Qiao Qing stood on one leg, looking at the two broad backs in front of him, feeling a little embarrassed.
It's not a good idea to choose anyone at this time.
She waved her hands, "No, no, just help me back."
Meng Ruihe and Yan Hewei bent over, looking into each other's eyes, their eyes still contesting each other.
It was only after Qiao Qing spoke that the two men helped Qiao Qing down the stairs.
After walking for a while, Qiao Qing found it really difficult to move on one foot.
Yan He and Meng Ruihe's frowning brows never relaxed.
Meng Ruihe pulled Qiao Qing's hand to his neck, and then he lifted Qiao Qing up with his slender and powerful arms, "Let's go to the hospital first."
Yan He looked at his empty hand and seriously suspected that Meng Ruihe had noticed his intention.
Qiao Qing put her arms around Meng Ruihe's neck, and her fair and clean face suddenly turned a shade of red, adding a touch of color to her beautiful and sweet face.
She looked at Meng Ruihe with rippling eyes and refused: "It's a bit late today, it will delay your return home, just send me downstairs later."
He lowered his eyes and thought for a second, "And now I feel the pain has eased a lot."
Yan He put his hands in his pockets, carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, and walked to Meng Ruihe.
There was a trace of concern in his dark eyes, and his thick black eyebrows were tightly knitted. "It won't take much time, it's better to go to the hospital."
Although Meng Ruihe didn't say anything, he also agreed.
In the end, Qiao Qing couldn't resist the two and went to the hospital.
Fortunately, the foot injury was real, but not as serious as she showed, otherwise she really couldn't explain it clearly.
The doctor treated her and applied some medicine.
There shouldn't be any problem tomorrow.
Qiao Qing's fair face looked at the two of them with a blushing look in her eyes. She was embarrassed and said, "It's not a serious injury. I'm sorry to bother you two to accompany me."
Upon learning that there was no serious problem with Qiao Qing's foot, Yan He and Meng Ruihe both breathed a sigh of relief and their tightly furrowed brows relaxed.
Meng Ruihe still had a bright smile on his face, "The most important thing is that you are okay, and it's not a big deal."
Compared to Meng Ruihe's gentle appearance, Yan He seemed a little cold. He pursed his lips and said, "Be more careful next time."
The concern could not be concealed in his words.
They originally wanted to send Qiao Qing downstairs and leave, but considering that Qiao Qing lived in an old residential building without an elevator, they carried Qiao Qing upstairs.
Let go of Qiao Qing.
Just as Qiao Qing was about to thank her, the door of her house opened.
"Qiao Qiao, why are you back so late?"
Qiao's mother's voice appeared behind her. Qiao Qing suddenly froze. She didn't expect to let these two people meet Qiao's mother.
He quickly winked at Yan He and Meng Ruihe.
He waved at them and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and leave."
However, Meng Ruihe did not see Qiao Qing's expression, and did not fully understand it. He gave a polite smile and greeted Qiao's mother.
"Hello, Auntie."
He has handsome eyebrows, regular and three-dimensional facial features, a bright and sunny smile, and is wearing Huaying school uniform. He has an elegant and refreshing temperament. He leaves a good impression at first glance.
When Mother Qiao heard the voice, her eyes fell on Meng Ruihe.
"Hello, hello. Are you Qiao Qiao's classmate?"
Yan He also greeted him.
A slight arc appeared on his lips, "Hello, Auntie."
Mother Qiao also saw Yan He. Although there was a faint smile on his angular face, there was some depth in his pair of dark eyes, and his whole body had an extraordinary aura.
Both wearing Huaying school uniform and both being around 1.80 meters tall, Yan He and Meng Ruihe give people different feelings, seeming more mature and stable.
She smiled gently and nodded, "Hello."
Mother Qiao knew that Huaying was full of talented people, and it was obvious that these two children were not ordinary people like them. However, she would not interfere too much in the children's friendships, so she did not ask too many questions.
Qiao Qing resisted the urge to cover her face as she listened. This was the first time she brought a classmate home, and a male classmate at that.
The most important ones are two.
She didn't know what Qiao's mother was thinking. A sweet smile instantly appeared on her fair and delicate face, and she turned around to look at Qiao's mother.
I explained softly, "Mom, I accidentally hurt my foot today, and two of my classmates sent me back home."
As he spoke, he pointed to his bandaged ankle.
"What happened to you, kid? You were fine during the day, weren't you?"
When Qiao's mother's eyes fell on Qiao Qing's feet, they were suddenly filled with worry, and she hurried forward to support Qiao Qing.
"How can you be so careless? You are already such a grown-up."
She turned to look at Meng Ruihe and the other man and spoke warmly and cordially.
"I really want to thank you two today. If you don't mind, please stay for dinner and leave."
Qiao Qing patted her mother's hand in disapproval. A gleam of light flashed across her eyes. She pouted her pink lips and said coquettishly, "I must go home for dinner. It's so late."
She turned her head to look at Meng Ruihe, and her gaze fell on Yan He again.
"It's been troublesome today, but now it's okay, you can go home first."
Mrs. Qiao invited him sincerely.
"How can you talk like that, kid?"
Meng Ruihe and Yan He looked at each other.
Surprisingly, the two of them were actually shameless enough to stay for dinner.
Qiao's mother treated them very well. They were not only guests, but also classmates who were helping Qiao Qing. They would study at Huaying in the future, so they could also take care of Qiao Qing.
Take out the fruits from the refrigerator, cut them, and turn the plate.
Brought it to the table in the living room.
Meng Ruihe and Yan He sat on the side, looking extremely reserved and serious.
She didn’t know if it was her illusion, but the atmosphere between these two handsome boys was a bit weird. She didn’t know if they had a fight.
"Qiao Qiao, why are you hiding in your room? Come out and talk to your classmates."
Then he smiled kindly and gently at Meng Ruihe and the others, "Do as you please, just treat this as your own home."
After Qiao Qing put down his schoolbag, he planned to change his clothes.
It's just that my feet are inconvenient, so even changing clothes is much slower.
She took off her school uniform and took a look at the clothes in the closet. Her white fingers, like scallions, moved across them one by one, finally landing on a light pink loose sweatshirt.
It’s better to dress casually at home. Because of the injury on my feet, I changed my skirt into loose white shorts.
She smoothed her loose black hair.
Just then I heard Qiao's mother's voice.
She put on her furry slippers and walked out of the bedroom.
Looking at Meng Ruihe and Yan He who were sitting on the sofa and ignoring each other, Qiao Qing couldn't help but want to laugh for some reason. Her watery eyes were curved, full of affection, and there was a bright smile on her shiny white face.
Meng Ruihe and Yan He heard the sound of the door opening and looked in the direction of Qiao Qing.
Qiao Qing seemed to have changed her whole style. The combination of pink and white made her, who was already fair, look even whiter and more eye-catching.
A pair of straight and slender legs gleamed with a lustrous luster under the light, and the skin was as delicate as warm jade.
I just felt that a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes at the same time.
Then, as if his eyes were burned, he quickly shifted his gaze.
Before going to school, Qiao Qing didn't wear school uniform most of the time, but at school, among the many school uniforms, pants are definitely the most conspicuous, and most of the time he wears casual clothes.
Even if it is to highlight her pure and sweet style, she only wears fresh dresses or pleated skirts that are not higher than the knees.
But during class time, who would pay too much attention to what others are wearing?
Meng Ruihe had not met Qiao Qing many times before, and this was the first time he saw Qiao Qing dressed like this.
"Do you want to watch TV?"
Qiao Qing didn't pay attention to the expressions of the two people. She bent down, took out the remote control from the drawer, and turned on the TV.
He walked slowly towards the empty space between the two of them.
The two people were separated by a long distance as if there was a 38th parallel, so Qiao Qing could only sit in the middle.
After Qiao Qing sat down, Meng Ruihe moved a little closer to Qiao Qing, and so did Yan He.
“I rarely watch TV.”
Meng Ruihe looked at the small TV in front of him and said with a smile.
Yan He put his hands together on his knees, turned to look at Qiao Qing, and agreed.
“I seldom watch it either.”
Both of his parents are workaholics. They are basically either out socializing or on business trips every day and rarely have time to go home.
Even though the TV took up most of the wall, he had no interest in watching it alone. It was better to watch the small screen in front of him, which at least had the warmth of home.
Meng Ruihe is better off than Yan He. He lost his mother when he was young and was raised by his father Meng.
Fearing that he lacked maternal love, Meng's father indulged Meng Ruihe in everything from childhood to adulthood. Fortunately, he was relatively sensible, so he did not grow up astray in this doting.
Although Mr. Meng would go home for dinner, he was also very busy at work. After dinner, he would go back to his study to start working.
I might watch cartoons with him when he was a child, but that never happened again after he grew up.
Qiao Qing unexpectedly replied, "I seldom watch it either."
As expected, this attracted some surprised looks from the two people.
She couldn't help laughing. "I'm very busy with my studies. I've been studying hard since junior high school. I'm under pressure. I don't even have enough time to read books every day, so how can I have time to watch TV?"
Thinking back to the hard work I had done in the past, I felt a little emotional, "Actually, this kind of life is quite fulfilling."
Yan He and Meng Ruihe listened to Qiao Qing's words silently, looked at Qiao Qing's handsome profile, and fell into deep thought.
He glanced at both of them.
“Don’t you have any pressure from studying?”
Meng Ruihe spoke first. He smiled casually and said, "There is definitely pressure."
But the pressure will definitely be a lot less. I have received one-on-one tutoring since I was young, so my foundation must be very good. I have never worried about school.
Even if there is pressure, I just feel that the study time is longer.
So he may not be able to understand what Qiao Qing said about the fulfillment of reading every day, but he feels sorry for her and admires her perseverance.
"Yeah. But..."
The depression in Yan He's eyes dissipated a lot, and he smiled lightly, "I think it's a great thing to persist in doing what you want to do for a long time and work hard. So pressure is also motivation."
Qiao Qing nodded, "Yes, it is because we have a goal that the direction we are heading in is clearer and we won't get lost."
"Aren't we talking about TV issues? Why are we talking about this?"
She was smiling, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, her eyes fixed on the TV. Her fingers holding the remote control were white and clean, with long and distinct knuckles.
"Let's watch a cartoon and reminisce about our childhood."
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