Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

Bian Yingning and Duanmu Zhengjie walked into Duanmu Zhenghao's ward while talking. In the ward, Duanmu Zhenghao showed joy when he saw Bian Yingning's handsome face.

The three greeted each other briefly, and Duanmu Zhenghao told Bian Yingning about his heroic deeds last night, how he fought the robbers, how he captured the robbers, and so on.

Bian Yingning listened with a smile, but her eyes fell on Duanmu Zhengjie who was holding a mobile phone and didn't know what he was busy with.

Duanmu Zhenghao also seemed to have noticed Bian Yingning's eyes. He glanced at Duanmu Zhengjie and said, "Sister, what are you up to? Why don't you come chat with me?"

Duanmu Zhengjie looked up from the phone, his eyes dimmed: "Sorry, I was the one to be rude."

She put away her mobile phone and came over with bright eyes: "I remember Miss Bian is still in her sophomore year?"

Bian Yingning smiled sweetly: "Yes sister, I didn't expect my sister to know about me."

The subtext—so you care about me so much.

Duanmu Zhengjie smiled lightly: "I heard it a little bit."

"But Miss Bian doesn't have to go to class today?"

"I have class this morning, and I just came over after class... By the way, sister Duanmu doesn't need to be so rude, just call me... Ningning."

Looking at Bian Yingning's ignorant face, Duanmu Zhengjie had a hard time connecting her with the "little boss" who exchanged roses for her and drew hearts under her steak.

"How can this be done, the proper etiquette is still required."

"Look at what my sister said, why should we talk about such nonsense between us?"

"How is Ms. Bian's academic performance and average grade point?"

"It's embarrassing to say it. Anyway, I have to study hard with Sister Duanmu. I heard that my sister used to be always at the top in her studies. I don't know if my sister has any experience to teach."

"Without much experience, everything is serious."

"My sister is right."

Listening to the two people coming and going, Duanmu Zhenghao scratched his head, why did he feel that there was no existence between the two of them.

So he opened his mouth and interjected between the two: "Ningning, have you had lunch yet?"

Bian Yingning's scalp went numb for a few seconds at the shock of his address.Good guy, your sister is still refusing, but he is fine, and he doesn't care about it at all.

"...Not yet." But seeing how he is now, he can't go out to eat with her after all, right?

"I haven't eaten lunch yet, are you hungry? Why don't you go and buy some lunch for us? It's a pity, if I don't hurt my leg, it's fine. It's not easy for me to go out to eat with you now. "Duanmu Zhenghao also expressed his self-blame in the last sentence.

Duanmu Zhengjie, who originally planned to ask the nanny to deliver meals, frowned slightly.

After thinking about it, it was her younger brother who was pushing her away. After thinking about it, she got up and said, "Okay, what do you want to eat, I will pack it for you."

Before Duanmu Zhenghao had time to order, Bian Yingning stood up with a look of panic on her face: "How can I let Sister Duanmu buy food for me..."

Duanmu Zhenghao who made the proposal: "It's okay..."

"Why don't I go with you, it's a bit too much for three people, it's too hard for my sister alone."

Duanmu Zhenghao, who was trying to chat with her in the two-person world: "..." Miss Bian seems to really adore her sister.

Duanmu Zhengjie who saw through her little thoughts: "..."

After what Bian Yingning said, Duanmu Zhengjie was basically certain that Bian Yingning's goal was herself.

But don't say that you are afraid of the discomfort of the two lonely men and widows. If you really have any thoughts, you have to hope that there are no other people around you.

"No need, Ms. Bian is still a guest after all, so there is no reason for you to go shopping with me."

"Hey, Sister Duanmu is offended by saying that. I remember that my family has a restaurant near here. The food is good. If Sister Duanmu appreciates you, why don't we go over there and have a look." Bian Yingning got up and walked to the door of the ward first. .

"Brother Zhenghao, is there anything you don't want to eat or eat? Let's come back as soon as possible, and I hope you won't be hungry." Bian Yingning turned her head and said to Duanmu Zhenghao.

Duanmu Zhenghao, who originally intended to send away his sister but ended up with only himself: "No..." That's outrageous, how did things develop like this.

"Okay, let's go, Sister Duanmu, lest Brother Zhenghao get hungry later."

Duanmu Zhengjie couldn't help it, so he turned his head and glanced at his younger brother who was doubting his life, and followed him.

It just so happened that it was lunch time, and there were a lot of people going up and down in the inpatient department, and the two waited for a long time before an elevator arrived.

It's just crowded.

There is no way to squeeze.

At the beginning of going up, the two were still standing in front, following the people who came up and those who went down, they came in and out, and they were squeezed inside before they even went down to the bottom floor.

When a nurse pushed an old lady in a wheelchair in, the two were like two sardines twisted together.

Shoulder to shoulder, the other person's breathing and heart rate can be felt.

#What is it like when you are in close contact with a sister you like very much.

Bian Yingning: Thank you for your invitation. My heart rate is accelerating and my adrenaline is soaring. I feel like I can run around the earth three times without panting.

Is this a different kind of star chasing success?

It should count.

The faint and faint fragrance is like a bait hanging on a fishhook. It moves slightly from time to time and comes to your nose. When you take a deep breath and try to catch it, it runs away again, as if it is Force you to take the bait.

Bian Yingning clenched her fist impatiently, and then realized that the back of her hand had just brushed someone's hand.

In the next second, Duanmu Zhengjie beside him seemed to move.

Bian Ying stared forward, looking like a gentleman, the hand hanging by her leg suddenly moved again.

Touched the back of some warm hand again.

Ah, the translator's hands are slippery, warm and tender.

It is these two hands that can write different languages ​​and characters of eight countries.

If... If Duanmu Zhengjie wears a pair of thin-rimmed glasses again, it's really - too neat, a typical gentleman, gentle scum... wait a minute, it should be gentle, elite.

Duanmu Zhengjie also felt the back of his hand being touched a few times.

It's hard for her to look down, there is another person next to her in front of her, and she can't even lift her hand at this time, so she can only keep calm and feel the touch of goose feathers floating in green water.

After all the elevator stopped on the first floor, Duanmu Zhengjie walked out after the people in front went out with his head held high.

Bian Yingning seemed as if nothing had happened, and trot to catch up: "Wow, there were not so many people in the elevator when I first went up, why is it suddenly like the rush hour now?"

Duanmu Zhengjie looked at her innocence quietly: "Everyone should come out and buy food at this point."

"So that's the case. By the way, sister, don't you have bodyguards following you?"

I don't understand how her topic can jump so fast.

"……Have."

"That's good."

Duanmu Zhengjie: "?"

Soon, Duanmu Zhengjie knew the meaning of Bian Yingning's question.Because the restaurant was only two hundred meters away, the two of them didn't drive and walked over.

Turning her head, Duanmu Zhengjie looked at the four bodyguards in black suits who were not far behind her, and she fell silent.

So she asked herself if she was followed by a bodyguard, and because she had?

Bian Yingning seemed to notice her gaze, and smiled: "I'm sorry, it's a bit exaggerated, but there's nothing I can do about it, isn't H city very peaceful recently, my mother forced me to bring someone out.

Sister Duanmu, you don't have to feel embarrassed, your bodyguards can also let them out. "

"Hmm..." But it doesn't have to be.

The two walked shoulder to shoulder to the restaurant, Bian Yingning suddenly asked again: "Sister, has anyone chased you recently?"

"Have."

"Ah?" Bian Yingning looked very surprised: "Which tortoise is so bold and confident that he wants to eat swan meat?"

Duanmu Zhengjie looked down at Bian Yingning.

Bian Yingning: "?" What are you looking at her for?

Duanmu Zhengjie didn't continue to answer this question: "Why do I feel that Ms. Bian is usually very busy, I don't know what she is busy with."

"Me?" Bian Yingning thought for a while: "I care more about the beautiful sisters in our circle. People nowadays are very bad. On the surface, they treat you well and seem to want to be with you sincerely. Just don't have a plan."

"Don't have any plans?"

"That's not it, so, sister, if someone says that he likes you very much, wants to be with you, and wants to treat you well for the rest of his life, you must be sober. These are all lies to you."

“How come you see?”

"Because people who really like you don't use 'saying' to express their love for you."

Duanmu Zhengjie was taken aback, he didn't expect Bian Yingning to say such a thing.

"They think that treating you to two meals, taking you out to play a few times, and saying a few sweet words to you, even if it is a show of love for you, you will understand and think that he loves you deeply. They paid nothing at all..."

Later, Bian Yingning didn't listen carefully to what Duanmu Zhengjie said.

"What about you? Then what do you think you should do if you really like someone, so that you like her?"

When Duanmu Zhengjie said this, the two of them just walked to the door of the restaurant, Bian Yingning smiled slightly: "Actually, I can't say for sure, but I think I might treat her unconditionally, and I will think more about looking for opportunities Be there by her side and have a little more contact with her.

Even if it's just to meet and say hello.

But I will not ask her what to ask for in return, nor will I say that I like you and I want to be liked by you. "

Treat her unconditionally, show up around her more often to get in touch with her, and never tell the other party that I like her...

Looking at the back of Bian Yingning who walked into the restaurant two steps ahead, Duanmu Zhengjie's eyes were deep.

On a cloudy day after it had rained, a ray of sunlight cast through the clouds, just at this moment when Bian Yingning turned her head, her white and translucent face seemed to shine brightly: "Sister Duanmu, what do you like to eat? I'll ask the chef to give it to you." You do it."

She... likes me?