"Jun Yue, if I can't like you at all, what are you going to do?" He asked, and when he asked this, he strangely didn't look at her.

I can't tell what she is doing, maybe she is afraid of seeing the anger, disappointment, and condemnation in her eyes......

But all he heard was the rustle of the leaves in the wind, not her answer.

Smack! Smack!

Something warm, dripping onto the back of his hand, not rain, but her tears. He looked up suddenly, only to see that the little guy's face was already filled with tears.

The little mouth was tightly closed, and her tears kept rolling down her eyes, big tears, splashing on the back of his hand.

At this moment, she was crying silently, but it was more intense than the howling just now, which made the slight tingling feeling in his heart stronger.

Does his inability to like it make her so sad?

"Even if you shed more tears, I can't like you." Ling Jing said this, stood up, gently dusted off the fallen leaves on her body, and took her hand again, "Okay, I'll send you back to the classroom first." ”

It's just that when he walked forward, her footsteps remained in place, and she didn't follow along.

He paused and looked back at her.

She opened her mouth, sobbed, and tilted her head to him, "Brother Ling...... Good...... It's so pathetic! ”

Ling Jing's eyes looked at the little man in front of him who was crying even more fiercely. What is she talking about? Say he's pathetic?! I'm afraid that if I tell the rest of the school about it, it will be a joke.

"Where do you think I'm pitiful again?" He asked, staring at her.

Her voice was hoarse, and her speech was intermittent and muffled because of crying, but he still heard what she said clearly.

"Because...... Brother Ling has been ...... I've never liked anything, like this...... It's pathetic. Mommy said it...... Like is a very ...... Very happy, very happy feeling......"

The young man's long body stiffened, and he only felt that her every word was like a stone, weighing his chest a little breathlessly.

The feeling of happiness and joy...... From the moment he was born, he was destined to have something that could not be had.

"I will definitely let Brother Ling know what he likes, and make Brother Ling happy!" Her voice continued to ring in his ears.

He was stunned, what was she talking about? He had heard every word, but he couldn't seem to put them together.

Those phoenix eyes looked at him so firmly, clear and pure, and her voice was so powerful, like a sledgehammer, slamming heavily on his heart.

"I will definitely make Brother Ling like me." She declared aloud, the determination in her eyes, and the tear on her face, which for a moment he could have felt so beautiful......

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Ling Jing almost felt that something might be wrong. Maybe in a few years, Jun Yue will become more and more beautiful, and the word beautiful will be appropriate, but now, in the end, she is just a 7-year-old first-grade elementary school student.

At this age, most of the adjectives used should be: cute, pretty, not beautiful.

But at that moment, he thought she was so beautiful that he even lost his mind.

What the hell is going on? Why does he have this delusion? The reason for this is that even Ling Jing himself can't say clearly.

The banquet of a wealthy family is a kind of social interaction that Ling Jing is very familiar with - even if he has never had any interest in this kind of social interaction, even if he comes, he often just stays for a while and puts on a show.

From what age did his father take him to such a banquet? 7 or 8 years old? And as he grew older, he participated in more and more such banquets.

Some boys and girls his age were laughing and chatting with each other about topics of interest, but no one dared to approach him. His rumors in high circles were enough to deter those people.

Even if there were occasional people who deliberately approached him because of the Ling Clan's shipbuilding behind him, they would often leave because of his cold words and attitude.

The only person who can keep shouting that he likes himself and refuses to retreat half a step seems to be the only one who is the little guy.

"No, where is that girl beautiful, it's just ordinary, okay, Xiaoliu, how can you like that kind of girl, there are many beautiful women at this banquet." An unfamiliar voice came from not far away, Ling Jing looked casually, and saw several teenagers and girls of 15 or 6 years old who were gathered together, and in the center of those people was a delicate teenager.

"No, I ...... I just thought she was beautiful, beautiful, the most beautiful person I've ever met. The boy said with a flushed face.

"Ha Luha, it seems that Xiao Liu really likes that girl very much!"

"It's not, it's out of the eyes of lovers!"

The group laughed, not realizing Ling Jing at the moment, lowering their eyes and looking down at the drink in their hands. The brown drink reflected his slightly shocked expression at the moment.

Does he think that Jun Yue cherishes that little guy's beauty because he likes her? How is it possible to like a little girl who is only 7 years old!

But......

- "I will definitely make Brother Ling like me." ”

Her voice, like a rewind of a tape recorder, suddenly recoiled into his ears, and her clear phoenix eyes flashed in his mind, so firm, so pure, that he had a feeling of self-shame.

If she is pure and immaculate, then he is probably filthy.

Crash!

The glass fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Everyone looked sideways, but saw that the cold young man was looking at the shards of glass and the poured drink on the ground, as if he had suddenly discovered something unusual......

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Jun Yue is a child who has made up his mind and will do it. So now, she asks Ling Jing several times a day if she likes her or not.

Of course, Ling Jing's answer was still - "No." ”

As a result, disappointment flashed in Jun Baobao's eyes, but he said without discouragement, "I will definitely make Brother Ling like me." "For his self-confidence, Jun Baobao is still quite high.

"What if you never wait for that day?" His gaze swept faintly over her face.

"No, if Brother Ling never knows what Lu Dao likes, how miserable it will be." She immediately and resolutely denied his words.

I never know how I like it, will it be miserable? He didn't think so. Maybe when you know the Tao, it will be really miserable.