What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 385 The "poor little boy" with heart disease 25
Since the last time I talked about Qu Yun, Fu Qiao paid little attention to her every move. They will soon be in the same class. There is not much intersection, and there is no substantial progress in their relationship. Qu Yun is no longer worthy of being her. Love rival.

Without Wu Lijuan's threat to her life, and now without Qu Yun's influence on the task, Fu Che spent a few days of peace and stability with Ren Qingsong, and then the one she had excluded from the list of rivals appeared in front of her. In front of Ren Qingsong.

It was a physical education class. Due to physical reasons, Fu Shen had been staying in the classroom. Ren Qingsong was worried about her. As soon as the teacher said it was dismissed, he returned to the classroom to be with her.

There is a rule in the Ninth Middle School. Since the first grade of senior high school, there is no physical education class in the second and third grades. Even if it is on the schedule, it will be replaced by Chinese or other regular classes. So the only few PE classes left in this semester, students They are all very cherished, and Ren Qingsong is usually the only one who returns to the classroom after the dissolution.

But this time is different, there is an extra rhyme.

She didn't go back to her seat after entering the classroom, but walked directly towards Fu Kai and Ren Qingsong. From the second Qu Yun put her eyes on her and Ren Qingsong, Fu Kai keenly noticed that she straightened her back and kept her eyes open. Face vigilantly looked at Qu Yun who was getting closer and closer to him.

Compared to Fu Che's vigilance, Ren Qingsong seemed much duller, all his attention was on Fu Che, even when he noticed Qu Yun, he felt a little inexplicable looking at Fu Che, and followed Fu Che to look at it .

Qu Yun walked to the aisle to the right of Ren Qingsong and stood still. In front of her was the right side of Ren Qingsong's desk, and in front of and behind the desk were Fu Chang and Ren Qingsong.

She turned half of her body to the left, and said in a relaxed tone, "Ren Qingsong, I have something to ask you for, can we go out and talk about it?"

There's something wrong with God damn it, and he clearly wants to confess!
Fu Qiao took Ren Qingsong's hand and slowly tightened it, his face was full of threats: If you dare to go out, you will be finished.

"No, you can talk here if you have anything to say," Ren Qingsong kept looking at Fu Qiao's face, and did not answer for a long time. Seeing the stalemate in the atmosphere, Fu Qiao opened his mouth to answer for Ren Qingsong.

But Qu Yun obviously didn't take her seriously, even though Ren Qingsong didn't look at her, Qu Yun still looked at Ren Qingsong with hope and expectation on her face, waiting for his answer.

Ren Qingsong still didn't respond, until Fu Qiao said sourly: "Quickly answer me, you can't let people wait here for you all the time."

"No." Ren Qingsong finally uttered three words, not as tender and affectionate as when he spoke to Fu Qiao, nor as cold and alienated as when he spoke to ordinary classmates, but with countless icicles Needle, Qi Qi shot towards Qu Yun's heart.

Not even an ordinary classmate, Qu Yun smiled self-deprecatingly, curving her lips that were slowly becoming straight, and ignored the sourness coming from her nose, "Ren Qingsong, I like you, I..."

"I don't like you," Ren Qingsong responded directly without any provocation this time.

The confession was interrupted, Qu Yun was stunned for a few seconds, and then she closed her eyes as if she didn't hear, and continued: "From the first second I saw you on the first day of school, I fell in love with you. I've been watching you silently, I know, maybe you haven't noticed me at all, but... But I want to ask you, can you give me a chance?"

The air became quiet, Fu Qiao and Ren Qingsong listened expressionlessly, after a few seconds of frozen atmosphere, Ren Qingsong replied in a colder voice than before: "Give me a chance, a chance to be a mistress, no. "

"I…"

"Student Qu Yun, as you said, I have never paid attention to you. The only impression I have of you is that you deliberately discredited the relationship between me and Fu Qiao in front of my parents and the parents of other classmates. Do you think you are worthy of my eyes for the person who does this kind of thing?"

Without waiting for Qu Yun to say another word, after Ren Qingsong's cold attitude, there was overwhelming anger, "Also, don't you think your liking is cheap, what you like at first sight, do you think it's love at first sight, no, It's just a flirt in a fancy dress, don't you think it's noble?"

"And your current so-called confession is carried out in front of my girlfriend. Your behavior will make us feel troubled and bored, and your confession is an interruption to me. "

Ren Qingsong spoke mercilessly, leaving no hope for Qu Yun.

Qu Yun was told by Ren Qingsong that her eyes were already full of tears. She bit her lips tightly and tried hard not to let the tears fall. With a blink of her eyes, the tears escaped her control and dripped from the sockets of her eyes. Covering his face, he mumbled three words and ran out of the classroom.

Finally there were only the two of them left in the classroom, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed. Fu Shen looked at the direction Qu Yun left and smacked his lips, deliberately complaining about Ren Qingsong: "Why are you speaking so harshly? Girls won't like you if you do this." Did you know that it made everyone cry."

"It's enough for you to like me. Why do I want other girls to like me?" Ren Qingsong shook his head, holding Fu Qi's face and kissing him.

Not to be outdone, Fu Qiao also held Ren Qingsong's face and pecked him on the lips, "Your mouth is really getting sweeter and sweeter."

"Isn't it because... the sweetest is the sweetest?"

"You," Fu Qiao rubbed his cheek wantonly, his heart full of sweetness.

Qu Yun didn't run very far, and she didn't know what happened to her, so she ran to the wall on the other side of the classroom and squatted down, crying silently.On the other side of the wall behind her were Fu Kai and Ren Qingsong who were talking sweetly.

The sweet words between them came into her ears, all of them were laughing at her unbearable, the ground was smeared with water stains like copper money grass, Qu Yun bit the back of her hand to prevent the voice in her throat from coming out. issued from the mouth.

Didn't such a result come to mind a long time ago? It's okay to fail once, and it's not like there won't be a next time.

But the soreness in her heart was like adding effervescent tablets, and it suddenly popped up, and she couldn't allow her to refuse.

After an unknown amount of time, the bell for the end of physical education class rang. Qu Yun quickly wiped away the tears on her face, went to the toilet to wash her face with a handful of water, and then walked back to the classroom as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Qiu saw that her eyes and nose were red, and asked her in a bluffing manner, "Qu Yun, what's wrong with you, who bullied you?"

She smiled and shook her head, "No, I just think that I will be separated from you next semester, and I feel a little bit reluctant."

What is even more reluctant is her youthful love that ended without a disease.

In fact, Ren Qingsong knows his own dark side is also quite good, Qu Yun comforted himself like this, at least he knows his other side that most people don't know.

It's really good, but my heart is a little sour.

Like the green plums in this season, it is sour and astringent.

　Qu Yun is probably like this. I originally wanted to give her a vicious female supporting character, but I wanted to finish the story quickly, and I couldn't bear to let it go, so I wrote an ending like this for her.

　　She's not good, but she's not bad either, she's just vanity and jealousy.

　　Love like a plum, I believe many people have it. Anyway, I think love that has no results is like an immature green plum, sour and astringent. It may be bitten into the mouth, but it cannot escape being swallowed. Spit it out, or the fate of being discarded after that sip.

　　It needs to be rare to meet such a person, hold back the sourness and eat it, and then relive the sourness.

　　It's not sweet, but it's enough to make you remember it when you eat it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)