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Jiang Qing's face was firm, and she spoke clearly, "It's better for the three of us to live a good life together."
Song Shuang's whole body stiffened, and he looked at Lin Nanyan for help.
Help me! Help me!
Song Shuang's heart exploded sharply. She is defiling my pure soul!
Lin Nanyan looked away without any abnormality. If you ignored the fact that he turned his head 0.0001 seconds faster than usual, it really looked like that.
The girl in front of her was looking at her sweetly. Song Shuang couldn't stand it anymore, "Lin Nanyan, quickly pull her away!"
Jiang Qing didn't need anyone to pull her away. She stepped back regretfully, "Am I wrong?"
Song Shuang was speechless when asked. He always felt that there was something wrong with what Jiang Jiang said, but at first glance it seemed to make sense.
Unable to figure it out, I had to change the subject, "Eat quickly, the food is getting cold."
Jiang Qing knew when to quit. She stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the meat on her plate and prepared to pass it to the jealous little cutie next to her. Just as she picked it up, she was startled by the sudden sound of soprano, and the meat fell on the table.
"Jiang! Qing!"
She looked at Song Shuang in a daze, and saw the girl covering her mouth and looking at her angrily.
Seeing this, Lin Nanyan also looked over.
Jiang Qing really looked innocent this time. "...What's wrong?"
Song Shuang couldn't swallow the thing in his mouth, nor could he spit it out. He was in a dilemma, but the numb, hard, spicy taste accompanied by a strange smell of tree leaves filled his entire mouth.
"Why are you throwing leftover garbage into my bowl!?"
Jiang Qing's eyes fell on Song Shuang's bowl, and she was shocked to find a mass of black and red scattered substances. Her eyes widened.
"I didn't mean to. I wanted to pick up some meat for you," she pointed at the meat that had just fallen on the table, "but my hands were shaking and I picked up the wrong one."
"That's not garbage, it's hot pot base," she added.
Song Shuang: ...
She took out a pack of tissues and covered her lips with them to spit it out. She then gulped down some water. It took her half a bottle to wash away the strange smell.
"You're such a jerk."
Jiang Qing touched her nose guiltily, but she couldn't help wondering, "You think it's rubbish, why..."
"Shut up, and we can still be good friends."
Song Shuang gave Jiang Qing a murderous look, and she chose to lower her head and continue eating.
"I miss Chef Li's big chicken legs. I heard he made sweet and sour pork ribs today, but we didn't even see a single hair of it." Jiang Qing muttered as she picked at the mushy leftovers on the plate without any appetite.
Seeing that the girl's plate was still full, Lin Nanyan put down his chopsticks, saying, "If we can't eat any more, let's go eat outside the school."
Jiang Qing was a little tempted, but then she calmed herself down and poked at the rice intermittently, "Doesn't that mean we have to climb over the wall? Don't you dislike climbing over walls?"
"Besides, I just offended the teacher. It wouldn't be a good idea to do it again."
When she said the last sentence, she paused.
Anyway, the parents have been called and they have to write a self-criticism, so it doesn’t seem to make any difference if one more or one less thing is done.
What's going on? She inexplicably feels like she has won a golden medal of immunity from death.
No, I can’t think like that. Jiang Qing shook her head and got rid of the evil thoughts.
As a human being, at least the bottom line cannot be lowered again and again.
Fifteen minutes later.
Jiang Qing swaggered out of the school gate with a group of friends.
Facing the security guard's gaze as they were leaving, she circled the small card with her fingertips and unconsciously raised her head higher.
As soon as they left the security guard's sight, Jiang Qing couldn't wait to ask Ye Meiyan, "Which restaurant should we go to? I know there's a place down the street that makes delicious braised prawns. Do you want to go?"
"And this pass, where did you get it from?"
Ye Meiyan walked behind and watched the girl jumping around, and she replied one by one.
"Let's go to the new western restaurant near the school. It's not far from here."
"I have a lot of these passes at home. Teachers of day students always give extra passes to students so they don't have to waste time getting new ones if they lose them."
Song Shuang was surprised, "So there is such a thing."
Jiang Qing rarely left the school openly during lunch break. At this moment, everything she saw was new, and she only heard key words in her ears.
"Western food, I haven't had it in a long time, I miss it so much."
Lin Nanyue glanced at her when he heard this, but did not expose her.
What do you mean by liking Western food? You obviously have a completely Chinese stomach. When you go to a Western restaurant, you only enjoy eating steak, and nothing else suits your appetite.
"Are there many desserts in the restaurant?" he turned to ask Ye Meiyan.
Jiang Qing's emotions rose again when she heard this. She looked at Ye Meiyan eagerly, with eyes full of "tell me quickly, tell me there are a lot".
Ye Meiyan nodded, "There are probably more than thirty kinds."
Jiang Qing cheered, "What are we waiting for? Let's go quickly and come back in time for the afternoon class."
"Why do you like sweets so much?" Song Shuang looked at her with a toothache, "Here, if you want to eat something, eat some candy first to satisfy your craving."
She took out some candy from her pocket and handed it to Jiang Qing, then distributed a few candies to each of her friends.
Lin Nanyan stared at the familiar packaging bag in his hand for a moment, then put it back into his pocket.
Jiang Qing threw a candy into her mouth and squinted her eyes in enjoyment. "If you don't like sweet things, do you like bitter things?"
"That's true. It's better than bitter...hiss..." Song Shuang quickly spit out the candy in his mouth, "It's so sour."
Ye Meiyan paused while tearing the package, silently clenched her hands and reached into her pocket.
"Where did you buy this candy? It's so sour, is it edible? Are you deliberately teasing me?" Song Shuang's facial features were all wrinkled.
Jiang Qing immediately pointed at Lin Nanyan and said, "Ask him. He gave it to me."
Lin Nanyan: "Yes, I bought it."
Song Shuang: "...Don't think I don't know he bought it for you. Don't try to shirk responsibility."
"I think it's delicious, but you just don't know how to appreciate it." Jiang Qing muttered softly.
She wondered sadly why Song Shuang had such a bad taste and didn't like to eat delicious food. Alas, he was so pitiful.
Song Shuang saw through Jiang Qing at a glance, "Come on, speak louder."
"Louder if you want," Jiang Qing said, raising her voice. "I'll call Chen Heng and tell him we'll be waiting for him outside the school."
Song Shuang: ...
She really has nothing to do and is just bored.
"Let me fight."
A familiar voice came from behind. Jiang Qing waved her hand and said, "No, my phone has a monthly subscription, so I don't have to pay."
Lin Nanyan paused with his fingertips and retracted his hand.
Jiang Qing's cell phone is a pink button phone for the elderly, which her mother picked out for her. It cannot connect to the internet and can only be used for making calls and sending text messages. If nothing else, it has enough call time.
She walked while waiting for the person on the other end to answer the phone. After a simple beep, the boy's voice sounded.
"Jiang Jiang, is there something you want to talk to me about?"
Chen Xu looked up suddenly. He had never heard his brother call a girl's name so softly and affectionately.
Chen Heng picked up his phone and walked to a quiet place to answer the call, with an unconscious smile on his face.
Chen Xu stared at him blankly, and the hostility on the boy's face seemed to disappear in an instant.
He thought absentmindedly that Chen Heng must like the other person very much.
The girl named Jiang Jiang must be a very good person.
He lowered his head, feeling discouraged and sad for a moment.
"Don't come to the cafeteria. There's nothing left to eat there," Jiang Qing responsibly reported their group's actions. "We're going to eat outside the school. You can come and meet us directly then."
"There's a campus pass left for you behind the largest rock under the second tree on the left side of the school gate. Remember to pick it up."
Chen Heng turned his head and glanced in Chen Xu's direction, then said, "I won't go. I suddenly have something to do at school."
"Are you still in school? Did the teacher scold you or punish you?" Jiang Qing was anxious when she heard this. "Why won't he let students eat? This is naked corporal punishment. Don't be afraid, sneak out to eat first, and I'll go complain to him later."
"Nothing," Chen Heng's mood suddenly brightened, and he couldn't hide his smile. "There was a problem with my transfer paperwork, and I need to fill out some information."
Jiang Qing finally felt relieved after hearing this. "Okay, we'll bring you something delicious when we get back."
Chen Heng: "Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome. It's a small matter."
Jiang Qing hung up the phone, turned around, and was startled by the chest right in front of her.
"Why are you so close to me? I almost bumped into you." She pointed out a short distance with her fingertips, "Just that little bit."
"Also, eavesdropping on other people's phone calls is wrong, do you understand?"
Although she didn't know whether Lin Nanyan had eavesdropped, it didn't stop her from making random accusations.
Lin Nanyan lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly.
Jiang Qing raised her head confidently, "Why are you looking at me? Am I wrong?"
A hand fell on her head, her sight was turned ninety degrees, and the boy's faint voice sounded in her ears.
"We're going in the wrong direction. Also, we're already at the restaurant entrance."
Jiang Qing frantically pulled the boy's hand away, "Of course I know."
"Remember to remind me earlier next time."
Lin Nanyan watched her back as she walked away and followed her with big strides.
Chen Heng returned to his seat and glanced at the time on his mobile phone screen from time to time. He was not going to the bathroom at all, he was clearly going to have afternoon tea, but he couldn't leave.
"Hengheng, I just called you..." Before Chen Xu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Chen Heng in a deep voice.
"It's none of your business."
"Oh," Chen Xu stopped talking, but after a pause, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to keep talking to me?"
Chen Heng looked at his phone intently and answered the other party in silence.
Chen Xu's eyes dimmed for a moment, but when he saw the gift in Chen Heng's hand out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but feel a little happy again.
At least, Hengheng didn't refuse this time.
"I'm sorry about what happened last time. I shouldn't have lied to you."
Chen Heng clenched his hand around the phone for a moment and then released it.
"I didn't mean to lie to you, but if I told you, you would definitely chase me away..."
"Since you knew, you should have gotten out of here earlier," Chen Heng glared at Chen Xu sharply, "or did you just want to bring your mother here?"
Chen Xu pursed his lips, "That's your mother too."
"Chen Xu," Chen Heng said coldly, "I repeat, I don't want to see you, and you are not welcome here."
Although he had heard it over and over again, Chen Xu still couldn't force himself not to care.
The color on his face faded and his lips were pale, making him look sick.
Chen Heng moved his fingers, stood up, and turned his head away: "I told you..."
Before he could finish his words, he met a pair of bright eyes.
The girl's surprised gaze fell from his face to the person next to him, and she seemed to realize something, and she suddenly looked away.
As if a tiger was chasing her from behind, Jiang Qing retreated urgently, slid forward, and caught up with Ye Meiyan, "Wait..."
In the blink of an eye, she saw the familiar person suddenly appear in front of her. She stood there stupidly, her brain stopped working, and she uttered the last word slowly.
"...I."
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