Jiang Huaiyi began to enter her life completely in a mundane and unquestionable way. Mingsheng gradually got used to his punctual pick-up and drop-off when she went to F University for advanced classes, and used to him coming to have a drink with her tomorrow night after work. The waiter recognized him all night and became an ambiguous visitor codenamed "Mr. Jiang" among the employees.

Sometimes she feels that this kind of relationship is also very comfortable, and she talks to each other, no longer drawing on the hearts of the other party, but just getting along peacefully. Although, such a relationship makes her unable to define.

Mingsheng knows that such a short balance will not last long, and has been committed to side-knocking.

It's time for the end of the MBA soon. It was a weekend at the end of June, and the campus was filled with banners promoting volunteerism, and on several blood donation vans, male students with red ribbons used loudspeakers to advertise and call on college students to donate blood voluntarily.

Mingsheng was walking on campus in the afternoon and was also handed out a flyer by a boy.

Under the sun, there was some light sweat on the boy's forehead, and his tone was full of the sunshine and blood of the teenager: "Has the senior sister donated blood?" This year, there are frequent disasters across the country, and blood banks around the country are in an emergency, and I hope everyone will enthusiastically donate their love......"

Mingsheng didn't listen carefully, because on the other side of the main road, Jiang Huaiyi was looking at them with his hands in his pockets. Mingsheng looked down at the words "College Student Volunteer Association" printed on the boy's white shirt, and said in his heart that he shouldn't misunderstand anything, right?

The boy didn't know the inside story, and he was still enthusiastically popularizing the spirit of volunteerism to her. Jiang Huaiyi finally ran out of patience, slowly paced up, looked past the boy, and looked straight at Ming Sheng: "How long will it take?" ”

Mingsheng raised the flyer in his hand and looked at the boy apologetically.

The boy hadn't given up yet, and made a final fight with a little frustration: "Isn't Senior Sister really unwilling to try?" The tone was almost coquettish.

Jiang Huaiyi put one hand in his pocket, took the leaflet in her hand and glanced at it, and the corner of his mouth raised contemptuously: "Just your appearance, you have ninety pounds?" It's good that people don't donate blood to you. ”

Mingsheng frowned and didn't speak.

The boy also seemed to realize the problem and said, "It's okay, we have a scale there, you can weigh it." In fact, if you are in good health, this standard is not so rigid......"

In Jiang Huaiyi's eyes, his struggle is equivalent to "wanting to complete the target and want to go crazy", and said coldly: "She looks in good health? ”

"Alright." Mingsheng tore off the leaflet and turned his face sideways, "Go try it." ”

The boy happily took the two of them to the blood donation van. Jiang Huaiyi's face was as cold as frost, and he was speechless all the way.

Mingsheng eased the atmosphere and chatted with him along the way: "Did you offer it at that time?" ”

"Nope."

"So unloving?"

"You thought it was so easy to donate blood." Jiang Huai Yi frowned, "All kinds of requirements are very troublesome, you can't catch a cold and get sick, and there are also requirements for alcohol concentration." How many days do you think I'll be able to meet the requirements? ”

Mingsheng covered half of his face with a leaflet and chuckled.

Jiang Huaiyi glared at her, took the first step to get into the blood donation car, sat down directly, unbuttoned and rolled up his sleeves.

Mingsheng was stunned: "What are you doing?" ”

"I'll give it to you." Jiang Huaiyi pouted, "It's rare to have such good living habits recently." ”

The volunteer boy spoke a few words to the nurse, and soon a nurse came to help him with a blood test. The blood is drawn into the syringe, and the person who sees it hurts more than the person who gets pricked. Ming Sheng forcibly endured the discomfort in his heart and looked for topics to distract him.

Her gaze fell on his finger and she said, "When did you start wearing it?" ”

It was a silver ring, embedded with a gem as blue as the depths of the sea, the one she had given him. She remembered that from the time they met again, it was no longer in his hand.

"I can't find the one before." He dodged the weight and moved the ring back and forth.

The nurse took a sample and left, handing him a note of caution. Only then did Ming Sheng reach out and touch the shallow ring marks on his fingers, looking indistinguishable. Jiang Huai Yi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and whispered in her ear: "What, regret it?" ”

She didn't know what he meant by "regret," so she just shook her head and said, "No." ”

Jiang Huaiyi snorted.

Mingsheng sat upright, and there were a few blood donors in the car, and a few volunteer-looking girls were busy. She stared at the blood rising up the tube, and suddenly said, "I remember you are blood type B?" ”

"Well, how?"

"Could it be mistaken?" Mingsheng asked as usual.

Jiang Huaiyi: "What's wrong with this?" When I was sick when I was a child, I had a test by the way, but I can't remember it clearly. ”

Mingsheng pretended to ask casually: "What about your mother?" ”

"I don't know, I haven't asked." Jiang Huaiyi glanced up, using his limited physiological common sense, "My dad is type A, so my mom should be ...... Type B? AB？ He finally gave up, embarrassed and said, "Why are you asking this, it's not a biology exam." ”

"Just ask." Jiang Huaiyi was still chattering, and Ming Sheng's five fingers waved in front of his eyes, "Okay, don't think about it, I didn't really let you do the topic." ”

JAC is easy to reckless, and the first time it donated 500cc. Mingsheng walked beside him with the bag of nutritional products given by the volunteers, and said, "You have to work overtime tomorrow, right?" ”

"Afraid of my sudden death?"

"Honestly, a little." Mingsheng put the milk on the straw and handed it to him.

Jiang Huaiyi looked at the obviously childlike cartoon pattern on the milk distributed for free, and turned his face away embarrassedly: "What kind of milk do you drink?" You've drunk it yourself. ”

Mingsheng was unmoved: "It's not me who donated blood." ”

The two walked on the main road of the campus, a couple, which was enough to attract attention, and such a disturbance was even more eye-catching. Jiang Huai Yi was reluctant to touch the milk that the child drank, his face was slightly red, and he deliberately sped up his pace with a straight face. Mingsheng just took a bottle of milk that had not been touched and followed him to the parking lot.

Getting in the car, she didn't give up: "Really don't drink? ”

The eyes of passers-by were blocked by reflective glass, and Jiang Huaiyi looked at her angrily: "Don't make trouble......

Why did she make a fuss? Ming Sheng sternly put the milk on the dashboard: "Do you like to drink it or not." ”

"You don't drink this thing...... Jiang Huaiyi noticed that she was a little angry, and she had a big headache, so she struggled for a while, and turned around to compromise: "Then you feed me to drink." ”

Mingsheng glanced at him, and finally picked up the bottle, Jiang Huaiyi leaned over and took a sip of the straw, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Mingsheng frowned in displeasure. Jiang Huai Yi couldn't help but laugh and beg for mercy: "It's really funny, don't you think?" He leaned against her cheek and smiled lowly, "Do you have any hobbies for being a mother?" ”

"I have this hobby, I will satisfy you......" His voice became lower and lower, ambiguous and amorous, and finally pressed to her lips.

Mingsheng was caught off guard by a mouthful of milky smell, and as the kiss deepened, she could clearly taste the remaining sweetness of the child's milk between his lips and teeth. She soberly grabbed his hand that roamed over her chest and scolded, "Dishonest." ”

"How honest you are." Aunt Jiang's tone was quite innocent, and her slightly pale face after the blood was drawn with a slight dissatisfaction, she looked into her eyes and said, "Whether you want to say the reason or not." At least tell me a little time. How long do you have to wait? ”

His hand touched her thigh restrainedly, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Obviously, you don't want to wait so much." ”