Haven't we already read all the love letters? Why are we mentioning them again?
Geng Xinyu suddenly lost her composure, stopped flipping through the book, and stared at He Shiling in front of her.
Seeing the bright smile on Xiao Lingling’s face, I couldn’t help but rub my temples with my hands!
This is not enough! Her patience has reached its limit!
Huh? What is this? What's going on?
Zheng Yifan took a deep breath. It was too unreliable. Didn't he agree to disagree? His position was too unstable!
"Little Plague God, where did I offend you?"
Zheng Yifan threw away the notebook in his hand and patted the table.
You still have to have momentum, and you can’t lose momentum even if you lose!
Besides, he was just casually talking about it as a joke, so she wanted to turn it into reality? Just like the casual "make-up lesson".
Will he be able to speak in the future? In front of this god of plague, he remains silent like Xiao Yu! His eyes couldn't help but glance towards Geng Xinyu.
Geng Xinyu, "..."
Aren't you afraid of big trouble? Are you still a plague god?
He glanced up and down at Zheng Yifan and met his eyes as he looked over.
What are you looking at? You deserve a beating again, right?
Geng Xinyu's anger suddenly surged up, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.
But then I thought, it's none of her business now! He was making trouble, so she could just watch the show.
Instead of counting on him, she might as well read the essays herself. She has to prepare for Jingyun City's essay contest in April.
Thinking of this, he turned around, loosened his fists, took a deep breath, and flipped back two pages of the book in front of him as if nothing had happened.
Wang Xiaoxiao and Wang Xinyi looked at each other for two seconds, looking surprised and then gloating.
Are you talking about Xiao Lingzi? God of Plague?
This title is too, too, cruel. It doesn't look like the God of Plague, he is obviously a living thunder feng.
"Xiao Lingzi, he said you are the God of Plague."
Ling Chu's eyes turned back and forth twice on Zheng Yifan and He Shiling, humming with a smile.
I watched a show now. I just said that I was staring out the window in a daze. I guess Xiao Lingzi didn't hear it. Now, I should have heard it clearly. Zheng Yifan, you are dead!
Did this handsome guy Zheng have a fight with the squad leader?
Tang Ji looked at Du Xiaofeng and touched his ears with his hands. God of Plague? Is there such a kind God of Plague?
Well, let's continue watching the show, the show is about to take place. Du Xiaofeng gestured to Tang Ji seriously, but secretly became happy in his heart. He moved forward and patted Yi Lingfei on the shoulder:
Zheng Yifan can do it, this title is very appropriate! He is someone he shouldn't mess with! Just wait and deal with it.
Yi Lingfei smiled, said nothing, and sat on the table, one foot on the stool and the other swaying there rhythmically.
Zheng Xiaoshuai needs to clean up! After this round, he went a little too far.
"I'm helping you." He Shiling said with a bright smile, directly filtering out the words "little plague god".
Huh? Are you helping him? So kind? What are you helping him with?
Zheng Yifan subconsciously sat back and came again. This bright smile on his face instantly made him alert.
He Shiling looked at Zheng Yifan, and then glanced at Geng Xinyu casually.
Zheng Yifan immediately turned his head knowingly. What was she looking at?
Well, Xiaoyu is still reading, just like all the moments before, turning the pages page by page.
She is reading a book. What is there to read? He doesn't like reading romance novels.
Just as he was about to turn around and ask the little Plague God why you were so dumb, he accidentally saw a smile suddenly blooming between his eyebrows on Xiao Yu's face, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a sweet smile.
For a moment, I was stunned, a little confused, and a word suddenly came to my mind: The years are quiet and good.
After hearing someone's slight cough, my eyes dodge and I don't know where to put it, so I drop it on the book in front of me without leaving any trace.
The slender fingers, with well-manicured nails, were gently turning a page. A few lines of words were clearly visible on the turned page, sliding past their eyes:
When you are young, if you fall in love with someone,
Please treat her gently,
No matter how long or short your love is,
…
You won't know until you grow up,
At the moment when I suddenly look back
Youth without resentment will have no regrets...
At this moment, Zheng Yifan was completely stunned.
He was very familiar with this poem, "Youth Without Resentment", Xi Murong's poem!
He just watched it yesterday and even wrote a copy of it!
He originally thought that the thick book that almost caught him was a book by a well-known romance novelist, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a collection of poems by Xi Murong!
There was also a set in his drawer. In order to snatch the whole set, he almost got into a fight with that brat who was one day younger than him and refused to admit that he was his brother!
She is actually watching it too! She actually likes it too?
Zheng Yifan's eyes couldn't help but move to Geng Xinyu's face: the smile between the eyebrows in the eyes, the corners of the mouth that unconsciously raised, and the smiling look, were extraordinarily...beautiful!
"Ahem..." Someone coughed again.
Zheng Yifan came back to his senses, glanced around, and then moved his gaze to the pile of books in front of him.
"Xiao Lingzi, do you have a cold?" Ling Chu's concerned voice suddenly sounded, shocking the rare silence.
"Xiao Lingzi, are you sick?" Wang Xinyi came over from behind, with a concerned look on her face, "No wonder you haven't spoken a word."
"If you have a disease that needs to be treated, I have medicine." Wang Xiaoxiao came over from the side and pointed at Zheng Yifan, "I have cold medicine in my drawer. Handsome Zheng, help me get it."
The next second, as if he suddenly remembered something, he ran over quickly, stretched out his hand to block it, "I'll take it myself, please give me a little concession."
Ah? Zheng Yifan retracted the hand he just extended and leaned slightly to the left.
"You can't see it, go to the left."
Wang Xiaoxiao stretched out a hand and touched twice in the drawer, but couldn't find it.
"Okay." Zheng Yifan responded and moved to the left.
"Go to the left again." Wang Xiaoxiao squatted down, stretched his head and looked into the drawer. It was strange, why didn't he find it?
Looking at Wang Xiaoxiao who was approaching him, Zheng Yifan turned to the left again.
"Okay! You've squeezed me."
Geng Xinyu's faint voice rang in his ears.
"Ouch, handsome guy, what's wrong with you! Give way, I'm looking for something."
Wang Xiaoxiao, who was busy rummaging through things, suddenly bumped into Zheng Yifan with his elbow.
You... Before Zheng Yifan opened his mouth, he was kicked again on the calf. He turned back to look at Geng Xinyu with a puzzled look on his face, "Why are you so brutal, kicking me again!"
"Go to the right!" Geng Xinyu stood close to the wall, squinting at Zheng Yifan with his peripheral vision.
You're being too pushy. You're going to let me go through the wall and sit on the balcony.
Zheng Yifan looked at Geng Xinyu who was close to the wall, and then at Wang Xiaoxiao who was still looking through the drawers. He was in a dilemma.
One gives way to the left and the other to the right. Are you preparing to let him fly out?!!
"Xiaoxiao! There's no need to look for it. I'm not sick. I just choked on the scenery somewhere. Remember not to look at anything inappropriate."
He Shiling waved to Wang Xiaoxiao and glanced at Zheng Yifan.
"Oh, okay," Wang Xiaoxiao stopped, looked at Zheng Yifan, stood up and sat next to him, "I'm sorry, handsome guy, for disturbing you."
Disturb? Some scenery? Look no evil? Her?
Look at the bright smile on the little plague god's face.
Zheng Yifan instantly became confused. Did they do it on purpose? Go on, how could he just ignore this group of people?
For just two moments, he thought that he and Xiao Yu were the only ones in this space!
It's just that she can help like this? It's really, really, really pleasing to me!