Lingxiquan wanted to refute it bitterly.
However, it is his business that Ye Qingting can’t go abroad. His willingness to answer is already a surprise. What qualifications does she have to continue questioning?
As a classmate
Girls are emotional, but for Ling Xiquan, it seems that she will always deal with sex and sensibility for one second. She can enjoy Ye Qingting’s acceptance of her every step and be ecstatic for one second, and she can calmly position herself.
She couldn’t understand why Ye Qingting would ask her out to answer such a simple question.
She gave a wry smile to herself and looked away from the boy, but Ye Qingting hesitated and said, "My grandfather is British and my mother grew up in England. She thinks I can get a better education in England."
"My father and my mother" said that he paused a little difficultly. "I heard Lu Bo say that they have always been divided on this aspect since I was born, or later my grandfather sent a message agreeing to let our country live, but high school must go to England to study."
"What?" Ling Xiquan consciously asked and suddenly realized that this question was someone else’s house. He was hesitant to say something to explain it. A boy gave her a look and gently replied, "Because Eton is my grandfather’s alma mater and my father also studied there, they only knew my mother’s office. They wanted me to go there to study."
Family love?
Ling Xiquan looked at him in a complicated way. "So they also want you to find the other half in the future."
As soon as the question was asked, both of them froze, and she realized that she had blurted out what she was thinking and wanted to bite off her tongue for a while.
Lingxiquan, Lingxiquan, what the hell are you thinking?
Ye Qingting must think she is puzzling for asking such a question.
Her heart was full of mixed feelings. Chen Lue glanced at the boys around her awkwardly, and the other person just looked up. The amber eyes seemed to faintly smile, and then she heard his faint voice say, "Eton is a boys’ school."
Boys’ school
She was surprised to open her mouth and see Ye Qingting’s mouth curved with a beautiful arc. "I read it there before I had a close uncle. Liu Bo said that my father and my uncle knew my parents so well."
"Oh, I see." She gave an unnatural quick laugh.
Two people happen to coincide quiet again.
Feng Meilan’s residential area is just across the street.
If it is rare to explain his private affairs in this Ye Qingting, she should be well-advised to stop there.
But the feeling of no bottom in my heart still haunts her.
She sipped her mouth and struggled for a long time, but she still couldn’t help asking, "Will Ye Qingting come back if you go abroad?"
The boy next to him seems to have crossed his face with a look of "why do you ask?"
"Just ask casually. It’s not convenient to answer." She shrugged her shoulders briskly for a second. She saw the light in Ye Qingting’s clear eyes beating darkly, like the light and shadow swaying in a staggered way.
The complex and indescribable emotion reappear in his eyes.
For an instant, she wanted to see deeper and whiter.
But for an instant, when he covered his eyes and looked back at her again, his eyes returned to calm and calm, and his mouth smiled slightly, but he didn’t reach the fundus and said, "My grandfather means not to come back.":
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She hung her hands on both sides, suddenly clenched her nails and embedded them in the palm of her hand, and her face smiled slightly. "Really?"
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Smell speech Qing Ye court completely stopped, those beautiful eyes staring at her mottled street trees. Does he look gloomy?
For a long time, he withdrew his sight and took the lead in taking a step without answering the phone. He simply said, "Let’s go, we’ll be late."
Looking at him and walking towards the opposite side without looking back, Lingxi Spring suddenly felt that his nose was full of acid and his mind was a mess. He quietly looked at his back and silently followed him for a few seconds.
After two tutorial classes, she and Qing Ye were as silent as if they had reached a consensus. He didn’t ask her for a cheat sheet, and she didn’t look up at him. The most joyful moment of expectation became some kind of unknown suffering.
Nothing happened between the two of them, but at the same time they got cold tacitly for no reason.
Ling Xiquan didn’t know how these two lessons were finished. Because the boy was sitting opposite her, she had to bow her head and stare at the volume all the time. She didn’t even lift it when the teacher explained it.
This weird and awkward atmosphere has been until the end of the physics tour. At the front, she heard a faint voice behind her. "Hey, Qing Ye Court, why do I feel that the tutoring atmosphere today is a bit wrong?"
All day long, I lost my mind and suddenly woke up. I suddenly looked back and saw that Xie You, Yin Junyu and Qing Ye Ting had turned out of the gate of the community. Somehow, her nerves were stretched tight and she ran faster and faster.
Back home, she changed her slippers and took out the pencil case and roll in her handbag. With a shake of her hand, the test paper floated to the front of the decorative cabinet. She picked it up and looked up. The blue lollipop box in the decorative cabinet was as intoxicating as Ye Qingting’s eyebrows. A casual glimpse of her heart was sweet, but today she stared fixedly for a long time but smiled bitterly.
Finish the rest of the weekend. It’s already sunset outside the window, and the afterglow shines in front of the window to render a little golden awn.
She opened her mind. As usual, qq clicked on the friends list. The boy’s head suddenly floated in my mind too early. Those conversations suddenly seemed to want to forget those conversations and memories. She tried to pull the friends list all the way to the end. She sighed and unwillingly rolled the mouse and slowly turned to Ye Qingting’s head. Suddenly, she saw a line of song names appeared behind her.
Qing Ye Ting listens to music.
She glanced at it, pursed her lips, opened the webpage and watched the news of Real Madrid and Barcelona. However, she couldn’t read a word in black and white, staring at the screen for a few seconds. She finally turned on the minimized qq and stared at the music behind the boy’s head in a distraught way. After staring at it for a few seconds, she couldn’t help but click on the music search bar and click on the same name to play the stereo.
“yhearanossiby
eakh”
In the quiet room, Kelly Claessen’s affectionate voice is flowing, and she is a little touched and sad.
Di di di
Suddenly, qq sounded in such exciting music, which was particularly awake.
2:19:5
Ye Qingting, you also like the song beaeofyou.
Lingxiquan looked at the news and reacted for a few seconds. Then he patted his forehead in regret.
How could she forget to click off the music sharing status?
Taking a deep breath, she managed to pull herself together and replied "hmm"
2:21:1
Ye Qingting yesterday, this was the background music of football.
2:21:5
I’m, uh, nice.
The other party didn’t send a message again. She looked at a few conversations without a head or tail. Maybe she was still immersed in the sentimental aftertaste of the song. Suddenly, her nose was a little sour. The dialog box was turned off and the sharing state was turned up. She simply lay in bed and listened to the single loop again and again with her eyes wide open.
My heart can’t be broken because it was not complete from the beginning.
The bottom of my heart is sour, and it can no longer be suppressed, and it is slowly flooding.
People are really greedy animals.
At first, she felt that a word with Ye Qingting was a godsend. Before she knew it, the more he responded, the more she wanted.