What if I Write the Continuation of Romance as Lily

"Great tragedy..."

Lu Yao looked at? Two drunks and Lin Qing, who was immobile (in his opinion), who was restrained by Qiao Yu, muttered.

Now is not the time to be frustrated because of losing the gambling. He volunteered to walk to Lin Qing and shouted: "I'll drag Qiao Yu away—"

Before he finished speaking, Mi Yiyi stretched his leg and stumbled, turning his head in confusion.

"Miyi, what are you doing?"

"...This is my line, what are you doing?"

Lu Yao said with an expression of "This? Don't you understand it at a glance", and pointed it honestly? He replied over there, "Go and save Lin Qing."

"..."

Miyi followed his direction and glanced at the two of them, and then was pushed back by the pink atmosphere that came over her face.

"Lu Yao." Mi Yi's face was expressionless, "Are you Xia-stupid?"

Isn’t it okay, I’m almost going to say a personal attack, but fortunately, I corrected it in time and turned it into a statement of facts.

Mi Yi praised her responsiveness in her heart, and no longer cared about the stupid friend in front of her, she walked to Cong Ye and shook him.

Although he did not understand what Mi Yi meant, the aura of "shut up and follow me and don’t go to Qiao Yu" exuded by Mi Yi was stunned. Lu Yao followed the Cong who collapsed on the sofa. Yefu sat up and asked questioningly.

"Here? The side has completely fallen asleep...Speaking of which kind of drink? Can the same kind of fruit wine be drunk like theirs?"

"Who knows, I think that in general, you will get water poisoned before getting drunk."

Mi Yi sighed, feeling deeply that none of her three friends seem to be reliable—no, this? Is it because of her careless friendship?

Thinking of turning around, I have to reflect on it, Mi Yi patted Cong Ye's face relentlessly twice, and the other party didn't mean to wake up, wrinkled his nose and tilted his head to the side, his mouth mumbled. Muttering began to talk in sleep.

"Joe meets you... has to be single-minded?..."

…Is he really? He worked hard, although he felt that his understanding of the relationship between the two of them was very different.

Mi Yiyi didn't know what to say at the moment? Well, she straightened up silently.

Lu Yao looked at him in horror and looked at Mi Yi, thinking that although Cong Ye was very attached to Qiao Yu (false), it would be too pitiful to expose him to his friends in this situation (friends still know more). The righteous shot gave him a cover.

"Then, let's get here first today? They are both like this, let's send them home."

we can only do this. Mi Yi nodded, and saw Lu Yao eagerly walking towards Qiao Yu, and quickly grabbed him.

"What are you—what—"

This time, she was almost angry in what she said. Lu Yao didn't understand what he had done wrong again, and turned his head tremblingly.

"I want to say that since Lin Qing and Cong Ye live together, of course she sent Cong Ye home... and then I will send Qiao Yu..."

Ah really? That's enough. When Nuwa pinches Lu Yao, can't she pay more attention to the aspect of "seeing the atmosphere"?

Miyi involuntarily pressed him to Congye's edge, and dragged his exhausted body towards the entangled pair—seriously, it seemed to be the atmosphere between lovers at all, but one? Don't say anything stupid, this would really cause a lot of harm to the bystander who saw her, that is, she.

When she walked over, Lin Qing was softly persuading Qiao Yu to let her go. Seeing Mi Yi passed by, she immediately got up from Qiao Yu's arms in a hurry. Mi Yi closed her eyes slightly and waved her hand?

"It doesn't matter if you continue, anyway, I look very happy."

Lin Qing visibly froze, took a deep breath and looked at her sternly.

"…what do you want to say in the end??"

Her voice was very soft, and her tone was alert and alienated.

"Also, the cards of King's Game today are not provided by karaoke at all as you said."

"Ahhh, is it really exposed." Mi Yi shrugged not too surprisingly, in order to prevent others from hearing about it, Lin Qing walked to the corner. "So you saw it when you let Cong Ye and Lu Yao hold hands? Really? It's amazing. It took me a long time to carry the manual and memorize it before I figured out the box of magic poker."

Lin Qing didn't speak, watching Mi Yi quietly. Mi Yi couldn't avoid her eyes, and continued.

"...If you want to ask about pockygame, then I did it on purpose."

"After all, you and Qiao Yu haven't made any progress at all, I really can't help it."

"Oh-since you can see the mystery on the back of the card, you will not be condemned by God if you seek some welfare for yourself, really? He is an upright person."

The more Lin Qing listened, the more he felt wrong. Mi Yi's understatement pointed to her secret thoughts, giving her a sense of shame with nowhere to hide.

"Yi? The expression of ‘why? You will know’ on the face."

Compared with Lin Qing, who was flustered in his heart, Mi Yi was calm and relaxed, showing a comfortable smile.

"Lin Qing, you are usually calm, but when you encounter something related to Qiao Yu, your expression becomes real? It's easy to understand."

"Tell you a secret." She approached in a mischievous way, whispering in a low voice, "When I was in junior high school, I had a secret love. I didn't tell anyone, don't you? Tell them, otherwise. It's too much trouble."

"…who is it?"

"Reassure, it's not the one present anyway." Mi Yi raised her head and thought for a while in a daze, "I don't remember that person at all, but the mood during that time—"

"That's so uneasy, bitter, sour and sweet, and in the mood for gains and losses."

"It seems that the world around me has changed because of one person's every move. I will vomit the unspoken love, the ambiguous air, and the cowardice that I want to get but is afraid of losing."

"These? I remember them clearly."

She came out of the trance and looked at Lin Qing softly.

"—This? This feeling, you should be able to understand it too?"

Walking away from Ye while he was sleeping, Lu Yao turned his head back and forth in uneasy way along the way.

"What are you doing? Have you forgotten something?"

Mi Yi ended the conversation with the driver and asked Lu Yao.

"No... I was thinking, Qiao is quite tall when she meets her, is Lin Qing unsure of it alone?"

He stopped as he spoke, and awkwardly lifted Cong Ye up.

"Want? Otherwise, Mi Yi, you should go and send Qiao Yu back with her, right? It is enough to have me from Ye."

"I don't want it? I'll be kicked by a horse."

"Huh? Horse?"

Lu Yao, who didn't know the truth, couldn't keep up with her stalk of "being kicked by a horse if he interfered with other people's love". Mi Yi felt quite boring, and gave up on the explanation of wasting words and went straight to the conclusion.

"Well, believe Lin Qing, she can. Maybe her grip strength is 200kg."

"Absolutely impossible?!"

Mi Yi didn't want to entangle him more on this matter, and changed the subject abruptly.

"Now you are the only one who loses in the gambling game. My outcome is still uncertain? Lin Qing and Cong Ye have both won. You remember to bring them potato chips back, after all, they didn't have much to eat the one you brought today. "

"...Well, damn, I see."

Lu Yao was easily distracted, and answered in annoyance? Suddenly another question appeared.

"You said that Lin Qing also won—Speaking of which you just pulled her in at the time, I don't even know what she bet on?"

…This kind of thing didn’t even come to mind until now, and asked how rough the nerves are. Mi Yi felt helpless, and replied with a sigh, "It's very simple, she bet that Qiao Yu doesn't like Song Wanwan-referring to the love of love."

"That was indeed won..." Lu Yao frowned sadly, "Then what was her bet at that time?"

He just wanted to hear what he missed in this loss. It didn't matter for a long time. But after hearing his question, Mi Yi laughed, and looked very happy and narrowed his eyes.

"She said she bet on a flower."

"…flower?"

Lu Yao scratched his head in confusion, and sighed: "Girls really like flowers."

Mi Yi smiled without saying a word, recalling that when Lin Qing slowly said the bet that day, the suppressed emotion in her eyes was ambiguous.

What did she say to others? People would not find the clue when they heard it, but Mi Yi was not included in this list.

About that flower, only four people have seen it.

‘What if you paint me? ’

How? Obtrusive and untimely. Lin Qing was able to ask this question when the war between Qiao Yu and Cong Ye was about to break out.

When Qiao Yu drew the flower seriously and awkwardly from Ye's notebook, Mi Yi looked at him coldly.

At that time, Lin Qing's eyes could not hide the brilliance, she also saw all of them.

Well, people who were not conscious at that time seem to have realized it now, really? It's gratifying...?

The smile on Mi's clothes gradually faded, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

If possible, she will help Lin Qing with all her strength.

A vague figure appeared in his head and disappeared quickly. Miyi only stopped for a breath before moving forward, his eyes relieved and free and easy.

After all, she also knows very well, how helpless and lonely it is to like the same sex.

"Well, okay, I'm going down now."

Lin Qing hung up the phone call from the driver who had arrived downstairs and patted Qiao Yu, who was drowsy and leaning on her shoulder.

"Go, I'll take you home."

Qiao Yu was in slightly better condition than Cong Yelai, although he was still dazed, he still barely kept consciousness. She got up with a hum, and after walking two steps, she felt that her feet were soft, and Lin Qing held her back in time.

"Don't be aggressive."

She whispered ?, but Qiao Yu understood this? sentence as a rebuke to her-she seemed to be easily aggrieved by symptoms after she was drunk, and bowed her head pitifully, silently relying on Lin Qing's strength. Go forward.

…But Lin Qing is half a head shorter than her. Would it be very difficult to help her? What should I do if Lin Qing is so tired?

Qiao Yu’s chaotic mind was thinking wildly. He felt that he was causing Lin Qing’s troubles and wanted to relieve Lin Qing’s pressure. As a result, as soon as he supported the starting point, he mixed garlic on the soles of his feet and stumbled with Lin Qing. On the wall.

Fortunately, she still remembered to protect Lin Qing. The hand that was on Lin Qing's shoulder reacted very quickly. Before Lin Qing hit the wall, she protected the back of her head, and the other hand could only bend in time. He kept his elbow from hitting Lin Qing, and his elbow hurt when he hit the wall.

But this? As soon as this happened, the situation now became that she pressed Lin Qing against the wall. Less than ten centimeters in front of her were Lin Qing's frightened deer eyes.

Ah, she seems to have done something wrong again.

Qiao Yu was worried again? Anxious and apologetic, and hurriedly explained in a still not clear.

"I didn't, didn't mean it... I just wanted to—"

The drunk person's mind jumped so sharply, she was suddenly attracted halfway through her words, and the words in her mouth turned abruptly.

"—Lin Qing, there is a mole in your place."

Qiao Yu stared at the mole blankly—it was just above Lin Qing’s left collarbone. Lin Qing always zips up the school uniform jacket very high, and wears them neatly without revealing the skin here. . Now it was also because her clothes were messed up in the accident just now, which made Qiao Yu discover this secret.

Her white neck was like fine porcelain, and the tiny mole moved slightly with her slightly rapid breathing, which was especially tickling in Qiao Yu's eyes.

"it's here."

Without warning, Joe Yu touched it.

Her slightly cold hands aroused Lin Qing's trembling, but she did not receive a little resistance.

"...Qiao Yu..."

The air that thickened again made Lin Qing unable to make a normal judgment on the situation in front of him, but whispered Qiao Yu's name.

Qiao Yu's correct facial features were in front of her eyes, her lips and teeth were mixed with the smell of peach-scented wine, which was almost rubbed with Lin Qing's already messed breath.

But the drunk-eyed people didn't realize Lin Qing's abnormality at all. She crooked her hand, frowned unhappy, and slid her finger against Lin Qing's skin towards that point.

It wasn't until she succeeded in holding it there that Qiao Yu became contented and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"Caught, Lin—"

She was suddenly hugged by Lin Qing, and the restricted movement made her feel uncomfortable. At this moment, the spirit of alcohol surged up again, and Qiao Yu stumbled and buried his head in Lin Qing's shoulders. , Murmured? My head hurts.

Lin Qing wrinkled the clothes behind her back, took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

‘Actually, you are still lucky, if it’s the previous Qiao Yu, then I’m sure to persuade you to give up. But by coincidence, she just changed her mind last summer vacation. ’

‘Although she may not have reached the point of being in love with you yet-but she is very close to you, isn’t she? Like a puppy. ’

‘So you need? More...greedy. ’

Mi Yi's words echoed in her ears, and she slowly tightened her arms as if she was bewitched.

Did she catch Qiao Yu, or Qiao Yu caught her?

Lin Qing only let go of her when the people in her arms stopped moving, leaned her head on her shoulder and cast out two words softly, her tone anger and helplessness.

"…drunk."

And the flower that she didn't lose was taking root in her heart, growing luxuriantly like never before.

Lin Qing thought, she was willing to plant flowers.