She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 292 Your Heart Beats For Me Forever

After taking a few sips of beer, Jing Xing opened the box of fried chicken that Xiao Nuomi Duanzi was thinking of, and pushed it in front of her.

Lin Qingyou carefully inserted a small piece of the toothpick, and then put it in her mouth, for fear that if she shook her hand, she would drop the fried chicken to the ground, and the hundreds of dollars would be lost.

Swallowing this fried chicken, Lin Qingyou always felt that the taste of this fried chicken was much better than what she had eaten before. After thinking about the reason seriously, she felt that it was about [-] to [-] RMB that crowned the taste of this fried chicken successfully Alright.

After all, not everyone can eat [-] to [-] fried chicken.

Jing Xing's elbow rested casually on the small table, and his slender knuckles held the can of beer, shaking it every now and then.

This is already the second can of beer. He didn't drink a few sips of this can of beer. Before thinking about it, he bought this purely to match the words of the little glutinous rice dumpling, "I want to eat fried chicken and beer on the first snow day".

The two were chatting, and the topic got involved in feelings without knowing it.

Lin Qingyou really doesn't like the phrase "When two people are together for a long time, the love will eventually be exhausted. At that time, only the family relationship will be left to maintain the marriage", if two people can only rely on the family relationship to maintain the relationship in the end , then how can we continue to go forward?
Similarly, Jing Xing also sneered at this chicken soup for the soul, if the two people who are together don't even like each other, how can they continue this relationship?
Like his parents?

They choose to combine because of their interests, but in the end, are they still strangers living under the same roof?

If the so-called love is like this, then he would rather not have it.

Lin Qingyou leaned her elbows on the edge of the table, she looked at him with her chin resting, just in time to see Jing Xing unconsciously pressing the ring on his heart through the thin cloth, her eyes flickered flash.

Probably related to his original family and his upbringing experience, Jing Xing is very insecure. Although he usually hides well, some small subconscious actions can't deceive people.

"Jing Xing." She tilted her head, and suddenly called his name.

"Huh?" Jing Xing straightened his body, casually put the beer by his side, and placed it side by side with the empty soda can just now.

"I don't want any love to become a family relationship." She looked at him brightly, as if making a promise, "I just want your heart to beat for me forever, and every time I say your name, My heart will always be slightly aching from the hot love."

Jing Xing was startled, and was in a trance for a moment.

"Until death, your name and mine will be engraved on the tombstone." She looked at him, the corners of her lips curled up quietly, her smile was bright and warm.

"I just want this kind of love that never loses its passion," she said.

Jing Xing belonged to her, and she also belonged to Jing Xing.

The emotions in Jing Xing's pupils flickered from bright to dark, and the girl's smile was bright, like a ray of sunshine that could disperse the layers of dark clouds in the sky, and also disperse the haze surrounding him.

Old Xu said a word - young love is not to resist the whole world, but to crown oneself with the tenderness of the other party, to overcome all obstacles along the way, to go down the road of growth with courage, and finally to meet at the highest point See.

Only now did Jing Xing truly understand what he meant by these words. This world is not gentle, and the gentle person has always been his little glutinous rice dumpling...

He closed his eyes, and his voice became hoarse: "Nuomituan, do you know what you mean to me?"

"Ok?"

"It's the light," he said softly.

It is the light of his heart.

Lin Qingyou looked at him, with the purest smile reflected in her clear pupils.

You are also light to me, she said silently in her heart.

Jing Xing raised his head slightly, his neck stretched out a beautiful but slightly green neckline, and the beer can beside him was knocked to the ground by his movements.

He had already finished the beer inside, and the empty soda can rolled twice and fell out of the tent.

He looked at her, his pupils became darker and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Nutmi Tuan, you..."

After a pause, he tapped the corner of his lips with his slender fingertips, the hint was obvious.

Every time Jing Xing drank alcohol, his voice would always be a little different from usual, it was slightly hoarse, and there was even a little nasal sound in his voice, which was inexplicably seductive to people's ears.

"You..." He leaned over, looking at her with indifferent and beautiful black eyes, "Want to taste beer?" He licked his lips and said softly.

Lin Qingyou looked into his swirling eyes, and nodded in a strange way.

"I think." After a pause, she said.

……

Coming down from the library roof, Lin Qingyou didn't go back to the classroom, she promised Du Mingyu to bring him a cup of milk tea at the door in the morning, but Jing Xing took her to the roof in an unusual way.

As an honest and trustworthy three-good student, Lin Qingyou naturally wouldn't lie. She and Jing Xing didn't stay on the rooftop for long, and now there was more than an hour before the afternoon class, so they happened to make a trip to the door.

A crowd of people gathered at the school gate, blocking the roads on both sides. Lin Qingyou thought it was another young lady from the school who was surrounded by people. Xing withdrew to the side and stood on the steps beyond the guard room.

Standing tall and seeing far, thanks to the 5.2 vision in both eyes, Lin Qingyou recognized the little girl sitting on the ground in a mess at a glance.

Some time ago, we met once in an alley near No. [-] Middle School.

The little crying bag in the mouth of the white deer.

Standing in front of the little crying bag was a girl with exquisite makeup, flaming red lips and big waves, wearing the school uniform of the No. [-] Middle School, with a high-spirited look on her face, and she kept saying something in her mouth.

It's just that Lin Qingyou didn't hear clearly because of the distance.

Jing Xing obviously had no interest in this kind of usual drama between girls, so he glanced at it in a low mood, and then lowered his head to play the happy game on his mobile phone.

The conflicts between girls and girls are nothing more than "you messed with me", "you messed with my sister", "you messed with my man", Lin Qingyou combined the last time I saw it in the alley In that scene, I feel that the current situation should be mostly the third situation.

She looked into the crowd, and sure enough, she saw the familiar "dog thing" a few steps away from Xiaokuibao.

Ruan Jiangsheng held a girl's small bag in his hand, looked at the crying bag on the ground, then looked at his new girlfriend, and scratched the hair on his forehead helplessly.

He didn't mean to green her, he just forgot to say goodbye.

(End of this chapter)