She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 227 My Favorite Mochi (Two in One)

Those warm memories cannot be denied, it can only be said that the pain is real, and so is the change of heart.

I used to love it, but not anymore.

But how can people become so fast?
The relationship is too fragile. A couple who have been together for 20 years can form a new love in an instant, let alone that little love when they were young?
She began to wonder, would it be better not to have the things that are destined to be lost in the first place?

"Jing Xing," drooping her eyelashes, avoiding his almost penetrating gaze, she said softly, "Do you like me?"

Jing Xing hummed, smiled again and said, "I thought that my performance was obvious enough."

Even Cheng Xu and Jian Jian could see it, so would Xiao Nuomi Tuan be unaware?

"Why?" She tilted her head, a little puzzled.

As Cheng Xu said, the little girls who like Jing Xing can line up from the playground to the school gate of the No. [-] Middle School, and there are many who are prettier than her. Lin Qingyou thinks that there is nothing special about herself that can win the favor of the boss.

An ordinary little girl, if you want to go deeper, learn better and have a better personality, but there are too many little girls like this, so grab a lot of them.

"Is there a reason to like it?" He asked back.

"Uh..." She blinked, as if she didn't need it.

"Do you still remember the secret you told me before?" Seeing her in a daze, he hooked the corners of his lips and suddenly changed another topic.

Lin Qingyou didn't keep up with his thinking for a while, so she hummed with some doubts.

"Most people's likes are too superficial, they only like the part you show, but I think someone can accept me with my secret." He looked into her eyes and repeated word by word.

Because of his words, Lin Qingyou remembered, wasn't this her answer when he asked her why she didn't find a boyfriend when he was at the playground?

She didn't expect that he would really remember her unintentional words in his heart.

"I don't ask what your secret is, you will naturally say it when you want to." Jing Xing tilted his head, suddenly without warning, kissed the small tattoo on the inside of her wrist, and said softly.

"But I want you to know that the mochi I like is, in my eyes, anything good."

Jing Xing didn't know the meaning of this small tattoo to her, but what he wanted to express was not only this small point, he not only wanted to embrace her hidden secret, but also wanted to kiss the dormant wound in her body .

"So, like me too, okay?" He raised his eyes to look at her, and his usually cold eyebrows softened.

To stubbornly pursue someone you like requires more courage than simply liking someone, especially in repeated confirmations over and over again.

The moonlight outside the window broke in through the corner of the curtain lifted by the wind, stumbling into his eyes, and the moonlight turned into a puddle of thick water in his pupils.

Lin Qingyou looked at him quietly. After a while, she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the daze in her eyes had faded away.

It is difficult to pick up the once collapsed beliefs, but the person who told her that I like you is Jing Xing, so she is willing to take that step carefully, trying to put together the scattered fragments.

"Okay." She heard herself say softly.

Du Mingyu was the first to feel the dark cloud hanging over his head dissipate, and the low air pressure that lasted for a week finally disappeared. Not only Du Mingyu, but even Ji Anran and the others who were far away felt that they were trapped. The throat choked by fate was able to breathe again.

Alas, it seems that the atmosphere between the two of them has returned, and they, a group of little pond fish who were harmed by innocence, can dance happily again, but what Du Mingyu is more puzzled about is...

Ok?
Why is the bracelet on the wrist of their squad leader so familiar?
To be more precise, it is very familiar, a simple hand-woven black string with a black agarwood bead strung on it, which looks inconspicuous.

Du Mingyu thought about where he had seen this thing for most of the class, but he never remembered it until the end of get out of class, when he finally said at the same table Xu Changhao, "Why do I feel that the bracelet and grapefruit worn by the monitor are The one my sister wore before" reminded me to understand, isn't this the one his Yuzu sister is wearing on her right wrist?

Because he often turned his head and lay on the back to talk, Du Mingyu was very impressed with this bracelet.

While he was chattering non-stop, his younger sister Yuzu rested her head on her right hand and listened attentively. The thin rope was tied around her thin wrist, so it was hard for him not to notice it.

The agarwood bead strung on that bracelet has a very special pattern, and the thread wrapped in the middle is rather bright. Just now he stared at Jing Xing's bracelet for a long time, and recognized the bead at a glance I've seen it myself, but I just can't remember where I saw it.

Then he turned his head and looked back, and sure enough, the black rope that never left his body on the right wrist of Yuzu sister was gone.

Xu Changhao also guessed the twists and turns, and leaned over with a gossip face, his voice was low, he started the melon eating mode, and said, "Tell me, does this count as an exchange of tokens of love? "

Du Mingyu was still thinking about the bracelet, and said, "You can have a token of love, but I didn't see anything on Sister Yuzu's body. What did the monitor exchange?"

"Let me make a bold guess." Xu Changhao thought for a while, then made a reasonable guess with a deep expression, "I think it might be the squad leader."

"...Extremely possible." Du Mingyu groaned, nodded frantically in agreement, and then patted his head with relief, "Xiao'er, you've got the truth this time."

You finally have a pair of eyes good at spotting gossip.

Probably because these two melon-eaters addicted to gossip made too much noise below, and Teacher Fang, who was standing on the podium giving a lecture, was too unhappy, picked up the blackboard eraser and knocked on the podium, and then pointed The watch roll began.

"The one in the penultimate row on the south side is called Xu Changhao, right? Stand up!"

Xu Changhao who hadn't recovered from the melon field: "???"

"There is also the same table, Du Mingyu, you stand up too." Mrs. Fang frowned and said again.

"I remember you. In your first monthly exam, you didn't do well in the Chinese exam. After I scolded you, your grades made a qualitative leap in the second monthly exam. It seems that I beat and beat a lot. You are still useful."

Du Mingyu: "..."

Teacher, it's not you who made it useful, but our selfless squad leader who benefited the public with the test paper.

(End of this chapter)