Chapter 117: Pearl
Suddenly, a hot breath blew in his ear, and it was Ling Xingyue whispering into his ear:
"Like it? Man'er, I made it for you with my own hands. ”
Lan Keman's eyes suddenly burst into brilliant starlight, and he just nodded and said:
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, like, I love it so much! Thank you! Ling Xiao Wangye! ”
At this rare time, Lan Keman still knew that in front of many outsiders in the school, he remembered to call himself "Little Prince Ling", but Ling Xingyue remembered that the night before, when he and Lan Keman were joking, he was angry and angry by Lan Keman:
"Stinky Xingyue! Stinky Star Moon! ”
"Flutter!" Thinking of this, Ling Xingyue couldn't help laughing, and was viciously glanced at by the old master Zhuang on the stage, and quickly sat down and listened attentively.
Although Situ sat in the first row, his ears were also wrong and he listened to the movement behind him, although he didn't hear what Ling Xingyue and Lan Keman said, but in the end, Old Master Zhuang slashed hard, Situ still intentionally heard Ling Xingyue's "flutter" laughter.
The moment he heard that smile, Situ's heart was completely confused.
I don't know when, Lan Keman actually started talking and laughing with Ling Xingyue so naturally, if he hadn't heard it with his own ears, Situ wouldn't have believed that this thing was happening so naturally.
Didn't Lan Keman know that Ling Xingyue already had a side lady Leng Qingqiu? Besides, Mrs. Leng, thinking that back then, Ling Xingyue was also the same as Shan Lan Keman today, first pretending to care for her, jade jewelry, abalone bird's nest sent over and over again, and then took advantage of the wine to seize Leng Qingqiu's chastity and innocence, this is the Queen Mother's decree, and this is the later pasture to think, didn't these Lan Keman notice?
But now, she actually left all these things behind, just for a night pearl, and began to become so familiar with Ling Xingyue.
Situ sometimes feels hatred in his heart, hating why he didn't get into a group with Lan Keman that day, why he didn't put down his face that day, and forcibly stayed by Lan Keman's side, and didn't act as the life-saving benefactor when Lan Keman was trapped in the Jade Cave.
But these have lost their meaning, if Situ feels that there is no mistake, it seems that since that day Keman's sister came back from the cave and woke up, she has become different, although it is not obvious, but Lan Keman's thoughtful eyes began to have a brilliance that Lan Keman had never had before.
The brilliance in those eyes appeared on Lan Keman's face from time to time like a rainbow after the rain, and Situ could still comfort himself, deceive himself, and tell himself: It was because Sister Keman saw herself, but now, to be exact, from the moment Situ saw the huge and exquisitely placed night pearl placed on Lan Keman's desk, he deeply knew that there was already something different between Ling Xingyue and Lan Keman, and this difference even had a tacit understanding between the two.
Situ didn't say anything, the depth in his eyes became more and more obvious, he looked at Ling Xingyue's white and slender hands, and carefully put the night pearl with the red sandalwood carved bamboo leaf base in the corner of Lan Keman's desk, opened his mouth to say something, but finally didn't say anything, and only put his night pearl in the center of Lan Keman's desk, waiting for Lan Keman's arrival, to see which one she would choose, in order to distinguish, Situ also intentionally tied his waist spike in the round hole of the base of the night pearl, but somehow, On the contrary, there seems to be a deliberate bleakness.
Situ slowly walked to his seat, there was still a trace of anticipation in his heart, that is, Sister Keman recognized her waist spike and accepted her heart, although she was uneasy in her heart, but Situ still had a hope in her heart after all.
With Ling Xingyue's slightly frivolous "fluttering" laughter, Situ couldn't help but glance back, and at that moment, he hated to gouge out his eyes, don't see anything, plug his ears, and don't hear anything.
He didn't dare to blaspheme at all, but Sister Keman's face was full of peach blossoms, and even allowed Ling Xingyue to speak so close to her ear, and then saw Ling Xingyue's charming rotten peach blossom eyes, and the "frivolous" appearance of the corners of her mouth raised, Situ subconsciously clenched her fists tightly, so that the palms of her hands hid a trace of blood without knowing it.
In this way, after a class, Situ didn't hear what Old Master Zhuang said at all, and his mind was full of Lan Keman's eyes overflowing with spring water, as well as the "fluttering" laughter.
Finally got through to the top of Zhuang Xuezhu's class, but Situ seemed to be paralyzed all of a sudden, if he was in class just now, he could still pretend that he didn't see anything, as if he hadn't heard anything, straighten his back, and listen to the lecture elegantly, but now that the class is over, Situ can't sell his legs and feet anyway, and then he took Lan Keman's thin wrist like before, and told her that he had quietly greeted the dining hall and made her favorite natural mutton, and he wanted to take her to eat together.
Situ couldn't do it, maybe because of the first day's classes, Situ felt very tired, he didn't want to change, he didn't want to go to the cafeteria, he didn't know what to do next.
Maybe in Situ's mind, taking care of Lan Keman has become a habit, from the first time he saw Lan Keman, as long as Keman's sister is by his side, Situ has no himself, and he can't see other people's expressions, he is always attracted by that face, like a steady sunflower, even if he always stands in place, but those caring eyes have been rotating with Lan Keman's bright sun.
But now, but now, Sister Ke Man seems to don't need her own care and care all of a sudden, and there is already another person who has taken her place, obscuring the sun, or that person seems to be more like the sun, and Situ's Sister Ke Man, Situ's sun has become a sunflower under the bigger, brighter and more gorgeous sun.
Situ looked at the sunflower, full of brilliance, brilliant, and demented eyes full of spring breeze looked at the sun that belonged to her, but she couldn't do anything, and the sourness and bitterness in her heart were more like an irrepressible splash of ink that poured through her heart that was still beating wildly.
"Brother Situ, what are you thinking? I'm still waiting to go to lunch with you? ”
A delicate voice suddenly smashed into Situ's chaotic thoughts.