An epic confrontation between white lotus and green tea

Zhen Qingning narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Xu Yunge.

Xu Yunge looked at the murderous Zhen Qingning, then at Qiu Nianming who also turned to look at him after hearing this sentence, and explained with an embarrassed smile: "No, I don't mean that you don't look good in your clothes."

"Then what do you mean?"

"I mean, your shoulders are wider and you are a little fatter than Qiu Nianming. You are not as white as her. You are wearing..."

He didn't finish.

Because Zhen Qingning hugged him around his neck with a smirk, and stuck to death: "Isn't it good to live? Why do you have to go out of your way to find such a painful way to die for yourself?"

Xu Yunge was stunned by her, and half-truthfully yelled: "It hurts!"

Zhen Qingning snorted coldly: "You might as well just say that I'm not as good-looking as her, why do you want to die like this?"

Xu Yunge struggled to look at Ding Jiangting from Zhen Qingning's arms: "Can you help me?"

Ding Jiangting was too busy doing his homework: "Go ahead, can you teach me how to do this problem? I can't."

Qiu Nianming watched Xu Yunge's head stuck in Zhen Qingning's arms, Zhen Qingning's hair fell on his face, and his shoulders rested on Zhen Qingning's chest.

Xu Yunge half-pushed, struggled jokingly, and held Zhen Qingning's wrist.

Zhen Qingning has done her best, and her face is full of smiles.

Again.

always like this.

Xu Yunge's appeal for help was rejected, and he came to see Qiu Nianming: "Sister!"

Qiu Nianming smiled and started to break his hand on Zhen Qingning's wrist, looked at Zhen Qingning and said, "Don't do this, listen to him."

Xu Yunge followed her force and let go.

Qiu Nianming went to pull Zhen Qingning's hand on Xu Yunge's neck again, and persuaded softly, "Let go."

Qiu Nianming has always smiled the same way, looking gentle and innocent, like a big sister who can tolerate everything about you.

But she is not such a person.

Zhen Qingning looked straight into Qiu Nianming's eyes, the shallow pupils under Qiu Nianming's curly eyelashes were filled with vague emotions.

Not smiling at all, maybe even a little bored.

"That's great..." Zhen Qingning smiled on the surface, and she took Qiu Nianming's hand away: "But I'm different from you, that's just how I am."

Qiu Nianming pulled and didn't pull, watching Zhen Qingning embrace Xu Yunge carelessly.Xu Yunge, who was frightened by Zhen Qingning's sudden temper tantrum, huddled up like a quail, not daring to move at all.

Qiu Nianming took a deep breath, looked at Zhen Qingning, and smiled: "Just say what you say, what are you doing?"

Zhen Qingning pursed her lips and snorted coldly in her heart.

Just now I thought that my relationship with her would improve a bit after a working holiday.

Now look at improving a ghost.

She still looks like this.

Dead white lotus.

Maybe when I was eating that day, I was already thinking about splashing my own garlic.

I was still foolishly concerned about whether she would go back or not.

The more Zhen Qingning thought about it, the more wronged she became.

I have a bad temper.

It's not like I don't feel sorry for anyone, I'm here to be your plastic sister?

Zhen Qingning raised her eyebrows: "I didn't touch you, do you feel distressed?"

Qiu Nianming turned cold: "You can do whatever you want."

Zhen Qingning was about to speak when Qiu Nianming asked her a little out of control: "Can girls do this?"

Zhen Qingning let go of Xu Yunge, looked at Qiu Nianming, and said, "It's really you... It must be very happy to be friends with you, so you will think about others."

Seeing the indifference and irritability in her eyes, Qiu Nianming's heart ached.

Zhen Qingning also sneered: "What if girls can't do it? You don't need to treat me like a girl. Why do you care about me?"

Qiu Nianming simply out of sight and out of mind, turned to read the book.

Do whatever you like, it's always been like this anyway.What else can I expect from you?

Zhen Qingning picked up the coat that was on the table just now, rolled it up and put it on her lap.

After putting it away for a while, he clicked his tongue impatiently, and threw the coat onto Xu Yunge's lap: "Put it away for me first."

Zhen Qingning was suffocating in her heart.

She knew why, but there was no way out.

She took out and put down things irritably, and she picked up and put down a few books.

She arranged herself for a long time, but nothing happened, but she became more and more irritable.

What's in this bookcase? It's a mess.

All kinds of notebooks, small pages of excerpts from notes, bookmarks, postcards, and 20 yuan?

When was it put in.

and also……

Zhen Qingning picked out a specimen from a pile of love letters that had been put down by someone who didn't know when or who put them down.

Zhen Qingning looked dumbfounded at the peony petals in the middle of the plastic board.

But I don't know why I feel a little powerless again.

She secretly went to see Qiu Nianming beside her.

Qiu Nianming was looking down at the book with a cold face, holding the pen with his thin fingers, writing and drawing in the notebook.Zhen Qingning slowly shifted her gaze to Qiu Nianming's face.It's still a good-looking face, and I can't find anything bad about it.It's just that the mouth is pursed, and it looks thinner, looking soft and soft.The earlobes are pink, as if they are transparent when exposed to light.

Zhen Qingning held the specimen in her hand and wanted to put it away.

Qiu Nianming read the book on the surface, but he didn't see why after reading it for a long time, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.He was also disturbed by the sound of Zhen Qingning stomping the bookcases, and felt his head was throbbing.

Qiu Nianming clenched the pen in his hand, Yu Guangli Zhen Qingning took out one after another of various letters from the bookcase.

Qiu Nianming's head hurt even more.She felt that she was going to be out of breath in one breath and was about to pass.

Good guy, you throw away everything that others gave me, and you just leave what they gave you.

Zhen Qingning was still looking at herself.

What are you looking at?Weren't you quite horizontal just now? !

Go on and fight with Xu Yunge.

I watch you all day...

Qiu Nianming turned his head angrily, wanting to fight her again before the teacher came to class.

Feeling her gaze, Zhen Qingning lightly raised her head to look at her, and clenched the specimen in her hand a little shyly.

Qiu Nianming stared at the peony flower specimen in her hand and was speechless. It took him a while to look away, but he didn't say anything.

Zhen Qingning came back to her senses, thinking she remembered something, and touched the hole in her table.

He took out a transparent box that was obviously not put in by himself.

Zhen Qingning looked at the dried peony flowers in the box, carefully put the box away, and looked at Qiu Nianming in embarrassment: "Thank you."

Qiu Nianming's face was gentle, with a bit of sarcasm in his eyes: "It's okay, you also said that it is very happy to be friends with me..."

Zhen Qingning ignored Qiu Nianming's ridicule and did not refute it. She just touched the edge of the specimen and looked down for a while.

The edges of the plastic panels are also carefully rounded.

Qiu Nianming glanced at Zhen Qingning angrily again, and reminded her: "I finished washing the coat, but the sleeves fell on the floor."

Zhen Qingning turned to look at the denim jacket on Xu Yunge's lap.

Xu Yunge heard it too, and weakly pulled on the sleeve of his coat, trying to calmly pull up the sleeve that fell to the ground.

Zhen Qingning picked up her coat and dusted off her sleeves.

Qiu Nianming breathed a sigh of relief, took the coat straight away, folded it, found a bag to pack it, and put it in the table hole for Zhen Qingning.

Zhen Qingning only found out from Jia Yuting when she was eating at noon that Qiu Nianming seemed to be wearing a denim jacket of the same style as her.

Many people have seen it.

Jia Yuting picked up the coriander in the beef noodles, a little distracted: "She really looks good in clothes."

"What doesn't look good on her?" Zhen Qingning ate the carrots in the shredded fish-flavored pork, feeling weak.

"What's wrong with you today?" Jia Yuting saw that something was wrong with her, and asked her, "I'm not happy to see it, but you still take the initiative to praise Qiu Nianming?"

"..." Zhen Qingning thought for a while, then asked Jia Yuting, "What did the melon eaters say?"

Jia Yuting didn't pay much attention to these things. After thinking about it, she hesitated and said, "Maybe it's because you or her look good in clothes...or she is provocative on purpose."

"It's boring." Zhen Qingning finished eating the carrots and began to eat the bamboo shoots. Her eyelids drooped and she asked Jia Yuting, "Can I eat the beef in your bowl?"

Jia Yuting subconsciously protected her bowl: "Get lost, go buy it yourself."

Zhen Qingning watched Jia Yuting lean forward nervously while holding the chopsticks on her cell phone, covering the bowl tightly, as if she was afraid of snatching it by herself.Complicated mood: "Isn't it, you don't believe me so much?"

Jia Yuting didn't know how she could still ask such a question, so she asked her instead: "Don't you know it yourself?"

There are countless... because I have indeed done this kind of thing quite a few times.

Zhen Qingning reflected on herself briefly, and then asked persistently: "Why don't you want to give it to me?"

"Huh? Are you willing to give me your fish-flavored shredded pork?" Jia Yuting couldn't believe it.

Zhen Qingning protected her rice bowl tightly like Jia Yuting, for fear that her chopsticks would reach out to grab her shredded pork in the next moment: "I don't want to, you go away."

"That's right," Jia Yuting was speechless when she saw her reaction, she rolled her eyes secretly, and asked pretending to be deep: "Have you ever seen anyone who is willing to give the beef in beef noodles to others?"

Jia Yuting let go of her hand a little bit, looked at the thin slices of beef in the bowl, and sighed: "Is this beef? This is life."

"...Then your life is really thin."

Zhen Qingning continued to eat her rice bowl, and after taking two bites, she suddenly raised her head.

Jia Yuting had quick hands and quick eyes, and immediately protected her bowl, looking at Zhen Qingning anxiously.

Zhen Qingning looked at her and was so angry that she gave her a headache, but she didn't say anything.After pondering for a while, he said, "Someone gave it to me."

All the beef in Qiu Nianming's beef noodles is willing to give me to eat.

Of course, she didn't say the latter sentence.

It was Qiu Nianming who was willing to give her the rare and extremely precious beef in beef noodles a year ago, not the current Qiu Nianming who was fighting with him every day.

Jia Yuting really couldn't help but roll her eyes, she waved her hands impatiently: "Then you can quickly find someone who is willing to give you beef!"

"No," Zhen Qingning smirked, "I'm afraid she'll splash the beef noodles on my face."

Zhen Qingning was a bit fierce when she was running at night.

He didn't speak while wearing the hat, and ran for a while.Her hair was long and tied high, and it kept dangling behind her head when she ran.

The golden retriever followed her, dazzled by her ponytail, and a little dazed, and asked her while running, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Zhen Qingning slowed down little by little, walked to the outer circle to let the runners out of the track, panted heavily and did not speak.

The Golden Retriever followed her and started walking.

The night is as cool as water, and there is a wind blowing over. There are trees planted on the edge of the playground, and the leaves rustle.

A person passed by,

Zhen Qingning looked at the past, and there was a bright moon in the sky.

The golden retriever seems to have met an acquaintance, saying hello: "Are you coming for a run too?"

Zhen Qingning casually looked away from the moon and looked over there, only to realize that it was the male protagonist of the photo.

what do you say that is?

Zhen Qingning nodded to him as a greeting.She pulled her cuffs and looked at the moon again.

It seems that he should be called the Chosen Son, Brother Mao.

Speaking bluntly and with a bit of sarcasm.Can chat to death.

Zhen Qingning didn't intend to initiate the topic, but Brother Heymao asked her, "Are you still at the same table as Qiu Nianming?"