Refinement, masculinity

The second semester of the third year of junior high school obviously became tense. Most of the people were studying, but there were still some people who didn't care. Rong belongs to another kind.

The start time of Xiuzhen Academy is half a month earlier than the senior high school entrance examination. Meng Ling once asked Duan Cheng why he didn't hold it during the summer vacation, so as not to delay the graduates. The grandson of one of them just happened to pass by, and when he heard it, he rushed in and slapped and rolled, saying that it should be done in advance, I was the first to sign up, there were a lot of homework at the end of the semester, and the exam was the most annoying thing, although I really don’t have to go to school and don’t care about my studies. But it's really cool to be so awesome to pass the exam!The elder loved his grandson so much that he made a decision on the spot.

Meng Ling was speechless for a moment.

Duan Cheng continued to explain that the academy opens every five years, and after entering, it is very likely that you will be selected into various sects. In a flash, decades and hundreds of years have passed, and your studies are all floating clouds. How to choose depends on your personal preference.

Meng Ling raised his eyebrows and retorted. The overall level of the third class is poor. It's hard to say whether they will take the road of cultivation in the future. If there are graduates among them, it will be delayed?

Duan Cheng shook his head and said that the people selected by the academy were not that bad and would not give up cultivation easily, but if there were, he could say hello to the academy and go after the exam.After he finished speaking, he rushed over and hugged him, and looked at him flatteringly: "Daughter-in-law, I will listen to you, I will go whenever you want, otherwise it will be so painful for me to stay alone in the empty room."

"..." Meng Ling silently pushed him away. When he just woke up, he thought about taking his body and studying hard to get ahead, but after so many things, he felt that there was a lot of trouble, and Qi Jun was watching him. Unable to live an ordinary life, the senior high school entrance examination was really useless to him, so he simply stopped studying and waited for school to leave.

The bell for the end of get out of class gradually stopped, and it was time for the big break. He got up and went to the playground, glanced sideways, and looked at the people in the class who were busy doing the questions, and suddenly understood the feeling of the precious grandson of the veteran. He had to admit that there was no need for exams. Really cool.

Qi Jun's breakfast offensive didn't work, so he appeared at the door on time at this moment, and looked at him with a smile: "Xiaodong."

Meng Ling nodded to him politely, passed him and left.

Qi Jun followed quickly: "Do you still remember how to do exercises during recess?"

"Ah."

"What else can you think of? Is there anyone who is impressive?" Qi Jun walked side by side with him, with a gentle tone and a generous demeanor. If he is not familiar with his temperament, no one will hate him.

"No."

Qi Jun comforted softly: "It's okay, don't rush, think slowly, and the memory will always be restored."

"Ah."

"If you can think of anything, please feel free to talk to me. If you don't understand something or encounter difficulties, you can also come to me."

"Oh."

Qi Jun heard that he was coping all the time, and was quite helpless: "Can't you say a few more words?"

"Well, goodbye." Meng Ling glanced at the playground, saw the people in the same class, followed them to the designated position and stood up, and rewarded him with two words by the way.

Qi Jun looked at his back, a cold light flashed in his eyes for a moment, and then quickly disappeared.

After the dissolution, Meng Ling saw someone again without any surprise, and finally spoke first: "You really linger."

Qi Jun paused, seeing that his expression was indifferent, and he still looked like he was refusing people thousands of miles away, so he couldn't help sighing: "You still don't believe that we are a couple?"

"I gave you a chance yesterday."

Qi Jun knew that he was referring to the bunch of problems, and suddenly smiled wryly: "We started together last semester, we are so busy with studies, we hardly have much time to spend together," he paused, and slowed down his voice, "I must pay attention in the future, don't be angry OK, okay?"

"You are a stranger to me, so you can't be angry."

Qi Jun's voice was a little sad: "How could they be strangers, we obviously..."

Meng Ling interrupted: "I heard that you didn't have the habit of bringing me breakfast before."

Qi Jun was stunned, but he didn't speak yet, only to hear him continue: "But you suddenly brought it. There are two possibilities. One is that you were guilty of what I told you yesterday, and you want to please me for a reason. Two," Meng Ling said. Looking at him, "There is nothing to show courteousness to, either adultery or robbery."

Qi Jun shuddered slightly, only to feel that those eyes were dark and deep, giving people the illusion of being seen through, he collected himself, and said sincerely: "Xiaodong, you are an orphan, what can I do to you?"

"Yeah, I don't know either." Meng Ling looked calmly, "But you really don't give me a good impression. No matter what you say now, I don't believe it."

Qi Jun looked at him, and his heart slowly sank. This person is too smart and vigilant, and he is far behind Meng Xiaodong. If the spiritual energy on his body is not as thin as before, he would think that This is the spirit.

"I'm here." Meng Ling ignored him and turned to enter the classroom.

Qi Jun watched him leave, subconsciously frowned, it was just amnesia, how could there be such a big change?

The class bell rang quickly, and Meng Ling was bored listening to the lecture, but what he thought in his heart was that according to the enthusiasm of the hypocrite just now, he would definitely show up at noon.

He thought well, as soon as noon came, Qi Jun came and wanted to take him to dinner.

Meng Ling still chose to live with her roommates. Those few people were probably pulled away by someone for a conversation, and they all said that they were a couple and didn't want to be light bulbs.

"Xiaodong, go with him, you used to like him so much, maybe you can remember something when you're with him," the roommate saw that he was silent, and continued to persuade, "You are really a couple, if you don't believe us, you can ask other people .”

Meng Ling finally said, "Okay, I believe it."

Qi Jun was overjoyed, and wanted to pull him: "Xiaodong..."

Meng Ling backed away and said indifferently, "Let's break up."

Everyone gasped, Qi Jun froze in vain: "...what?"

"I said I want to break up with you."

Qi Jun couldn't believe it, and almost couldn't maintain the expression on his face: "Why?"

"Because I don't like you, is that enough reason?"

Qi Jun: "..."

"Look at it," Meng Ling said without any sincerity in consolation, "Maybe one day when I recover my memory, I will like you again. Since you love me so much, you shouldn't mind waiting for me to recover slowly, right?"

"of course, I……"

"That's enough," Meng Ling interrupted, beckoning to his roommate, "Let's go, let's eat."

Everyone looked at Qi Jun sympathetically again, stepped forward to pat his shoulders, and followed Meng Ling away.

Qi Jun stood where he was, his face changed again and again, and he didn't pull his face down to catch up after all.

After this episode, Meng Ling spent the rest of the time quite peacefully. He didn't see someone again until the evening self-study was over. He couldn't help being surprised. He thought this person would never show up again today, but he dared to come.

"Let me take you back to the dormitory." Qi Jun forced a smile, his voice was so lonely that people couldn't bear to refuse at first glance, "Even if we broke up, we will still be friends."

Meng Ling's roommates looked at each other, pushed Meng Ling to him, and left quickly.

Qi Jun looked at him: "Let's go."

Meng Ling hummed, and walked out of the teaching building one after the other.

Le Rong stood at the door and watched without saying a word. Normally, she would have stepped in a long time ago, but after discovering that secret and adding what happened yesterday, she became more and more sure that the words on Meng Xiaodong's body were Really, but she didn't dare to tell Qi Jun, she was afraid that he would think that it was her relationship that caused the Duan family's revenge, and now he can only let him find out slowly.

The teaching building and the dormitory area are at both ends of the school, and the road is full of people, which is very lively.Qi Jun deliberately slowed down, fell behind the crowd, and said softly: "You are right to suspect, I really didn't care enough about you before, no, it should be said that I used to care about you, but later I found that you liked me more and more, so I was a little I'm so flustered, there is always one of the two sides in love who pays more, you are the one, you make me feel that you will never leave me, who knows now..."

Meng Ling listened quietly with an indifferent expression, as if she was listening to someone else's story.

Qi Jun observed him and continued: "When I knew you had forgotten me, I panicked. I've never been so scared, so I kept approaching you, wanting you to think of me."

"You can wait."

"I don't want to wait," Qi Jun looked at him, "I just need to think that you are no longer mine, I feel bad, Xiaodong, even if you hate me now, it doesn't matter, let's do it again, from being friends, this time let me I'm the one who pays more, huh?"

Meng Ling didn't answer. Facing such an affectionate interpretation by the hypocrite, he was really at a loss for words.

"I know you must be thinking about how to refute me again," Qi Jun smiled, "You have become eloquent since you lost your memory."

Meng Ling was silent for a moment: "What was I like before?"

"Very introverted," Qi Jun felt complacent when he finally loosened his attitude, and said softly, "He doesn't talk much, but is very kind."

"Oh, what do you like about me?"

"There's no reason to like someone."

Meng Ling looked at him, really wanting to smash a catty of rotten eggs in his face.

The two had arrived at the dormitory area while they were talking, Qi Jun patted his head: "Okay, go up, go to bed early at night, don't stay up late, remember not to buy food tomorrow, I will bring breakfast for you."

He stood under the lamppost, the warm light hit his face, making his eyes more gentle, this person always knows how to bring out his greatest charm.

Meng Ling looked at him: "You..."

Qi Jun's heart moved: "What? Did you remember something?"

Meng Ling shook his head, still staring at him: "Did I say a word to you before?"

Qi Jun inexplicably remembered that when he was chasing Meng Xiaodong back then, the man said with a blushing face that you look so good, he couldn't help secretly delighting: "What?"

"forget it. I'm done here."

"It's okay, I won't be angry no matter what it is," Qi Jun gently encouraged, "Say it."

"Well, I don't know why, but your laugh makes me feel a little sick," Meng Ling suggested sincerely, "Laugh less in the future."

Qi Jun: "..."

"That's it, goodbye."

Qi Jun: "..."

Meng Ling didn't bother to pay attention to his expression, went back to the dormitory to wash up, and sat quietly on the bed after turning off the lights.

Duan Cheng came quickly, and rushed over to hug him: "Aren't you afraid to annoy him and let him do it immediately?" He paused, "But he dared to say so many love words to you, I almost rushed down and cut him alive! "

"It's risky to do it. His cold marrow is gone. Before he does it, he must trick me into stealing it again." Meng Ling glanced at him, "Calm down, I didn't take what he said seriously."

"That's right, what's the use of saying so much," Duan Cheng kissed him hard on the lips, "Daughter-in-law, I love you, look, I'm so real."

Meng Ling: "..."