An epic confrontation between white lotus and green tea

Zhen Qingning looked at Yang Yan's cracked expression, and probably knew that he might have encountered a very difficult matter.

But what does it matter to me?

At least I'm safe now.

Zhen Qingning gloated and looked at Yang Yan worriedly: "What's wrong with you? Sit down and talk. Everyone is still eating, so we will talk about anything later."

You better never get a chance to say it.

Yang Yan looked at the pool of water stains.Pick up the flowers from the ground.

There is still a lot of herbal tea in the stamen, and now I take it out by myself, the herbal tea slides down and slides onto my hands, sticky and greasy.

People in the room looked at the bouquet of flowers in amazement, with different expressions.

Zhen Qingning looked downcastly at Qiu Nianming who was two people away from Yang Yan beside her.

Qiu Nianming smiled sweetly at her, with an innocent look: "What's wrong?"

Zhen Qingning immediately withdrew her gaze and shook her head in a panic: "It's okay."

How could you think it was Qiu Nianming?

She doesn't like herself, so why destroy Yang Yan's roses?

Look at her expression now, it's too late for her to watch the excitement.

Yang Yan's face was flushed, and he felt ashamed looking at the bouquet of flowers, so he could only throw the flowers aside and said angrily, "Who! Destroy my flowers!"

No one spoke.

Zhen Qingning comforted: "It's not that important, don't worry."

"Very important!"

Yang Yan didn't realize that this was a step, and then looked at Zhen Qingning: "I was planning to confess my love to you."

Zhen Qingning: "..."

Qiu Nianming watched with a half smile but not a smile, seeing that no one in the room was paying attention to him, he tilted his hand and poured the boiled water from the cup into the roses again.

Everyone in the room: "Something is wrong."

"Today is Zhen Qingning's birthday, it would be inappropriate for you to say this."

"If you want to confess, find a more private place,"

Some people joked, but their eyes were serious: "Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to be rejected."

"will not!"

Yang Yan was sure: "Ning Ning definitely likes me. We were already in love when we were in the freshman year of high school. I asked at that time, and she said that I would think about it later, so I waited until today. She will definitely Agreed."

No, I would not agree.

I was just talking nonsense.

The person involved, Zhen Qingning, looked on blankly, thinking frantically what she should do now to be more decent.

No problem, I can hold on.

Maybe I can find a reason that is less offensive and can cleanse myself to tell Yang Yan euphemistically that I only have pure love for him as a classmate.

Zhen Qingning cleared her throat and planned to speak.

Yang Yan is already talking: "We ate together, studied together, stayed up late to chat during the holidays, every festival will have exclusive blessings, she also said that we will go to a university in the future and we will always be like this..."

do not talk.

Eating and studying together was just to test Qiu Nianming at the time, and there was no exclusive blessing for festivals, only copy and paste and group posting.

Zhen Qingning Gujing listened calmly.

As for taking a university exam.

You say I mean too.

Can what you say and what you do do the same?

If I can do it if I think about it, am I still in love now?

But others in the room thought otherwise.

Qiu Nianming looked up at Yang Yan: "Really? She told me that before."

"She told me that too."

"I also……"

There were a few echoing voices in the room, and several people who didn't know each other looked at each other, looking at each other not knowing what to say, and finally turned their attention to Zhen Qingning.

Zhen Qingning pretended to be calm.

I can explain.

Someone said quietly: "She will still remember my birthday, write me postcards, pay attention to my grades, watch me play basketball, and bring me water... If there is such a person, it should be me Bar?"

No, it's not.I just overbuy postcards, everyone has them.The water is not for you alone. Every time I go, I have to send seven or eight bottles of water. Later, I dare not go because the water is quite expensive to buy.

"She would listen to me playing the piano and praise my pretty hands. I said I like pink, but she didn't laugh at me. In winter, she specially gave me pink gloves, encouraged me to participate in competitions, and taught me cultural lessons... I didn't get good grades. She came to comfort me and talked with me until three o'clock in the morning."

The boy whom many people like in the art class looked at Zhen Qingning in disbelief: "Are you only doing this to me?"

Not really.I didn't go to see you on purpose, nor did I stay up late on purpose, I just wanted to find a place not to go to class, and I happened to suffer from insomnia that day.I don't remember what color you like. The gloves were given by someone else. I didn't think they looked good, so I gave them to you.

"She went to see flowers with me, and said that I would definitely be the person I wanted to be in the future. She took my paintings and said that I would frame them and hang them in my room to look at every day..."

The boy with glasses looked at Zhen Qingning sadly, with tears in his eyes: "Is it still there?"

No, you drew it for me, if I don’t accept it, did you tear it up?

I took it all—whether I hang it up or not, at least I want to tell you that I value this painting, right?

Is there a problem?

"I don't know anything, and she will come to me to learn, ask me all kinds of weird questions, read books together, and write reading notes to communicate together. She will also accompany me to listen to very small music..."

The boy lowered his head and said softly, "Isn't it just me?"

No, it's all about studying, what are you thinking?Aren't we learning every time we speak? !What happened to the music crowd?Am I not allowed to listen to the minority? !

Zhen Qingning felt that the matter was out of control, swallowed in a panic, and tried to speak.

Over there, Qiu Nianming couldn't control himself anymore.

It's amazing.

Handwritten postcards, talking until three o'clock in the morning, looking at flowers together, sending gloves...

Zhen Qingning, if you're such a prodigal, aren't you afraid of drowning one day?

Yang Yan was a little confused after hearing what these people said.

The room still calmed down a little bit.

Several people who came here accused Zhen Qingning of what she had done one by one, just to prove that she was unique to Zhen Qingning, but after listening to the others, they realized that they didn't seem to be that important.

Everyone turned their attention to Zhen Qingning who had been silent from the very beginning.

Zhen Qingning was dumbfounded.Even though the time was wrong, Zhen Qingning was still a little puzzled.

Did I do all these things?

I really did these things?

No wonder my grades are not good. Every day I have to talk with others, watch flowers, watch basketball, listen to the piano, write postcards, go to...

So I spent all my time here!

Yang Yan listened to what everyone said.Still refusing to believe it, she just looked at Zhen Qingning: "You must like me, right? You have done so many things..."

Zhen Qingning didn't speak, but Qiu Nianming put down the cup in his hand, laughed lightly, couldn't tell if he was joining in the fun or trying to fight, and opened his mouth and said, "What's the matter? Zhen Qingning is such a philanthropic person, There is great love in my heart, warming everyone—isn’t it just those…”

Isn't it just a postcard, isn't it just sweet words, isn't it just a glove, isn't it just something?

I am not sour at all.

Qiu Nianming clenched his fists, still smiling: "Who doesn't have those? Zhen Qingning also wrote me postcards, practiced the zither with me, bought me books, bought me odds and ends, comforted me, and poured water on me. Chicken soup, trust me unconditionally, and say that I will definitely become an existence that others can't reach... Isn't she like this for everyone?"

Zhen Qingning: "..."

I can explain.

The other people in the room were already red-eyed by Qiu Nianming's words, and looked at Zhen Qingning in disbelief.

Yang Yan even glanced at the flowers in the corner, feeling that he was ashamed now.

Zhen Qingning was defeated by everyone's plaintive or accusing eyes, and glanced around: "I just..."

Yang Yan waved: "Just tell me, who do you really like?"

Everyone in the room looked at Zhen Qingning.A picture that must be explained by Zhen Qingning.

I……

Zhen Qingning looked at Qiu Nianming subconsciously.

Qiu Nianming was also looking at him, as if he wanted to explain himself.

Zhen Qingning could only smile, not showing any panic, and shook her head very dotingly and helplessly: "We're all friends—I've said it all, I'm your old father, I didn't say that you are the only child. Old father, I must treat everyone equally..."

Before she finished speaking, Qiu Nianming interrupted her directly: "Do they want to be your son?"

I can't accept this.

Escape is shameful, but useful.

Zhen Qingning looked around again, unable to make a choice: "But I have always regarded them as my good friends, and I have always wanted to warm them up like a father. I have never thought about this, I just... think you are very good."

The girl was happy today. She wore a beautiful dress and braided her hair with difficulty. She also wore a small hair crown given by a friend just now. She looked bright and charming.

Now with tears in his eyes, dejected, he frowned with self-blame, and clasped his fingers: "I don't know... I won't do it anymore, I just..."

Just a sea king.

Qiu Nianming watched Zhen Qingning act coldly, wanting to wait for her next words.

Zhen Qingning didn't go on to say what was going on with her, she just sniffled and paused, as if holding back her tears, and then said slowly and firmly: "Sorry, I didn't know you would have such a misunderstanding, I really just treat you as friends. If you think I'm doing something bad, then...don't be friends in the future. "

A good move is to retreat.

The person who was usually carefree and competitive now has red eyes, so wronged and sad...and so beautiful.

Everyone was a little soft-hearted, and they couldn't help but start to recall the details of their usual time with Zhen Qingning, and began to convince themselves——did she really not have that kind of thought at the time?I can't help flirting too much?

"I'm really sorry,"

Zhen Qingning stepped up her firepower and said: "I originally called everyone here because I thought we were all good friends, and I wanted to get together for my birthday. I'm sorry to make everyone so unhappy—it won't happen in the future, I will I won’t bother you in the future.”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone became more relieved.

Today was her birthday, and she came to celebrate her birthday happily, but she fell into such a farce.

"No... Maybe, we really misunderstood?"

"It's none of your business. It's your birthday today. Don't be sad."

"Yeah, there's nothing worth apologizing for. We... misunderstood."

Qiu Nianming looked at such a group of people who were cheated of their feelings and wanted to comfort Zhen Qingning, and felt that what he saw was really uncomfortable.

She frowned and said softly, "Then you are really innocent."

Doesn't this mean that Zhen Qingning is not innocent?

Everyone froze for a moment, then quickly said again: "It's okay, I'm still young, it's okay if I don't know."

"Just pay attention in the future."

Is this brainwashed?

Why do you protect Zhen Qingning so much?You are the victims!

Qiu Nianming sneered.

Everyone didn't pay attention, only Zhen Qingning took a look at Qiu Nianming while pretending to lower her head and wipe her tears.

Are you still dismantling? !

It's not over!

Everyone has already talked about why these things were mentioned in the first place, and pointed the finger at Yang Yan: "I don't know why, but I want to talk about this matter during my birthday. It makes everyone unhappy."

Yang Yan blushed, and was also a little unhappy: "I don't even know why my good rose is broken. Am I the only one who wants to say it? Why do you destroy my rose if you don't want to?"

No one spoke.

Only Zhen Qingning looked down at the table.

The situation just now was too complicated, and I didn't even ask the waiter to come over to pack things immediately.So that puddle of water is still on the ground.

Yang Yan was still saying: "Why don't you talk if you dare to do it?"

"Yup,"

Zhen Qingning raised her head with wet eyes, and the end of her eyes was red. She looked at Qiu Nianming, probably because she had just cried, so her voice was nasal, hoarse and soft, and she said, "Qiu Nianming, tell me, Why do you splash other people's flowers?"

Qiu Nianming was suddenly cueed and looked up at Zhen Qingning.

In a place where no one could see, Zhen Qingning didn't look sad at all, and gave Qiu Nianming a provocative look.

Come on, let you tear down my desk.

Together, we will live and die together, and we will perish together!

The situation is more complicated.

At first, everyone was confused about the relationship between Zhen Qingning and Qiu Nianming, but now that Zhen Qingning and Qiu Nianming celebrated their birthday together, they thought their relationship had eased a bit, but only now did they find out.

Don't guess what girls think!

Originally, I thought it was a bit gratifying to have a good relationship, but I never thought that Qiu Nianming came here just to ruin Yang Yan's confession scene, and he just slandered Zhen Qingning after Zhen Qingning explained it.

really!Their relationship is still not good!

The room is full of friends who have a good relationship with Zhen Qingning, and now everyone is staring at Qiu Nianming, vowing to give Qiu Nianming a reasonable explanation.

Suddenly becoming the focus, Qiu Nianming didn't panic at all.

It's already this time, do you need to panic?

No need.

Zhen Qingning didn't know who splashed the water at first, but suddenly said that Qiu Nianming was upset that she was tearing things apart, she just wanted to let Qiu Nianming be misunderstood for a while, and she had already thought about how she would defend herself after Qiu Nianming found evidence to prove that she was not the murderer.

But Qiu Nianming had no way to defend himself—it was his own spitting, and he talked and talked a lot. In the end, as long as he went to the store to ask for surveillance, he would be slapped in the face immediately, so he might as well just admit it.

Qiu Nianming was very calm, she looked at Zhen Qingning affectionately, with a bit of sadness in her eyes, like an infatuated person who resents a heartless man but still loves her.

Zhen Qingning's eyebrows twitched, feeling that something was wrong.

Qiu Nianming had already opened his mouth, with a little regretless madness, before he said that he had glanced at Yang Yan with disdain: "Didn't you say it all... It's all Xinyue Zhen Qingning, why is he the only one who can confess his love with a rose? "

Zhen Qingning understood Qiu Nianming's meaning in a split second—to die together.

The crowd was in an uproar.

what?

What does Qiu Nianming mean?

What is Xinyue Zhen Qingning?

Who are these?

"Is that right?"

Yang Yan was dissatisfied. He didn't know what Qiu Nianming was doing. He thought he had never done anything wrong to Qiu Nianming. He didn't know why Qiu Nianming said to himself: "Then you can destroy the things I carefully prepared?"

"Then do you really like lemons?"

Qiu Nianming seemed a little angry, and asked: "If you really like her as much as you say, why don't you know that she is allergic to pollen? Do you know how uncomfortable your flowers will make her?"

Not only Yang Yan was dumbfounded, but everyone didn't expect Zhen Qingning to be allergic to pollen, so they looked at Zhen Qingning in surprise.

Zhen Qingning did not refute, but just looked at Qiu Nianming.

Qiu Nianming raised his voice again, standing on the moral high ground sentence by sentence: "You don't know anything, you only know that you like her, but you don't know what she likes, do you like it?! You don't ! You are in possession!"

Good guy, when you say such a sentence, your level of thought will be raised immediately.

Yang Yan was a little confused: "She didn't tell me either."

"Don't you know if she doesn't tell you?"

Qiu Nianming attacked Yang Yan with Zhen Qingning's logic at the time. On the surface, she was still a little white flower, looking sincere and innocent: "Why didn't you ask? You only know that she didn't say it. Why don't you think about it? Did you ask?"

The knees of everyone in the room softened, and they felt as if they were also attacked.

"But Zhen Qingning seems to like flowers very much..."

Someone weakly refuted.

Zhen Qingning still didn't speak.

"Then why does she wear a mask every day in spring? Is it because she likes it? No, it's just because she is allergic."

Qiu Nianming frowned, as if distressed: "Do you know how uncomfortable she feels when there are so many flowers in spring? She likes flowers, but do you know that every time she is allergic?"

The person involved, Zhen Qingning raised her eyebrows slightly, not to mention they didn't know, and I didn't know when my allergies became so serious.

Don't I just get rashes and itches? You say every sentence as if I can't be saved immediately.

But what Qiu Nianming said is very reasonable, no matter what, he has stood on the moral high ground and is superior to others.

Yang Yan was speechless by what Qiu Nianming said, and just repeated: "Then can you do this kind of thing?"

Qiu Nianming: "I just don't want you to say such things. Now is not the time to say such things."

At least you have to wait until Zhen Qingning likes me before you confess your love seriously, right?

But he just said: "Study is the most important thing."

After speaking, he looked around at the people around him, as if he was asking for opinions.

In the third year of high school, who would directly say that studying is not important.

No matter what everyone thinks in their hearts, they still agree on the surface: "Yes."

But the truth is different.

"So what does she mean when she said that she likes Zhen Qingning? Who does this include?"

"So is it because she doesn't like Zhen Qingning's popularity, and she just does this kind of thing because she can't get angry?"

"It must be because of jealousy that she is still pretending to be a little white flower to defend herself."

"Senior year really shouldn't think about this kind of thing, Qiu Nianming really cares about Zhen Qingning."

Only Yang Yan blushed and struggled: "I'm just talking, I didn't say no to learning."

"But there will inevitably be distractions,"

Zhen Qingning's personality is a bit complicated, she has never taken a soft and pleasant route, she can't act like a weak person like Qiu Nianming, and she can't bluntly put her tears on the bright side.So now it's just tears in my eyes, a look of trying to bear it but really can't bear it, still smiling, with a little guilt, and aggravated the tone: "I didn't have such an idea, I'm really sorry to make you misunderstand."

You see, who was Zhen Qingning before, she was usually a fool without any scheming, she was so upright that people felt that she was careless, carefree and never bothered by anything.

In the end, it was my birthday today, and I cried guiltily because of these people's misunderstanding, and now I can't help it, my voice is still so hoarse.

It must be very difficult.

She likes to take care of herself as a friend, but now I think she likes me, and it's really not good to embarrass her because of her goodness.

Alas, I couldn't help flirting at first, why blame others?

Yang Yan wanted to say something else, but the girls in the room interrupted him a little unhappy, handed Zhen Qingning a tissue to wipe her tears, and said to Yang Yan dissatisfied: "Stop talking, Zhen Qing Ning is always like this, she treats everyone well, either treats you better or likes you."

Zhen Qingning took the tissue and plunged into the girl's arms, as if thanking her for speaking for her.

Qiu Nianming's face darkened again.

The girl touched Zhen Qingning distressedly, and stretched out her hand to beckon the waiter outside to come and clean up the water stains on the ground.

The room fell into an eerie calm, the waiter didn't know anything, came over with a tool, mopped up the water stains, and threw the wet bouquet of roses in the corner into the trash can.