"Xiang Qing ......" There was white cream on the side of her mouth, and Shen Xiaoxiao's face was faintly sad after losing weight, and tears flowed down at once.

"Well, I'm here!" Stretching out her hand, Xiang Qing wiped away her tears.

"I want to see him."

"Good!"

Without thinking about it, Xiang Qing agreed.

Even if Xiaoxiao never said it, Xiang Qing could always sensitively feel that Cheng Jiaming was the beginning of Xiaoxiao's transformation, and everything was quietly changing from where.

Near evening, Xiang Qing learned from Satomi that Cheng Jiaming's club would organize an outing tomorrow, so she asked a senior sister who was quite good and secretly helped the two sign up.

Anyway, there are so many people, and two unfamiliar names will not attract the attention of others.

Of course, this other person does not include...... That good-looking boy.

Mo Zixuan, who was the vice president, was dressed in white, and chicly dragged the list to the boy who was sleeping on the bed, without even raising his eyelids, and sat back in his place.

Put on your headphones and immerse yourself in the world of music......

Following

The sky is clear

Xiang Qing wore a light gray jumpsuit and held a black backpack on her shoulders and waited for her downstairs in Shen Xiaoxiao's dormitory.

Today's Shen Xiaoxiao wore a fiery red short skirt, which was very dazzling, even if she wore a lot of makeup, she still couldn't stop the red and swollen apricot eyes.

"Let's go!"

"Good!"

When they got on the bus, the two deliberately chose the seats in the back, and they just laughed at the accosting of other boys.

After the car started, they dared to raise their heads.

It's good, no one found out.

After looking around, Xiang Qing finally found the man Xiaoxiao had been thinking about, he was wearing a pink shirt and talking to the girl next to him.

At this glance, Xiang Qing was on fire in her heart, and Shen Xiaoxiao didn't look over.

Along the way, there was laughter and laughter in the car, but Xiang Qing and Shen Xiaoxiao kept silent, staring straight at the pink man.

Xiang Qing has always been a good-tempered person, but looking at Cheng Jiaming's dancing face, I can't wait to scold him.

When she got out of the car, Xiang Qing was a little motion sick, but because Xiaoxiao was already in a bad mood, she didn't say anything, just silently endured the uncomfortable feeling.

On the verdant grass, many people were surrounding one place, pointing and pointing, and occasionally a few boys were gesturing with iron rods.

Tents are mostly not easy to get.

Among everyone, Xiang Qing still saw the Xinchang figure at a glance, he was wearing a white shirt today, and his neckline was still slightly open because of the heat.

The big white hand occasionally wrote something on the paper, sometimes frowning, sometimes saying something to the senior next to him.

The cuffs were pulled, and Xiang Qing lowered his head and saw Xiaoxiao's hands trembling.

"Xiaoxiao ......"

"I'm a little scared!"

"Not afraid ......"

Xiang Qing carefully pulled her white hand, trying to use the temperature of her hand to relieve the coldness of her place, and cheered herself up in her heart and walked forward.

Looking at the boy in front of her, who was almost much taller than herself, it was difficult for Xiang Qing not to say that she was not nervous, she didn't like to talk to boys since she was a child, and it should be said that she didn't communicate much.

But now......

"Cheng Jiaming, do you have time?" Shaking Shen Xiaoxiao's hand, Xiang Qing raised his head and spoke.

Cheng Jiaming's big hand on the shoulders of the beautiful woman was unnaturally withdrawn, his brows were furrowed, and the corners of his mouth trembled ruffianly, "Something?" ”

"You ......" Xiaoxiao couldn't help it, her face was a little pale.

"Come with me!" As soon as she grabbed her big hand, Xiang Qing was still anxious to say something, and Xiaoxiao's red figure was pulled away by Cheng Jiaming, which caught her off guard.

Biting her lip a little uneasily, Xiang Qing thought, maybe after this time, Xiaoxiao will get better.

Scratching his hair irritably, Xiang Qing was a little absent-minded, turned around, but felt the pain of hundreds of millions of volts on his face in the next second......

Mo Zixuan, when did he stand behind him?

"It's okay!"

Seeing Xiang Qing being hit by herself, Mo Zixuan shrugged the bridge of her nose and looked at her with a smile.

Such a good-looking handsome face was suddenly so close to her, Rao is tears were swirling in Xiangqing's eyes, and she still looked at him blankly for a long time.

Why, his skin is better than that of a girl, and his eyelashes are so thick and slender?

"Hello?" took off the white earphones, Mo Zixuan turned his face sideways, and Qingjun's eyebrows began to have a sad face.

Annoyed, it seems that he really knocked her down.

"Well, I'm fine."

I don't know why, when I said this, Xiang Qing actually wanted to laugh a little, at that time, the words that I didn't have time to say finally ......

And Mo Zixuan's black pupils stared at her tightly, and he was surprised when he saw the smile in her eyes.

Did you knock her stupid?

"Hey, handsome guy, come here!" There was a joking shout not far away, Xiang Qing lowered her head a little uncomfortably, didn't even dare to look at the handsome boy, and left silently.

He's really eye-catching, and he always likes to hide in the dark......

The drooling aroma hit, and Xiang Qing gnawed on the chicken leg in the tin foil box without saying a word under the greeting of the enthusiastic senior sister.

From time to time, she looked at Xiaoxiao's direction a few times, she seemed to be in a much better mood, although her eyes were still very red, under Cheng Jiaming's care, she ate well.

Actually, Xiaoxiao is a very soft person.

"Senior sister, I haven't seen you, are you from this club?"

Between thoughts, the very honest-looking senior suddenly spoke up, staring at Xiang Qing curiously, the light of inquiry almost didn't choke her.

"Huh? I...... That ......"

I really didn't know how to speak, and the senior's loud voice easily attracted everyone's attention, even Xiaoxiao's side heard it.

Cheng Jiaming pressed Shen Xiaoxiao's action when she was about to get up, and pulled her head silently, not knowing what was muttered in her ear.

Then, Shen Xiaoxiao lowered her head thoughtfully.

"She joined later, you haven't seen it...... It's normal. Holding the tender fish meat that had been roasted in his hand, Mo Zixuan said softly with a senseless smile on his handsome face.

"I see, senior sister, sorry."

The honest senior smiled, flatteringly handed over the drink in his hand, and then struggled in the meat bowl for a long time.

Forehead...... Actually, he just wanted to strike up a conversation.

"It's okay......"

didn't expect Mo Zixuan to take the initiative to relieve himself, Xiang Qing glanced at his indifferent handsome face, and then lowered his head and ate the rice in the bowl quietly.

Why, inexplicably, she felt as if the kind-hearted boy with clear eyes was back?

Perhaps, just because...... The relationship between Cheng Jiaming and Xiaoxiao.

Xiang Qing thought so with the white plump rice grains in her mouth.

And the handsome boy is still light and light, elegantly eating fragrant and tender fish, and sometimes chatting with the people around him casually.

Because of the fatigue of the day, when it gets dark, most people are asleep, and they still want to write about some atmospheric bonfire party at night, but they have to put it off until tomorrow.

In the yellow tent, Xiang Qing turned his head sideways, looked at the sleeping Shen Xiaoxiao, frowned slightly, and slowly attached his hand to the aching stomach.

She had just drunk a glass of cold water before going to bed, and now she is very unwell.

I remember that before going to bed, the kind-hearted senior sister told her that the club had brought a medical kit and put it next to her tent, and Xiang Qing tiptoed out of the tent and walked slowly on the soft grass.

When Xiang Qing bent down, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind her, which frightened her into a clever one, and the white medicine bottle fell to the ground with a click.

"You ......"

Raising his head to look at the shadow beside him, Xiang Qing's little face was stunned for a moment, and after seeing that the person who came was a person, the uneasiness in his heart also dissipated silently.

"Uncomfortable?"

Under the moonlight, as Xiang Qing slowly straightened up, his good-looking side face, with a hint of tenderness, seemed like a world away.

It turned out to be Mo Zixuan.

Xiang Qing is really strange, why, she always meets him, is it providence or artificiality?

Or ......

"I'm looking for stomach medicine." After hesitating for a moment, Xiang Qing bent down, picked up the pills scattered on the ground, and patted the dust on them.

"How do you eat it when it's dirty?" His eyes moved slightly, Mo Zixuan looked at her, and suddenly seemed to see himself a few years ago, at that time, how could it not be ......

No matter how outstanding I am now, but the days in City B are haunted all the time, and no one has anyone to listen to the bitterness in my heart.

Even, now he has begun to be in a trance, is the meaning of his existence for those ethereal things?

"It's okay." Smiling, Xiang Qing put the bitter pill into his mouth, let the strong starch decompose somewhere, and swallowed it fiercely.

"Whatever you want!"

Turning his head haughtily, Mo Zixuan's white shirt became clearer and clearer in the moonlight, looking at the long figure that was getting farther and farther away, Xiang Qing's heart suddenly had some impulse.

His back is so lonely, like his former self......

Mo Zixuan's slender black eyelashes showed a hint of shadow under the moonlight, comfortably attached to his fair and warm handsome face, and the thin white lips still had a faint curvature.

It seems to be laughing, but only he knows the joy and sorrow.

The sound of rapid breathing came, and he turned back in confusion, and unexpectedly, he saw a girl in gray pajamas standing behind him in embarrassment.

Because of the violent running, Xiang Qing's face was already a little wet at this moment, and the scattered forehead hair was wet and sticking to her cheeks, a little embarrassed, but it had a different taste.

Later, Mo Zixuan remembered that under the gentle moonlight, that girl broke into his heart like an elf.

"What's the matter?"

He turned around, his expression indifferent, and his thin lips moved slightly.

"Thank you for speaking for me today." Xiang Qing smiled, her eyes narrowed into a beautiful arc like a crescent moon.

"Huh?" After thinking for a few seconds, Mo Zixuan tilted his head sideways, and suddenly remembered that she was talking about today's dinner, and his expression was clear.

Suddenly, a rare evil smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his long legs moved, gradually approaching the somewhat embarrassed Xiang Qing.

"So, what are you going to give me a thank-you for?"