She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 550 About I Love You
The little glutinous rice dumpling looked at him and said seriously, "I can't go."

"Why can't you leave?" Jing Xing asked.

"My boyfriend said, let me sit here and wait for him." She lowered her head and muttered again, "So I can't run around."

Jing Xing wanted to laugh a little.

She was too drunk, but she remembered what he said quite clearly.

Jing Xing looked at her for a while, then sat down on the seat next to her, and called her, "Little glutinous rice dumpling."

Lin Qingyou raised her head.

"Then who do you think I am?" Jing Xing said.

"Yes... yes..." Her head sank from drinking, and her reaction became dull. She said "yes" for a long time, but she didn't say a complete sentence.

"Who am I?" It was rare to see her like this, Jing Xing asked her again with great interest.

Lin Qingyou tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then said as if she had made up her mind, "He's a handsome guy."

Jing Xing: "..."

Seemingly thinking that what she said made sense, she nodded again, and repeated in an affirmative tone: "He's a handsome guy."

"..."

Jing Xing really didn't pick up the words.

He looked at her and smiled for a while, then licked his lips, slightly tightened the corners of his lips, and asked, "What's your boyfriend's name?"

Lin Qingyou thought for a while and said, "Jing Xing."

Before he could speak, she added another sentence: "Leverage."

Jing Xing didn't like his nickname very much, but Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi unexpectedly had a soft spot for his nickname, and when he got along with him in private, he would always talk softly and softly.

"It's called Leverage..." After hearing her answer, Jing Xing nodded seriously, "Then guess what my name is?"

Lin Qingyou shook her head and said honestly, "I can't guess."

Jing Xing said, "I'm called Lever."

Lin Qingyou thought for a moment about the connection between his words, her head seemed to turn around, she pointed at him and said with some doubts, "So, you are my boyfriend?"

"Yes." Jing Xing responded, hooked the shopping bag on the table, then stood up from his seat, turned around and squatted down in front of her, "Let's go, little confused ghost."

He picked her up and said lazily, "Now, your boyfriend is going to take you home."

After leaving the convenience store, Jing Xing walked slowly into the community with her on his back.

Lin Qingyou lay on his back without saying a word, the cold wind blowing from the street made her drowsiness and drunkenness dissipate a bit.

Resting her chin on Jing Xing's shoulder, Lin Qingyou stared at his profile for a while, then suddenly called out to him: "Jing Xing?"

"Huh?" Jing Xing responded.

"Leverage." She shouted again.

Jing Xing responded again.

Lin Qingyou looked at the almost indifferent arc drawn at the end of his eyes, and asked softly, "Are you unhappy?"

"No." Jing Xing turned his head slightly, "Why do you suddenly ask like this?"

"It's just..." She leaned her head back on his shoulder again, her voice sounded muffled, "I just think you're a little unhappy."

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Jing Xing's lips receded slightly, and his footsteps also stopped.

Xiao Nuomi Duanzi's intuition has always been keen, especially when facing him, the sixth sense belonging to girls is implemented in every place.

He really wasn't in a very high spirits tonight.

After being silent for a while, Jing Xing lowered his eyelash feathers and continued to walk forward.

"Yeah." After a few seconds, he suddenly said, "I'm a little unhappy."

Jing Xing did not hide it from her.

There was no expression on his face, and his voice was very weak, and he couldn't tell what emotion was hidden inside.

Lin Qingyou could roughly guess the reason why Jing Xing was unhappy.

Jing Xing's temper is rather light, and he doesn't care much about anything, but his parents are an exception.

From the last time she dreamed back to [-], she could also see that some of his parents' actions and words involved his emotions.

Lin Qingyou's eyes never left him, looking at the narrow shadow cast by his long eyelashes, she asked in a low voice, "Is it because of your mother?"

Jing Xing's eyelash feathers moved, but he lowered his eyes and did not answer.

Frankly speaking, Wei Shuyu is not a qualified mother.

Jing Xing never blamed her for anything, including her absurd lover's introduction banquet before, he just found it a little absurd and couldn't understand it.

After a long time, Jing Xing also understood that everyone probably has their own unique ideas, even if he is Wei Shuyu's son, he has no right to interfere with her feelings.

After all, in the end, it was her business.

Jing Xing never thought of pointing fingers at other people's views on love, nor did he intend to do so at all.

His attitude towards his mother has always been tolerant.

Although he didn't care enough about him, at least Wei Shuyu didn't forget his birthday.

For 18 years, every year on November [-]th, a routine birthday greeting will be sent.

Jing Xing felt that this was enough.

Children who have never received a mother's love do not need a lot of love to fill the void in their hearts, but as long as they get a little, they will feel that it is enough.

Even if it's just a cold happy birthday in a text message, at least it will make Jing Xing feel that he is not the one who has been completely forgotten.

But not this year.

Not even a formulaic "Happy Birthday."

Sometimes Jing Xing felt that a person like Wei Shuyu shouldn't have children at all.

She can fall in love and get married, but she shouldn't give birth to him.

How can a person who doesn't even have a sense of responsibility take care of another life?
Whether to marry or not is a person's freedom, and whether to have children is also a person's freedom, and no one else can interfere.

But how to treat children is not.

You can't bring him into this world and abandon him willfully.

A child is not the product of an adult's emotions, he is also an independent life.

"Jing Xing." Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Lin Qingyou slightly tightened her arms holding his neck.

Afraid that he would be sad, she didn't mention his mother again, but said: "I will always like you, I will say happy birthday to you every year, and I will also give you many birthday presents."

She leaned forward and carefully kissed his side cheek: "Don't be sad."

Jing Xing turned his head sideways, facing her wet eyes.

Knowing that he didn't feel safe, she said again: "You can confirm to me repeatedly that I like you."

There was still a hint of alcohol in her voice, she was clearly in a daze of intoxication, and she spoke out all the words she usually kept hidden.

Jing Xing suddenly smiled.

He said a word, it was in Xiangzhou dialect, she didn't understand, she blinked at him a little cutely.

Jing Xing didn't repeat it again, just bent his eyes and walked into the community with her on his back.

(End of this chapter)