How to turn back my best friend who covets me [Rebirth]

After the Division of Arts and Sciences this semester, Qiao Xinran seldom saw Master Qi.

Not only because the liberal arts class and the science class are separated by two teaching buildings, but also because Qi Shaoshi usually runs to the attached middle school next door whenever he is free, so he has no time to glance at her at all.

Those bento gifts that she carefully prepared, and the opportunities to get along with her, all along with her self-esteem and face, were ruthlessly swept to the ground by Qi Shaoshi.

She can't remember how many times, she stopped Master Qi from confessing to please him in full view, but Master Qi didn't stop in his footsteps, and passed her by.

Sometimes Qi Shaoshi is really annoying, so he looks at her mercifully, and then sends her a word, "Get lost".

However, the more indifferent Qi Shaoshi is, the more she wants to face the difficulties. Doesn't it prove her charm that she can conquer a high-altitude flower like Qi Shaoshi?

Qiao Xinran fell into a vicious cycle. She knew that this kind of mentality was not desirable, but she never thought of changing it. Facing Master Qi's cold faces again and again, she became more and more motivated to fight.

Only at this moment, when she suddenly saw this scene by the window, her strong inner defense collapsed for a moment.

That handsome boy with brown hair, Wen Zhiqing whom she looked down on before, was sitting on a high stool in the shop, wearing a light blue denim jacket, which happened to match Master Qi's beige hooded jumper, in a warm The breath in the morning light is warm and steady.

Most of the girls in the shop were looking at him with blushing faces. Such a handsome and gentle boy patiently taught the girl with two ponytails next to him how to do the topic.

Even if the girl was stupid and clumsy, knocking off the juice for a while, and staining the cake on the sleeve for a while, he didn't look impatient at all. They wished they could be that girl and enjoy such little princess-like treatment.

Across the girl's seat, the stern black-haired boy was also baptized by the girls' eyes.

But he rested his cheek in one hand, turned the ballpoint pen in one hand, and kept his gaze fixed on Wen Zhiqing next to him. He could always catch the eyes that Wen Zhiqing turned his head to look at him occasionally, and then smiled at each other. It was a silent understanding.

Qiao Xinran was shocked and puzzled, did Master Qi have such gentle eyes when looking at people?Isn't he always defiant, with cold eyes, disdainful and arrogant?

The sound of "da da" from the small high-heeled leather boots sounded, and Master Qi followed the sound, just in time to see the back of Qiao Xinran leaving angrily.

Her friends chased her out of the store, wondering why she was leaving. Didn't she say she wanted to come to this store to rest for a while before shopping.

Qiao Xinran shook the expensive handbag and said angrily, "If you don't leave, why don't you stay and eat a mouthful of dog food!"

She never expected that she would lose to a boy, how could she be reconciled!

"What's wrong?" Wen Zhiqing looked at Master Qi and asked.

"It's nothing." Master Qi looked away and asked Wen Xiaoya, "What do you want for lunch?"

"Can I have that old grandpa's hamburger and fries?"

"KFC? All right, I'll treat you to eat."

"Xiaoya likes Brother Shao the most!" Wen Xiaoya was overwhelmed with surprise, and then turned her head to look at Wen Zhiqing with a guilty conscience. Wen Zhiqing is not only an expert in sports but also in health care. She is usually not allowed to eat more of these fast foods for fear that it will not be nutritious. more unhealthy.

Seeing that Wen Zhiqing didn't object, Wen Xiaoya tugged at Master Qi's sleeve and continued to act coquettishly to curry favor. Sure enough, with this brother around, An An would not bother her too much. She listened to An An, and An An would listen to this brother.

Wen Zhiqing has no objection because Wen Xiaoya has been thinking about her KFC since she came to Jiangcheng, and raising children is to have a tight bond and properly satisfy their wishes.

Wen Zhiqing, who was well versed in this principle, took Wen Xiaoya to the amusement park in the afternoon. He originally said he wanted to go to the movies, but remembered that Pang Junjie would invite them to dinner at night, so he went home.

Wen Xiaoya hasn't had enough fun yet, thinking about going out to play next time, but she didn't ask Wen Zhiqing, she wanted to please Master Qi instead.

In the past, she asked Wen Zhiqing for everything she wanted at home. Only Wen Zhiqing would pamper her on a large scale, and Li Hualian and Wen Xinrou managed her more strictly.

Master Qi fully agreed to Wen Xiaoya's request, sent her home in person, played with her for a while, and then went downstairs to Pang Junjie's house.

Wen Zhiqing and Pang Junjie were already busy preparing dishes in the kitchen, and Pang Junjie excitedly invited Master Qi to sit down to taste them. He and Wen Zhiqing each prepared a few dishes, secretly trying to compare their cooking skills.

As a result, the competition ended before it even started. Master Qi accurately skipped over all the dishes made by Pang Junjie, and only picked out the few dishes cooked by Wen Zhiqing as if he had installed a radar.

Pang Junjie was about to cry, but he drank alcohol desperately, howling in his mouth, "Why did I fail so much, I'm a waste, woo woo..."

These radishes and vegetables have their own preferences, and they don't meet Master Qi's taste, so Pang Junjie wouldn't be so discouraged.

Wen Zhiqing raised her hand and patted Pang Junjie's shoulder, "Little Fatty..."

"An'an, do you know!" Pang Junjie grabbed his hand and sobbed, "I'm not my father's real son."

"Ah?" Wen Zhiqing was startled, then turned to look at Master Qi.

Master Qi focused on Wen Zhiqing's grasped hand, and looked up at Wen Zhiqing with a dazed expression.

This news is a bit explosive. Could it be that Pan Lihong cuckolded Papa Pang?

Pang Junjie wiped away bitter tears, "My mother... was trafficked by human traffickers before, no, she was not sold, and was rescued by a nobleman, but she was also defiled by human traffickers because of her beauty... At that time, she had just graduated from university. I could have entered a foreign company as an executive, but later came back and married my father."

"My dad is a dick. He has nothing. It's just an ancestral wonton shop. He's so fat. Xiao misses his goddess all day long, but suddenly he gets the goddess' favor. He just married him. After going to the hospital for a few days, my mother told me about this..."

"Isn't it hard for your mother to hide it for so long?"

"Then isn't it hard for my mother to hide it for so many years?"

Master Qi brought a glass of beer to drink, then put it down, looked at Wen Zhiqing and Pang Junjie, who were talking almost in unison, and raised their foreheads in melancholy: These two people are really one-sided, so cute and stupid.

Pang Junjie took a sip from his wine glass, and Master Qi took the opportunity to grab Wen Zhiqing's hand back.

"No, my mother is really, that straightforward personality who can't hide her thoughts, she has kept it a secret for so many years! If she tells her, can my dad not want her? I still have to confess her, Goddess! Fatty The toad's wishful thinking of eating swan meat has come true, and it is really cheap for my dad."

"Don't say that. Uncle Pang has a good personality and loves his wife. He is also qualified to be a father. He complements your mother's personality. The two are just right."

"Woooo... An An, you really are an angel," Pang Junjie hugged Wen Zhiqing, and cried on his shoulder, "I didn't even tell Yunmei and the others, just because they would laugh at me, woo..."

Master Qi paused, organized his language and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"They will definitely laugh at me. My dad's genes combined with my mother's good genes really can't give me such a handsome appearance. I should also be a little fat!"

Wen Zhiqing rubbed her head, "They are jealous of you, you are so good, everyone will like you." Regardless of whether Pang Junjie is a child born of a crime or not, he is innocent.

"Hey... An An, you are so kind."

Master Qi was speechless for a moment, "Okay." Sure enough, he shouldn't place any expectations on the group of people in the attached middle school, only people with clear brains can play together.

"Little Fatty, Uncle Pang definitely doesn't want to divorce Aunt Hong, so what does your mother think? She has been..."

If this happened to other families, it would be the man asking for a divorce, but in the Pang family, Pan Lihong was tortured by her conscience and felt sorry for Pang's father.

"Am I going to be a child from a single-parent family that no one loves?" Pang Junjie twitched his body, with two tears in his eyes, then let go of Wen Zhiqing, picked up the microphone, and turned up the volume——

"Little cabbage, Dilihuang, at the age of 17, I have lost my mother, and it's hard to live with my father; I'm afraid that my father will marry Houliang, and after marrying Houliang, it will take three or two years; having a Didi is better than me... ...I think my mother is in a dream, my mother, my mother, my mother, ah——!"

The high-pitched sound is higher than the sound, comparable to Han Hong's version of "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau".

Master Qi regretted it very much, why did he come to Pang's house for this meal, when will he not be able to eat the dishes made by Wen Zhiqing!

Torment, pain, despair, how can someone sing so badly!He still had to pretend not to change his face, because he couldn't bully a child who was about to join the camp of single-parent families. God knows he was about to have a heart attack!

Wen Zhiqing stood up so that Master Qi could bury his head in his arms to isolate the noise. He also helped Master Qi cover his ears with both hands. His gentle expression was about to collapse.

Pang Junjie does have a clear and good voice, but he is a funny man with a tone deafness, and the singing that howls out is a double torture to the ears and the soul.

Fortunately, a woman's roar downstairs stopped Pang Junjie from disturbing the people in time.

"Enough! Pang Xiaopang, if I don't divorce your father, I won't do it! If you sing again, I'll go upstairs and beat you up!"

Pang Junjie immediately laughed through his tears, and his face changed so quickly that Wen Zhiqing and Qi Shaoshi couldn't stop laughing.

"Congratulations, Fatty, don't worry about whether you are with your father or your mother." Wen Zhiqing joked before going out.

Master Qi hooked his lips, and said in a slightly sarcastic tone, "Do you think he will have this kind of trouble?" It was obvious that he was partial to his mother.

"Hey, I love both mom and dad, and I want them all, and minors don't have to choose one or the other." Pang Junjie rubbed his hands and looked at Wen Zhiqing shyly.

"Well, An'an, although we have only known each other for a short time, I have always regarded you as a very good brother in my heart, better than Yunmei and the others. Well, did you just say that everyone likes me, then you ..."

Master Qi looked at Pang Junjie's shy little daughter-in-law, and instantly became vigilant. No wonder Nan Jinyun, Huang Jiajia, and so many friends, Pang Junjie didn't find anyone to confide in, so he told Wen Zhiqing about this "family ugliness"!By the way, he also brought one with him.

Master Qi looked serious, and he seemed to be threatening: "Even if you are a brother, you can't covet—"

"I'm sorry, but I just can't help liking Xiaoya!"

"Ah?" Wen Zhiqing was startled again, and turned to look at Master Qi.

Master Qi silently swallowed the second part of the sentence "I can't covet your brother".

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Sorry, I was about to go to class this morning, and I suddenly received a call from my family, saying that my grandpa passed away suddenly. It can’t be said that it was a bolt from the blue, because the old man has been in poor health and suffering from illnesses. I have already had this premonition.

Maybe grandpa is gone, he can be healthy and happy in heaven, but the living still can't accept it, always feel that death is a terrible thing, and the person who wants to see will never see again...

It is really the wise words that the ancients warned us that the son wants to support but does not wait for the relatives.

Today, March 3th, Monday, I took the train back to my hometown for a funeral vigil. The last time I hurried home in such a hurry was when my grandma left when I was in junior high school, and I was taking midterm exams at that time.

I may not be able to update regularly in the next two days. I will try my best to adjust my time and mood and come back. It will not be more than three days at the latest. Forgive me, thank you everyone, and bow.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me overlord,

Thanks to the little angel who voted [Landmine]: soft fragrance, 1 piece

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^