Honey First Love: The school grass is too fierce

"Mu Ning primary school girl!"

Yan Qingyi's sudden cry made Yan Yibin raise his eyes suddenly, but there were no familiar people around him, only then did he realize that he had been fooled, and his eyes dimmed again.

Seeing her younger brother's reaction, she raised the corners of her mouth in self-mocking: "Is it true that you will only react if I call Xiaoxiaomei?"

Yan Yibin ignored her.

"You should wake up, primary school girl is gone, this is what you and I have seen with our own eyes!" This was the first time she admitted the fact that Nangong Muning was not in front of Yan Yibin, even though It's too much to say, but she also wanted to let her brother come out of it.

"No, she didn't leave, she was always by my side." Yan Yibin said in a low voice.

"Enough! Don't lie to yourself, okay? There is no grass anywhere in the world, why bother to fall in love with a single flower. Don't tell me you don't understand this truth!"

He hooked his lips and smiled gloomyly twice, and looked up at Yan Qingyi: "It's good to say that there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, why bother to love a single flower, then tell me, can you give up Leng Xuanlin? Give up a The person you have always liked, can you do it!"

Facing Yan Yibin's questioning, she didn't say a word.

Yes, can she give up Leng Xuanlin?

Can't do it, that's for sure.

Then how could she still have the nerve to ask her younger brother to give up Nangong Muning?
"Since you can't do it, don't let me understand this truth!" After he finished speaking, he turned and went upstairs. This was the first time he had negative emotions in front of Yan Qingyi.

He also knew the reason why Yan Qingyi said this, but it was not so easy for him to give up Nangong Muning. Nangong Muning had already been deeply rooted in his heart, and it was not something anyone could uproot.

Even Yan Qingyi would not have this right.

The emotion for Nangong Muning has long surpassed liking, it is the only kind of love.

Mumu, can you still hear his thoughts?

Yan Qingyi looked at the people who went upstairs, his back looked so lonely, and his heart felt extremely uncomfortable.

She couldn't leave Leng Xuanlin, and she still thought that Yan Yibin didn't need to think about Nangong Muning, it was just a dream.

"Bin, you want to be happy. This is Mu Ning's real wish. If you still can't come out, the elementary school girl who looks at you in the sky will be sad. Even the parents who are far away in heaven don't want me Your son has become like this." She said softly with tears in her eyes.

Everything is done by her sister who is substandard, unable to protect her parents, and even her brother's only love. If she had investigated it earlier, such a thing would not have happened.

Mu Ning primary school girl, do you still blame her?
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Yan Yibin sat on the edge of the big bed, staring at the photo frame in his hand. The person in the photo frame was Nangong Muning, with a sweet smile on his mouth.

"Mumu, can you come back and stay with me? I really miss you so much, what should I do?" He touched his cheek inside the photo frame with one hand, tears dripped down his cheeks and splashed on the glass of the photo frame.

He had never missed someone so much, let alone a loved one.

It turns out that missing someone is such a pain.

"You said, we got together in such a haste, if we broke up later, would you think it was very funny?"

Recalling a sunny day, Nangong Muning's complexion was particularly good under the sun, and those clever eyes were looking at him with sparkle as if he could speak.

Yan Yibin looked at her puzzled: "Why do you think it's so funny? Besides, we're not in a hurry when we get together, okay? Look at how pious I confessed my love back then, but I even said it was hasty!"

"Okay, Bin, your confession is really good, I'm very touched, okay?" She purposely said a few words perfunctorily.

He pinched the tip of her nose mischievously: "Please, isn't your perfunctory way too fake?"

"Have you seen this top secret?"

"That's because you're too stupid!"

Nangong Muning stared at him in surprise: "You call me stupid? Why am I stupid?"

"Normally fools would admit that they are fools, so they have no way to admit it." Yan Yibin hit him mercilessly.

She nodded thoughtfully: "Oh, I think you just can't admit your stupidity!"
"Say it again?"

She shook her head: "If you don't say it, don't say it!"

"Sure?"

"Sure and sure!"

"Alright, tomorrow I'll consider kissing you forcefully in front of the whole school. It's a pretty good idea." Yan Yibin tried to threaten.

"you dare!"

"Then see if I dare."

"No, Bin, I was wrong. We have something to discuss, right?" Nangong Mu condensed a little and prayed kindly.

When Yan Yibin in the bedroom thought of these memories, Nangong Muning's every frown and smile tugged at his heartstrings.

Mumu, you must still be by his side, right?
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Yan Qingyi packed everything up and went downstairs, only then did he notice that there was no sign of Yan Yibin at home, so he made a special trip to Yan Yibin's bedroom, but found that there was no one there, presumably to see Nangong Mu Ning, but Of course she won't stop it.

After all, what Yan Yibin said last night was right, she couldn't do it herself, so how could she let her brother give up?
Afterwards, I simply tidied up and got ready for work.

Not long after, the phone rang, and it was a text message from Leng Xuanlin: My parents are coming soon, have you figured out how to surprise my dad yet?
Yan Qingyi replied without thinking: Surprise is a hammer, to be precise it should be shock.

Leng Xuanlin: Then you have to be careful.

Yan Qingyi: Am I the kind of person who doesn't have a b number in his heart?

Leng Xuanlin: Yes, yes, I know my mistake.

Yan Qingyi: (Laughing and crying) Well, Concubine Xuan, if you know your mistakes, you are still a good boy. I am an enlightened person and I will never blame you.

Leng Xuanlin: Come on, I'll give you some color and you're going to dye the house!
Yan Qingyi: Hey, Concubine Xuan, you are disobedient, be careful I will put you in the cold palace!
Leng Xuanlin: Alright, I'm waiting for your cold palace.

Yan Qingyi: ...can you still have fun?

Leng Xuanlin: Depends on your mood.

Yan Qingyi: ...My dear concubine, please be more polite to me, maybe one day I will throw a temper tantrum and run away from home!
Leng Xuanlin: Your majesty, my concubine knows my mistake. If you run away from home, I will be heartbroken, depressed, thinner, and in pain... (One hundred sad idioms are omitted here)
Yan Qingyi looked at Leng Xuanlin's pretentious skills in surprise, and had to admire his strength. It would be a waste of talent not to be the main debater in the debate, and she really underestimated him.

It seems that it is better to talk less in the future.