She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 483 Jing Xing: "Still crying?"

Brotherhood is nothing in front of life safety, but the life of a dog is more important.

"I think so too." Cheng Xu was a little depressed when he mentioned this, "But my driver's license was confiscated."

Jing Xing tapped the steering wheel twice with his fingertips, and said with great interest, "Why, you hit a tree again?"

"No, not by the traffic police, but by my father."

As Cheng Xu said, he wanted to scratch his head again, but Lin Qingyou saw the hair above his left ear sharply, almost balding from his scratching.

"It was deducted for me yesterday afternoon." Cheng Xu said.

"Isn't it a holiday? I told my father, my mother, and my sister that I would take them for a drive, but neither my mother nor my sister dared to take my car, and there was no room for negotiation. rejected me."

"..."

Jing Xingxin said, except for those who can't think about it, who the hell would dare to ride in your car?

"Only my father said that he should be full of confidence in his children and not to dampen his son's self-confidence, so he took the lead and sat in the co-pilot seat of my car."

"...And then?" When Jing Xing heard this, he felt that the story would not develop according to the normal plot.

"Then?" Cheng Xu started scratching his head with his hands frantically, "Then the facts proved that my mother and my sister's judgment was correct."

Father Cheng soon paid the price for his blind trust in his son - lying in the hospital.

"Didn't my family build a racing track over Qishan? I was thinking about showing off my dad's driving skills, so I took him there. After two laps, I almost threw my dad out of the car window." Get out, and then he gets scared."

"..."

"Except for the severe mental stimulation, there is nothing serious about it. My father's ankle is twisted seriously. It is estimated that he will have to lie down for a week before he can walk."

Jing Xing was silent for a few seconds before he asked, "Didn't you drive at the racing track? How did you twist your ankle?"

"I parked in a wrong place. There happened to be a step leading to the outfield. Maybe my dad felt that saving his life was the most important thing. If he wanted to live, he had to get out of the car quickly, so he was a little flustered when he opened the door and didn't notice the steps under his feet. , as a result, it snapped and fell to the ground."

"..."

"And, it rolled down the steps."

"..."

Jing Xing and Lin Qingyou were silent.

What is 100 years of professional cheating?

That's it.

What's the matter with the driver's license being deducted? Cheng's father didn't interrupt Cheng Xu's dog legs, it was all because of the strong father-son relationship.

When we arrived at Hunan Normal University, the car stopped in front of the male dormitory building. During the holiday, it was raining again, and there was no one on campus.

Cheng Xu opened the car door and ran forward sullenly.

Jing Xing glanced at the back seat, and as expected, he saw the mobile phone he had forgotten, and turned his head to call him: "Xu Xu, your mobile phone—"

Cheng Xu slammed on the brakes and turned his head suddenly: "Oh, I almost forgot."

Jing Xing passed the phone through the car window, raised his chin slightly: "Let's go."

Cheng Xu: "Okay, brother, then take your time on the road, I'm going to find a quilt."

Jing Xing waved his hands at him, but didn't speak.

As soon as he changed the direction, Jing Xing hadn't finished asking "What do you want to eat tonight", when he saw Cheng Xu not far away like a small motor that was generating electricity, rattling over with full power.

Lin Qingyou caught a glimpse of Cheng Xu's figure from the corner of her eye, and subconsciously pressed her hand on Jing Xing's arm: "Wait, don't leave, Cheng Xu is back."

As soon as the end of this sentence fell, Cheng Xu ran to them in three steps at a time.

"Sister Qingyou?" Cheng Xu bent down and tapped on the car window with his knuckles.

Lin Qingyou turned her head and lowered the car window to look at him: "What's wrong?"

"My quilt is gone." Cheng Xu said with a sad face.

"..."

It was not easy to overcome the difficulties and obstacles and return to school, only to find that the quilt I had dried was missing.

Cheng Xu's expression was sad, and his voice was depressed: "I just went to look for it, and there is no place to dry the quilt, it is empty, and there are no drying racks nearby, they are all empty."

His face was covered with snot and tears from crying, and he sat on the ground sobbing, sad like a tramp picking up rags by the roadside.

It's as if he had been busy all day, and finally picked up a bag of garbage, but in the end, his colleagues stole it all.

Not even a plastic bottle cap was left for him.

"..."

Jing Xing pressed the center of his eyebrows with a bit of a headache, then raised his hand and rubbed the little glutinous rice dumpling's head, and got out of the car helplessly: "Let's go, go down and look for him."

In front of the dormitory, there is an open space for students to dry their clothes. There are many clothes racks and clotheslines on it. Because it has been raining for the past two days, there is no dry clothes on the open space. clothing.

Jing Xing raised his eyes and glanced over, the clothes hanger was empty, and he could see the end at a glance.

Not to mention the quilt, there is not even a broken rag.

Cheng Xu was crying pear blossoms with rain, like a wronged little daughter-in-law who was forced to bind her feet in the old society.

"..." Jing Xing turned his head sideways and looked at him expressionlessly.

Cheng Xu was even more aggrieved by him, crying: "Brother, I lost all my quilts, and you still stare at me, you still stare at me, why are you still staring at me?"

Jing Xing only felt an upgraded version of a big fly buzzing non-stop around his ear, making his head hurt from the noise: "...are you still crying?"

Crying twice means enough, why can't you stop crying?
Cheng Xu refused to let go, and reiterated again and again: "No, brother, what I'm talking about now is my quilt, quilt—you see my quilt is lost, why don't you let me cry twice?"

"Don't call me brother, can I call you brother?" Jing Xing covered his ears, being irritated by his quarrel.

Cheng Xu grabbed his arm and groaned, "But my quilt—"

Jing Xing's eyes were full of helplessness: "Buy, I'll buy it for you, buy the best one, buy two, okay?"

"No." Cheng Xu's tone was firm, "My quilt is different from others, it has a deep relationship with me."

As Cheng Xu said, he wanted to weep until dawn again: "It accompanied me through military training, through my green years, and over a dozen days and nights with me. If I lost it , I lost half my life, I lost my mind, and I couldn’t sleep.”

"..."

Jing Xing was already numb, with an expression on his face that I would fucking listen to your nonsense.

"Brother, I don't care, you must help me find it." Cheng Xu tightened the hand holding his arm, and acted coquettishly with all his strength, "Brother, you are my dear brother, you have to help me find it." I'm looking for it, if you don't help me, I'll...I'll..."

(End of this chapter)