Chapter 108 More Like Her Brother
At the speed of the car, it would take at least nine o'clock in the evening to get home.
After Qingran finished eating the bun, she felt a little drowsy. Ruan Ruan and Zheng Chunming had already fallen asleep on the backs of their chairs, and even Song Shize, who was usually energetic, was dozing off with his head down.
The weather has suddenly turned hot these days, and the air conditioner in the car is running so cold that people's arms are cold. Qingran took out a coat and a thin quilt from her schoolbag and covered Ruan Ruan and Zheng Chunming.
Qingran was about to close his eyes and sleep for a while, when someone grabbed his arm suddenly, Xie Ying'an used some strength to pull Qingran to the empty seat next to him.
There was a smile in the boy's dark eyes, and he frowned to see that something warm was stuffed into Qingran's hand.
Looking at the hot bun in his hand, Qingran was so shocked that he lost his voice.
It took a long time for her to ask: "You, where did you get the buns?"
The key is that after being in the car for so long, the buns are still warm.
"I bought it before I got in the car."
Xie Ying'an's expression was rarely cramped. His long eyelashes drooped, and he was illuminated by the bright and dark lights in the car. His facial features were sharp and angular, and the tear mole on his eyelids also flickered with the light. This boy is so beautiful.
"Oh."
Qingran looked down at the steamed stuffed bun in her hand. A piece of bread just now couldn’t fill the emptiness in her stomach. The warm steamed stuffed bun was right in front of her eyes. She and Xie Ying’an were always rude, so they opened the plastic bag and took a bite .
The buns stuffed with shepherd's purse have no smell.
After taking a bite of Qingran, he remembered to ask Xie Yingan, "Have you eaten?"
Xie Ying'an was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "I have already eaten."
Li Qingmo next to him has a sharper nose than a dog. Qingran just took two bites of the steamed stuffed bun, and he smelled it.
Li Qingmo leaned over in a dazed manner, staring straight at the steamed stuffed bun in Qingran's hand, and lowered his voice: "Li Qingran, I love you for nothing, and I don't even think about your brother ordering something delicious. ?”
Qingran ignored him: "Brother, I've already eaten this bun, and I'll pay you two tomorrow."
Li Qingmo stretched out his hand playfully: "It's okay, I don't mind if you eat it. How much have I eaten since I was a child? I don't care about these details for a long time."
"Pa" Xie Ying'an knocked down Li Qingmo's extended hand expressionlessly.
Li Qingmo was angry: "Fuck, Xie Ying'an, what do you mean?"
Xie Ying'an looked at him indifferently, with suppressed hostility between his brows: "What did you mean when you sold Li Qingran?"
"Sell?" Li Qingmo had long forgotten the agreement with Song Shize, and he stared: "When did I sell Li Qingran?"
Qingran also looked at Xie Ying'an suspiciously, and squinted at her unreliable brother.
Li Qingmo is either good or bad at one point, that is, if others bully his sister, he can fight with others, but if he bullies his sister himself, then it doesn't matter.
Xie Ying'an exchanged a glance with Qingran, he walked out, exchanged places with Qingran, shut his eyes outside, and left a sentence for Li Qingmo: "Think about it yourself!"
Li Qingmo really sat back in his seat and thought about it. He really couldn't remember when he sold Li Qingran.
Except for the moment when he was in the car because Mr. Sun really ignored him, he was a little uneasy. It seemed that when Song Shize was driving Song Shize to leave the seat next to him, Song Shize said something, and he responded indiscriminately. I don't know what to do.
Could this have something to do with Song Shize?
After eating a steaming steamed bun, Qingran felt even more sleepy under the bumps of the car. Sitting here is a bit cold now, and it might be even colder if he falls asleep later.
She presciently took out another thin blanket, and took a look at Xie Ying'an before closing her eyes.
At that time, Xie Ying'an was also half lying on the seat with her eyes closed, and she didn't know if she was asleep or she was resting with her eyes closed.
The thin blanket was a bit big, Qingran spread out the thin blanket and put the other side on Xie Ying'an with a slight movement.
The action of covering half of the thin blanket did not wake Xie Ying'an up, and Qingran was even more sure that Xie Ying'an must have fallen asleep as well.
Although they said they were not tired from the competition these few days, their nerves have been tense all the time. It would be a lie to say that they are not nervous, but that kind of tension makes people feel particularly tired once their nerves relax.
Qingran carefully covered himself with the other side of the thin blanket, found a relatively comfortable position, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
She didn't see the long eyelashes of the young Yahei trembling invisibly, and Xie Ying'an opened his eyes only when there was a steady breathing sound from the side.
He turned his head to look at Qingran. The girl was curled up and sleeping soundly. The thin blanket covered half of her face. From this angle, she could only see her eyelashes fluttering slightly with her breathing.
Xie Ying'an clenched the fingers on both sides, the boy's eyes reflected the light outside the window, bright and dark.
There is still one year and one month before the end of high school, and he always feels that the next year and one month will be full of variables.
With a little carelessness, Li Qingran may never have a chance with him in this life.
This kind of feeling only came to me in the past two days. To be precise, I only got into F University. Every time I think about it, I always feel that my heart is being grabbed by someone, and I can't breathe at all.
He couldn't imagine how he would live without Li Qingran in his long life.
It is said that teenagers have sincere emotions, spill out their blood, and always hope to get something in return. Life is so short, sometimes fate is such a thing, you have to fight desperately.
Under the cover of the thin blanket, Xie Ying'an easily grasped Qingran's hand, he staggered her fingertips, and they clasped their fingers tightly.
That's how he felt a sense of peace in his heart.
Li Qingmo has no eyesight, he stretched out his leg and kicked Xie Ying'an's toe.
Xie Ying'an turned his head to look over, just stared at him fixedly, and didn't speak.
Li Qingmo knew that Xie Ying'an was still thinking about what happened just now, so he laughed a few times, and glanced back to make sure that Song Shize was asleep.
Only then did he explain: "How could I sell my sister? There's no set time for the promise to Song Shize. Besides, there's no rule to just bring my sister. At worst, I'll bring you along with me."
Xie Ying'an snorted coldly, "Remember what you said now!"
Li Qingmo nodded his head, and was a little puzzled: "How do I feel about the relationship between you two, Li Qingran..."
Speaking of this, Li Qingmo paused, his expression a bit ugly.
Xie Ying'an's expression didn't change at all, and he could still ask Li Qingmo in an old godlike way: "What's wrong with our relationship?"
Li Qingmo's words were a bit sour: "Why do I feel that Li Qingran seems to regard you as his own brother recently? Instead, he put me as a brother aside."
"Brother?" Xie Ying'an's expression was unpredictable, but he was not happy at all. He lowered his voice and asked Li Qingmo: "Why do you think Li Qingran regards me as a brother?"
Li Qingmo pointed to the thin blanket that covered them both, and accused: "In the past, Li Qingran sat in the same row as me in the car, and she would also cover me with a blanket when I was sleeping."
Oh, Xie Ying'an suddenly realized, thanks to his unpromising heart palpitations for so long, it turns out that these are normal behaviors here in Qingran.
Li Qingmo continued to make up the knife with a sour tone: "Maybe you have helped her more recently, and you are more like her brother than me."
Xie Ying'an stopped talking, and there was a trace of irritability in his expression that couldn't be suppressed.
Shut your mouth, the ghost is more like her own brother!
I think you want to be her brother.
(End of this chapter)
At the speed of the car, it would take at least nine o'clock in the evening to get home.
After Qingran finished eating the bun, she felt a little drowsy. Ruan Ruan and Zheng Chunming had already fallen asleep on the backs of their chairs, and even Song Shize, who was usually energetic, was dozing off with his head down.
The weather has suddenly turned hot these days, and the air conditioner in the car is running so cold that people's arms are cold. Qingran took out a coat and a thin quilt from her schoolbag and covered Ruan Ruan and Zheng Chunming.
Qingran was about to close his eyes and sleep for a while, when someone grabbed his arm suddenly, Xie Ying'an used some strength to pull Qingran to the empty seat next to him.
There was a smile in the boy's dark eyes, and he frowned to see that something warm was stuffed into Qingran's hand.
Looking at the hot bun in his hand, Qingran was so shocked that he lost his voice.
It took a long time for her to ask: "You, where did you get the buns?"
The key is that after being in the car for so long, the buns are still warm.
"I bought it before I got in the car."
Xie Ying'an's expression was rarely cramped. His long eyelashes drooped, and he was illuminated by the bright and dark lights in the car. His facial features were sharp and angular, and the tear mole on his eyelids also flickered with the light. This boy is so beautiful.
"Oh."
Qingran looked down at the steamed stuffed bun in her hand. A piece of bread just now couldn’t fill the emptiness in her stomach. The warm steamed stuffed bun was right in front of her eyes. She and Xie Ying’an were always rude, so they opened the plastic bag and took a bite .
The buns stuffed with shepherd's purse have no smell.
After taking a bite of Qingran, he remembered to ask Xie Yingan, "Have you eaten?"
Xie Ying'an was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "I have already eaten."
Li Qingmo next to him has a sharper nose than a dog. Qingran just took two bites of the steamed stuffed bun, and he smelled it.
Li Qingmo leaned over in a dazed manner, staring straight at the steamed stuffed bun in Qingran's hand, and lowered his voice: "Li Qingran, I love you for nothing, and I don't even think about your brother ordering something delicious. ?”
Qingran ignored him: "Brother, I've already eaten this bun, and I'll pay you two tomorrow."
Li Qingmo stretched out his hand playfully: "It's okay, I don't mind if you eat it. How much have I eaten since I was a child? I don't care about these details for a long time."
"Pa" Xie Ying'an knocked down Li Qingmo's extended hand expressionlessly.
Li Qingmo was angry: "Fuck, Xie Ying'an, what do you mean?"
Xie Ying'an looked at him indifferently, with suppressed hostility between his brows: "What did you mean when you sold Li Qingran?"
"Sell?" Li Qingmo had long forgotten the agreement with Song Shize, and he stared: "When did I sell Li Qingran?"
Qingran also looked at Xie Ying'an suspiciously, and squinted at her unreliable brother.
Li Qingmo is either good or bad at one point, that is, if others bully his sister, he can fight with others, but if he bullies his sister himself, then it doesn't matter.
Xie Ying'an exchanged a glance with Qingran, he walked out, exchanged places with Qingran, shut his eyes outside, and left a sentence for Li Qingmo: "Think about it yourself!"
Li Qingmo really sat back in his seat and thought about it. He really couldn't remember when he sold Li Qingran.
Except for the moment when he was in the car because Mr. Sun really ignored him, he was a little uneasy. It seemed that when Song Shize was driving Song Shize to leave the seat next to him, Song Shize said something, and he responded indiscriminately. I don't know what to do.
Could this have something to do with Song Shize?
After eating a steaming steamed bun, Qingran felt even more sleepy under the bumps of the car. Sitting here is a bit cold now, and it might be even colder if he falls asleep later.
She presciently took out another thin blanket, and took a look at Xie Ying'an before closing her eyes.
At that time, Xie Ying'an was also half lying on the seat with her eyes closed, and she didn't know if she was asleep or she was resting with her eyes closed.
The thin blanket was a bit big, Qingran spread out the thin blanket and put the other side on Xie Ying'an with a slight movement.
The action of covering half of the thin blanket did not wake Xie Ying'an up, and Qingran was even more sure that Xie Ying'an must have fallen asleep as well.
Although they said they were not tired from the competition these few days, their nerves have been tense all the time. It would be a lie to say that they are not nervous, but that kind of tension makes people feel particularly tired once their nerves relax.
Qingran carefully covered himself with the other side of the thin blanket, found a relatively comfortable position, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
She didn't see the long eyelashes of the young Yahei trembling invisibly, and Xie Ying'an opened his eyes only when there was a steady breathing sound from the side.
He turned his head to look at Qingran. The girl was curled up and sleeping soundly. The thin blanket covered half of her face. From this angle, she could only see her eyelashes fluttering slightly with her breathing.
Xie Ying'an clenched the fingers on both sides, the boy's eyes reflected the light outside the window, bright and dark.
There is still one year and one month before the end of high school, and he always feels that the next year and one month will be full of variables.
With a little carelessness, Li Qingran may never have a chance with him in this life.
This kind of feeling only came to me in the past two days. To be precise, I only got into F University. Every time I think about it, I always feel that my heart is being grabbed by someone, and I can't breathe at all.
He couldn't imagine how he would live without Li Qingran in his long life.
It is said that teenagers have sincere emotions, spill out their blood, and always hope to get something in return. Life is so short, sometimes fate is such a thing, you have to fight desperately.
Under the cover of the thin blanket, Xie Ying'an easily grasped Qingran's hand, he staggered her fingertips, and they clasped their fingers tightly.
That's how he felt a sense of peace in his heart.
Li Qingmo has no eyesight, he stretched out his leg and kicked Xie Ying'an's toe.
Xie Ying'an turned his head to look over, just stared at him fixedly, and didn't speak.
Li Qingmo knew that Xie Ying'an was still thinking about what happened just now, so he laughed a few times, and glanced back to make sure that Song Shize was asleep.
Only then did he explain: "How could I sell my sister? There's no set time for the promise to Song Shize. Besides, there's no rule to just bring my sister. At worst, I'll bring you along with me."
Xie Ying'an snorted coldly, "Remember what you said now!"
Li Qingmo nodded his head, and was a little puzzled: "How do I feel about the relationship between you two, Li Qingran..."
Speaking of this, Li Qingmo paused, his expression a bit ugly.
Xie Ying'an's expression didn't change at all, and he could still ask Li Qingmo in an old godlike way: "What's wrong with our relationship?"
Li Qingmo's words were a bit sour: "Why do I feel that Li Qingran seems to regard you as his own brother recently? Instead, he put me as a brother aside."
"Brother?" Xie Ying'an's expression was unpredictable, but he was not happy at all. He lowered his voice and asked Li Qingmo: "Why do you think Li Qingran regards me as a brother?"
Li Qingmo pointed to the thin blanket that covered them both, and accused: "In the past, Li Qingran sat in the same row as me in the car, and she would also cover me with a blanket when I was sleeping."
Oh, Xie Ying'an suddenly realized, thanks to his unpromising heart palpitations for so long, it turns out that these are normal behaviors here in Qingran.
Li Qingmo continued to make up the knife with a sour tone: "Maybe you have helped her more recently, and you are more like her brother than me."
Xie Ying'an stopped talking, and there was a trace of irritability in his expression that couldn't be suppressed.
Shut your mouth, the ghost is more like her own brother!
I think you want to be her brother.
(End of this chapter)
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