human game

This day, the three people in their dormitory were three or four quarters in the morning, and there was one class vacant before lunch. Jing Ping watched Luan Ying thinking about living together in the future, and whether he should ask him to eat together. He likes to exclude others, and it's not his character to be indecisive. He caught up with Luan Ying a few steps and asked him if he wanted to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

"You want to eat at my table? You won't lose your appetite?" He said so, Jing Ping walked away, "That's right, then I'll go by myself." Luan Ying regretted following him again, Jing Ping walked away No matter how fast he is, he has long legs, "I just had breakfast in the cafeteria, and I didn't eat it last night. What's so delicious in the cafeteria?" .”, Jing Ping moved a few steps away from him.

What a bad temper, they were walking far and near along the way, the building where Liang Shuan had class was closer than their playground, and he was quite surprised to see Luan Ying when he arrived early, but he quickly turned back and smiled at him, "Come on Morning, there are pork ribs in sauce." Jing Ping still eats two meat and one vegetarian food as usual, Luan Ying looks like she doesn't want to eat anything, and she got used to it after spending a long time at home, but in the end she still eats pork ribs in sauce.

After eating at the table, I listened to his comments on the dishes. Why should I use tender tofu instead of old tofu in this dish, or the dishes are too old and bitter? Jing Ping got impatient and regretted taking him to dinner, "A meat dish is four yuan, A vegetarian dish is two yuan, if you want to eat a full banquet of Manchu and Han, you don’t have to stay here, Er Shao Luan.” Luan Ying wanted to refute that he couldn’t say it was bad after paying, but he was attracted by Jing Ping’s last title Yes, he read it again, "Second Young Master Luan. That's a good name, no one calls me that."

This was clearly ironic to him, Jing Ping looked at him, wondering if there was something wrong with Luan Ying's head, or he couldn't understand the irony at all.After dinner, Luan Ying received a call from the cleaning staff, saying that it was a coincidence that the person they transferred the radio to had not been transferred, so they brought it back for him. Luan Ying quickly took back the radio and gave it away with a wave. The cleaning manager is 1000 yuan.

After giving it, I received another call from Luan Jue. After he explained the cause of the incident, he was still reprimanded and told to go home on the weekend.But put all these aside for the time being, Luan Ying went back with the radio in her arms, but Jing Ping went to work in the milk tea shop and didn't come back, Liang Shuan went to class again, he sat alone with the radio in his arms, and didn't dare to mess around. I am afraid that if it is broken, it will be lost and recovered with difficulty.

When Jing Ping came back in the evening, Luan Ying sat on his seat and stared at his every move, making him feel hairy, "What are you doing?" Luan Ying walked over, and he backed away, Luan Ying took out the radio from her pocket, Jing Ping was stunned for a moment.He took it in disbelief, looked up and down, it was still an opera stage, and it was still deafeningly loud.

The people inside sang, "My misfortune is the misfortune of Yunxia, ​​my family is being driven away." He hugged him tightly, and the speaker was buried in his coat, but it didn't make such a noise. Holding back his sobs, when he looked up, his eyes were flushed and he said to Luan Ying, "Thank you."

Luan Ying was dumbfounded, she just felt that she was moved by something, and said in a daze, "No, just forgive me." Jing Ping nodded desperately, then sat down to watch the radio, Luan Ying also sat back to her seat, turned to watch Looking at Jing Ping's back, hearing him sniff his nose, he felt that his limbs and bones were hot, and he had long forgotten the previous unhappiness. It was rare in his life to run around for others, but he felt it was so worth it.

Between people, it's like dancing a pas de deux. Sometimes you advance and I retreat, and you don't forgive others, and sometimes you retreat from each other, which is a happy thing for everyone.