Fate is often like this, although he really wants to have his own birthday with that silly girl today, but he is powerless after all.

When the group of men in black appeared in front of him, he ran away, but the result was obvious.

The long cold winter is gradually fading away in the busyness of people, even if the weather is still not very warm, but at least it is just a small tail, and the sun is abundant.

After finishing the phone porridge with Shen Xiaoxiao, Xiang Qing's feet once again stepped on the land of Kyoto, because the weather warmed up, the transparent icicles on the eaves gradually cut open and fell on the black ground.

Xiaoxiao seems to have called a new boyfriend, an American overseas Chinese, gentle and considerate, and very good to her.

Thinking about it this way, Xiaoxiao is also happy.

Cheng Jiaming's merry scumbag is not worthy of such a beautiful Xiaoxiao.

"Xiang Qing?"

"Huh?" Alas? It turned out to be Cheng Jiaming, it's really a bad fate, the man in front of him who is still wearing bells and whistles despite being in winter is really dazzling.

"What a coincidence!" Cheng Jiaming stared straight at Xiang Qing's palm-sized face with his pair of seductive peach blossom eyes, pondered for a moment, and said in that frivolous tone: "You seem to have lost a lot of weight!" ”

"Forehead......" smiled hypocritically, to be honest, I didn't have a very good impression of him.

The frozen red hand pulled through the big gray suitcase, Xiang Qing wanted to move forward, but he snatched the suitcase with force, and the action overbearing made her trance.

More than two months ago, that handsome man seemed to be so domineering, unexpectedly doing the same action.

Mo Zixuan, that good-looking man......

Never mind......

"Since you met, I'll drive you!"

"No!"

"Get in the car!"

"Hey ......"

Looking at his rogue domineering appearance, Xiang Qing glared at him and pouted, while Cheng Jiaming leaned leisurely in front of the car window and motioned for her to come over.

No way, Xiang Qing got in the car.

Speaking of which, Cheng Jiaming is not a bad person, in terms of his growth environment, such arrogance is indeed normal, at least, he doesn't want some people to say that my dad is Li Gang.

"The ......"

"What do you want to ask me?" Cheng Jiaming stroked his short golden hair twice, looked ahead, and looked at Xiang Qing who was a little uncomfortable from the mirror.

There was some surprise in his eyes, after losing weight, Xiang Qing had a little more tenderness like water, and his body exuded such a pure atmosphere.

"I ......" she didn't want to ask anything, just wanted to say, just let her down at the school gate, who knows, as soon as her eyes moved, she suddenly found that this road did not lead to the school......

"Hey, where are you going?" Xiang Qing frowned, her heart suddenly felt a little uneasy, looking at the gradually thinning crowd and the increasingly luxurious streets, she was a little stupid......

"Shhhhh......h

Finally, stopping in front of a luxurious mansion, Xiang Qing looked at the pure white building that combined Chinese and Western, and felt a little strange in his heart.

She had never seen such a beautiful mansion in her life, even on TV, she had never seen such a majestic place.

"Where is this? Aren't you going to school? Biting her crimson lip, Xiang Qing was a little uneasy, she looked at Cheng Jiaming and thought, could it be his family?

"This is Zixuan's home!"

"What?" looked at the building in front of her in surprise, and suddenly she lowered her head, a little relieved, what did Cheng Jiaming mean?

She always knew that Mo Zixuan's family background was very good, but she didn't want it to be so luxurious, and the mermaid fountain at the door emitted a dazzling light in the sun.

"Please send me back!" Raising her head, Xiang Qing's eyes were a little scarlet, she looked at Cheng Jiaming, her voice trembling a little.

God knows how much she wants to beat him up now.

"You should understand very well, you are not suitable for ......" Cheng Jiaming looked at Xiang Qing's somewhat excited face, remembering that she was Xiaoxiao's good friend, there was always a trace of unbearability in his heart.

But in the face of great rights and wrongs, he must be ruthless.

Regardless of whether Zixuan really likes the ordinary girl in front of him, for those of them who have been ordained since childhood, free love has never been allowed.

Let her retreat, it is something he must do as a brother and a friend, he thought, Mo Zixuan is so smart, he has long understood this, so he deliberately stopped contacting Xiang Qing.

"I said, please send me back!" couldn't control the inferiority complex and shame in his heart, and Xiang Qing yelled out of control.

"Hey ......"

didn't seem to realize that Xiang Qing would suddenly be so manic, Cheng Jiaming's iconic peach blossom eyes were stunned for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Aren't you going too far?

was hesitating whether to take a more gentle statement, the black door was suddenly opened, and Mo Zixuan drove the silver Bentley in neatly.

Subsequently, Xiang Qing saw that he was holding a very beautiful girl in his arms, she was wearing a goose-yellow woolen coat and two slender calves exposed, and Mo Zixuan was such a beautiful couple.

After getting out of the car, it seemed that he was still talking about something, and occasionally, Mo Zixuan's pale white thin lips would float a shallow smile, which was so good-looking.

"She was the daughter of a well-known justice in the judicial circles...... They are now dating. ”

"yes, I see." Tears were a little well, Xiang Qing didn't know what else to say at this moment, she smiled bitterly, looked out the window, and continued sullenly, "What else do you want to say, let's talk about it together!" ”

"Xiang Qing, don't be stupid, if you think of your identity, you will never be able to enter him." Even though Cheng Jiaming didn't have any impure thoughts about Xiang Qing, looking at the girl in front of him who was crying fiercely but resolutely refused to be weak, he still felt pity.

"I see!" Suddenly opened the car door, Xiang Qing almost ran outside, she wanted to open the back box and take out her luggage.

"Hello?"

"Go away!"

Xiang Qing tried her best, but she couldn't open the delicate trunk, and Cheng Jiaming wouldn't open it for her easily, just got out of the car, looked at her helpless crying face, and didn't know what to say.

Is this a bully for a little girl? But in the end, he is also for her good.

With Mo Zixuan's grandfather's methods, I'm afraid that if he really knew something, even if Mo Zixuan didn't say that he liked Xiang Qing, that old man wouldn't spare her.

I don't know how long it took, Xiang Qing slowly stood up, she stomped her numb feet, and stubbornly wiped away her tears.

What's there? You already knew that, didn't you?

"Let's go!"

"Hmm."

On the day of school, Xiang Qing and several people in the dormitory went to eat the top cheesecake she had loved for a long time, and she will never forget the rich aroma in her life.

Then, she never ate again.

That kind of thing, an ordinary girl like her is enough to eat once, she is not such a stupid person, she will use half a month's living expenses to eat such a white cake again.

Just like Mo Zixuan, such a high-ranking man, she has such a vague memory, it is enough.

The cold wave has faded, and the clothes on people's bodies are gradually decreasing, but the famous Three Musketeers on the second day of school still returned to school, and their families are superior, so they naturally don't worry about internships.

"Zixuan, have you decided to go to the Mo Clan?" Song Cheng wore a black big-eyed sweater, and his fingers deftly flicked the iPad in his hand, as if he was looking at these zigzag things.

"Do I have a choice?" Mo Zixuan, who was wearing a white woolen sweater, sat quietly on the chair, his big white hands were packing up the books he had borrowed since college, and there was a faint sense of helplessness on his face.

He is about to graduate, and he has to return these books.

And Cheng Jiaming leaned on the side of the bed and watched his noble and elegant every move, pursed his mouth, stopped talking, and instead stared at the stock trend in Song Cheng's hand.

Zixuan, he should already know that he had looked for Xiang Qing.

But he didn't say anything, he was still that indifferent, and he was busy every day with things he couldn't understand, perhaps, he would really be wrong?

He really didn't feel anything about that Xiang Qing?

With long legs, Mo Zixuan casually picked out a gray coat from the hanger, put it on neatly, and then walked out of the dormitory with the books.

At this moment, Xiang Qing is not so lucky, unlike the ease that Mo Zixuan is about to walk out of the school gate, because of the negligence of the senior sister of the club, she actually has to help tidy up in the library on this cold day.

Just after the winter vacation, there are really not a few people who borrow books, and it just so happens that the heating in the library is gambled, and it is as cold as an ice cellar, in fact, she can endure these, but it is ......

The annoying aunt came to visit, and her face was so sad at the moment that she couldn't do it.

Wearing a light pink fat sweater, Xiang Qing held a hot warm baby in one hand, while sorting out those intricate books.

Because the numbering was a bit messy, she had to start sorting them out one by one, one by one.

"Xiang Qing, are you feeling unwell?" The boy in the same class looked at her with a ponytail, a pure but somewhat pale little face, and asked kindly.

To be honest, after coming back this time, he found that Xiang Qing had become a lot more beautiful, and the chin that gradually became sharp made people feel that every fat person was a potential stock.

If you don't want to say anything, it's a lie, but the girl in front of you is often depressed, and it's not easy to talk.

"I'm fine!" Biting her lip, Xiang Qing once again focused her eyes on the messy books.

Then, the male classmate didn't say anything anymore, he put on his coat and quickly disappeared in front of her eyes.

"I want to return the book...... "An elegant and beautiful male voice came from his ears, and Xiang Qing's somewhat pale hand shook without a trace, and then raised his head......