She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 302 "If you want to die, then I will die for you."

Lin Qingyou clenched and loosened her hands. For a moment, she felt that the light refracted from his pupils was cooler than the falling snow, like a vast snow field under a huge sky, where there was nothing but endless desolation. invisible.

The electronic screen on the square has already started the countdown, and the cheers of the people around are endless.

three--

two--

one--

boom!
Huge colorful fireworks exploded in the deep sky on time, turning into little stars hanging behind the clouds.

Zero o'clock, it's a new year.

Lin Qingyou didn't watch the fireworks feast in the sky, but put all her attention on Jing Xing. She looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist: "Jing Xing?"

Jing Xing's eye feathers moved slightly, and he turned his head to look over.

The place where Xiao Nuomi Duanzi stood was a flower bed, about [-] to [-] centimeters high. After she stood on it, she was half a head taller than him.

Seeing that she just tilted her head and looked at him without speaking, he smiled, raised his head and stroked her hair, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lin Qingyou blinked, and suddenly opened her hands towards him.

Jing Xing was slightly startled.

"Boyfriend, why are you so confused?" Lin Qingyou saw that he was frozen, so she simply leaned forward, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him into her arms.

"I've already reached out to you, why don't you come and hug me?" She sighed in distress.

Since her boyfriend doesn't understand style, she can only do it herself.

Jing Xing was stunned for a moment, but when he realized it, his shoulders trembled when he laughed.

Ah... It's the first time in my life that I've been bullied by a domineering president, this feeling seems pretty good?

But then again, did the scripts of the roles of the two get reversed?
"Little Nuomituan, did you take my script away, huh?" Jing Xing finished laughing, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and looked at her with dark eyes.

The strange little emotion that was aroused by the fortune teller's words just now disappeared without a trace because of her intimate behavior.

"I can't help it, my boyfriend is so confused, I even reached out to him, but he didn't know to give me a hug." Lin Qingyou said.

"Then now, your boyfriend knows." Jing Xing smiled with his eyes bent, and slightly tightened the hand on her waist.

Lin Qingyou looked down at him, his eyelashes drooping low, still making it difficult to see the emotion in his eyes.

"Jing Xing." She called him again, "That fortune teller is talking nonsense, don't be unhappy."

Standing on the flower bed, she lowered her head and kissed the tear mole under his eyes, her voice was soft and soft, "My tablemate is not a lonely star, if I want to get my fate, it will be your fate."

It was her, Lin Qingyou, who entered Jingxing's life.

Jing Xing didn't expect that she would remember this, after a little stunned, his eyes gradually merged into an undercurrent of unpredictable depth.

"Wandering or not, what he says doesn't matter, I have the final say, if I say you won't, you won't." Lin Qingyou didn't take back her hand on his shoulder, and said softly again.

"Nutmi ball." After a moment of silence, Jing Xing closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be too nice to me."

"why?"

"Because..." He paused, hugged her from the flower bed, pressed his chin on her shoulder, and whispered, "I will be greedy."

"I don't want it." She shook her head and looked at him with a smile, her eyes were shining like stars, "I like you to be greedy."

It was almost one o'clock in the morning when we got home, Lin Qingyou stood at the gate of the yard and waved to him, Jing Xing watched the lights in her room on the second floor turn on before turning and leaving the community.

It was getting late, Lin Qingyou simply took a shower and climbed into bed, only one floor lamp was turned on in the bedroom, Lin Qingyou touched the mobile phone on the table, said "good night" to Jing Xing, and was about to put it down. While the phone was sleeping, there was a light ding on WeChat, and a message box popped up on the screen.

Lin Qingyou yawned sleepily, and glanced at the corner of her eye.

A very angry anime avatar.

She has seen this avatar once and will never forget it. In her circle of friends, only congratulatory messages like this are used. It stands out from the crowd.

Lin Qingyou's yawn was halfway through, and she forced it back, clicked on the message box, and a big red envelope was thrown in front of her, in line with the usual congratulatory words: "Sister, happy new year, I wish you every year I don’t fail my studies at all ages, but there are handsome guys from day to day.”

Even the New Year's greetings are in such a congratulatory style.

She just sent a thank you brother, and sent a congratulatory message with an emoticon, by the way: "This is a red envelope from your brother Cheng Jia and me. Do you understand what I mean? Do you understand?? Yes Bar???"

The congratulatory message hinted frantically.

Lin Qingyou couldn't hold it back, she bent her eyes and laughed, and finally stopped laughing before she clicked on the screen and replied to him in a serious manner.

"I understand, I understand, then congratulate Brother Ci and Brother Cheng Jia on happy new year too. In the new year, we will work together for a well-off society, build socialism together, and be outstanding young people in the 21st century."

Tsk, this little girl is on the right track, but why does this New Year's greeting sound a bit weird, like listening to a press release?

After contemplating the congratulatory message for a while, I still couldn't figure out what was wrong, so I decided not to think about it, and happily picked up the phone and shook it in front of Cheng Jia, saying: "Jiajia, look, my sister wishes you Happy New Year."

Since his tone was too similar to "My sister wishes you a happy wedding", Cheng Jia raised her head to save face, and glanced at the screen symbolically.

But after seeing what the congratulatory message crazily hinted at, Cheng Jia's eyelids twitched, and he turned his head back decisively.

Forget it, he won't punish him to copy the Xinhua dictionary if it's Chinese New Year's Eve.

After New Year's Day, it took three or four days for the snow to stop, and the sun was still hiding behind the thick clouds, with no intention of sticking its head out.

Seven o'clock, early self-study, the class is very quiet.

Quietly, only the regular breathing of the students could be heard.

If Lao Xu was here, he would definitely boast, "Look at the children in our class, how disciplined they are." At present, the premise of saying this is that he didn't see that the children in his class were not reading books, but Sleeping soundly.

I don't know if the three-day vacation made everyone indulge. The conspicuous dark circles under the eyes are getting heavier and heavier, and it has upgraded a classroom into a national treasure paradise for giant pandas.

Lin Qingyou is afraid of the cold. Even though she has been in Xiangzhou for more than half a year, she still can't adapt to the cold and humid weather in the south. In the past three days, except for going to the square with Jing Xing on New Year's Day, she has been staying at home. The spirit of raising is very good.

(End of this chapter)