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Chapter 441 Jing Xing: "No one holds hands."

"Ah?" Cheng Xu turned his head around and asked in confusion, "Brother Xing, how do you know?"

Jing Xing turned his head to look at He Xiangyang, then turned his head, pronounced the words clearly, and paused every word: "Because I was right next to him at that time."

What was the situation?

Jing Xing didn't even want to mention it, he felt it was too embarrassing.

I can't remember the exact time, but it seems to be around the time of the winter vacation in the third year of junior high school. He Xiangyang, a young man with a second-grade middle school illness, who imitated the gangsters in other movies, had a date with a group of elementary school students from the school next door.

For this reason, I also specially enrolled in a specialty class and learned Taekwondo for two months.

Jing Xing didn't know where he got the courage, after two months of learning, he dared to ask other elementary school students to make an appointment.

Fortunately, although there are many elementary school students, they are short in stature, nearly a head shorter than He Xiangyang, at least his height has an advantage.

Jing Xing's original intention was that it's okay to pretend, but you've almost got it, but He Xiangyang insisted on showing off his newly learned three tricks and two styles, and Jing Xing couldn't stop him.

result--

Ah.

If he hadn't reached out to catch He Xiangyang in a quick reaction, He Xiangyang would have fallen into the trash can on the side of the road.

This extremely dramatic scene frightened the group of primary school students on the opposite side to scatter in an instant. In less than half a minute, the group of people ran away without a trace.

In the end, it was Jing Xing who carried him out of the alley, then took a taxi and went straight to the hospital.

The examination results came out, lumbar sprain, multiple soft tissue contusions on the back and neck, and a slight concussion.

He Xiangyang lay on the bed for three full days before he dared to move, and since then he gave up the idea of ​​being a school leader.

Hearing what Jing Xing said, Cheng Xu also remembered what happened, and turned his head to look at He Xiangyang: "So that's why you were hospitalized at that time?"

No wonder he and Liang Jidong went to the hospital to visit, He Xiangyang didn't say how he got his injuries.

"Ah... that's about it." He Xiangyang replied vaguely.

Not only did Jing Xing feel ashamed, but when he came to his senses afterwards, he also felt quite ashamed.

The awesomeness was blown out, and it ended up being planted in the trash can.

Alas, the past is hard to look back on.

After seven o'clock, the sky was getting darker, and the distant sky was filled with layers of clouds, and the sky reflected was red.

After dinner, Cheng Xu dropped by He Xiangyang to go home, while Lin Qingyou and Jing Xing went to the city library to get books.

When passing the Xiangzhou Cross-River Bridge, Cheng Xu stopped, leaned against the railing and blew the river wind for a while, Jing Xing was not in a hurry, and leaned lazily beside him, leaning sideways to the distant river look.

The sky is full of autumn water, thousands of miles of mist, and the half-hanging sunset drags out a long tail on the sparkling river. The color is magnificent, and half of the river is dyed orange red.

Cheng Xu leaned out, stretched out his hand to try the wind blowing in front of him, and muttered: "Is summer coming to an end soon? It feels like the wind is starting to cool down at night."

There was a sidewalk behind them. A girl on a bicycle passed behind Cheng Xu. After half a minute, she came back and looked back at him frequently.

The girl seemed relieved when she saw his arm that had been hanging out of the crossbar retracted, and then she rode away on the bicycle in peace.

It was the first time I saw this kind of girl who didn't look at Jing Xing when they were together, but paid attention to him frequently. Cheng Xu burst into tears with excitement, and grabbed He Xiangyang's shoulder tremblingly with his fingers, so moved. an old dog.

"Look, Yangyang, finally there are girls who appreciate my inner beauty." Cheng Xu raised the corner of his clothes and wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of his eyes, and said, "Facts have proved that I am not without charisma. "

He Xiangyang endured it, but still couldn't hold back, and said very honestly: "Although, but, I still want to say..."

"What?" Cheng Xu's moved expression still hasn't dissipated.

He Xiangyang: "They are afraid that you will jump into the river."

Cheng Xu: "..."

Ok, let's end this topic here.

After getting off the Xiangjiang Bridge, Cheng Xu dragged He Xiangyang and waved at Jingxing, and walked towards the boulevard to the east. The city library is located in the north of Jiading District, and it is not far from here. 10 minutes of time.

There was a traffic jam on the road, and Lin Qingyou didn't plan to take a car, so she walked slowly along the side of the road. The city library was open 24 hours a day, and it was never closed on holidays, so she didn't have to worry about it being closed.

The wind blew slowly from the surface of the river, whirled around her fingertips, and then slipped away unhurriedly, Jing Xing kept paying attention to her expression.

In the past few days, Xiao Nuomi Duanzi has been absent-minded, as if she has something on her mind, when she asks her, she just blinks her eyes, changes the subject, and doesn't say anything.

Jing Xing's pupils darkened, and he suddenly called her, "Xiaotuanzi?"

Because of Jing Xing's voice, Lin Qingyou pulled herself out of her thoughts, and turned her head to look at him.

Jing Xing didn't ask her what was on her mind, but leaned over and stared at her for two seconds, then straightened up slowly, imitating her usual tone of voice, and said with a bit of the end: "Hmph~ no one is holding hands hand, then I will put my clothes in my pockets."

Lin Qingyou was stunned: "?"

The "hum~" of this magical pen?
After holding back, Lin Qingyou couldn't hold back, burst out laughing, looked up at him with crooked eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Can't you see it?" Jing Xing raised his brows slightly, and his voice sounded lazy, "I'm being coquettish, asking for attention."

Hearing this, Lin Qingyou's eyes curved even wider.

Although it's really cute to say the double word, but the person who said it was Jing Xing, Lin Qingyou always felt that there was a subtle contrast.

Has he forgotten his personality as a high-cold school bully?
What about the flower of Gaoling?

The persona completely collapsed.

Lin Qingyou held back her smile, cleared her cough, and asked him pretending to be serious: "My kid, tell me honestly, how old are you this year?"

"Hmm..." Jing Xing thought about it for a while, and his tone was slightly uncertain, "Three years old?"

Just three years old, no more.

"Okay, three years old." Lin Qingyou nodded, "Then come."

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

"Don't you want to hold hands?" Lin Qingyou smiled and stretched out her hand towards him, very cooperative, "My sister will take you to the library to get books first, and then send you home as a kid."

"Sister?" A hint of amusement flashed in Jing Xing's eyes, then he handed over his hand with great interest, and asked slowly, "Why did you suddenly become a sister?"

Isn't it time for her to act like a baby and let her brother recite it?

"Why not?" Lin Qingyou didn't feel guilty about taking advantage of others, and said frankly, "Aren't you three years old, my sister is seventeen this year."

(End of this chapter)