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Chapter 42
Lin Qingyi even felt that his breathing had stopped.
Even though Ning Cong'an was less than one centimeter away from her, Lin Qingyi didn't move at all.
Just look at her.
Ning Cong'an didn't avoid his gaze, his dark eyes looked straight into Lin Qingyi's pupils.
The two remained in a stalemate for a long time.
Then Lin Qingyi reacted, his eyes narrowed, and he took a step back.
Neither of them spoke for a while.
Ning Cong'an did not look away.
After a long while, she slowly said, "A leaf just fell off your head."
Lin Qingyi hummed, and after a long while, he said, "Thank you."
Then she quickened her pace, as if a monster was chasing her from behind, leaving Ning Cong'an with a fleeing back.
Behind Ning Cong'an was the endless beach.
Not to mention leaves, there isn't even a blade of grass.
After Lin Qingyi ran back to the villa, she put on a tired expression and then went back to her room.
But unfortunately, the rooms in the villa are not like their dormitories.
Lin Qing turned to the side and could see the empty and tidy bed next to him, with no signs that anyone had slept there.
In the closet, the two people's clothes were placed together.
The more Lin Qingyi thought about it, the more confused she became. With a somersault, she chose to bury her head in the pillow. It felt pretty good to act like an ostrich occasionally.
She originally just wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while, but when she opened her eyes again, it was almost dark.
As soon as Lin Qingyi opened the door, Ning Cong'an was sitting on the sofa. He turned his head and looked over when he heard the noise.
Seeing the other person's eyes, Lin Qingyi quickly looked away, pretending that nothing had happened today, put on a smile, and sat down at the dining table.
She deliberately sat next to Yan Feiyang.
At the dining table at home, the two of them sat as far apart as possible, preferably so that they couldn't see each other.
When Yan Feiyang saw that it was her sitting next to him, the disbelief on his face almost overflowed. Lin Qingyi didn't have the courage to turn her head now, because she vaguely felt that it was not only Yan Feiyang who was looking at her, but also Ning Cong'an.
After all the dishes were served, Tan Xiaoran seemed to feel a different atmosphere. She thought for a moment and sat down on the other side of Lin Qingyi before Ning Cong'an sat down.
Ning Cong'an: ...
Lin Qingyi didn't know what had happened. When he saw Tan Xiaoran sitting down, he thought she had tripped and sat on the chair, so he asked a few questions with concern.
A look of worry fell on Ning Cong'an's eyes who was sitting opposite Lin Qingyi.
Ning Cong'an looked at Tan Xiaoran, then at Yan Feiyang, with some resentment in his eyes.
But these two are different from He Minju. He Minju would be scared if she stared at him, but these two wouldn't.
Tan Xiaoran didn't notice it at all, but Yan Feiyang noticed it and found it very interesting.
A boring but interesting plan quietly emerged in Yan Feiyang's mind.
At dinner, Yan Feiyang seemed to be particularly concerned about Lin Qingyi.
He took a look at the blisters on her hands and saw that it was inconvenient for her to pick up food with her hands, so he considerately picked up food for her a few times.
But Lin Qingyi didn't eat because she couldn't pick it up. She did it on purpose because the dishes cooked by Tan Xiaoran were really terrible, but she didn't want to offend Tan Xiaoran, so she pretended to eat the dishes cooked by her, but in fact she was eating the dishes cooked by Ziyin.
But Yan Feiyang kept giving her the dishes cooked by Tan Xiaoran. Lin Qingyi didn't know why, but he seemed to care about her very much, so Lin Qingyi could only endure it.
Seeing Lin Qingyi eat so much of the dishes he cooked in the evening, Tan Xiaoran was also in a very happy mood.
After the whole meal, the most depressed ones were Lin Qingyi and Ning Cong'an.
But the two of them were sitting opposite each other, and Lin Qing didn't dare to look up during the whole meal.
The most painful thing is not eating.
Or sleep at night.
During the afternoon break, Ning Cong'an was not in the room. Although Lin Qingyi felt a little strange, at least he was alone.
It was not until Lin Qingyi finished her shower and got into bed that she began to regret why she had to sleep in the afternoon.
She wasn't sleepy at all.
After Ning Cong'an finished his shower and turned off the lights, his vision dimmed but his hearing became sharper.
Lin Qingyi could hear the sound of the other person getting into bed, turning over, and even the sound of his soft breathing.
The breathing sound changed from fluctuating at the beginning to flat, and Lin Qingyi was very familiar with it during the two months before the audition. Ning Cong'an had fallen asleep.
But Lin Qingyi became more and more energetic.
She even felt that the other person's voice was closer and louder than when they slept head to head with her before.
Lin Qingyi listened to the other person's breathing and felt that he might be suffering from a nervous breakdown.
And staying awake all night means being tired during the next day.
When washing up in the morning, Lin Qingyi rubbed his face vigorously in the bathroom, trying to make his complexion look more healthy.
But it didn't work.
Lin Qingyi sat down on the sofa, and everyone who passed by asked about her hands because she looked really pale.
Tan Xiaoran was completely worried. She sat down beside her and carefully examined the wound on her hand.
Lin Qingyi's self-healing ability is really strong. It looked red and swollen yesterday, but now there is only a shallow mark.
Lin Qingyi knew that this was all thanks to Ning Cong'an. If he hadn't helped her pop the blisters on her hand yesterday, her hand might not have healed so quickly.
Thinking of this, Lin Qingyi felt depressed again.
She herself hasn't figured out what she's thinking yet, nor does she know what Ning Cong'an is thinking, so she can only keep hiding.
But when I think of Ning Cong'an's kindness, I always feel a strong pain in my heart.
Lin Qingyi didn't know how to describe this feeling. She sighed, hoping that this feeling would pass quickly. The unclear relationship between the two of them kept involving her, and she couldn't bear to let it go.
Seeing that her hand was healed, Mu Yewu happily announced today's task.
"Beach volleyball battle?"
Tan Xiaoran asked a question, but his voice was full of excitement that he couldn't contain.
When Lin Qing heard these five words, his heart died a little.
She is not very good at ball games.
I have tried practicing various ball games before, but all ended in failure.
Ziyin was very considerate at this time and wanted her to rest nearby. Mu Yewu heard this and cast a questioning look at her.
This idea hit Lin Qing's heart. She suppressed her happy expression and said, "Okay."
Then he added, "I want to have some sense of participation. Please assign me a team member. If she loses, I will accept the punishment."
Once Lin Qingyi's idea was proposed, it was passed unanimously.
It’s not her, Lin Qingyi’s cooking is just so delicious.
After playing games all day yesterday, everyone became heavily dependent on Lin Qingyi's food.
Today's teams will be decided by drawing lots.
Ziyin came up with an idea and decided not to tell Lin Qingyi who his teammates were. Lin Qingyi agreed with a smile.
After the grouping was completed, the volleyball game officially began.
The first match is between Tan Xiaoran and Ziyin against He Minju and Cen Jingshu.
Ning Cong'an sat beside her.
Lin Qingyi's eyes were fixed on the volleyball court, but her body couldn't help but feel the situation between her and Ning Cong'an.
There was a sharp fragrance on Ning Cong'an's body, always mixed with the salty and wet smell of sea water, which penetrated into Lin Qingyi's internal organs. Her heart had long flown from the volleyball court to the person beside her.
"Does your hand still hurt?"
Ning Cong'an suddenly spoke, interrupting Lin Qingyi's thoughts. She was a little unresponsive for a moment.
"It's healed now." Lin Qingyi tried his best to maintain his usual tone, and then continued, "If you hadn't popped the blister for me yesterday, it might not have healed so quickly."
Usually, Lin Qingyi would look at Ning Cong'an when she spoke, but today, she didn't even glance at him.
Ning Cong'an didn't say much.
When Tan Xiaoran and Ziyin on the volleyball court walked towards her, Ning Cong'an beside her did not stand up immediately. Instead, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I think we are destined to be together."
The sea breeze blew Ning Cong'an's hair, making it impossible to see his expression. Lin Qing wanted to speak, but the only thing left in the air was Ning Cong'an's faint cold fragrance.
And her thin and upright back.
Lin Qingyi only now realized that Ning Cong'an had tied her hair up in a ponytail high on her head, with the hair hanging down behind her.
It was a look she had never seen before.
Ziyin and Tan Xiaoran won, and next was Ning Cong'an and Yan Feiyang, who had lost the previous competition.
Tan Xiaoran sat next to Lin Qingyi, but Lin Qingyi did not have that strange feeling.
That feeling only works on Ning Cong'an.
Lin Qingyi's gaze fell uncontrollably on Ning Cong'an.
She only remembered that the other party was not very good at running, but she didn't expect that the other party was very good at playing volleyball.
She won much faster than Ziyin's group.
Lin Qingyi's eyes never left Ning Cong'an from beginning to end. She didn't even notice that the person sitting next to her had changed from Tan Xiaoran to He Minju.
After resting, Tan Xiaoran and Ziyin recovered their strength, but Ning Cong'an did not rest at all and was able to fight back and forth with the two of them.
As if for convenience, Ning Cong'an specially wore a sports vest today. When attacking, the lines of his arm muscles were exposed to the air, clearly visible. Ning Cong'an only used his hands to exert force, but his expression was the same as usual. If you only looked at his face, people who didn't know him would think he was playing on the trampoline.
The two groups fought for nearly five minutes.
The final result was that Ning Cong'an won.
He Minju, who was sitting next to him, cheered loudly, but Lin Qingyi made direct eye contact with Ning Cong'an who was at the net.
In an instant, the air was still.
Cen Jingshu smiled and said, "Congratulations, Qingyi, you don't have to cook anymore."
At this time, Lin Qingyi suddenly figured out what Ning Cong'an meant by "we are destined to be together" just now.
Ning Cong'an stood in front of her. Lin Qingyi looked at her and said with a smile, "You are very good at playing volleyball!"
She wiped the sweat off her face and said seriously, "I just don't want you to be punished."
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