Chapter 32 Thank you for your black tea Thank you for your support Thank you
"Thanks to you being here today, otherwise I would have been in trouble."
Outside the convenience store, Qin Jian held a half bottle of iced black tea and glanced gratefully at the girl wearing a red down jacket next to him.
"I am the one who should thank you. Thank you for helping me find the bank card." The girl said and stuck out her tongue playfully, "Are you going back to school?"
"Return." Qin Jian replied.
"Then let's go quickly, your lips are almost turning purple from the cold."
"Ah, is there any?" Qin Jian said and hurriedly touched his lips.
"Haha, can you tell what color it turns into when frozen?" The girl's silvery laughter sounded particularly nice under the cold night sky.
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In Bor Art School, the distance from the school gate to the dormitory is less than 100 meters, and the two of them walked for 5 minutes.
"Qin Jian, can I ask you another question?" Downstairs in the dormitory, the girl stopped and turned to look at the boy who was half a head taller than her.
"You ask." Qin Jian also stopped.
"Where do you plan to go to college?"
"I... don't know yet." Qin Jian felt inexplicably nervous and lowered his head slightly.
"Oh~" There was no emotion in the girl's voice.
It was as if time had stood still in the air.
After a while.
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"What about you?" Qin Jian summoned up the courage to raise his head and asked.
"I," the girl thought for a moment, turned to look into the distance, and said longingly, "I want to go see the south."
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"Southern, right?"
"Yeah."
Looking at the girl in front of him, Qin Jian felt like there was a constant buzzing in his ears and his eyes felt like there was sand in them.
In the cold wind, the girl's smile gradually became blurred.
In an instant, Qin Jian felt as if the world was spinning in front of him.
The ticket to Yanjing, the torn agreement, the cappuccino ordered for each other at the coffee shop for the first time, the other person shouting "Qin Jian, slow down," on the swing in the park.
When we met for the first time in the classroom, the other party introduced herself greenly, "My name is Wu Xinxin."
Sounds, frames, and scenes, at this moment, all turned into specks of light, floating into the endless night sky.
Qin Jian's ears seemed to be ringing again with the old song that had accompanied him for countless days and nights.
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I used to be as helpless as duckweed
Inexplicable fear of love
But God allowed me to meet you
It was the first time I saw you, alone and beautiful in the crowd
You seem to have a magical power
At that moment I was speechless
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Maybe I'm too impatient
I didn’t even notice the hesitation in your eyes
But why are you so cruel to erase everything?
You are heartless and drifting away
Not even a word of farewell
please let me go with you
let me go with you
I am willing to stay by your side to protect you from the wind and rain
let me go with you
let me go with you
I would like to stay by your side and wait for you to change your mind
I really love you
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Qin Jian seemed to be traveling through his memory for a century.
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When the scene in front of him returned to the girl's rosy face, Qin Jian felt surprisingly calm.
Getting calmer and calmer.
"What's wrong with you?" the girl asked with concern and a hint of curiosity.
"It's okay." Qin Jian said, sniffing, exhaling a long breath, and said: "The south is good, but I don't know if the winter in the south is also so cold."
"Hehe, I will definitely tell you when I feel it."
"Haha, okay."
Under the night sky, in the campus, the laughter of boys and girls is full of joy.
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Suddenly, a series of rough voices came.
"What time is it? Why don't you go back to the dormitory? What are you doing here? Be careful to sue your teacher." The patrolling security guard in the college was walking towards here with a flashlight in a loud voice.
"Not good." The girl exclaimed slightly.
"Go up first." The girl stuck out her tongue, "It's so fun to chat with you."
Qin Jian smiled and said, "Me too."
The girl turned around and left, just before reaching the door of the girls' dormitory.
“Thank you for the black tea!!!”
The girl turned around after hearing the sound, her mouth that was originally full of pleasure froze slightly, and her body couldn't help but startled slightly.
Under the strong light of the security flashlight, Qin Jian, who stood still without moving, was holding half a bottle of iced black tea in his hand, raising his head and smiling at himself.
he…
After Qin Jian finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the door of the boys' dormitory without looking back.
"No wonder I keep getting sick! It's such a cold day and I only wear so many clothes. Now my children don't know how to take care of themselves!"
The security guard shook his head and continued patrolling.
Under the night sky, the campus became silent again.
Only occasionally, laughter and laughter can be heard from some dormitory windows with lights on.
After returning to the dormitory, Qin Jian lay directly on the bed. Although his breathing became a little warm and his limbs became weak, he felt a comfortable coolness in his heart.
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It's past.
A tear fell across his eyes again, but Qin Jian swore that this was the last time.
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Girls are very strange creatures, sometimes they don’t even know what they are thinking.
A kitten or puppy can make them unable to walk.
A drop of a man's tears can keep them awake all night.
In a room in the girls' dormitory.
Wu Xinxin couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, making the bed creak.
Chen Hong, who was on the upper bunk, put down her cell phone, stuck her head out and asked concernedly: "Xinxin, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? I think you were not in the right state after you came back in the evening."
"I'm fine, Xiaohong, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach." Wu Xinxin said.
"That's good. If you feel uncomfortable, just call me."
"Peace of mind and peace of mind."
Wu Xinxin placed her hands on her flat belly and tried again to close her eyes.
But as soon as I close my eyes, the scene downstairs in the dormitory will appear in my mind.
Qin Jian held up half a bottle of black tea in his hand, opened his mouth, looked at himself and smiled.
But why is there tears under that smile?
For a moment, there was no sleepiness anymore.
Dysmenorrhea may be a required course for every girl to grow into a woman.
But Wu Xinxin, who had never been troubled by dysmenorrhea, suffered from insomnia during her last menstrual period at the age of 17.
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Every morning should be full of life.
7:30.
Qin Jian stared at the mirror for a long time, then gave himself an encouraging smile and left the dormitory relaxed.
Except my head is a little hot.
Qin Jian received a message from He Jing not long after he left home.
"You don't have to go to study in the morning. Come directly to the office."
What's going on this early in the morning, but I don't seem to have any plans to go to morning self-study.
Stopping in front of the piano room building, Qin Jian turned around and walked towards the teaching building.
Inside He Jing's office.
"Why are you wrapped so thickly? I've never seen you so afraid of the cold in winter."
He Jing brought a piece of hot milk to Qin Jian, "Hurry up and drink it while it's hot."
"Ah?" Qin Jian picked up the milk in his heart, blew it on, and secretly wondered what was going on.
"Ah what? Drink quickly!" He Jing stood in front of Qin Jian with her hands on her hips, "After drinking, get ready to work!"
"What work?!"
I have just been promoted to a patient and have to work, but I still have no humanitarian skills!
"move place."
"What house to move to? Who wants to move?" Qin Jian's eyes widened.
"you."
"Me? Where do I move to?"
The office became quiet.
He Jing squatted down and looked at Qin Jian, his eyes full of teasing.
"From today on, you live with me."
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"puff…"
As soon as Qin Jian put the milk into his mouth, half of it spurted out in an instant, and the other half was so frightened that it flowed out from the corner of his mouth.