Chapter Thirty-Eight: I've Lost a Lot of Weight

A game was played quickly, and Zheng Beili simply played the highest level since he played the game.

Except for a few team fights, when she rushed to the support to protect him like crazy, and was scolded by her teammates for it, she was otherwise flawless.

Zheng Beili glanced at the time above the phone, and the sleepiness gradually came, and his fingers were a little stiff and edited another message and sent it: "It's not early, go to bed early, good night." ”

"Good night."

Zheng Beili looked at Lin Hanmiao's cute cat head, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

Anyway, with that "good night" from him, she was really happy today.

If only I could dream of him. Thinking like this, Zheng Beili gently closed his eyes. As soon as I opened it again, it was the beginning of another chaotic day.

"You talked to him last night?" Lying on the desk, Zhou Wanqing looked at Zheng Beili in a daze, but she didn't expect her to suddenly have the courage.

"That's right." Zheng Beili responded, opened his mobile phone and found out the chat history between himself and Lin Hanmiao last night, and then pushed the mobile phone in front of Zhou Wanqing.

Although the span time is not short, there are really not a few sentences in the chat record, and Zhou Wanqing read it all after flipping through it twice.

"That's all you guys talked about?" Zhou Wanqing hated iron a little, "Sister, I beg you, don't talk to him about learning in the future, okay?" ”

"Huh? Any questions? ”

Zhou Wanqing showed a helpless smirk: "Do you still ask me any questions?" If I were him, I would ignore you. ”

"But he's not what I thought he would be. In my opinion, he should simply ignore the kind of message you sent. I didn't see that he was quite patient. Zhou Wanqing frowned lightly and glanced at Lin Hanmiao in the front rows, and added a few more words.

Zheng Beili took the mobile phone, and the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden: "I'll just say it, he's a very polite person!" ”

Zhou Wanqing looked at Zheng Beili's appearance of being completely bewitched by Lin Han, and muttered a few words secretly in her heart: He is just polite according to his mood.

Under the influence of Jin Xiao and Bai Xue, the other few people in the dormitory who had not been in contact with Lin Hanmiao himself also silently put the word cold on him.

"But congratulations." Zhou Wanqing stretched out her finger and poked Zheng Beili's arm, "Since he also plays games, you can also play games together in the future, I finally found a topic." ”

The corners of Zheng Beili's mouth were hooked again, looking at the WeChat chat interface on his mobile phone, he couldn't help but start thinking again.

The sunlight outside the window shone on the golden leaves all over the ground, and the breeze blew lightly, bringing a touch of coolness to the quiet classroom. Zheng Beili glanced at Lin Hanmiao who was lying on the table, and then looked out the window, some of the depressed scenery actually gave her a sense of hope.

"I think you're a lot thinner than you started school." Sitting in the cafeteria, Zhou Wanqing looked at Zheng Beili opposite, with a strange look in her eyes, "I'm going to lose weight too." ”

Zheng Beili looked up in surprise, and the rice he had just swallowed seemed to suddenly lose its taste: "Is it?" I also feel like I've lost a little weight, and it's noticeable when I touch my collarbone. I quit snacking, ate less at every meal, and went for a run in the playground every afternoon, it was really painful! Fortunately, it has finally paid off, and all the efforts have been in vain! ”

Zhou Wanqing picked up the dishes on the plate and put them in her mouth, listened to Zheng Beili's words and lowered her head, and her lowered eyes seemed to have some unhappiness written in them.