Fast Transmigration: Save Him

Ying Xi slowly opened his eyes, only to see Lu Xing when a figure into the dormitory gate; He let go of Qing Jiu with a sigh of relief.

"Thank you." He stretched out his hand and flicked it gently on Qing Jiu's forehead.

Qing nine eat pain, hand rub his forehead, pretended to be angry to say, "my high forehead will be knocked down by you."

"Well, I'm leaving. You can stay in the dormitory without class." After Qing Jiu's accident last time, Ying Xi was still afraid.

Qing Jiu nodded, she waved her hand, carrying a schoolbag and quickly walked to the girls' dormitory.

Boys' dormitory 414.

When Lu Xing went in, he saw the bag on his desk and frowned, "who put it?" He put his bag aside and looked at the other three.

"Qingjiu Xuemei bought this for you. She said that she was afraid you didn't have dinner. Tut Tut, if such a beautiful Xuemei did this to me, I would follow her." Du Feng looks envious.

Next to Zhao Xiangdong, he heard the word "Qing Jiu" and was writing. Then he began to write hard.

Xiao Shan on the other side is listening to music with headphones. He didn't hear the conversation just now.

When Lu Xing looked at the food on the table, he thought of the two people who were embracing each other downstairs just now. With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, his slender fingers picked up the bag and threw it into the garbage can.

"What are you doing?" Ying Xi looks sad and shakes his head helplessly.

"If you like her so much, go after her." When Lu Xing left a sentence coldly, he sat down in his chair, took out his earphone and listened to English words.

Du Feng sighed and shifted his eyes to the book he was reading; He still doesn't want to tell song Qingjiu about it, so that she won't be sad.

Zhao Xiangdong's eyes darkened.

The next morning, before six o'clock, Qing Jiu got up.

Xu Meng is sleepy. Suddenly she hears a rustle in her ear. She opens her eyes and sees Qing Jiu dressing.

She closed her eyes again and muttered, "why do you get up so early?" She stretched out her hand and tightened the quilt.

Qing Jiu put on his coat, picked up his comb and combed his hair. "I heard that Mr. Lu would run in the morning. I'm going to try my luck." She quickly tied a ponytail to show her white neck.

Xu Meng gave a "um" and went out with Duke Zhou again.

playground.

Qing Jiu came in and found that there were not many people in the whole playground, except a few classmates in twos and threes, as well as some grandfathers and grandmothers.

She squinted and saw the figure; He was slender, wearing a white high collar, and his face turned red.

Has he been running for a long time?

Qing Jiu sniffed. In fact, what she didn't like most was running; However, in order to get close to him, she had to take a few steps.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Lu!" As soon as Qing Jiu opened her mouth, she wanted to shoot herself to death; What a coincidence?

When Lu Xing looked at her, he didn't even look at her. He just speeded up.

"What time do you usually get up, Mr. Lu?" Qing nine simply go out, chat on chat, how!

Lu Xingshi continued to run forward and began to sprint at the speed of 100 meters.

Qing Jiu can't keep up.

"Hoo Hoo." Qing Jiu gasped for breath and stopped running. He stood beside the track with one hand pinching his waist and the other hand helping him breathe smoothly. Anyway, he would pass here sooner or later.

When he saw Lu Xing, he was about to run over. Qing Jiu just wanted to meet him, but he went straight outside the playground.

Run, run out?

When Qing Jiu trots to catch up with Lu Xing, he still keeps a distance of one or two steps behind him.

Looking at his straight back, Qing Jiu suddenly remembered a sentence he saw in a TV play: "the most perfect distance between you and me is the two meters and twenty centimeters behind you."