An epic confrontation between white lotus and green tea

Ye Weixiao is a kind and patient girl.

She is a real, kind and strong, simple and motivated, calm and excellent, good girl.

Zhen Qingning ate the breakfast made by Ye Weixiao's mother, looked at Ye Weixiao who was carefully handing out red dates and white fungus porridge to herself with a spoon, and put a cashew nut that Ye Weixiao had peeled into her mouth, tears filled her eyes. Insatiable: "Would you like to accompany me to pick up a flower in the school flower bed?"

Ye Weixiao looked at Zhen Qingning in surprise, but hesitated to speak.

Zhen Qingning looked at her expression and sighed desolately: "Do you think I'm wicked?"

"..." The words in his heart were suddenly uttered, Ye Weixiao reflected on his own meanness, after all, he still didn't speak nonsense against his conscience, and just nodded: "This is not very good."

Zhen Qingning shook her head in frustration: "Okay then."

Just when Ye Weixiao thought she had given up on this idea and was just a little happy, she was excited again: "Then I will go by myself."

Ye Weixiao looked at Zhen Qingning, and Zhen Qingning also looked at Ye Weixiao.

Ye Weixiao sighed as if surrendering, and pushed the bowl in front of her: "Drink."

At noon, Zhen Qingning went to change into a black sweater with a hood, holding a shelf and sharing experience with Xu Yunge behind. Chunchun taught: "It's dark there, wear black, wear a hat, don't tie your hair up, let your hair spread out in front, who will you?" I can't even see who I am."

Xu Yunge imagined that scene for a while, and frowned: "No, you should wear white, so that everyone will think it's Sadako, and no one will doubt you."

Zhen Qingning has made up her mind to go, and now she didn't give up after hearing such words, and ran out to the flower bed near the bamboo forest in the far corner after class in the evening.

In the real corner, there are no people, only the swaying bamboo, which is cast mottled shadows on the ground by the moonlight.Like algae criss-crossing in the water.There are also mosquitoes that are particularly rampant because there are no people but plants, buzzing around Zhen Qingning's ears.

Zhen Qingning wore a black mask, looked around furtively around the environment, looked at a yellow rose flower, and stretched out her sinful hand.

Did not pull it down.

Zhen Qingning looked at the broken flower in disbelief, stretched out her hand and continued to break it, but it still didn't break.

The stem in the core has been broken, but the fibers on the surface are still intact.

Ah this.

Zhen Qingning stretched out her hand anxiously, trying to struggle to the death.

No, no, it's the first time I do this kind of thing, it won't be so miserable, right?

Zhen Qingning's back was sweating, pinching the flower, feeling helpless.

A hand was suddenly stretched out from behind, the finger was as thin and white as an onion root, and a pair of small scissors hung from the second joint of the finger, which would not fall off.

Zhen Qingning was startled, turned around subconsciously, and almost bumped into the face of the person.

She was supported, and stared blankly at Qiu Nianming's slightly lowered eyes and straight nose bridge.

Qiu Nianming leaned over from her waist, turned the scissors on his fingers, and neatly cut off the flowers that Zhen Qingning couldn't break off.Wiping Zhen Qingning's waist with the other hand, he reached out to catch the flower that was about to fall.

Because of her slightly leaning posture, her head was almost touching Zhen Qingning's shoulder.Zhen Qingning didn't dare to move at first, but her waist was numb from such a light touch, and the back of her waist felt cold for some reason, and goose bumps immediately appeared.

Qiu Nianming caught the flower and handed it to Zhen Qingning.Before Zhen Qingning recovered from the numbness, she trimmed the flower branches carefully, cut off the thorns on the stems one by one, and put them in Zhen Qingning's hands.

Zhen Qingning stared blankly at the flower in her hand, and Qiu Nianming's hand that was slowly moving away—why was she bitten by a mosquito again?

Qiu Nianming touched the mosquito bag in his hand as if nothing had happened, turned the scissors, and looked at Zhen Qingning indifferently: "What virtue do you want to lack?"

Zhen Qingning shook her head quickly: "No need."

Qiu Nianming was still looking at Zhen Qingning, his expression was not very good.

Zhen Qingning looked at her expression, and was a little annoyed by the buzzing of mosquitoes here. She looked at Qiu Nianming and suggested, "Let's go?"

Qiu Nianming nodded.

Zhen Qingning held the rose flower. The skin fiber on the stem of the rose was rich and rough to the touch. The thorns were broken off, and the place where the thorns used to be were now sunken marks.Zhen Qingning touched that area carefully with her fingertips, feeling a little happy and a little distressed.

I feel sorry that the flower has no thorns, but I can't suppress my joy, and I have to bear it again and again, so I don't lose my composure and laugh out of my teeth.

Class is about to start, there are few people on the stairs, only the sound from the upstairs corridor.Countless people chatted, ran, and fought.

She clasped her palms to hide the flowers as best she could, for fear that others would find out what immoral things she had done.But I was always afraid that I would break the petals if I pinched it tightly, and I wanted to hold this flower to let everyone see that I have such a flower.

In the end, she didn't, she carefully pinched the flower branches, suppressed her emotions, and tried her best to behave like a big man who had seen the world - so what if she has seen the world?There are many people who have seen the world, how many people have such a flower?

Qiu Nianming was right behind her, his shadow was stretched longer and longer, and Qiu Nianming's shadow was right under Zhen Qingning's feet.

Zhen Qingning looked at the shadow, and wanted to ask her why she came here, but the words rolled in her mouth, but she still didn't say anything.

Qiu Nianming didn't speak, and the two climbed the stairs in silence. The voice-activated light in the stairwell turned on when they just turned a corner, and then it might have been silently turned off because they really didn't think there would be people in such a silent place. .

Only the lights in the upstairs corridor came together with the sound, dimly flickering on and off.Zhen Qingning looked down in the light, and walked up a flight of stairs.

Suddenly, somehow, an old story came to mind.

It's not appropriate to say that it's old things, but because of personnel changes, some things are buried in her heart and she refuses to mention them easily, so occasionally thinking of them is like yellowed paper, with a rotten smell of previous years. Seems like a long time ago.

In fact, it’s not that far away. It was the end of autumn the year before last, and it was a bit cold.She and Qiu Nianming went to the supermarket downstairs and bought some unknown things, laughing happily.

They went back to the classroom arm in arm, and Qiu Nianming stood in front of her to shield her from the wind.She buried her chin in the scarf and hummed in a low voice: "The wind and snow faintly make your autumn white hair tail, and the bright lights frowned your eyebrows. If you give up a tear..."

It is also such a dim staircase, and the corridor is reached by four or five stairs above, and the light shines leisurely.Qiu Nianming put on a naked body and looked back at her with a smile, and said, "If I grow old, I can accompany you."

One year and four months later, Zhen Qingning stood on the same staircase where Qiu Nianming was standing. She didn't know what Qiu Nianming was thinking at that time, just like she didn't know what Qiu Nianming was thinking now.I just still remember that I was stunned in the darkness at that time, the palms held by me were warm and moist, and my mind was blank.

There was nothing she could do, she lowered her head and hummed softly: "It turns into ashes in the mist, and it goes perfectly."

It's just out of tune, neither fish nor fowl.

And... my heart was beating like a beating.

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The author has something to say:

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I didn't update it two days ago because my mentality collapsed.

Adjusted today, continue to write, try to update every day...

The previous one has been repaired again, everyone can go and have a look, it’s okay if you don’t read it, it won’t affect the main story.

And, thank you all for being here.Thanks!