She curled up in the quilt, in her mind, Ye Qingting's face was clear and extinguished, she cried as if she was out of breath as if she was parting from life and death, and then finally she was physically and mentally exhausted, and the last sadness in her heart was swallowed up by the darkness.When I woke up the next day, the warm sunlight illuminated the tranquility of the room.She glanced at the time, and it was past nine o'clock.Ling's mother and Ling's father were no longer at home, and there were a few hearty dishes that had cooled down on the table in the living room, as well as a message note.Baby, Mom and Dad are going to work, when you wake up, heat up the dishes, put the porridge in the pot, and don't forget to take medicine after eating.Another: If you are still not feeling well, don't go to school, rest at home, Mom and Dad have already asked for leave for you.How could she be so expensive.Ling Xiquan's heart warmed, shook his head, and laughed softly.They were always so busy that Shenlong didn't see Kamio, but she went home when she was at her saddest.Although she can still bear it alone, at least she is not so lonely and lonely.After eating, he returned to the room and picked up the schoolbag that had been hanging on the ground for two days, only then did he remember that the homework of the day before yesterday had not been completed, and the hand pulling the zipper paused, Ling Xiquan was not in a hurry to go to school, so he simply took out the homework book one by one and finished it slowly.After finishing my homework, the wall clock on the wall pointed to eleven o'clock.Even if I go to school now, the morning class is almost over.She reached out to turn on the computer to kill the time for a while, but as soon as her hand reached for the boot button, it stopped hesitantly.If you turn on the phone, you will want to go to QQ, you will habitually see Ye Qingting's avatar, and you will recall everything that happened the day before yesterday.She shook her head violently, shaking off the face that had come to her mind involuntarily, reluctant to recall that scene again.At noon, the sky was blue and wet, a few clouds were floating, the sun was melting, and there was a comfortable atmosphere everywhere.Vehicles on the road come and go, pedestrians are endless, she walked to the school with her schoolbag on her back, when she entered the school gate, it happened to be the fourth class bell rang, the doorman opened the school gate, she walked in quickly, the doorman glanced at her, did not stop.Although she was wearing a school uniform, Ling Xiquan was still quite afraid that the doorman would stop her and ask questions, but she was quietly relieved to see that she had walked in smoothly.However, as soon as she was relieved and walked towards the teaching building, several people walking towards her made her subconsciously slow down.It was two middle-aged men and a boy, one of whom she recognized as the principal, and the other, in a suit and leather shoes, in his early thirties, and handsome and impressive.At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was holding a schoolbag in one hand and a few pages of paper in the other, talking to the principal familiarly.And beside him, the boy couldn't be more familiar.Ye Qingting.How could he come to school is not right it should be why did he come to school and go back at noon who is the middle-aged man is his father The boy came from a distance and she suddenly couldn t think anymore, and her breathing slowly became short.If she approached and looked at each other, what kind of expression should she face with a polite smile, or pretending not to know her as a stranger, her eyes drifting and her thoughts were mixed.One hundred meters.Fifty meters.Seeing that the boy who came from afar was about to pass by her, she forced herself to settle down and pretended to look at him casually.However, at that moment, the boy suddenly bent down and tied his shoelaces.The middle-aged man next to him asked in a low voice, waiting for his move.Chestnut hair is soft and shiny in the melting sun.But his laces, which were clearly intact, were re-loosed, and then slowly tied up again.She suddenly remembered that she didn't know who had mentioned that if a boy avoided eye contact in the face of a girl, no matter what kind of action he did, then it meant that the person's heart was disturbed.However, will Ye Qingting be like this, will he be upset, it must not be.He politely declined her.If this is the end, if Ye Qingting just doesn't know how to face a girl who is politely rejected by herself, she wants to tell him.It doesn't have to be like this.Because she's always cooperated with him.She will definitely cooperate with him.Be polite with him, be silent with him, and smile with him.Cooperate with him to be a qualified stranger, and wrap his turbulent thoughts in an airtight manner, so that he can't bring out some hot secrets in his fake coldness.She didn't slow down any longer, and walked past the boy who was bent over and had his head bowed very naturally.In the ears, the greetings between the principal and the middle-aged people went from far to near, and from near to far.She stopped, still unable to help but glance back.It seemed that the moment they staggered, Ye Qingting stood up.His back was still as far away as he remembered.The heart ached slightly
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