raging fire meets warm sun

Regarding the message sent by Cheng Enxing, Pan Jiajia did not reply for a long time. Cheng Enxing was impatient for a while, so he called directly, and after answering the call, he went to the balcony. "En Xing." Pan Jiajia's gentle and well-behaved voice came from his ear.

"What are you doing, I sent you a message and didn't reply."

"I'm previewing tomorrow's homework, En Xing, do you have anything to do with me?"

Cheng Enxing rested his forehead with one hand, "Well, what's the matter with WeChat, why did you give my WeChat to your boyfriend?"

Pan Jiajia was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect it to be because of this matter, so she explained it to her in a good voice, looking very reasonable.

"The senior said that since we've met each other, there's no reason not to add a WeChat account to be friends, and I'll be very happy if you get along well in the future."

Cheng Enxing: ...

It seems that this child has been brainwashed seriously.

"Who wants to have a good relationship with him?"

"En Xing...Actually, I can see that you don't like his appearance very much, but...you are my best friend, I really hope that you can live in harmony, otherwise I will be in a difficult situation." Pan Jiajia said something from the heart, let Cheng Enxing had nothing to refute.

Cheng Enxing took a deep breath into the phone, "Okay, for you, I will try to accept it, okay, I won't disturb your study, I will hang up first."

"Well, bye En Xing." Pan Jiajia said softly.

After returning from the phone call, Cheng Enxing sat on the bed alone for a while, and finally decided to agree to Yang Junze's friend request, so he should expand the list and give Jiajia a face.

Putting down her phone, Cheng Enxing took her clothes to take a shower, came out of the shower and wiped her hair, Qiao Jiayan, who was lying on her bed reading a novel, said to her, "Enxing, your phone rang a lot just now."

"Really?" Cheng Enxing dubiously walked to the bedside and picked up his phone, what a guy, how busy he is to send her so many messages at once.

Yang Junze: Hello, hello, I am Yang Junze.

Yang Junze: I heard Jiajia say that your name is written like this, Cheng Enxing, right, Enxing... a bit Hanfan.

Yang Junze: I hope we can live in harmony as friends in the future.

Yang Junze: [expression package]

Yang Junze: What about people? [question.jpg]

Yang Junze: Are you there?

If this were Cheng Enxing's previous temper, no matter who he was, he would be blocked directly at 21, it would be so wordy.

What Jiajia said to her is still lingering in her mind, in order not to embarrass Jiajia, she will reluctantly bear it.

Cheng Enxing replied: Is there something wrong?

Yang Junze: Nothing, just chatting with you. [呲牙.jpg]

Cheng Enxing: Oh, if it's okay, I'm going to sleep.

Yang Junze: All right, you go to sleep, good night.

Good night?Sorry, Cheng Enxing doesn't have the habit of saying goodnight to people, especially men he doesn't know well.

After exiting the chat box with him, Cheng Enxing was about to open the game when another message popped up.

Xia Fangyu: There are not many classes in the freshman year. Remember to spend at least an hour learning English every day. After one semester, you will make significant progress.

Cheng Enxing: OK, I will write it down.

Xia Fangyu: It's getting late, go to bed early.

Cheng Enxing: Okay, good night, Teacher Xia.

Xia Fangyu: Good night.

The next morning, while Cheng Enxing was still asleep, her phone rang and woke her up instantly. She thought to herself who was killed by God, who sent her a message so early to disturb her dream. When she turned on the phone, it was that Yang Junze again. , is really endless.

Yang Junze: Good morning.

Ann, your sister, Cheng Enxing put down his phone angrily and rushed to the bathroom to solve his internal emergency.

Later, the more she thought about it, the more disgusting she felt. After all, Jiajia told her not long ago that when Yang Junze pursued her, he kept saying good morning and good night for a month. Now that Cheng Enxing received this, it was as disgusting as swallowing a fly.

She called Li Kexin on the way to class.

"Baby En Xing~ Did you miss me? You called me so early."

Cheng Enxing said blankly, "Be normal."

"Ahem, what's the matter." Li Kexin returned to normal in a second.

"I want to ask you a question, what do you think it means for a boy to send a girl good morning."

Li Kexin thought about it seriously, "Either he is interested in women, or he is just spreading the net with his heart."

"Then let me ask you another question. If that man has a girlfriend, how about he send good morning to his best friend?"

"Damn, that's a big problem!" Li Kexin exaggerated on the other end of the phone. After a while, she realized later, "The girlfriend you mentioned is you, right? Who has a boyfriend?"

"Sigh." Cheng Enxing thought for a while, and didn't plan to hide this matter, after all, Li Kexin was not an outsider, "It's Jiajia."

"Oh, the nerd who always goes to school with you and studies together?"

"Li Kexin, can you stop being so annoying, Jiajia is my good friend after all."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, don't be angry. You just said that it was Pan Jiajia's boyfriend who sent you good morning. Is that what you mean?"

"Yes." Cheng Enxing nodded.

"Although I don't talk to men, I have a lot of straight girlfriends around me, and I'm more or less aware of it. You'd better persuade Pan Jiajia, don't turn around and be deceived by others about your feelings and sex."

"The key is that I said it, but she didn't listen. The little girl is completely immersed in love." Cheng Enxing paused and said, "Okay, I won't talk to you for now. I'll be in the classroom soon. Give her a call to remind her."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Enxing called Pan Jiajia non-stop, feeling that he was as busy as the Secretary-General of the United Nations.

Qiao Jiayan stopped in front of the teaching building and wanted to ask Cheng Enxing what happened, but Cheng Enxing didn't have time to explain to her, so he waved his hand and said, "Go up first, don't worry about me, I'll make a call."

It took a long time for someone to answer the phone.

"Hey, En Xing, what's the matter." Pan Jiajia's voice was extremely low, and she answered the phone secretly.

"I still want to remind you of some things. Maybe you don't want to listen to them. Beware of Yang Junze. Get along with him for a while longer. Do you know how long you have a mind?"

Pan Jiajia smiled and said in a low voice, "I will, don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old."

But in Cheng Enxing's eyes, Jiajia's IQ, who is now in love, is no different from that of a three-year-old child, and he doesn't know what ecstasy soup that man Yang Junze gave her. Listening to him like this, Cheng Enxing is very worried that she will be hurt if this continues. .

"In short, don't be too in love with your brain. If you encounter any problems, just come to me and I will solve it for you, you know?" Cheng Enxing paused, "I won't tell you now, I'm in a hurry to go to class."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Junze, who was walking with Pan Jiajia, asked curiously, "What did Cheng Enxing say to you?"

Pan Jiajia smiled and shook her head, "No, just tell me something."

Cheng Enxing looked down at the time, and in less than a minute, he rang the class bell, and immediately rushed into the teaching building, starting to climb the stairs at the speed of life and death.

On this day, a visitor came to Qiao's house.

Only Xu Li was at home, and asked the housekeeper. The housekeeper said that the other party claimed to be a nurse who delivered babies at the People's Hospital 18 years ago, and she had to talk to her about some things.

Xu Li thought for a while that something might really be wrong, and immediately asked the housekeeper to bring her in.

After brewing tea, I didn't expect to meet again. It has been 18 years, and both parties are getting older.

"Tell me, what's the matter." Xu Li's tone was flat.

The middle-aged woman hesitated to speak, but finally said, "It's all my fault, eh, it caused such a big oolong today."

Xu Li raised her eyebrows lightly, "What's the matter?"

According to the other party, it is such a thing.

18 years ago, there was a woman who was in the delivery room with Xu Li. The two gave birth to two girls almost at the same time. The other party accidentally pasted the number plates of the two babies. She had already been carried away, and in order not to let the matter get worse, she had no choice but to bear it without telling her, and asked the Qiao family to bring back another baby girl.

In other words, the current daughter is not her own daughter. Xu Li's pupils dilated, she was shocked, and at the same time very angry, "Then why wait until today, 18 years later, to come to her suddenly."

The woman shook her head and felt very embarrassed, "The woman who gave birth with you back then came to me and admitted that she lost the girl because of patriarchy. Now she is very regretful and wants to find the child and see you again .”

Xu Li felt incredible after hearing this, and at the same time was very angry, "You mean, my biological daughter was thrown away by them?"

The woman waved her hands again and again, "Don't worry, your daughter is not in danger. She was picked up by a kind man and sent to an orphanage. Later, I heard that she was adopted by a family with infertility."

Even so, she still couldn't let go of her anger. All these years, she had been pampering Jiayan as a baby in her palm, but her own daughter was suffering outside, and it was hard to calm down when she thought about it.

"Mrs. Qiao...they want to meet Qiao Jiayan..."

Xu Li raised her eyes, her eye sockets were flushed, and she felt extremely uncomfortable, and asked, "They lost my daughter, so what right do they have to come to see Jiayan now?"

"But after all, Jiayan is also their biological daughter..."

"Then what about my daughter, who ever cared about my daughter." Xu Li cried emotionally as she spoke.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Qiao, this matter was my fault from the beginning to the end. I was just a nurse at the time. I was afraid of losing my job, so I kept it secret. In fact, I have been living in guilt all these years... ..."

Xu Li took a deep breath to calm down, and interrupted her, "Which orphanage is it?"

The woman froze for a moment, and quickly said, "I have the address here." After speaking, she took out a note from her pocket.

Xu Li reached out to take the note from the orphanage. She couldn't imagine how Qiao Zhiyan would feel when he came home and found out about it.

"Mrs. Qiao, about Qiao Jiayan's biological parents..."

Xu Li raised her head and said coldly, "Don't even think about it, I won't let Jiayan recognize them. People like them who abandon their children are not worthy of being parents at all." After speaking, she stood up , furiously said, "Housekeeper, see off the guests."

"But, Mrs. Joe, Mrs. Joe..."

The voice gradually faded away with the housekeeper's restraint. Xu Li raised her hand to rest her forehead and felt dizzy. The next second she took out her mobile phone and made a call, "Qiao Zhiyan, come back, something serious happened."

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