Xue God, you got the wrong object

Chapter 423 Only Future Boyfriends

Jiang Ling interrupted his movements, and handed the diary to Wen Lin under his somewhat dissatisfied gaze.

Wen Lin looked deeply at the small notebook, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, as if a little sad, and his voice was very soft, "Is this... hers?"

Jiang Ling nodded, "Well, it's hers. It contains things about you. I'll give you the diary now. You...keep it well."

Wen Lin took the diary from Jiang Ling's hand, and the knuckles of his long fingers turned white.

Jiang Ling saw Wen Lin's body trembling in front of the bar, clutching the notebook tightly and refusing to let go, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Wen Lin's voice trembled a little, "Thank you."

Jiang Ling waved her hand, "No, I'm just afraid of you..."

She swallowed the word crazy.

As a role model for three good students, she said, "I am afraid that you will do something that does not conform to the core values ​​of socialism."

Wen Lin didn't care about what Jiang Ling said either.

Just flipping through carefully, seeing every word in the diary, Wen Lin said thank you again.

Jiang Ling felt a little guilty.

After all, this is the original body's diary.

Now not only she watched it, but Wen Lin also watched it.

But when Jiang Ling read the diary, she could tell that Shen Ling liked Wen Lin, so she was so sad.

Now this diary, Jiang Ling, doesn't know what's the use of keeping it with her. It's better to use it as a seal to prevent Wen Lin from going crazy.

Before leaving, Wen Lin asked Jiang Ling to record something, which was for Hu Jing.

So on the first day after the holiday, Jiang Ling approached Hu Jing and took her to the rooftop where no one was there.

Tell Hu Jing what Wen Lin said word by word.

Hu Jing didn't believe it.

Jiang Ling took out the mobile phone she secretly brought into school and played the recording for her.

Hu Jing's entire face turned pale, how could he have imagined that the mild-looking person seemed weak and would not speak out, who knew he was a pervert?
She pursed her lips and dared not speak.

"Hu Jing, I haven't provoked you all this time, have I?" Jiang Ling frowned.

I really can't figure out how Hu Jing can make things happen in the senior year of high school when the time is so tight.

"Who told—who told Jiang Shijing to like you, why did you let him like you?" Hu Jing's face was pale, still a little unwilling.

Jiang Ling was planning to open the door and go downstairs, but was taken aback when she heard Hu Jing's words.

She turned around to look at Hu Jing, and suddenly smiled, "I don't know why Jiang Shijing likes me."

"But I know that Jiang Shijing will never like you like this in his life."

Jiang Ling's face was cold, and she was very cute when she was silent and smiling.

But when he was really angry, there was no smile in his eyes.

"Hu Jing, you can hear the recording very clearly, and I'll explain it to you very clearly—now I'm in my third year of high school, so I can take care of myself."

After saying the last sentence, Jiang Ling didn't bother to spend more time and energy with Hu Jing, she turned around again and opened the iron gate of the roof to go downstairs.

After returning to the classroom, as if nothing happened just now, she quietly worked on the questions, and she would not refuse anyone who asked her questions.

This is a big break, and the third year of high school did not participate in running and aerobics, so there was a lot of time.

Hu Jing returned to the classroom before class, and did not look at Jiang Ling after returning.

Jiang Ling didn't bother to talk to her either.

That night, like Jiang Shijing, he replied to that post.

"There are no ex-boyfriends, only future boyfriends.—Jiang Ling."

In a few days, the two influential figures replied one after another, and the content of the replies happened to match, as if they were announcing something.

So the whole school vaguely knew about it.

Jiang Shijing and Jiang Ling will be together after the college entrance examination.

It's not clear, and that's a fool.

(End of this chapter)