"Sumire" also seized the opportunity of the holiday season to make money, and the store specially designed various Christmas-themed activities. Different from the small family Christmas tree in the sixth commissary, Violet has made a tall pine tree, which is decorated with countless lights, colorful and quite luxurious.

Today happens to be Saturday, and tomorrow is a holiday, and some of the students are sneaking out, and some are on vacation.

Jing Lin and Zhou Lina, together with them, also came to the outside of "Sumire" to watch the excitement. In the pocket of her school uniform, she carried the blank greeting card with no congratulatory message.

Zhou Lina said: "Wow, how valuable this tree is, the gifts hanging on it won't all be real, right?" ”

Jing Lin also looked up. The lights are shining, large fake snowflakes are fluttering in the wind, and real snowflakes are flying all over the sky, which is as beautiful as a painting.

Tu Mochu was looking at her in the painting. Jing Lin's roommate held her hand, and the girl's agility and vividness made the whole world come alive.

Tu Mochu lit a cigarette in the corner alone, and Hua Zhipeng and they were interested in picking gifts from the tree, which was done by cheap and boring rich people, and it cost ten times the price to take it away.

A girl took off her school uniform to reveal a slim red sweater, and she walked to the corner, "Tu Mochu." ”

Tu Mochu's gaze moved away from Jing Lin, he leaned against the tree, his eyes were cold, close to his side, more cold in the winter night.

Zhuang Yi said softly: "What a coincidence, I met you here, Merry Christmas, can you accept my greeting card?" ”

Tu Mochu's black eyes were deep, and he couldn't see joy or anger.

Zhuang Yi plucked up her courage, and her voice became a little louder, "I, I don't mind your rumors, and your family background, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, I really thank you." ”

Tu Mochu sneered.

Zhuang Yi was puzzled, the school was rumored that Tu Mochu was not a rich man, his family was just an ordinary well-off family, and he had a stepsister. Zhuang Yi was very shocked when he first heard the news, and felt awkward and disappointed in his heart, it turned out that he was not a rich second generation. But in an instant, she thought that Tu Mochu definitely needed someone to accompany her at this time, if she showed that she didn't mind, would he be very moved?

Zhuang Yi came to play near "Violet", wanting to see if he could meet Tu Mochu, and saw him smoking alone in the corner, so he came over.

Tu Mochu raised his eyebrows, "Like me?" ”

Zhuang Yi's face turned red all of a sudden, she knew that Tu Mochu spoke directly, but like this...... It's also too embarrassing. She nodded, "I mean it." ”

Tu Mochu's expression suddenly became gloomy, "So, you were playing Lao Tzu last time?" "Deliberately revealed false news, saying that Jing Lin was moved by Bai Wei's heart.

Zhuang Yi didn't expect that a casual sentence would allow Tu Mochu to expose her previous lies, and her face instantly lost blood, "No, no, Jing Lin, she ...... She does like Bai Wei a little, she told me personally. Isn't it Christmas today? She also received a gift from Bai Wei, I really didn't lie to you. ”

Tu Mochu's eyes were dark, "Shut up, who she likes, who likes her, what's my business!" ”

Zhuang Yi couldn't guess his thoughts.

Tu Mochu hated this woman, despicable and shameless and liked to play with caution, and only scum like Xu Donghu could look at it.

"Reach out."

Zhuang Yi's heart was pounding, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Tu Mochu's index finger flicked lightly, and the soot with sparks fell on her palm, making Zhuang Yi exclaim, "You! You ......"

Tu Mochu said in a low voice: "Get out, don't bother me." ”

Zhuang Yi was a little afraid of him, but he felt that this young man was different from Xu Donghu's old and elegant writings, and he had a different kind of charm. She said with red eyes, "I mean it." ”

Tu Mochu was impatient, "Cheng, eat the cigarette butt, I believe you." The fire flickered, and the boy's pupils darkened.

Zhuang Yi's eyes widened, "Even if you really like it, how can anyone be willing to eat it?" ”

Tu Mochu was silent, his eyes were dark. How could it be that no one was willing, at least if someone else made any more excessive requests, he would do it.

Zhuang Yi saw that he was in a bad mood and didn't dare to provoke him, so he turned around and ran.

Jing Lin, who was not far away, pursed her lips, and she puffed out her cheeks unhappily.

Jiang Da next to him said: "This is for you, your name is Jing Lin, right?" ”

Jing Lin sat on the stone steps, saw Zhuang Yi talking to Tu Mochu, and left after a long time, although she couldn't hear what they were talking about, but it made her heart feel sullen for no reason.

Hearing Jiang Da speak, she turned her head, her porcelain white face was plain, with the innocence of a girl, she was low, and saw Jiang Da hand over a twinkling star, which had just been picked from the top of the Christmas tree. Jing Lin shook her head, "Thank you, I don't want to." ”

Zhou Lina liked the star lantern very much, but Jing Lin clearly refused, and it was not given to her, her eyes were full of desire, but she did not ask for it.

Jiang Da saw Jing Lin's roommate's eyes, but he was generous, "Do you like this lamp?" To you. ”

Zhou Lina was very happy, "Thank you!" After all, she was a little embarrassed to accept gifts from others for no reason.

Jiang Da said: "You're welcome, meeting is fate, do you still have a favorite lamp?" ”

Zhou Lina turned her head, only to find that Jing Lin beside her was gone.

Jing Lin bypassed the lanterns, patted the falling snow on the top of her hair, and put her hand back in her pocket, and the greeting card suddenly became very hot.

Jing Lin was not happy with the scene she had just seen, and she didn't know why she had such willful emotions. Unexpectedly, she found that a person she didn't like very much, and the people she cared about were always very close, which made her feel very annoyed, but she was confused and couldn't vent.

She walked towards the corner and smelled a faint smell of smoke. It was dark, far from the noisy crowd, and the grim silhouette of the boy could be faintly seen.

Tu Mochu raised his head and met her clear eyes in the vast night. In such a bleak place, her eyes were still as bright as stars.

Since the last kiss on the side of the face, this is the first time the two have met alone.

Tu Mochu's left hand holding the cigarette hung down silently, a little red light was particularly obvious in the dark, his hand tightened, and he quietly snuffed out the cigarette with his fingertips.

The two were relatively silent for a while. Jing Lin was shy and angry, while Tu Mochu was so delicious that he couldn't say it.

Jing Lin was petite and lovely, standing right at the exit next to the big tree in the corner.

Tu Mochu knew that he was covered in the smell of smoke, and he was a little uncomfortable, and even wanted to flee quickly, "Let Jean." ”

Listen up! What a tone this is! Jing Lin pinched the greeting card with her little hand in her pocket, not wanting to give it to him. She stood still, aggrieved and dazed.

Tu Mochu looked at her, and his heart rippled round after circle, bitter and sweet intertwined repeatedly, making people die and live in such two extreme emotions.

His voice was slightly hoarse, and even he didn't notice that his tone slowed down unconsciously, "What's wrong?" Is there something wrong? ”

Jing Lin's cheeks slowly flushed, uh...... She didn't seem to have anything to do, she originally thought that if she could meet Tu Mochu when she came out, she would give him the greeting card, and if she couldn't meet Tu Mochu, then forget it.

When she saw Zhuang Yi just now, the boredom of the autumn marathon came back to her. Didn't she already tell Tu Mochu that Zhuang Yi was not good? She was actually curious: I kissed you in the hospital that day, how did you feel? Is what is said online true? A gentle kiss makes people's hearts beat faster, their hair dizzy, and they feel particularly excited?

Tu Mochu couldn't see her reddish cheeks clearly, her pretty silhouette and wet eyes in the dark, which was extremely pitiful.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Jing Lin whispered, "I'm not comfortable......"

Tu Mochu couldn't help frowning, "What's uncomfortable?" ”

It was strange in her heart, but Jing Lin vaguely felt that this feeling didn't seem good to say. If she really likes Tu Mochu a little, a little, then does he like her? Wouldn't she hate the stupid thing she did that day?

She said, "Hmm...... Dizzy. ”

Tu Mochu's heart was a little bitter and unspeakable. This is someone else's baby, he only promised his parents to stay away from her yesterday, but when he saw her coming, he couldn't help but rise up a little hope. He just wanted to talk to her, and he didn't want more.

Jing Lin took out the courage to break the cauldron and asked, "Can you let me rely on it?" She drew inferences, stepped forward, nervously and tentatively leaned her little head against his chest, she was only so tall that there was no way.

The night was quiet, the snow fell on the branches of the tall trees, and the girl under the trees leaned gently in his arms.

The boy's muscles tensed instantly, as if someone had cast a fixed spell, and he couldn't move. Beneath the place where she leaned was his ribs, and his heart. His two hands, one wrapped in bandages and the other hidden cigarette butts, stiffened as she leaned in. She must have heard his pounding heartbeat, right?

Tu Mochu's chest was warm, it was strange that a person with a cold personality like him had an exceptionally warm body temperature.

The girl leaned her head into his arms and quietly felt his heartbeat. To her surprise, the sound of his heartbeat could no longer be described simply as fast, but intensified little by little, and was so powerful that it trembled. It's over, Jing Lin is a little at a loss, she is really dizzy. And his muscles were hard, she was shy in hindsight, and the tips of her ears were red.

Tu Mochu gritted his teeth, he remembered what he promised Aunt Lin yesterday, and despite the friendship of more than ten years, they clearly wanted to give him all the family property, and only begged him to let their daughter go.

He suppressed his emotions, "Are you feeling better?" ”

Jing Lin said timidly: "No, it seems to be still, still dizzy." ”

Tu Mochu had a momentary collapse, how did Aunt Lin teach her baby!

Tu Mochu's hand was raised several times and put it down, he couldn't hug her, it was as difficult as pushing her away.

Jing Lin's heart was also beating fast, this feeling was strange and new to her. It wasn't until the snowflakes on the top of her hair melted away from his body heat, bringing a little coolness, that she raised her head from his chest, "I, I'm better." ”

Jing Lin covered her forehead dizzily, it was so hot, and she seemed to be infected by the teenager's excessively high body temperature. She looked up at him, and in the dim light she could only see the outline of the boy's jaw.

Tu Mochu's eyes lowered, "Hmm." ”

His fingers clenched, and he found that he always seemed to be unable to speak in front of Jing Lin. He sarcastically failed Zhuang Yi's ability in front of her, he wanted to touch the heart that was about to jump out of his chest, and she was still there, he was only silent.

Jing Lin finally remembered the matter, "Are your hands better?" ”

"Alright."

"I'll see."

She remembered that Tu Mo had injured her right hand at the beginning, so she gently held up that hand, and the bandage was tightly wrapped, and the white color was particularly conspicuous even at night. The girl's strength was very light, like soft cotton wool touching, and her cautious appearance was like holding a fragile treasure.

However, Tu Mochu knew that he was not a treasure, he had walked through the storm and tempered in the fire, he didn't know what could destroy him, and even his biological mother Fang Lanzhi disliked him.

The girl's small hands were soft, a little cooler than his body temperature, her fair complexion was still visible in the night, and her fingers were slender and beautiful. And Tu Mochu's hands are hands that practice boxing, and his knuckles are wide, although he is naturally slender, he does not have half the delicate spirit of a teenager, not to mention that he is not good-looking with bandages.

In his eyes, everything that is not good-looking is easy to cause people to resist emotions, or to nausea.

Tu Mochu withdrew his hand, "It's already good." ”

Jing Lin clearly saw the different colors on the inner bandage. She didn't ask, but the strange emotions in her heart became more obvious, did Tu Mochu not like her closeness? Why did he freeze into a stone as soon as she got closer? She just wanted to see if his injuries were healed, and his knuckles were stiff. The heart is beating so hard, could it be because of rejection?

Jing Lin realized this, and her heart was indescribably bored. She volunteered to get out of the way, "Well, you can go." ”

She has never embarrassed people, and since Tu Mochu doesn't like it, then she won't do it. She stepped back and let Tu Mochu come out of the corner. The boy stood forbearingly for a moment, passing by her.

Jing Lin thought for a while and said with a smile: "Tu Mochu, don't smoke, it doesn't smell good, and it's not good for wounds." ”

Tu Mochu's footsteps paused.

The girl's voice was gentle, "Also, Merry Christmas, study hard." ”

He didn't say yes, he didn't say bad, he clenched the cigarette butt in his left hand and left her side. Snowflakes fell on his cold cheeks, melting into a little water.

The Christmas of "Violet" was lively, and Hua Zhipeng and they also had a good time.

Tu Mochu walked far away, but he couldn't help but turn around. Jing Lin was no longer under the tree, so he touched his heart and was stunned.