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By the way, my junior high school classmate, is Zhang Manhua your classmate's boyfriend?

Jing Yi nodded: yes.

I made a long sound: Your classmate is about 6 years older than Zhang Manhua.

Jing Yi smiled: It's more than that, 9 years old.

I was stunned, and turned to look at her. She seemed to have received my doubts, and slowly explained: I went to school early, and then I skipped a grade, so my classmates are generally two or three years older than me.After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at me, and then turned back: Don't think that I am six years older than you, but I am actually nine years older than you.

Ninety-nine ninety-ninth session.

So actually, she is nine years away from me.

You gave birth to me before I was born, and I gave birth to you in compulsory education.

I swallowed, feeling something was wrong.

Weren't you only in the fourth year when you taught me? Why is it the ninth year? I looked at her and asked.

Jing Yi thought for a moment, then asked me: Who told you that I was a senior at that time?

Me: Uh, I don't know.

Jing Yi smiled, and seemed to understand: I had just graduated from graduate school at that time, you may have misunderstood.

I oh.

A few minutes later, I found what I wanted to say again, and I coughed and said: Then, will Zhang Manhua and the others get along awkward?

Jing Yi smiled: How would I know.She turned a corner: what we see is not the same as it is.

I pouted.

makes sense.

I coughed, found my purpose, and asked again: What about you, do you think it would be suitable for a couple who are six, seven, eighty or nine years old?

Maybe it's because I brought up the topic a little late, or maybe my rhythm got stuck. After saying this, I've already arrived downstairs in the dormitory.

She slammed the brakes and slammed my heart that had been gripping me hard, and a numbness suddenly spread throughout my body. I held the bag in my hand tightly and waited for her answer.

But she smiled inappropriately. This smile seemed to me to contain a lot of helplessness. She turned to look at me: Coco

But I just called my name. After I finished calling, I seemed to think of something, and laughed again, but there was no more words.

The quietness in the car was in stark contrast to the beating of my heart. Although life experience told me that she would not know my nervousness or feel my violent beating at the moment, I still Very scared.

The sources of this fear are too numerous to fathom.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was less than ten seconds, or maybe five minutes had passed, we were speechless, and no one knew what we were waiting for.

I went back, thank you teacher.In the end, I was the first to speak. After I finished speaking, I immediately unfastened my seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car without any hesitation.

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☆、Chapter 23

When the scholarship was handed out, my roommates were more excited than I was. They discussed for over an hour before deciding where to have dinner, and then went to the ktv upstairs.

The atmosphere was high all night, and Ying Qing, who was in charge of ordering songs, managed to make us roar all night based on the principle of how high the song should be.

Towards the end, the voices of the four people were a little hoarse, but they still patted me on the shoulder very solemnly, and asked me to study hard, and gave them more opportunities to organize such meaningful dormitory activities to promote unity , to promote the harmonious development of society.

I listened to the golden sentences they spoke repeatedly, nodded very seriously, and promised to work hard and live up to the expectations of the leaders.

Finally, the three leaders raised their heads and clinked glasses with me.

After the scene was over, Yingqing counted a few gentle songs, and everyone started playing with their mobile phones and chatting with microphones in boredom.

Chatted with celebrities, chatted with the class next door, chatted with friends, and finally stopped the topic on me.

Huang Ye asked: Ke Ke, how are you and that senior?

Me and that senior.

The behavior of the senior a few days ago finally proved that I was not thinking too much before.At the end of a practice session that was still dark and windy, when he insisted on sending me back, he confessed to me at the door of the dormitory area.

For me, someone confessing his love is of course a good thing for me to secretly enjoy. It shows that I still have merits in myself, and there are still people who like me, and the person who likes me is not bad.

He said that he had a good impression of me and that he was very happy to know that I was single. Then he said a few hundred words about how he felt when I met and got along. It sounded like he was reading a romance novel. Finally, he concluded, saying It doesn't matter if you don't feel for him now, can you give him a chance to get close to me and let me try to get close to him.

Some time ago, I was deeply poisoned by He Yuan's theory of honest people. I think the senior said such a long paragraph with ease, which only shows that he is very experienced in this field and must not be an honest person.

I said, I don't want to.

Turn around and run away after speaking.

After I went back, I told He Yuan about it, and He Yuan laughed a few times, and it was exactly as I thought, saying, this senior is dishonest!

Later, Huang Ye also asked me about this matter, and I felt that I had nothing to hide, so I told her, she said a few words about what a pity, what a pity, and there was no further text.