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He Jing never talked much when eating, so Wang Yao, who was in charge of the lively atmosphere, took the initiative to provoke the leader, and told everyone interesting things about the school with joy.

Li Qi was also quite flattering, and shared some of their high-level stories by the way, including the club culture festival held just this week and He Jing, who had made great contributions to the calligraphy club.

He Jing raised her head blankly when she heard her name, and replied flatly, "I didn't make any major contributions, so I just moved the table with Luo Mingshan."

Of course he knew that Li Qi was referring to more than these, as well as the high school freshmen who were attracted by his calligraphy works that day, but he didn't want to follow Li Qi's train of thought.

During the meeting, Lan Liangqing saw that He Jing didn't move his chopsticks a few times, and asked him: "What's wrong with you, Bigu cultivating immortals? Telling you a few words, Immortal He really doesn't regard himself as a mortal body?"

He Jing thought pretentiously that he was indeed not an ordinary person, and pulled a mouthful of rice in response.

Lan Liangqing couldn't stand it anymore, and pointed to a large plate of fish on the table: "Yesterday I told me that I wanted to eat fish, but I scraped the scales and gutted it this morning, and then I steamed it for you , you're good, you won't eat a bite for the sake of ascending, right?"

He Jing thought to himself, obviously the masters in the market cleaned up the fish, or Wang Junhai bought it back, how could his mother take the greatest credit for it?

"I want to eat fish fillets. The whole fish still has bones, it's too troublesome."

Xu was moved by his picky attitude, and Li Qi also took a piece of fish with chopsticks and put it on the plate to pick and choose for a long time before handing it to He Jing.

There is also a thoughtful addition: "I picked out the fishbone with serving chopsticks."

What's the matter? Mom is willing to enter.

His complexion looked better than before.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, Lan Liangqing and Wang Junhai went out to live a two-person world, leaving a room full of youngsters to love each other, so Li Qi and Wang Yao stayed in He Jing's room to read, and He Jing obediently did his homework brush questions.

There was a knock on the door after a while.

"Wang Yao, go and open the door." He Jing was doing a Chinese reading comprehension question. He really couldn't understand the psychology of the questioner from the essay, so he was a little annoyed.

Wang Yao put down the bilingual version of "Romeo and Juliet" in his hand, got up from the soft cushion on the floor, and opened the door with a bounce.

"Brother Ming, why are you here?" Wang Yao was very surprised, and took the snacks in his hand for someone else.

Luo Mingshan skillfully opened the shoe cabinet, changed his shoes and entered the house, asked Wang Yao to go to the kitchen to make a pot of fruit tea, and found a few plates for snacks.

"Why did you wash four cups, who else is at home?"

Wang Yao didn't know it, and put the cup and fruit tea together on the tray: "Li Qi, you know him too, right?"

"I know, the freshman downstairs is quite friendly." Luo Mingshan took the tray from her hand, "You bring some snacks, that one is light."

After saying that, he followed Wang Yao to He Jing's house.

He Jing was only focused on struggling with the reading questions that had completely misinterpreted the original intention of the author. He didn't care who knocked on the door, and didn't know that Luo Mingshan had already come. Jumping, frowning: "Why are you here?"

Seeing that he had successfully scared him, Luo Mingshan smiled, went to the wooden table in front of the windowsill to clean up the table, put all the things on it, poured four cups of tea, and called them over one by one.

"I came to see you when I was free at home this afternoon." He looked at Li Qi who was sitting opposite him, "I didn't expect such a coincidence that they were all here."

The reason why Luo Mingshan came here was on the one hand because he was bored, and on the other hand he wanted to come to discuss with He Jing how to match Li Qi and Wang Yao.

Although the contact time is not long, the big and small things that happened around He Jing are all related to Li Qi. Luo Mingshan can also see that Li Qi is a warm-hearted person, otherwise why would he help He Jing over and over again? ?

He looks handsome and has a good heart, no matter which point is enough for Wang Yao to secretly laugh.

Except for the amount of alcohol and the quality of the wine, there are almost no bad reviews.

Luo Mingshan was not afraid that Wang Yao would be dissatisfied, but he was afraid that Wang Yao would not be enlightened, could not understand Li Qi's glances, and missed a good relationship.

Just like that, Luo Mingshan, who didn't even go well with his own feelings, rushed over to be a matchmaker for others.

The wooden table is very short, and He Jing usually sits on a few cushions on the ground, and now he is also sitting cross-legged between Li Qi and Luo Mingshan, feeling like the three old men sitting together squeeze the whole space flat up.

On the other hand, Luo Mingshan didn't know it, so he rubbed against He Jing's side with all his strength. He Jing could only take advantage of the situation and hide in Li Qi's side. The three of them were like passing a baton. After two strokes, Li Qi was next to Wang Yao side by side.

Only then did He Jing see Luo Mingshan's painstaking efforts.

Li Qi just touched Wang Yao, but before he could dodge in time, Wang Yao also saw Luo Mingshan's ulterior motives, so he stood up as if avoiding suspicion, and explained to everyone: "The kitchen has to boil water, and the little water left just now was taken away. I'm going to make tea, I'm going to boil water."

Seeing Wang Yao running away, Luo Mingshan only thought she was shy, and thought of another plan, and said to Li Qi: "If you are troubled, go and help Wang Yao look at the water, she is not very good at using gas."

Li Qi glanced at He Jing, but the latter didn't look at him at all, and kept looking at him while holding a cup of tea. Those who didn't know it thought they could see a flower in the fruit tea.

He Jing didn't make any response, Li Qi felt a little unspeakable, so he followed Luo Mingshan's words and went out to help Wang Yao boil water.

Wang Yao stopped him: "I can do it myself, don't worry about it, go back to the house first."

"Brother Ming said you don't know how to turn on the gas, let me help you..."

Wang Yao waved the plug in his hand to him, and Li Qi saw clearly that the teapot for boiling water was plugged in.

Wang Yao plugged in the water, adjusted the gear, and explained: "Brother Ming hasn't been to my house for a long time. The gas we used to heat water in our house is now replaced with equipment."

Of course, in Li Qi’s opinion, this explanation is better than nothing. At noon, he discussed cooking with Wang Yao. He heard from Wang Yao that she and He Jing were the only ones at home for a week, so it’s better if she continued to cook. How could you not turn on the gas for a few days?

He felt more and more that things were not that simple.

Wang Yao changed the topic: "The sheep dumpling that my brother brought back yesterday, was it you who gave it?"

It's okay not to mention it, but He Jing's inexplicable anger lingered in front of his eyes when the lamb was mentioned.

Li Qi nodded bitterly: "Yes."

"I haven't seen my brother cherish the things others gave him so much. Even if it was given by Brother Ming, my brother just took it home. I've never seen him so nervous."

Li Qi recalled the whispers in the taxi the night before, with tingling numbness, more joy and preciousness.

After thinking about it, what's the use of cherishing yesterday, but today it's still about giving away.

Seeing his face drooping, Wang Yao had no choice but to persuade him: "My brother has this stinky problem, duplicity, if he really sends it out, he will regret it every 5 minutes. Don't worry about it."

Li Qi listened to his tone as if seeing the young couple quarreling and persuading the neighbors. It was a bit helpful, and he opened his mouth to make a promise: "I will follow Brother Jing's wishes."

When He Jing saw Li Qi entering the living room, he was willing to raise his head, stared at Luo Mingshan and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Luo Mingshan smiled mysteriously: "Of course I'm here to match Li Qi and Yaoyao!"

He Jing sighed: "Don't worry about it, I asked Li Qi, and he said that the lamb was indeed not for Wang Yao. Maybe we misunderstood."

Luo Mingshan didn't believe it. He boasted that his eyes were so sharp that he could tell all the tricks. He leaned close to He Jing and whispered to him mysteriously: "I'm sure I'm not mistaken. Didn't you see that Yaoyao went out just now and Li Qi followed suit."

He Jing said, "No, you paid him that."

Luo Mingshan said forcefully: "If he is not interested in Yaoyao, he won't go out."

He Jing said, "No, you paid him that."

Luo Mingshan was puzzled: "This sentence sounds familiar? Why did you say it twice?"

Seeing that he couldn't explain clearly to him, He Jing simply gave up talking.

For the first time, he felt that Luo Mingshan was messing around.

My heart is indeed inexplicably irritable.

Rather than saying that he didn't think Li Qi would like Wang Yao, it was better to say that he was willing to believe that Li Qi didn't like Wang Yao.

He knows his sister very well, Wang Yao has advantages enough to make anyone fall in love with her, and he also hopes that his future brother-in-law will be an excellent person.

Li Qi is also pretty good.

But he didn't want Li Qi to fall in love with Wang Yao.

He also knew the reason for his indifferent attitude towards Li Qi some time ago.

He was attracted by Li Qi, in various senses.

Whether it's appearance, personality, or the opportunity that appeared in front of him, everything attracts He Jing.

Even, what he thought of as Li Qi's flirtatiousness and frivolity was just a self-control made out of fear of involuntarily developing an uncontrollable liking for him.

He needs a reason to wake himself up, and he needs to tell himself that he can't just go up and provoke people.

After all, the three words of homosexuality carry too much burden.

He claimed that he didn't have much noble sentiments, and he could suppress his heart for Li Qi's past and future. What he was even more afraid of was being regarded as a strange existence.

So he didn't want to let his emotions flourish, so he chose to stay away from him, so he didn't regard Li Qi as a friend from the beginning, nor did he treat him as a friend.

Looking at it now, if Li Qi really likes Wang Yao, and the two hit it off, wouldn't it be a good thing?

But he just didn't want to.

It doesn't matter whether he is selfish or self-deceiving...

He is not a saint.

Seeing that He Jing was silent for a long time, Luo Mingshan felt that he might not want to continue this topic anymore, so he found a new conversation with empathy: "Brother Jing, why did you ask me about Yueyue yesterday?"

He Jing came back to his senses, and without hiding it, he pulled out the two copybooks from the desk and showed them to Luo Mingshan.

Luo Mingshan was very familiar with these things, his face changed slightly after seeing it, and he asked uncertainly: "Isn't this Zhao Mengfu's poster copied by grandpa? One is a commonly used word, and the other is a warning. I will pass it on to you. House's?"

"It's not like you don't know what family to pass on, the He family is the last one here. What's more, if I really want to pass it on, what if I can't write it myself?"

"That's different," Luo Mingshan said with a heavy heart, "Brother Jing, you don't have to invest so much if you want to support me? After all, it was left to you by grandpa, and it has a different meaning to you." of."

He Jing disagrees: "Books all over the world have only one meaning—to be passed on to the world. Whoever needs it should hold it, protect it, and use it. This is the meaning."

Seeing his righteousness, Luo Mingshan felt even more sorry.

He Jing was still pouring chicken soup into him: "Grandpa gave me this post at the beginning to let me learn Chinese characters and understand its principles. I have done it, so this post is naturally useless to me." .Since Yuan Qinyue likes calligraphy, give it to her. Grandpa also hopes that more people will see his calligraphy."

Luo Mingshan still regretted: "You really don't feel bad at all? This is one of the few connections you have with the He family."

He Jing lowered his eyelids, quickly raised his head, and said softly, "What's so distressing."

Changed the subject again: "Wang Yao and the others boil water so slowly, go out and have a look."

As soon as the voice fell to the ground, Wang Yao opened the door and came in, bringing a plate of apples cut into rabbit shapes.

Luo Mingshan was surprised: "Yoyao, would you still cut this?"

Wang Yao shook her head and pointed to the people behind: "Li Qi cut it, and I cut two of them, not as good as his."

He Jing seemed to have a telepathic connection with Wang Yao, and saw at a glance which ones were cut by Wang Yao. Holding a plastic fork with two fingers, he forked the "rabbit with broken ears" and stuffed it into Luo Ming who was still talking. In the mouth of the mountain.

Luo Mingshan chewed and praised: "Yaoyao, although your cuts are not as good-looking as Li Qi's, this apple is still quite delicious."

He Jing didn't understand: "I bought the apple, or I bought it. You shouldn't praise me for buying it, okay?"

Li Qi sat beside him, took a small fork, picked up the "rabbit" he was most satisfied with, and handed it to He Jing's mouth.

"Yes, thanks to brother Jing for buying good apples."

He Jing didn't react, she opened her mouth and bit it.

This apple is really delicious.

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