The white moonlight gl

Haida students are enthusiastic and free.

But in Mo Rantong's eyes, they were really too enthusiastic.

I saw that the long confession wall was densely pasted with photos of Feng Qingshui. Only a few of these photos were from the past, and most of them were fresh photos that were just released this morning.Mo Rantong's eyes lingered on those photos, and his heart was full of depression, wishing to tear them all to pieces.Mo Rantong always knew that there were many talented people in Haida, but at this moment, she was choking.I don't know which bastard was the first to put himself and Feng Qingshui together.

Some of the photos are okay, the posture is regular, generous, and it’s okay to post them, but more are intimate photos of close contact such as kisses, hugs, and holding hands. If there is not a line of small words at the bottom of each photo, go Writing this picture is purely yy like the goddess, don’t read it, don’t blame it, hello, me, everyone, what, Mo Rantong really wants to scold all eighteen generations of their ancestors.

Even so, she was still so annoyed that her chest felt tight and her head was dizzy, and the low air pressure around her almost became real, which attracted Luo Siqi's attention.

The distance between the two was only three or four meters, Luo Siqi had good eyesight, paused for a while on the black T-shirt and black jeans on Mo Rantong, and remembered the clothes Feng Qingshui wore in the morning: and the style on this person , The brand looks exactly the same, except that Feng Qingshui's top is red, which is more colorful, so...

Couple outfit?

Thinking of Feng Qingshui always looking down at a certain place during the meeting in the morning, Luo Siqi squinted her eyes, and an obscure light flashed in her eyes under the lens.

"Are you also Feng Qingshui's fan girl?"

He took the initiative to walk towards Mo Rantong, and stood still one meter away from him. Luo Siqi's voice was rigid and indifferent, and it was too cold. If Mo Rantong was in normal life, he would definitely feel restrained and uncomfortable, but right now, she dared to hate even the king of heaven.

"What do you mean?"

He tilted his head to look at this big man, too?

Is this that she has met other alumni who also like Feng Qingshui?Or does it mean that she herself is also a fan of Fengqing Shui?

Thinking of the possibility of the latter, Mo Rantong immediately became vigilant, she secretly looked at Luo Siqi, her heart skipped a beat, this president named Luo Siqi was good-looking, good-tempered, expensive She is so natural, out of tune with her surroundings, and looks like a good match for her sweetheart.

The hands clinging to the seams of the trousers on both sides were clenched into fists, and the nails were sunk into the flesh. Mo Rantong didn't know how fiercely she was staring at Luo Siqi at the moment, she looked like a hungry wolf. Startled by her.

"It seems that you are really her fan girl."

In the eyes of Luo Siqi, who has seen strong winds and waves, this unknown little wolf cub is still too immature. In your school, when you see a lot of people who like her, you just ask her out of habit, but..."

She twitched the corners of her mouth with a smirk, and Luo Siqi said quietly: "You are very different from other people. When I ask them, other people will be very happy and excited to tell me how good Fengqingshui is. , how much they like her, how beautiful and fascinating she is, etc., and you..."

Luo Siqi didn't say the rest, but Mo Rantong understood.

It's different, of course it's different. Others regard Feng Qingshui as an idol or as a belief. Although they also have a certain desire to possess Feng Qingshui, they also know that it is impossible and will not wishful thinking, so they will I am happy to share Fengqingshui with others, and I don't care how many people like it.

And what about her?

She was fine in the past, even though she saw a lot of semi-love rivals in Haida, she was just depressed and ignored them. The most outrageous thing she did was to scratch the love words engraved in various places, and then re-engraved her name. , and right now, the short time with that person has completely grown her appetite, she wants to monopolize him, she is bold, she just wants toads and toads to eat swan meat.

Even if she is stuffed to death, she still wants to eat.

There has never been a moment when he would understand his own thoughts more clearly than now, Mo Rantong's eyes flickered, he pursed his lips, and said, "Everyone is different."

Everyone is different, so what's so strange about her?

After understanding what Mo Rantong said, Luo Siqi nodded without denying it, and said, "You're right."

For some reason, she had a good impression of the person in front of her, Luo Siqi was silent for a while, and then suddenly said, "What is your relationship with Feng Qingshui?"

Mo Rantong: "..."

"The clothes on you are of the same brand and style as what she was wearing this morning." Seeing that the fair-looking girl blushed slightly, she opened her mouth to explain, but Luo Siqi calmly stopped her: "I miss you Maybe you don’t know it, this brand is not common, and few people have heard of it, let alone bought it.”

Mo Rantong: "..."

Luo Siqi: "So what's your name, and what's your relationship with her?"

Mo Rantong didn't reply, she's not stupid, Luo Siqi must have something to do with Feng Qingshui's concern about these issues, so, taking a small step back, Mo Rantong said: "President Luo, does my name matter to you? What is my relationship with her, then what is the relationship between you two, and why should I tell you?"

"...Probably because you call me Mr. Luo?"

Just as Feng Qingshui thought, Luo Siqi looked paralyzed, indifferent and abstinent, as if she didn't care about anything, she was a loyal and serious old cadre persona, but in fact, she was so dark and shrewd that all the crooked things in her heart The little fox is even more complicated. Compared with her at this time, Mo Rantong...

Forget it, it’s still not a comparison, it’s not a comparison at all.

A hundred ink stains can't compare.

The corners of her mouth, which had always been flat, curled into a small arc. Luo Siqi looked at the innocent and funny Mo Rantong, who had not yet been beaten by the society, and Mumu threatened: "If you don't tell me now, I will investigate. When I find out You, then don't blame me for holding grudges against you, I think you should know that I have the ability to find you, and even more able to put shoes on for you, but you can't resist at all."

Threat.

Naked, naked, naked threats.

Mo Rantong's face turned red, as if someone had slapped her hard, she stared at Luo Siqi in humiliation, trembling all over, but in the end, she compromised and said her name professionally Jing: "Okay, my name is Mo Rantong, Mo of Ink, Dye of Dyeing, and Tong of Tongyu. I am a freshman at Haishi University, majoring in English. I have a crush on Feng and Senior Sister Feng."

Luo Siqi was not satisfied after hearing this, and reminded her to focus on: "Clothes."

Mo Rantong: "...I work part-time at the Blue Bar. Last night, senior sister Feng was drinking at the Blue Bar and accidentally spilled the wine on me. Senior sister Feng had a good heart. Seeing that I was pitiful, she compensated me." One suit and nothing else."

Luo Siqi: "..."

The brows moved slightly, Luo Siqi didn't dare to think that Feng Qingshui would be so kind, but there was no need for this person to lie to her, or rather, he didn't dare to lie.

Nodding, Luo Siqi said, "I see."

After that, the two remained silent, Mo Rantong didn't want to leave first, and always felt that whoever left first would be shorter.

She puffed her cheeks, stood in a corner angrily, and fingernailed the photos on the confession wall. Of course, she was all other people.

As for Luo Siqi, she didn't pay much attention to Mo Rantong.

After all, what kind of identity is she, and what kind of identity is Mo Rantong? Just as people never care how many ants they trampled to death under their feet, Mo Rantong is not much stronger than ants in Luo Siqi's eyes.

Therefore, Luo Siqi, who didn't know Mo Ran's careful thinking, left after looking at the photos on the confession wall.

Mo Rantong, who "won" a game, was left alone.

Mo Rantong, who "won", was not happy. She was very wronged, very wronged. She looked at the alumni who had reunited here because of Luo Siqi's departure, and listened to them posting photos to express their admiration, and sharing how they met Feng in the morning. When Qing Shui was so excited, tears were about to fall.

She pursed her lips and went back to the dormitory. She was the only one in the dormitory, and everyone else had gone back to their homes, and she would leave school in a few days.

She wanted to call Feng Qingshui to complain about her grievances, but found that she had no contact information at all, and Mo Rantong's mood suddenly became even worse.

...

The next day, Mo Rantong asked for leave from the part-time job again.

Two days of leave in a row caused Mo Rantong a lot of losses. From the difficulty of asking for leave this time, she could understand that the other party was dissatisfied with her. Of course, except for the blue bar, but how should I put it, she seems to be full of sweethearts now Now, any part-time job or making money has become a cloud.

However, she didn't see her sweetheart when she came to that hotel. She asked the hotel waiter, and the waiter said that Ms. Feng had checked out last night.

a bolt from the blue.

Mo Rantong finally returned to school in a daze.

So what did Feng Qingshui do?

This matter started when Feng Qingye came to find her.Feng Qingye, Feng Qingshui's elder brother, the two of them are fraternal twins, Feng Qingye was born more than ten seconds earlier than Feng Qingshui, according to Grandpa Feng, when they were just born, they were placed together On Zhang's bed, the two of them separated after the little Feng Qingshui kicked Feng Qingye's head, almost turning him into a fool.However, this incident also established the foundation for Feng Qingshui to be the "boss".

Feng Qingye was on a business trip in Haidu during this period. He heard Grandpa Feng say that Feng Qingshui had come to Haidu, so he immediately contacted him to pick her up.

The Feng Qing Shui who was taken away was served with delicious food and drink, and she got a lot of good things from Feng Qing Ye, and she was a little bit reluctant to leave.

Later, it was still the book in her mind, constantly reminding her that she had something to do, so she struggled to get up from the sofa, counting the time, the little girl Mo Rantong should be in the blue bar right now, just drove off.

At this point, more than a week has passed.