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"Oh, what did you say wrong?" Tan Ling was a little surprised, what happened that day was so clear and clear, why this kid could confidently say that he was not wrong at all.

"Hmph, the clean is clear. I can't lift the earth, and I can't pry the hearts of the people. Think whatever you like, I don't mind."

"I can't tell, you speak quite philosophically, and this sentence is quite interesting." Tan Ling's compliment made Mu Su's cheeks blush, and he thought, in fact, he didn't say that, but just paraphrased Qingfeng's words.

Only then was he finally willing to raise his noble eyes and take a look at Tan Ling. Tan Ling was looking at the scenery in front of him. From Musu's perspective, he had the illusion of seeing Tan Qingfeng. Could it be two surnames? Do the same people look similar at a certain moment?

"What are you looking at?" Tan Ling turned around and found that Mu Su was staring at him in a daze.

Mu Su withdrew his gaze and shook his head. He must have seen Tan Qingfeng every day recently, so he felt that Tan Ling looked a bit like him.However, it would be great if Tan Qingfeng's personality could be as sunny and cheerful as Tan Ling's, instead of being so old-fashioned and dull all day long.

"My house is here." Mu Su pointed to the neighborhood in front of him, motioned for the driver to stop at the door, and was about to open the door to leave, but was stopped by Tan Ling, "Give me your phone."

"Huh?" Although Mu Su was puzzled, he still handed it over.

Tan Ling entered his mobile phone number into Mu Su's mobile phone, but at this time he accidentally discovered that not only his surname was Tan, but another name popped up in the memo——Tan Qingfeng.

"This is my mobile phone number. If you don't call me, you won't know each other. Why don't you turn the battle into friendship?" Tan Ling shook the mobile phone in his hand and handed it to Mu Su. Mu Su tilted his head to think, and nodded vaguely.

The door of the taxi was closed, and Tan Ling looked at Mu Su's leaving back through the window, recalling the cell phone number that he quickly wrote down just now, and quickly entered it into the cell phone.

For some reason, he always felt that Tan Qingfeng repulsed him. The eyes he saw today seemed to carry such disgust, but where did this disgust come from?

If it was someone else, it might be a rival in study, but Tan Qingfeng met several times, and he always felt that he was not the kind of person who sharpened his head and read books. When did I offend him?

Just as he was about to go home by car, he saw that familiar figure again on the way. Tan Qingfeng was coming out of a vegetable market with some vegetables in his hand. Tan Ling hurriedly called the driver to stop by the side of the road.

Not far away, he could see very clearly that the dishes in Tan Qingfeng's hands were all vegetarian dishes, which seemed bland at first glance.At this time, he was staying at a fruit shop next to the entrance of the vegetable market, picking out the fruits that the shopkeeper had placed outside. No one cared about those "crooked melons and split dates" fruits. The aunt was out of place and looked extremely abrupt.

"Is he really that poor?"

Tan Ling walked into the fruit shop, bought a few bags of fruit, pretended to bump into Tan Qingfeng by accident, and the two met again as soon as he looked up.But in Tan Qingfeng's place, he treats Tan Ling like air.

"Boss, weigh it." Qingfeng walked around Tan Ling to the cashier, and Tan Ling continued to wait for him without getting angry.

The two came out of the fruit shop and walked side by side. Tan Ling handed over a bag of apples, "I bought a few more, and I'll share some with you."

"No, thank you."

Tan Ling persevered in following up, and insisted on stuffing the bag of apples to him, "Just treat it as my company for you, and the insulated bucket hasn't compensated you yet."

"You are enough." Qingfeng said lightly, and then sighed, "I said before, whether you apologize or not and whether I accept it are two different things. If you feel comfortable, please go back. I should go back. .”

"Tan Qingfeng, I don't think you are a stingy person, why do you just refuse to accept my apology?" Tan Ling grabbed Qingfeng's shoulder, but heard a "bang", and the collar button of Qingfeng's shirt fell apart It opened, revealing the deeply sunken collarbone, "I'm sorry."

Qingfeng tidied up her skirt, bent down to pick up the button from the ground, turned around and walked towards the bus stop without saying a word.

"Tan Qingfeng, in fact, I have always wanted to be friends with you. Although everyone thinks that we are rivals, I don't think so." Tan Ling stood there with him waiting for the bus, "Why do you always reject me? look?"

To be honest, Tan Ling was indeed a little disappointed. Today he met two people who ignored him, which was very rare in the past.

Qingfeng's tone of voice to him has always been very flat, as if talking to himself in the air, "Master Tan, not everyone is suitable to be friends, they are right, we are rivals, how about it?"

"Actually, the number of places in the school's competitions is not very important to me, but they like to exaggerate, saying that it is a competition between you and me, so why should you care?" Tan Ling always felt that Tan Qingfeng did not welcome him However, he always felt that if Tan Qingfeng could become friends, maybe he would understand himself better than anyone else, and of course he would Just thinking, thinking for no reason.

"You don't think it's important, some people think it's important, some things don't belong to you, maybe someone says it's yours, then it's yours, what's the use of you explaining it to me?" Qingfeng said It's quite ambiguous, but Tan Ling doesn't know the past, so it's inevitable that he can't understand it.

Qingfeng was the fastest for a while, but he was a little regretful. He really wanted to point to Tan Ling's nose and curse, "You and your mother are the main culprits who destroyed my family." However, he couldn't, so he added lightly, "Your surname is Tan, He is a young master who is loved by thousands of people, and my surname is Tan, I came from a poor family, my status, and my concept of environment are all very different, so I am destined not to be friends." After finishing speaking, I got on the bus on the way home .

Qingfeng knew that now he was isolated and helpless, without any strength or backing to support his impulsiveness, so no matter how angry and miserable the family was, he had to endure it.He didn't intend to compete with Tan Ling deliberately at school, it just seemed that the two of them could run into each other, and there was always a rivalry that caused him headaches.

Tan Ling didn't return home until the evening, and his parents had been sitting in the living room chatting for a long time. As soon as the son came back, the mother immediately came forward to greet him.

"I'm a little tired, let's go back to my room first."