inspection. Lingjing was asked to make a blackboard report. Shasha was very popular among girls and was often called to the volleyball team for training. Only Jiaming had nothing to do, so he took
Pumpkin pie went to the classroom, and there were not many people there at this time. Xun was sitting in the back row of the classroom, reading quietly, wearing a new pair of casual clothes with white background and black edges. When Wenwen was sitting there quietly,
It looks like an elegant crane in an ink painting.
Just as he was about to walk in, a man ran over from the side and pulled his clothes: "Hi, classmate Jiaming, I am Fang Erjie from the next class, hello."
"Uh... hello. Are you okay?"
"Uh, hehe..." The pretty good-looking boy smiled sheepishly, "That's right, I have a letter that I want to give to Xun-san, but she never accepts other people's letters, hehe, you know
La, actually I..."
"Oh. I'll help you give it to her."
"Thank you then." Fang Erjie gratefully handed over the letter. Although there is usually no response to the letter handed over by Tuo Jiaming, at least the beauty will accept it. It is also good to try your luck. When it comes to Jiaming
When he was about to go in, he said mysteriously: "Hey, classmate Jiaming, you have recently...well, be careful..."
"What?"
"That's it. I heard that Lu Fang seems to be planning to cause trouble for you. In short... you should be careful."
As a thank you gift for helping hand over the love letter, what Fang Erjie said was very sincere. Jiaming nodded. Lu Fang? Of course he still knew this person. When Lu Jianchuan just entered school two years ago, he was hit by a football.
Lingjing's head was broken by her fingers and her sternum was shattered. Later, Han Gangcheng said that he wanted to challenge her in a duel, and it was Lu Fang who took the lead. At that time, Lu Jianchuan and Han Gang were already senior high school students in Chengdu. They have already entered university.
, Lu Fang now
3. In the past two years, Jiaming did not come to trouble again, probably because Shangwan was involved. And Jiaming himself also has a background in the Huang family. Now that the Huang family has collapsed, in this month, the people who used to fight against the Huang family
There have been more than one instances of people with arrogant and domineering reputations being retaliated against, so it is possible that Lu Fang will come after him now.
Shaking his head and smiling, he walked into the classroom: "Hey, pumpkin pie, Lingjing made the ground, asked me to bring it to you. There is also a letter from an admirer who asked me to give it to you."
"Thank you." He threw the letter into the desk and Xun stood up from his seat. He waited until Jiaming entered and sat back down.
Although the two of them can be regarded as masters and apprentices, they usually have little to say in the classroom. However, during class, Jiaming's stationery box and school bag are often the objects of rummaging for this Japanese girl - only stationery and books are among the objects.
She suffered from profound amnesia and would always lose things in confusion. At this time, it was still some time before the evening self-study. The sky outside was getting closer to dusk, the classroom lights were turned on, and Jiaming was leaning against the window as usual to look at the scenery of the playground outside.
, Xun read quietly. After a while, the Japanese girl opened the plastic bag containing the pumpkin cake and sent it to Jiaming first: "Gu Jun, do you want it?"
"I've already eaten it at home..." He said this, but Jia Ming still picked up a piece, put it to his mouth and chewed it. There was an undetectable indifferent smile on the girl's face, and then she nodded and picked it up herself.
One piece: "I'm starting." He took a small bite and continued reading.
It was getting dark, the lights were on in the playground, and the classroom was gradually becoming noisy. At some point, the girl next to her suddenly asked: "Gu Jun, do you understand love?" Jiaming looked at her strangely.
After a few seconds, Xun, who couldn't get an answer, nodded: "I'm sorry..."
"I don't know much about love..." After a while, Jia Ming finally spoke, "I probably know a little bit, but I can't summarize it for you. Well... you can ask about the theory.
Shasha and Lingjing, they like to read romance novels. I only know that if you have feelings for someone, you will be willing to do things for him that you would otherwise be too lazy to do. This should also include family ties, friendships, etc.
But if you don’t want to, you definitely have no feelings for this person.”
"Is Gu Jun and... Lingjing and Shasha in love?"
"Half, maybe a little less, haha, they were a little younger when we were together..."
"Then..." She hesitated for a moment, "What about Teacher Zhang?"
"Absolutely. There should be more romance than with Lingjing and Shasha." Jia Ming smiled, "But this doesn't mean that I am closer to her than Lingjing and the others... Why do you want to ask this all of a sudden?"
"I..." Xun thought for a while. There was no extra expression on her porcelain-white cheeks, but she obviously didn't know how to answer this question.
"I heard from Shasha that there seems to be a rumor going around that you are having an affair with a male classmate named Nie Wenchao in the third grade. Is this because of this?"
"Scandal?" Xun turned around, doubts in his eyes.
"Well, Shasha told me two days ago that every morning after your morning exercises, you would run down the hill behind the school and sit on a stool by the playground for half an hour. Nie Wenchao would also sit there and talk to you for half an hour.
Many people saw it, so they thought you and he were in a relationship. Haha, Shasha said that Nie Wenchao is very handsome, likes to wear white clothes, and looks very much like Jet Li."
"We, haha..." Jia Ming laughed, "Maybe it's because our images are so incompatible. Well, speaking of yourself, is Nie Wenchao your first target?"
"Because Gu Jun said you should look at others more, so every morning after practice, I would sit by the playground for a while... When I got down that day, there was a book on the bench where I sat, and I picked it up and flipped through it.
"Later, the owner of the book came over. It should be that person. Is his name Nie Wenchao?"
Although she had an accent, she still spoke slowly in front of Jiaming, probably because she was scolded by Jiaming some time ago. After thinking for a while, she continued.
"He is not strong. I should be able to knock him down with one punch. Unlike Jet Li... After that day, he would talk next to me every morning. Gu Jun, you said to watch more and listen more, so I just listened to him, but
...There is nothing interesting. This classmate is a child of a wealthy family. He likes reading, music, quiet things, and likes to go to classical video stores to buy expensive things. He especially likes expensive things related to art. He likes
People say he has good taste, but in other aspects he will try to be moderate in consumption, because he also likes others to say he is frugal. He has many weaknesses, such as vanity, flashiness, strong self-esteem but actually fragile. He grew up in the praise of adults, and has many weaknesses.
The feeling of superiority...that's something I've observed."
"Oh..." Jia Ming finished the pumpkin pie in his hand and shrugged regretfully, "Another poor unrequited lover. But, being unrequitedly in love with you is indeed a relatively normal thing. Well, in the past
Your temperament can indeed make people misunderstand that you are in love without speaking. If you want to strengthen it, you can show some small actions appropriately, such as... gently brushing your messed up hair, and looking at it unintentionally.
Give him three seconds, it is best to... smile gently, but be sure to point it at him and give him a casual side look..."
"I..." Xun hesitated and said softly, "I'm not very good at laughing..."
"Practice slowly. You may not notice that you have laughed in front of acquaintances, such as Lingjing, Shasha, and me. However, this kind of more real smile must be restrained. You can usually maintain this cold attitude.
It doesn't matter, this is already your external image, but when facing the enemy, you must be able to turn everything about yourself into an illusion at any time. Don't worry, you are not an adult yet, we still have a few years...
…”
"yes."
This kind of conversation ended up returning to murder and deceptive training. Xun nodded in agreement, then opened the plastic bag and sent it over. Jiaming lay on the table and started eating the second piece of pumpkin pie, and continued to watch the crowd on the playground.
After a while, Xun seemed to remember something, and looked at the book, stunned.
"Actually, I have no feelings for my father..."
"Um?"
"But for the family, I don't know why..." She spoke softly, as if this idea troubled her. At this time, several figures appeared outside the classroom door: "Is Gu Jiaming here?"
The leader's eyes caught sight of Jiaming, and he seemed a little scared when he saw Xun next to him, but a large group of people finally walked in: "Gu Jiaming, let's come out and talk." That was Lu Fang.