My friends are gods

Chapter 98

Watching Lu Lixin leave, Song Qiming didn't take it seriously at all, his eyes turned slightly, and he looked at Ji Qiuxue, full of different colors, and tentatively asked: "Is playing teacher-student relationship so exciting?"

Ji Qiuxue took a deep breath, calmed down the anger in her heart, and gave Song Qiming a hard look. She didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but she said by accident, "Why are you here!"

Song Qiming grinned and said, "I'll continue to apologize to you."

He trotted to a newsstand next to him, took out the prepared flowers and notes from it, and generously handed them to Ji Qiuxue.

Ji Qiuxue looked at Song Qiming, intending to turn around and leave, but thinking that Song Qiming had never stopped apologizing during this time, thinking that it was a misunderstanding, she sighed, but didn't say anything, just took the flowers and the note in silence .

Song Qiming said seriously: "It was a misunderstanding that day."

"Ah."

Ji Qiuxue nodded rather coldly, turned to leave, and said at the same time: "You go, I know that day was a misunderstanding, I forgive you."

Song Qiming begged for nothing and said: "I am a hero to save the beauty, won't you invite me up for a glass of water?"

Ji Qiuxue's footsteps froze, without turning her head, she said coldly, "Get out!"

After saying this word, she walked quickly into the community.

Song Qiming's mouth twitched.

Tied with Yuelao's red rope, this chick still ignores her, which is not magical at all.

But there's no other way, you can't rush forward shamelessly and forcibly enter other people's residences.

Song Qiming had no choice but to return home, nestled in the sofa, holding a mobile phone in his hand, @月老.

Not long after, Yuelao came out and asked, "What's the matter, little friend Song?"

Song Qiming: "Your red string is useless."

Yuelao: "Why did you say that?"

Song Qiming: "I tied the red rope, but they still brought me back."

Yuelao: "Little friend Song, emotional matters don't happen overnight. Even if there is a red rope, it has to be done gradually. Everything has to be done slowly. People are human, so you can't just tie the red rope and throw it at you right away." Hugs and hugs, everything needs a buffer."

Song Qiming in front of the screen suddenly realized: "Understood, thank you Yuelao for answering."

In the final analysis, the relationship should not be too forced, but with the old red rope as the link, there will be a kind of affection for each other, and they will gradually come together. Even if the process is difficult, they will eventually get married.

Song Qiming could feel that he had a different feeling for Ji Qiuxue.

It didn't happen before, but now, Ji Qiuxue's figure always flashes in my mind inadvertently.

As if planted in my heart.

He knew that this was the effect of Yuelao's red rope, and murmured, "Could she be thinking of me too?"

If you can't help it, you will think of the other party, maybe it is love.

And the Yuelao red rope is to let people who do not have this kind of emotion breed this kind of emotion.

"It seems that I have to start my pursuit in the future."

Song Qiming pursed his lips and thought to himself, with the help of Yuelao Hongsheng, the pursuit should be quite easy.

……

For a week in a row, Song Qiming went to the Huayuan community on time every day to send flowers and notes.

However, the note changed from an apology at the beginning to an extremely nasty love story.

I don't know if it's just a coincidence. In the past, I couldn't see Ji Qiuxue, but later, when I went to deliver flowers every day, I could see Ji Qiuxue. Moreover, Ji Qiuxue would change a set of clothes every day, which made Song Qiming feel uncomfortable. Feast your eyes.

This week's weekend.

Song Qiming came to the Huayuan community and continued to write hard beside the newsstand.

He wrote on the note: "It's only a week before Chinese New Year. The weather forecast says there will be snow in the next four days. I want to watch the snow with you..."

Before finishing writing, a white palm stretched out and grabbed the note.

"Don't you want to apologize? What does it mean to write these every day?"

The icy voice rang in Song Qiming's ears, colder than the winter wind.

Song Qiming turned his head to look.

It was Ji Qiuxue who came.

She was wearing a cool-toned dress today, her black hair was tied up, she looked extraordinarily cold, even her face was icy cold.

Song Qiming smiled at her and said, "Playing Gao Leng Fan today?"

"I asked you what you mean!"

Ji Qiuxue said coldly, with some anger in her tone.

Recently, she felt as if she had been possessed by a demon. Every day when she lay down, she would involuntarily think of Song Qiming's figure and the flowers that had never stopped during this period of time.

She checked a lot of information, and the book said that this phenomenon is called heartbeat.

It made her feel a pang of fear.

She knew that she was gay, but how could a gay be attracted to a man?
But she couldn't control herself, Song Qiming's figure seemed to be imprinted in her mind, no matter how much she forced herself, she couldn't get it off.

She can't accept that she likes a man.

So, she went to a club again, trying to make herself forget about Song Qiming, but looking at the throbbing body in the past, she suddenly felt dull, and felt a deep sense of guilt, as if she was sorry for someone.

Especially recently, Song Qiming's note has changed from an apology to a love letter. She found that she was still a little happy in her heart, and couldn't help but want to see Song Qiming, and wanted to show her most beautiful side To Song Qiming.

She flipped through the books again and learned that this phenomenon is called——falling.

Ji Qiuxue couldn't accept that she fell into the hands of a man.

Therefore, she forced herself to be cold to Song Qiming, and let him stop thinking about it.

But for some reason, when she sipped at Song Qiming coldly, she felt a burst of heartache.

Song Qiming looked at Ji Qiuxue and said, "What do I mean, can't you see it?"

Ji Qiuxue was startled, if she really couldn't see it, she must be an idiot.

She secretly called herself an idiot.

Then, she said coldly: "I can't tell!"

Regardless of 21, Song Qiming rushed forward, stretched out his hand to hold Ji Qiuxue in his arms, and in his panicked eyes, lowered his head and kissed Ji Qiuxue's lips.

In an instant, Ji Qiuxue's mind became blank.

She was stunned!

She felt that she should be angry, should slap Song Qiming across the face, and bump Song Qiming's thing with her knee, but she felt a burst of powerlessness, as if her body was about to collapse in Song Qiming's arms.

After a while.

Lips parted, Song Qiming looked at Ji Qiuxue's pink cheeks, his eyes were deep, and his voice was magnetic: "Now do you know what it means? It means, I, have a crush on you."

Ji Qiuxue froze.

In her mind, it was full of Song Qiming's feeling when he just kissed her.

It was like an electric shock, the feeling of powerlessness all over her body made her intoxicated.

Ji Qiuxue felt that she should be disgusted, but she couldn't afford to feel disgusted at all.

Could it be that he really fell in love with Song Qiming, this...man?

For a moment, Ji Qiuxue was speechless and her thoughts were confused.

(End of this chapter)