Han Shijing raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, making himself look pitiful.

"Hey, hey, cousin Lingling, is that you? Cousin, I'm a little scared. As soon as the phone called, Shijing decided to strike first, and his voice choked.

'Awesome, my host. The system was very satisfied with the characters they matched, and they were suddenly full of hope for the future.

Han Shijing rolled his eyes, but his voice was even more pitiful. "Cousin, I'm at the gate of your school, I'm afraid, woo woo, I saw something I shouldn't have seen. ”

On the other side, Jia Lingling's hand holding the phone was bruised. During this time, the Book of Poetry has changed too much and has been out of control.

She called her several times and looked for her a few times, but no one could be reached.

For the person who suddenly came to the door now, Jia Lingling couldn't figure out her plan for a while. I don't know what Han Shijing is going to do, or if she has made up her mind as before when she encounters something.

Jia Lingling took a few deep breaths, pouted his lips and disdained when he heard Han Shijing's crying voice, and knew how to cry and cry all day long.

Even if she thought so in her heart, Jia Lingling still tried her best to lower her voice and sound softer. "The Book of Songs, what's wrong? ”

"Cousin Lingling, are you going to come out soon, I'm standing alone and we're afraid. As he spoke, he began to cry again, and sobbed twice from time to time.

Jia Ling's aura didn't come out, it was really this cold day that came to her this night, who would want to pay attention to her. "Shijing, I've already laid down, if you have anything to do, come back tomorrow. ”

"Cousin Lingling, don't you want to ignore me, I'm just angry when I ignore you these days. Woo, the soup agent told me that my sister had a hard time with the money I signed up. The more he spoke, the more aggrieved he became, and the Book of Poetry began to cry again.

"I, I'm not weird Cousin Lingling, where do you have money, it's just that I'm sad that you didn't tell me about it. ”

"Okay, okay, don't cry, I'll talk about it later. Jia Lingling is indeed a little weak in this matter, and he doesn't want to give up Jia Shijing, a stupid stepping stone.

So today's trip is essential.

Han Shijing hung up the phone and wiped her tears with a piece of paper. I'm starting to believe your fake system, and it seems that there is some talent for acting. '

As he spoke, he took out the cream from his bag and wiped it, and didn't forget to take out the mirror to take a look at it after he finished it.

The girl in the small mirror, her eyes are slightly red, and she looks like a frightened rabbit.

Through this dim light, the delicate facial features and fair skin of the beauty in the mirror seem to glow.

The more I read the Book of Poetry, the more I felt that God rewarded her face and gave her a face that harmed people.

'The Book of Songs, don't be narcissistic, you can't see a flower anymore. You better pretend to be pitiful, otherwise you are like this, and she won't believe what you say when Jia Lingling comes out. Han Shijing doesn't feel a little pitiful at all now.

Shijing put down the small mirror, took out a piece of candy and put it in his mouth, sweet and sour, quite delicious. 'Where did Jia Lingling come out so quickly. '

After about half an hour, Shijing put down his phone, paused in the corner, and buried his head between his knees.

It looks like the whole person is pitiful, like a little pitiful waiting to be claimed.

The first middle school is strict, although this is a monthly holiday, because the college entrance examination is not a few days away, so there are many people who do not go home.

Although students do not care about entering and exiting the study, the dormitory will check the dormitory.

When Jia Lingling came out, he saw Han Shijing on the side at a glance.

"Shijing, what's wrong?" he patted her on the shoulder, speaking in what he felt was extraordinarily gentle.

Shijing raised her head slightly, the red one had already receded a little, but it was not difficult to see that she was crying with tears in her eyes.

"Okay, okay, didn't I come. Say whatever you want, don't be afraid. "If I didn't know Jia Lingling, I'm afraid I would have to praise her for being a good sister.

Shijing lowered his head and glanced at his mobile phone, and glanced at Jia Lingling with slight apprehension.

"Cousin Lingling, I, I'm afraid, I don't know what to tell you. Shall we go to your dorm room? ”

After speaking, Han Shijing pulled a corner of Raja Lingling, pitiful like a worm.

Jia Lingling's eyes sank slightly and sighed. "Let's go. ”

Han Shijing lowered his head and walked beside Jia Lingling and walked inside.

Jia Lingling looked at her like this, and she was not angry, but she could only pretend to be gentle and considerate and understanding.

No. 1 Middle School is a public school, and the dormitories are not as good as those of No. 9 School, with a room for six people, a bathroom and a toilet.

Because of the monthly holiday, two people in Jia Lingling's bedroom went home. As for why she didn't go back, it was completely because her mother went to her grandmother's house and was too lazy to go back.

"Sit down. "The table was a big shared table, and everyone took a small slot with some textbooks and skincare products on it, as well as some snacks scattered on it.

"Lingling, who is this, why did you bring the dormitory here. "Everyone has drawn the curtains on the bed, and even if they speak, they don't bother to reach out and pull them open, and they can only see the faint light of their mobile phones behind the bed curtains.

Jia Lingling put down her bag and took off her coat. "My cousin, she'll be back here later. ”

"Cousin Lingling, I, I'm afraid, I'm not going home. The more Shijing spoke, the quieter her voice became, and she couldn't see her expression when she lowered her head.

Jia Lingling glared, his eyes were about to roll out of the sky, but he still said patiently: "Then what is the matter with you suddenly coming to me today, you must say something first." ”

"Cousin, I saw my uncle two days ago, uncle. ”

"What does this have to do with my dad. Jia Lingling poured himself a cup of hot water. "There are no disposable cups here, and you shouldn't be thirsty. ”

"I'm thirsty. Han Shijing pouted as he spoke, and took out a glass from the bag he had been carrying.

This bag was sent by Han's father, saying that she didn't bring clothes and daily necessities for living outside, so she asked the driver to send it.

Seeing the bag of the Book of Songs, Jia Lingling felt that her anger had reached the top. It's all about it. "What's the business with my dad. ”

I endured it so that I didn't drive people away.

Han Shi took his cup and handed it to Jia Lingling, and the meaning of pouring water was obvious.

Jia Lingling picked up the kettle and poured water into the cup violently. Because of his strength, a splash of water was left on the table.

"Cousin Lingling, be careful, this water is hot. Han Shijing said that he took out his mobile phone and handed it to Jia Lingling. "Cousin Lingling, we grew up together, and the more I think about it, the more I can't hide it from you. ”

Jia Lingling glanced at the Book of Poetry suspiciously, wiped the water stains on the side before picking up the phone and looking.

A video screen in the mobile phone, the cover of the video screen is the back of a man and a woman, looking at the back is a little familiar.

Jia Lingling squeaked in his heart, and the moment he clicked on the video, it seemed that something was shattering, and something was breaking out of the ground.

The person in the video slowly turned around, and Jia Lingling saw clearly that it was his father.

Jia Lingling's hand holding the mobile phone trembled slightly, the unprecedented sense of deception in his heart rolled, and his eyes were unconsciously dyed with anger.