human game

After all, it's spring, the weather is getting warmer, and their school morning run has started.The two of them have never been able to get up, Luan Ying is a newcomer, and she gets up early every day to run and boxing, and originally had to set an alarm clock, but now there is no need, Luan Ying is a living alarm clock.Liang Shuan died after running for a few days. He planned to find another way out, either to run at night or to participate in other sports activities. Anyway, he couldn’t get up. Jing Ping wanted to do the same, but he had a milk tea shop. Work, time is tight, so I have to yawn every day and run the whole distance like walking.

His speed is half that of Luan Ying. Luan Ying has to run for a while after punching the card. Usually Jing Ping goes out with him, but he will go back first and then sleep in the cage. Today, because he agreed to treat him to an omelet, so Just stood by the playground and waited for Luan Ying to finish running.Even if he ran well, he had to fight another set of punches. Jing Ping knew that he was from a sports academy and also practiced martial arts, but he had never really seen him punch, but he got a little bit of it during the first fight.

Luan Ying's movements are not fast, but they all imply strength, and every move is as beautiful as flowing water.At this moment, the sky was bright and shone on Luan Ying. He was wearing a black sportswear, and he lunged and pushed his palms, and then retreated. The sweat dripped from his hair, and he wiped it away casually. His eyes were bright, and he was a tall and handsome young man. , Jing Ping stared at it for a long time, not to mention the girl who came for a morning jog.

Someone in the crowd even came out to take a picture of him with his mobile phone, but he didn't care, as if he didn't see it, he leaned over to Jing Ping to ask for the omelette owed yesterday.Jing Ping was not used to being surrounded by people, so he hurriedly dragged him away, went to the cafeteria to buy omelettes, Luan Ying was so happy, and bit off half of them in one bite.

Jing Ping thought, Luan Ying is actually just a child.

Their relationship has become much more relaxed. Although they still often quarrel, they walk together in class, so there is no quarrel.But in class, Luan Ying still sat in the last row of him, and Jing Ping sat in the front.The public elective class we attended together left homework, and the group was required to complete a report. Luan Ying just woke up, and could hear it vaguely. She only knew that the group should do it.

"Let's be in a group." Luan Ying smiled. He also took this kind of class before. He only paid for the group assignments and someone would write his name on it. Now that he has no money, of course he leans against a big tree to enjoy the shade. . "Really, but there are others who want to join me." Everyone understands this truth, not just him, Luan Ying. Have a meal."

"You don't need to eat, so I asked you if you really want to be with me?" Luan Ying immediately nodded sincerely, and Jing Ping said, "If you are in a team with me, you have to listen to me, and you can assign tasks to me." Do it well, don't be lazy." Of course he agreed, but hurriedly added another one, "But it's only about homework, and I don't listen to you for other things I like to do."

Jing Ping didn't mean that in the first place, Luan Ying insisted on nodding, but he agreed angrily.After buying food and returning home, I met a yellow dog downstairs in the dormitory looking through the trash can under them. Jing Ping used to have a yellow dog to play with him when he was doing farm work with his grandfather when he was a child. Yellow dogs in the world probably look the same Thinking of the past, he was a little moved by the scene, and threw a rib from the lunch box to it, and the little yellow dog walked away wagging its tail.

Luan Ying watched from the side, and exaggerated, "You feed such good meat to dogs, so it won't go to waste!" Because of his recent "poverty", he has been saving money, which is a bit overkill.Jing Ping frowned when he heard this, "It doesn't matter if I eat a piece of pork ribs or not. I like to give it to dogs." Luan Ying snorted again.