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Chapter 133. Chapter 133.
Zeng Zhile, who runs slowly on weekdays, ran home so fast that he almost broke the world record.

Probably because the title of 'Father' satisfied the man, he loosened the grip around Zeng Zhile's neck, and said that Zeng Zhile was only given 1 minute to leave, during which time Zeng Zhile was not allowed to look back.

Zeng Zhile simply couldn't wish for it, of course she wouldn't look back, if she saw what that man looked like, would she still have a way out?

While Sa Ya was running wildly all the way, Zeng Zhile did not forget to thank her father for sparing her dog's life.

Running all the way to the door of the house, she didn't even have time to press the password, knocking on the door anxiously, calling for her parents anxiously.

It was Father Zeng who came to open the door. Before he opened the door, Zeng Zhile threw himself into his arms, crying heartbreakingly.

Zeng's father was frightened. He was at a loss and wanted to comfort his daughter, but he didn't know how to comfort his daughter, so he had to ask her what happened?
It's okay if Zeng's father didn't ask, but Zeng Zhile cried even more when he asked.

Zeng Ma ran out of the kitchen when she heard the voice. She looked at Zeng Zhile who was crying miserably, and was also a little confused: "I just went downstairs to throw out the trash. What happened? Why are you crying?"

Naturally, Zeng Zhile didn't dare to let his parents know what happened downstairs, mainly because he was afraid that his parents would worry.

And that person didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards her.

In fact, today's incident is not completely bad, at least it dispelled most of Zeng Zhile's curiosity, and if this kind of thing happens again in the future, even if she is killed, she will not move forward.

Zeng Zhile shook his head, howled dryly for a long time before forcing out a tear, wiped his eyes with his arm, and found a lame reason: "It's so dark downstairs, I'm scared to death..."

Zeng's father looked helpless: "Next time, I will throw out the trash, and I will go down with you."

Zeng Zhile looked at Dad Zeng with tears in his eyes: "Dad, you are so kind, but unfortunately from now on, you will no longer be my only dad."

Not the only dad anymore?What about her two fathers?
Zeng's father was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Zeng's mother.

Zeng Ma gave him an angry look: "Look at what I do, you will believe what the child says, right?"

Zeng's father smiled awkwardly, and asked Zeng Zhile: "Girl, where did you find another father?"

Father Zeng fell into a mood of self-doubt, and found a father for himself, and Zeng Zhile was really his great daughter.

Two lines of hot tears fell from the corners of Zeng Zhile's eyes, and she suddenly remembered that her other father seemed to be a criminal, it was over, and she would not be able to take the public examination for three generations...

Sometimes Zeng Zhile felt a certain pressure, and would cry for a while from time to time, so her abnormality today was already taken for granted in the eyes of her parents.

Zeng Ma hugged her shoulders and comforted her softly: "We can learn as much as we can, don't study if we don't want to, don't force ourselves.

"That's right," Zeng's father also echoed on the side: "Three hundred and sixty-five lines to win the top prize, girl, don't put too much pressure on yourself, if it's really not possible, your grandfather still has a few acres of land in the country..."

Zeng Zhile didn't want to go back to the countryside to farm. After she calmed down, she went back to her room and continued to study the questions.

The problem is that she can't keep scrolling. She can't wait to find someone to talk about what happened just now.

The most suitable person to confide in seems to be Ling Xing, so Zeng Zhile picked up her phone and started editing, writing what happened tonight into a small composition and sending it to Ling Xing.

After the debate class was over, Ling Xing began to race against time to brush up the questions. By the time she finished brushing up the test papers and lay down on the bed, it was already 11:[-].

She was so tired that she didn't want to look at her phone at all, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep for a second, so she didn't see the little composition Zeng Zhile sent to beg for comfort.

……

At 5:[-] in the morning, Ling Xing turned off the alarm clock, and stayed in the warm bed for another [-] minutes before getting up.

Breakfast was already set on the dining table downstairs, and there was no sign of her brother in the living room.

When Ling Xing was sitting at the dining table peeling eggs, she was still wondering what time did her brother get up every day?

Sometimes even if she got up half an hour early, got up at [-] o'clock, and went downstairs around [-]:[-], Shi Shu had already prepared breakfast.

I didn't see Shishu, and I didn't see the stupid cat hairball either.

Ling Xing quickly finished his breakfast, and when he was about to go to school, he thought of Liang Ke again...

That fellow Liang Ke was still waiting for her brother's gift in return, but seeing her brother's posture, it was obvious that he had angered her who was passing the gift as a middleman.

This may point out where the hairball is hiding.

Ling Xing thought, why don't you go to the studio and get two portraits of Mao Tuan, as a return gift to Liang Ke?
Forget it.

What Liang Ke wanted was her brother's wishes, so what was she doing with just two paintings?
After thinking about this, Ling Xing no longer struggled, closed the door of the living room and walked out.

She had just walked to the road not far away when she heard Ji Yan's voice behind her.

"Stars? Stars—"

Ling Xing frowned angrily, and began to regret why he went out so early.

She pretended not to hear, didn't look back, and didn't stop at all, and even sped up faintly.

The footsteps behind him came from far to near, and Ji Yan ran all the way to catch up with Ling Xing.

"Xing Xing," he panted and walked on the right side of Ling Xing, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence."

Is it really a coincidence?

With Su Qingluo's repeated cases of coincidences first, Ling Xing no longer believes in any excuses for coincidences.

She nodded casually, and continued to stride forward, clearly expressing that she didn't want to communicate.

Ji Yan also quickened his pace to keep up, always walking on the right side of Ling Xing.

After walking for quite a long distance, Ji Yan finally couldn't hold back and asked: "Star, gift...do you still like it?"

Ling Xing paused slightly when she heard the words, she glanced at Ji Yan with expressionless side eyes, and then looked at the road ahead without squinting.

Tell the truth: "I didn't take it apart."

The rift between her and Ji Yan has already formed, and what she has with Ji Yan now is only a superficial relationship.

In other words, Ji Yan is completely unimportant to her now, not even a friend.

Ji Yan is a stubborn person sometimes, he stopped when he heard this, and soon caught up with Ling Xing.

He didn't understand, so he asked persistently: "Why don't you take it apart and have a look, if you don't like it, you can tell me, and I can replace it with something else..."

"Ji Yan, don't you understand?" Ling Xing suddenly stopped, interrupting Ji Yan's unfinished words.

Ji Yan also stopped following her with a puzzled expression, and the two stood facing each other.

Ling Xing's attitude is frank and cold: "Ji Yan, I accept your gift just as a courtesy between classmates, let alone you, even if it is another classmate, I will accept it and give it to you. Pay back."

Ignoring Ji Yan's sudden change of expression, Ling Xing didn't give him a chance to speak, and continued: "Ji Yan, I accepted the gift happily at the time just because I didn't want to embarrass you, for the sake of the friendship between our two families for many years .”

It's no longer about the friendship between the two of them for many years. The friendship between the two of them for many years has been gradually wiped out under Qiu Yilin's offensive.

Youthful friendship seems to be strong, but it can be recalled frequently, but it is also the easiest to wear off.

Ji Yan's face turned pale, and he just called out Ling Xing's name with the corners of his lips: "Xing Xing, how could you treat me like this..."

Ling Xing didn't want to answer his stupid question, what he sowed will reap the same result.

Ling Xing looked into Ji Yan's eyes, and slowly said word by word: "I accepted your gift without any suspicion, why do you expect me to open it?"

"By the way," Ling Xing said again: "The pen refills I gave you don't have any special meaning. After all, my return gift to every classmate is a bundle of pen refills."

Except for Su Qingluo's ten bundles, there was no exception.

After all, she didn't care about Ji Yan's reaction, and walked past him in a wrong step.

Sometimes Ling Xing really can't understand Ji Yan, how can he act like nothing happened after he did something that hurt her?

Actually it doesn't matter.

Ji Yan can act as if nothing happened, and she will help him keep it firmly in his heart and never forget it.

(End of this chapter)