Learn the gods, do you set up cp?

Chapter 57 Sister
Sunlight poured in from the windows in large swaths.

Sprinkled on Yang Zi's clear and well-defined facial features, Wen Rou realized that Yang Zi had lost a lot of weight, and the outline of his jawline was sharp and sharp.

In the past, she also sat in this coffee shop with Yang Zi.

He was talking, and she listened quietly, sometimes smiling, and sometimes responding to him.

Yang Zi is a very interesting person, even if we sit with him for three days and three nights, he still has something funny to say.

But now, they are still in this coffee shop, even in the place she is familiar with, but there is an unavoidable strangeness and estrangement between the two of them.

Yang Zi reached out and handed her a copy of "Long Jue",
"I've finished reading this book, and I'll return it to you."

He looked at her, as if he wanted to take advantage of this moment to look at her more.

His voice was a little hoarse, maybe he was laughing,

"When I read this book, I always think of you for no reason. Now I seem to understand why you like Changjue so much."

"Because you, like Changjue, look fragile and soft, but in fact, you are the most decisive. What you decide can never be turned back."

Yang Zi smiled wryly,
"I'm also someone you can't turn back."

Gentle and silent, acquiesced to his words.

Take the "Long Jue" over.

Yang Zi's eyes became brighter and brighter under the light golden broken sun, but he only had self-mockery and bitterness in his heart,

"Although everything is just a misunderstanding, I also know very well that everything can't go back, so I won't interfere with you anymore. It's just that I won't interfere with you anymore, but I still miss you very much."

"So I want to come to see you, and I want to tell you everything."

At least, don't leave any regrets,
Don't make her feel guilty either.

Yang Zi's tone was somewhat remorseful,
"Qin Jing is a very good person, he will protect you, unlike me, when faced with someone framing you, I only know to let you express yourself, let you come forward to argue."

Yang Zi's smile was filled with bitterness,

"I thought I knew you well enough. You always like to handle things by yourself. You usually don't pay attention to those gossips. It's just that when you get involved, you don't want to lie to others. So I didn't say anything. I just believed in you and would Just as before, strike them back cleanly."

"But I forgot that you need protection, you are not a hard-working person."

More than just not speaking for her.

Because he liked her so much, at the beginning of the matter, even though he knew that she would not do such a thing according to her character, he still deceived himself and was even more willing to believe that she did such a thing.

After all, it's just subconsciously pushing out girls who are close to him. It's not a big evil, it's human nature.

If she really did, then she really couldn't let him go.

It's a pity that she is glorious, and he is not an exception to her.

Yang Zi's eyes fell on the "Long Jue",
"I thought I was good to you and understood you enough, but in fact I was always wrong."

"Lian Changjue, who is tenacious, persevering, and lives to death, is a woman after all, and she needs to be protected by Ding Wang Chuyan, let alone you."

His tone seemed to be mocking himself, but it was extremely sad,

"I should protect you, sorry."

The gentle eyelashes tremble slightly, but the face is calm,
"It's all over. You have taken care of me a lot. It's because I didn't figure out the facts and misunderstood you."

Hearing her words, Yang Zi understood in his heart that he had no chance.

She doesn't look back at him anymore.

Yang Zi drooped her eyes, the atmosphere around her was low,
"I know everything that happened in the forum. I didn't expect that Yang Xinman would use such a method to frame you. I also didn't expect that she took me in when I was drunk. .”

Facing these things again gently, her heart is as still as water,

"None of us knew what she was going to do in advance, but now everything is clear, I misunderstood you after all."

Yang Zi lowered his eyes and smiled,
"Misunderstanding or not, it may really be that there is no fate. Even if I catch up with you, I will still lose you."

"But now that we've finished talking, I'm leaving."

"I wish you and Qin Jing..."

His words stopped on his lips,
"Forget it, I still don't wish it. From my standpoint, it's too insincere to say that."

Yang Zi stood up and looked at him tenderly.

He took two steps, but suddenly stopped, looking back at her,
"Gentle, I still like you very much."

A pair of gentle eyes looked at him.

His eye circles are reddish,

"If the person I like can't hold my five fingers."

"Then I wish her a ring that will never be taken off."

The noon sun slanted down, and the boy's tall back became extraordinarily upright in the sun, and the ends of his hair blowing in the wind seemed to be waving to the past.

However, his eye circles were reddish, which made people feel uncomfortable for no reason.

But he was smiling.

Gently and calmly,
"Thank you."

"You too."

The warm sun was falling, Gentle picked up the coffee and looked out the window.

Yang Zi's back has disappeared around the corner.

Fu Yan sat down again,
"Why did you just leave? He has come many times and sat in your position from time to time. Now that he has finally waited for you to come, he has nothing to say.

The tender eyes reflect the branches of the trees outside the window,

"If you talk about it, there is no need to miss it any more."

The gentle voice is long and quiet,
"It's just a pity. At that time, I was angry about something that was unnecessary. If it was a month ago, maybe I would regret it. Now, I feel that everything is fate. Maybe we were not suitable."

The misunderstanding just made the parting come earlier.

Gentle's hand holding the coffee cup suddenly stopped in mid-air,

From the beginning of the misunderstanding with Yang Zi, she only believed what she saw.

I have never tried to find out the real reason, nor have I talked with Yang Zi about the problem.

In fact, if she only listened to him carefully for a few minutes, she might be able to clear up the misunderstanding.

She thought she was stopping the loss in time, but unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect.

Thinking of this, Ruan stood up abruptly, picked up the book she put beside her,
"Let's talk next time, I suddenly have something urgent."

Fu Yan watched Ruan Wen go out in a hurry, she smiled.

The waiter asked curiously,

"Sister Yan, is this your sister?"

Fu Yan looked at the gentle back, lowered her eyes and smiled, the bright and sharp appearance was gentle and warm for a moment, and all the sharpness was suppressed,

"Her father is my reborn parent."

Just when the waiter was still thinking about the meaning of Fu Yan's words.

Fu Yan was already lazily looking out the window, and said to the waiter who had only been here for two days,

"It's indeed my sister. If she comes, don't take her money. Remember to always ask her what services she needs and have a better attitude."

The waiter quickly responded,
"Sister Yan, I remember."

"However... your sister still paid the money just now."

Fu Yan smiled,

"She's disobedient."

The waiter hurriedly flattered,

"Your sister is so beautiful."

Fu Yan lowered her eyes and smiled, her curly hair was full of sunny Boze, she was a little inexplicably proud,
"Of course, my sister is the school belle."

Ruan entered the school gate, and for some reason, many people she didn't know took the initiative to greet her.

Gentleness responded one by one.

Everyone has a warm and friendly smile on her face.

There were even a group of girls holding hot pot coupons from the Seventh Canteen and eagerly asking her if she wanted to have dinner together, but she declined with a gentle smile.

The preference and protection for her in the forum seems to be clearly visible in reality.

Standing tenderly on the school road, the heart that was still scarred just now seemed to be slightly healed by another way.

The sun is shining brightly, talking and laughing.

Gentle took a deep breath, mustered up the courage, and walked in the direction of the laboratory building.

The further you go, the fewer people on the road.

But her pace is getting slower and slower.

Stopped in the bamboo forest,

Finally, she still didn't dare to go forward, she sat on the bench, her long hair was blown by the wind in the bamboo forest, and brushed against her ears.

If she saw Qin Jing and Wen Jiawei.

What is she going to say?
Should she greet Wen Jiawei with a smile on her face, or should she blame Qin Jing immediately?

The former, in all fairness she couldn't do it,

The latter, in fact, is she not qualified, and she is even more unable to do it.

If she wonders if there is a misunderstanding,

How could it be the best way to deal with it directly.

Looking down gently, bamboo leaves fluttered around her and fell on the bench.

Her current position...is actually embarrassing.

He gave a gentle wry smile.

It even seemed a bit of a fuss.

It's not like her anymore.

Get up gently, want to turn around and leave,

But the moment he turned around, he saw Qin Jing and Wen Jiawei in front of him.

Qin Jing was lowering his eyes, and gently took away a withered yellow bamboo leaf that fell on Wen Jiawei's head.

The gentle footsteps stopped suddenly.

Qin Jing was helping Wen Jiawei take away the dead leaves, and Wen Jiawei was looking at him from a short distance away, her big eyes were piercing.

As someone in the forum said,
Talented and beautiful, lingering and ambiguous, nothing more than that.

A tender heart sinks,
In fact, he kissed her suddenly that night, was it the same as hugging her in front of that girl before?

The purpose is nothing more than to make those who follow him quit.

Maybe he was really attracted to her,

It's just that no amount of tenderness can beat Wen Jiawei.

Wen Rou only had a sore nose for a moment, but she forcibly suppressed the grievance, and had a final conclusion in her heart, but at this moment, she lost her timidity.

Qin Jing obviously saw her, and it was a little unexpected that she would appear here.
"gentle?"

Wen Jiawei heard Qin Jing's voice, and following his gaze, she saw Gentleness.

Wen Jiawei was a little surprised, but still smiled kindly,

"Are you gentle?"

"Let's have dinner together, just as we are going to eat."

Gentleness has lost timidity, and now she is smiling,
"it is good."

The way she looked at Qin Jing was also frank.

There is no evasion.

The girl's back was straight, and her long black hair, like smoke, hung loosely on her shoulders in the bamboo wind.

Although making a decision made her heart tremble and she felt sore for a moment, but she didn't see any vulnerability.

Along the way, only Wen Jiawei was talking to Qin Jing, Wen Rou didn't speak.

But every inch of her senses is actually more sensitive than usual, and she can hear every word of Jiawei in her ears.

The straight waist never collapsed.

The lights in the restaurant were a bit dim, Wenrou didn't wait for Qin Jing to unscrew the bottle cap for her, and unscrewed it under the table calmly.

That brand of yogurt bottle caps are notoriously difficult to twist.

Gentleness never twisted away once.

Qin Jing wanted to twist the bottle cap for her, but found that her expression was dull, and there was already twisted yogurt beside her.

The gentle tiger's mouth was slightly red, and when she rubbed against the bottle cap with force just now, she felt a dull pain, but when she picked up the chopsticks, there was no change on her face.

Qin Jing was a little surprised, but suddenly remembered that Wen Jiawei had never talked to Wen Rou all this way. He poked Wen Jiawei lightly with the tail of his chopsticks, but his eyes fell on Wen Wen, and said softly,
"Call someone."

Wen Jiawei was stunned for a moment before realizing it, looked straight at Wen Rou and said,
"sister in law."

Wen Rou heard Wen Jiawei's voice, and suddenly choked up.

She coughed a few times, looked up at Wen Jiawei in disbelief, and said hesitantly,
"What did you call me?"

Wen Jiawei froze for a moment, then looked at Qin Jing blankly,
"Brother, did I call you wrong?"

Qin Jing put a shrimp in the Wenrou bowl, lowered her eyes and said lightly,

"No."

The gentle and stunned mood was like a heavy hammer at the moment, knocking her into a daze,
"Are you... brothers and sisters?"

Even if the person opposite said these words, she couldn't tell whether Wen Jiawei and Qin Jing were siblings for a while.

Wen Jiawei stopped in mid-air with the chopsticks stuck in the fish balls, and tentatively said,
"Excuse me, if my sister-in-law is not satisfied, it can also be sisters...?"

Wenrou was choking so hard that she couldn't speak anymore, her heart was already filled with turbulent waves, and her ears were buzzing.

All the pretense of Cai just now seemed to be falling apart.

Her hands trembled for no reason, and she couldn't hold the chopsticks steadily.

Qin Jing noticed her abnormality, frowned slightly, put down the chopsticks, and said to Wen Jiawei,
"You eat first, let's go out for a while."

He pulled up Wenrou, whose mood was surging at the moment, and his fingertips were inexplicably cold.

Qin Jing and Ruan Wen walked to the barren purple bamboo garden behind the dining hall.

It was noon at the moment, everyone was eating, and no one was passing this road.

Biting her lower lip gently, she didn't look up at him.

Qin Jing's voice was soft,
"Gentle, you look up at me."

But Ruan Rou raised her head slowly, but Qin Jing saw her red eye circles.

Even if she didn't explain at this moment, Qin Jing already understood most of it.

His voice was patient but hoarse,
"What do you think we are related to?"

Wenrou wanted to talk and explain, but the tears were surprisingly fragile, and she fell down first.

With red eyes, she took the initiative to fall into Qin Jing's arms, and hugged Qin Jing.

Rourou suddenly threw herself into her arms, Qin Jing was stunned for a moment before reaching out to hug her.

Ruan didn't speak, but suddenly felt a pain in the tiger's mouth.

The waist and spine that had been propped up just now, together with the shoulders, suddenly collapsed and buried in Qin Jing's arms, tears pouring out uncontrollably.

All the grievances and heartaches that had been pretending to be relaxed just now surged up. He knew that he shouldn't be so hypocritical, but the calmness he pretended just now was all broken at this moment.

She thought that it was because he still couldn't say goodbye to the past completely, so he still couldn't help but meet Wen Jiawei.

She planned to make a decisive decision after eating this meal to see exactly what Qin Jing was thinking and if there was any misunderstanding.

She was even mentally prepared that after this meal, she might have to draw a clean line.

Unexpectedly, the misunderstanding was resolved so suddenly.

Qin Jing explained to her patiently in a low voice,
"Jiawei is the daughter of my mother's younger sister. Because my mother left early, my aunt took care of me a lot, so my relationship with Jiawei is closer than that of ordinary cousins."

His palm landed on her back, the protruding metacarpal bones on the white hand were faintly visible, he said softly,
"I didn't expect you to misunderstand."

At this moment, Rou Rou only felt the burning pain in the tiger's mouth, just now she twisted the bottle of yogurt in front of Wen Jiawei without changing her face, without showing any timidity or vulnerability.

Now on the traces of the yogurt being twisted away, the pain spreads up one after another.

Gentle stretched out her arms to hug his waist, buried her in his arms and cried, her hands were very soft, pressing on his waist was like a kitten tickling someone, slipping over his slightly stiff back muscles.

It's rare for Wen Rou to be so active, the tickle seems to be scratching his heart.

Qin Jing's hand slowly moved to her hair,
"Fortunately, the misunderstanding has been resolved."

His Adam's apple moved up and down slightly, his eyes darkened a little.

The touch on the waist really came, and the gentleness leaned against his arms, the voice was thin, as if he was suppressing his choking sobs, so as not to make a fuss too much, but he couldn't hold back the crying, a little pitiful and cute.

The delicate scent of hyacinth on Wenrou's body seemed to have grown hands and feet, and she timidly and boldly rushed into people's arms, asking for pity and closeness half-confessedly.

Qin Jing was filled with the faint fragrance of hyacinth.

The taste is so light that it is almost aggrieved, but it strongly absorbs people's soul, attracts people to want to possess it, and arouses people's desire to protect.

Qin Jing looked down at the tenderness in his arms, and slowly moved his fingertips from her hair to her cheeks, wiping away her tears.

Gentle can feel the thin calluses on his fingertips, and when he passes her cheek, there is a slight tremor.

At this moment, she realized that her actions were too hypocritical, it seemed that it was rare and strange, and she magnified small things like this.

She stood up quickly,

Gentle and apprehensive, she raised her head to look at Qin Jing, only to see that besides distress and intolerance, there was secretive emotion in those peach blossom eyes. There was a faint fire in the man's eyes, which was something she had never seen before.

The waves are dark and dark, completely imprisoning people in his eyes, and they cannot escape. Those eyes that look at people with deep affection seem to have countless dumb flames pouring down.

Rou Rou subconsciously wanted to take half a step back, but Qin Jing held her waist to stop her movement.

At this time, there was a sudden forceful movement, which forced Rourou to approach him.

It was obvious that his appearance was cold and indifferent, but the ambiguous and strong atmosphere was vividly displayed in his pair of misty peach-blossom eyes, which wrapped her tightly.

It was so hot that people didn't dare to look directly at it, and it made people burn when they saw it.

However, there is comfort and distress in those eyes,

People are unconsciously soft-hearted and cannot refuse.

Qin Jing lowered her head slowly, and tenderly saw that he closed his eyes, like last night, like a warning signal of danger, reminding her that she was about to cross the cordon, but even though her heart was beating like thunder and she was flustered, she still Can't help but fall into this light mint aroma.

Because he is Qin Jing.

The kiss that arrived as promised fell on her lips, rolling between the lips and teeth softly but hotly, connecting with her breath in an intimate gesture.

She blushed, like a boat sinking in the sea, sinking in his tender and tender kiss.

Qin Jing's movements were always very light, not as if he just wanted to kiss her, but more as if he was comforting her.But he had a faint urge to deepen the kiss.

If yesterday's kiss made her guess again and again, then the kiss at this moment is the exact trace of scorching without bias.

Their relationship was exactly as she imagined.

There is no one else at the moment, and there is no misunderstanding.

All of them clearly show the relationship.

Even if he still didn't say a word.

The gentle breath was disturbed by the kiss, she sank into his kiss, and the feeling that her legs were too weak to stand up came again.

And the man's breath control area invaded more and more inch by inch, and the hormones powerfully sneaked into every pore, paralyzing the nerves of the man, and the numbness made the man paralyzed.

She raised her head, and the tears accumulated in her eyes just now slipped down her cheeks inadvertently.

Warm tears touched Qin Jing, he slowly opened his eyes, raised his head, and slid his fingers over her cheeks, his voice was hoarse and sexy, making people feel at a loss for a moment, his face flushed,

"I can't take it anymore, don't cry."

That hyacinth fragrance that cannot help but be cherished, is like a villain, his eyes are red with grievances, he wants to be pitied, he wants to be close, he wants to be possessed without distance.

Hearing Qin Jing's words, her gentle face flushed.

Qin Jing lowered his head and wiped her tears,

"Let's go, don't keep Jiawei waiting."

Ruan nodded quickly and followed Qin Jing back.

It's just that it's completely different from the state of mind when I came here.

(End of this chapter)